"Jane?"
"I'm sorry," she apologizes.
"It's ok," Maura reassures her.
Jane purses her lips.
"You should go home."
"I can't. There's nothing that I'd rather do. I just want to go home, and never leave her. I've spent the last seven years waiting for her to come home. Now she's home and... I don't know what to say to her."
"Let her do the talking."
"There are so many things I want to tell her, but..."
"It's going to take time."
"I guess I thought time would stop. That I'd get her back and everything would be the same, that she'd be the same. I thought I was going to get my sweet, little girl back. But she's eleven years old, she's not a baby any more."
"Go home. I'm sure that your partner can handle it."
"The dog!"
"What about the dog?"
"I've got to pick him up."
"Go," Maura insists.
Jane leaves the morgue and heads back upstairs. She finds Frost, and Korsak right where she left them. She grabs her keys off her desk.
"Frost you're in charge."
"Where are you going?" Frost questions.
"If you're going to get something to eat pick me up something," Korsak adds.
"I'm going home."
"Home?" Korsak questions.
"You can't go home," Frost argues.
"I'm going home you two can take it from here."
"Jane what's going on?" Korsak questions.
"I've just got some things to take care of," she answers.
"Make sure you stop by the lieutenant's office on your way out. He was looking for you."
"Great," Jane sighs.
Jane stops by lieutenant Grant's office on her way out. She knocks on the door. "Come in," he answers.
She steps into the office. He smiles from behind his desk.
"Have a seat," he insists.
She closes the door behind her.
"Whatever I did I apologize, and I'll make it up to you."
"Have a seat," he repeats.
She sinks down into a chair, across from him.
"You have a lot of time saved up."
"That's what this is about?"
"You should use it."
"I..."
"Look Rizzoli I'm not trying to stick my nose in your personal life, but it's obvious that you don't want to be here right now."
"I'm sorry it's just..."
"You might not want me to know, but I'm aware of why you took emergency vacation time."
"You are?"
"I am. I wish that you had told me yourself, but I understand why you didn't."
"I'm sorry."
"Things turned out well?"
"Yes sir," she nods.
"Take a few days off," he demands.
"Ok," she agrees.
"I'm sure that you have a lot to do."
"Yes."
"Jane..."
"Yes?"
"Obviously this was a difficult subject, but I wish that you had warned me. I don't like surprises."
"Sorry."
"Does your partner know?"
"No. Maura's the only one who knows."
"The next time you hijack my ME, a little warning would be nice."
"Yes, sir."
"I read the report," he reveals.
"Then I can ask your opinion?"
"Shoot."
"If you were me what would you have done differently?"
"There wasn't anything else you could do."
"You really think so?"
"I might have killed the bastard when I found him, but that's just me."
"It took a lot of restraint not to wrap my hands around his neck and choke him to death."
"Peyton will be pleased to know that they reunited Emily with her mother."
"Yeah, she will."
"That's it, you can go."
"Thank you," she vacates her seat, and heads for the door.
Jane picks up the dog from the vet. He sits quietly in the seat next to her. Finally she arrives at her mother's house. She parks in the driveway. The dog hops out of the car before the door is completely open. He runs to the side door. Jane quickly joins him. She looks down at the dog.
"I don't know how my mother is going to feel about you being in her house," she comments as she opens the door.
The dog darts into the house. Jane loses sight of him.
"I'm home," she calls out as she enters the kitchen.
"Shh!" her mother's voice insists.
She wanders into the living room, and finds Angela sitting in the recliner watching T.V. She finds Peyton passed out on the couch.
"Why is she asleep?"
"You can ask her when she wakes up."
"You're letting her nap?"
"She's had a long day."
"What did you do with her today?"
"We went to the park, and we went shopping, and got ice cream."
Joe, without any warning jumps onto Angela's lap. She scowls at Jane. "Why is there a mutt on my lap?"
"Sorry. I had to pick him up from the vet. Do you have any idea how much it costs to board a dog for a day and a half?"
"Too much."
"Do you want me to put him out?"
"He's fine."