A/N: And I'm back with my weekly installment. Hope you enjoy this chapter. If you did please feel free to let me know. I always look forward to reviews. Enjoy reading =o)
Two vehicles holding three detectives pulled up to the small house that Amy White lived in. The three detectives stepped out of the vehicles and convened at the end of the little walkway that led up to the front door of the house. As they walked up to the front door Jane noticed that even though the house was small it was well kempt with small flowerbeds of daisies and rose bushes.
Jane was the first to reach the front door so she knocked and waited on an answer. Not fifteen seconds later they heard the shuffling of feet behind the door and the door opening a crack with an eye appearing behind the crack. "Boston Homicide ma'am, may we please come and speak with you?"
The door now opened to reveal a woman a little smaller than Jane with brown hair. "Sure. I was wondering when I was going to be getting a visit from you."
Jane arched an eyebrow immediately and looked to Frost and Korsak to see if they had caught what she said and they both had the look on their faces that said they were paying attention. "How did you know that we were going to be coming by ma'am?" Frost interjected before Jane could.
"Well I was notified last night by the victim's family about her death and how she was killed. So I figured I was going to be paid a visit to eventually by someone from the Boston Police Department."
"So you two were dating?" Korsak asked.
"Yes sir but we were recently engaged. About a week ago Diana asked me to marry her. Of course I said yes." A small but sad smile crept up her lips at the memory that was not too long ago. "Please come in and have a seat. Can I offer you some coffee or some water?"
Jane spoke up for all three "No thank you. We just had a couple of questions and we don't intend on taking too much of your time." The three detectives were led into the living room where pictures of the victim and her fiancé adorned the coffee table and end tables. Picking up one picture where the victim and her fiancé were kissing under the mistletoe Jane smiled and set it back down and went to stand behind Korsak and Frost who were now sitting on the couch.
Amy took the seat in front of the detectives "I'm here to help you in anyway in catching this asshole that did this."
"I do have to say that you do not seem too shaken up by your fiancés death." Frost pointed out.
"I may not be showing it now but I have cried myself out. I literally cried myself to sleep last night after a couple hours of hearing it from Diana's parents. I don't know, I guess I'm in the phase of being mad at how someone could do something like this. I can't cry anymore, I just want justice."
"Completely understandable ma'am." Korsak added.
Jane was ready to get past the cordialities and ready to get to the important questions. "Do you know what Diana was doing the night before she was killed?"
"Yes, actually I do because I was with her that evening. We both went to the club Merch for some dancing."
"What time did you leave the club?"
"I think we left around one in the morning. We rode together in my car and I took her home."
"So you two didn't stay together?" Korsak asked.
"No. We didn't stay together. I wanted us to move in together but Diana wanted to keep things a little more traditional I guess while we were dating. She did however start talking about moving in when she asked me to marry her. I was so excited at the thought but now I've lost all of it."
"We are really sorry to hear about your loss ma'am."
"Did you notice anyone out of place at the club, anything you can remember that may have been strange or out of place to you at all?" Frost asked.
"No, at least nothing at the time. But now that I do think about it there was a vehicle that followed us on the way back from Merch to Diana's apartment. I didn't think it was weird that the car was following us seeing as how Diana's apartment was only a couple blocks from the club. But I did think that it was weird that the vehicle went into the same apartment complex and didn't keep on going down the road."
"Do you remember seeing what the vehicle looked like? The license plate or anything?"
"With it being early in the morning it was hard to tell with it being pitch black out with few street lights in between but from what I could make of the car in my rear view that it was black, possibly a dark blue."
"What about the make or the model of the car? Were you able to make any of that out?" Jane asked.
"I'm trying to think but with it being dark out I couldn't make out the logo on the front of the car. But I can tell you it was a standard size car and when it drove by us in the apartment complex it was a four door car. The only thing I can remember seeing about the license is that it was a Massachusetts license plate."
"Anything else that you can remember?"
"The only other thing I can remember is that the person was alone in the vehicle and the person was a man. The silhouette of him looked like he had short hair and a muscular build."
"Well I think that is all the questions we can think of for now Miss White. If we have any more questions we will be in touch. If you think of anything else please give us a call and let us know." Jane handed Amy a business card with her name on it. "The number on this card will reach any one of the three of us."
"Thank you detectives." Amy walked the three detectives to the front door and held the door for them as the three walked out, closing it once they were on the walkway walking back to their vehicles.
Rushing around her apartment like a chicken with her head cut off in preparation of Maura coming over, Jane was putting the last touches on cleaning up her apartment. Grabbing the vacuum cleaner she made one last sweep of the living room. Just as she was putting the vacuum cleaner away she heard a well-timed knock on her door which brought Jo Friday to the door barking and yipping at the person who was behind it. Shoving Jo to the side with her food Jane opened the door to Maura standing there with a pizza box in her hand. Jane smiled at the doctor that had the pizza box placed on her fingertips held up like a well-trained waiter at an expensive restaurant.
"Did someone order a pizza?" She asked in a seductive tone as she sashayed passed Jane and set the pizza down on the bar.
Damn this woman is sexy. Closing the door, Jane walked over and stood next to Maura and rubbed her hands together in excitement at the prospect of finally being able to eat something greasy. "Half pepperoni and half mushroom?"
"Yes, I made sure that none of your pepperoni was touching my side."
"Come on Maur, a little pepperoni wouldn't hurt you."
"It's bad enough I'm putting the processed food in my body for you, the least I can do for myself is not allow anymore processed pepperoni on my side."
"Awww, you're putting processed foods in your body for me? How sweet." Being sarcastic and truthful at the same time she leaned over lightly touching her lips to Maura's. "Thanks babe." Smiling, she grabbed a plate and two pieces of her side of the pizza and made her way over to her make shift dinner table, her couch and coffee table.
Maura picked up her plate and put one piece of her side of the pizza and headed over to the makeshift dinner table with Jane. Before she sat down she went over to the dvd player grabbing the remote and hitting the open button. "It was my night to choose the movie."
"Yeah I know, don't remind me. What kind of old love story or documentary did you pick out for us to watch this time?"
"Very funny Jane. It is a documentary but it isn't anything about seaweed or whatever you would call it. You may actually like this one that I have picked out."
"And that would be?"
"It is a documentary on the history of Boston, more specifically the history of the Boston Police Department. I thought something like this may interest you."
"Hmm. I believe it does doctor Isles. Come sit already, I'm ready to eat."
Maura put the dvd in the player and headed back over to the couch with the remote in hand. Sitting down she noticed the glass of Pinot Noir sitting next to her plate. "Mmm. You know what I like."
I sure do.
Starting the documentary both were easily pulled into the history of what they now work for, the Boston Police Department. After finishing up their pieces of pizza Maura took her usual spot laying down on the couch with her head snuggled in Jane's lap while Jane had her legs propped up on the coffee table.
The soothing stroking motion of Jane's hand through Maura's hair soon had the doctor sleepy and before she knew it her breaths were evening out and she was asleep. Content where she was Jane didn't move Maura from her position once the documentary had ended. Grabbing the blanket off the couch she laid it over Maura. Slipping behind Maura and pulling the cover over her as well she laid her arm over the Maura's waste pulling her in closer to snuggle with her and fell asleep not too long after.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter. A little sweet fluff at the end to wrap up a mostly storyline based chapter. Hope you like and please review =o)