The next night Maura finds Jane at their booth, drowning her sorrows. She slides into the seat across the table from her best friend. Jane doesn't say a word. She just downs another drink. Maura survey's the table full of empty bottles and shot glasses.
"How long have you been here?" Maura questions.
"I don't know," Jane shrugs.
"You look exhausted don't you think you should head home?"
"Maura you're not my mother," Jane answers.
"I'm not, but I could call her."
"Maura don't start with me."
"I don't understand what you're going through, but this is not a good way to deal with it."
"Maura... stay out of it."
"Jane, please, go home."
"Stop worrying about me."
"How? You're drowning your sorrows."
"You would be too."
"Maybe I would, but I wouldn't be blaming myself for something I wasn't responsible for."
"You don't get it."
"Yes I do. I do get it. You may never have an answer, you may never be able to forgive yourself for something you didn't do, but you can't stop living."
"Why not? I don't have..."
"There aren't very many cops like you. You see things that other people don't see. You bring victims justice, that means something."
"It doesn't matter how many crimes I solve. If I solved a million cases it wouldn't make up for the one I couldn't."
"Please go home."
"Why? There's nothing there. There's no one there. There is no reason for me to go home."
"What about your dog?"
"He's staying with my mother for the weekend."
"Why?"
"Because my dad went on a fishing trip, so I thought she could keep her company."
"Get up!" Maura demands.
"Maura what are you doing?"
"You're going home."
"Or what? What are you going to do if I don't?"
"Jane lower your voice, you're making a scene."
"I don't care."
"Jane come on!" Maura insists.
"No," Jane crosses her arms across her chest.
"Ok, you leave me no choice," Maura flips out her phone and begins dialing.
"What are you doing?"
"Calling your mother."
"You wouldn't."
"Are you sure?"
"Maura..."
Maura holds up her finger to Jane as a voice comes on the other end of the phone. Jane pulls the phone away from Maura's ear. She yanks it out of her hand, and hangs it up.
"So are you ready to go home now?"
"Whatever."
The car screeches to a halt, and Jane jerks back into consciousness. She looks out the window at a house. She looks at Maura who is sitting in the backseat, next to her.
"You've got to be kidding me."
Angela pulls open the door, and drags Jane out of the house.
Maura gets a call three hours later. She rolls out of bed, and into her vehicle. She finds Frost waiting at the crime scene for her. She finds him waiting in the back yard of a residence, next to the pool.
"Where's Jane?"
"I think she's on her way."
"Think?"
"I couldn't make out what she was saying on the phone," he admits.
"Where is the body?"
"In the pool."
Maura looks inside the pool. She sees a body at the bottom.
"I didn't know if you wanted the pool drained, or it you wanted someone to pull the body out."
"Why is the body at the bottom of the pool?"
"You're the scientist," Frost answers as he loosens his blue necktie.
Jane shows up as the body is being hoisted out of the pool.
"Glad to see you decided to join us," Maura smiles.
"Shut up Maura."
"Something going on between you two?" Frost questions.
"What was your first clue?" Jane growls.
Frost looks around. He looks to the glass french doors. "I think I'm going to go inside and help out," he turns and leaves them.
Hours later Jane makes the journey down to the morgue. She finds Maura examining the body.
"What do you have for me?" Jane questions.
"He didn't drown."
"Good to know. Anything else?"
"Not yet," Maura answers.
"I'll..."
"Yeah," Maura answers.
"Do you..." before Jane can finish Maura's phone starts ringing. Maura stops what she's doing, and pulls off her gloves. She grabs the phone. Jane slips out quietly. After Maura hangs up the phone she puts the body back into the freezer. She washes her hands, and goes to find Jane. Jane is doing paperwork at her desk when Maura enters the bullpen. She waltzes over to Jane's desk.
"Can we talk?"
"I'm busy," Jane answers.
"This can't wait."
"Maura, whatever it is will have to wait."
"I need to talk to you now. In private."
"Maura I know that you think you're the most important person in the world, but you aren't."
"And neither are you, now I need to talk to you."
"You're obviously not going to go away."
"Nope, not until I talk to you."
"Fine," Jane huffs.