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Chapter 3: Epiphany

"Rizzoli", she listens intently to the voice on the other end.

"Hi this is Jeff from Aspen ski Resort ski patrol. We found this number on a card in a wallet. Do you know a Dr Maura Isles?"

"Yes, I know a Dr Maura Isles, what is this about?" Again listening.

"I don't know if you knew, but Dr Isles checked in here two days ago. We found her wallet in a ski pack that was dug out after the avalanche. Hello, can you hear me?"

Suddenly she stops. "Yes, she went skiing in Aspen, she took a few days...yes I heard you. Wait, what, an avalanche, you have her wallet?"

"Yes -um ah- Detective -ah Rizzoli,"as he looks at the business card in his hand, "there is no sign of her yet, but we are still working the scene. I just want to know if you have heard from her in the past two days? Its been very chaotic here, as you can imagine." Jeff relays.

All of a sudden there is a chill in the air and she shivers. "There must be a mistake...?" Her heart falls and there is a lump growing in her throat.

Inspector Morison regard the women on the bed in front of him. She has a very gentle way about her, he thinks, I really hope she didn't do this.

"Miss Doe, can I please have your attention?" Maura now looks at him, with her hand still on her head. He continues, " I'd like to show you a picture?", he hands her a photo. "Do you recognize this woman?"

Maura takes the photo and studies this women with wild curly long black hair, before handing it back. "No", she says, almost a whisper.

"Alright," the Inspector replies as he takes back the photo, "so you have no idea why she was with you or why her body was found beside yours with two bullet holes in it?"

Maura (AKA Jane Doe)looked at him aghast. Shock set in as she realized what he was asking. "You don't think I killed her do you?"

"At present we don't know how you are involved or why," He makes eye contact with the perplexed women. "We swabbed your hands for gunshot residue, but found none. You were found without your gloves or mitts, which I can only assume you had. There were traces of the residue and blood splatters on your white jacket. Since you can't remember anything , I afraid we are at a lose."

"Well with that evidence, theres not a snowflake's chance in hell any of that points toward my committing a crime. "she looks at him materfacterly. With a slight twist of her head and a furrowed brow she continues. "Someone took my gloves to either frame me or use them to actually commit the crime. Besides the splatter could be for near proximity, not from actually committing the crime." she pointed out .

The inspector jumped on the glimmer of light he saw. " And you are who to make this analysis?"

She straighten in the bed, "I am Dr-ah," the flame in her eye fades. Its gone, her head bows, shoulders slump and she releases a breath. Like a ship without the sail, she visible shakes and he realizes she is quietly weeping.

"Detective, Detective, are you still there? I'm not saying, well you know,"deep sigh, "the search is ongoing. I hope you hear from her soon."

"Me too." the choked voice on the other end of the phone replies.

On that note Jane hangs up. She clutches the phone to her chin, her eyes look toward the ski as she tries to keep the tears from spilling over, but one escapes. She feels a gentle, yet firm hand on her shoulder. It startles her. She wipes at her eyes before turning around to meet Korsak"s gaze. "You OK Jane?"

She turns her back to him as she quickly wiped her eyes, then turns to meet the older detectives knowing gaze. "You know Jane, if you have to deal with something else, we got this." He says, without taking his eyes off her, her head drops as she struggles to keep her calm facid. Something bad went down with that phone call. It takes a lot to upset Jane, especially in public on a scene like this, he thinks. He gently grabs her arm, "Jane , Frost and I have this." A low chuckle arises for the female detective as her eyes raise to meet his.

"Miss this, are you kidding, let you have all the fun with Pike?"

They both smile and she gives her partner a reassuring nod. " There's been some kind of mistake, lets get back to the scene and get this morning over with. Its going to rain later anyway."

The older detective chuckles "And how do we know that, Detective?" Then he realizes she is rubbing her hands furiously. They make eye contact and he nods at her. He knows that the only times her hands bother her still, is if its going to rain or something major is worrying her. Since its going to be a nice day, sunny and high of 72, he suspects the latter, but will remain silent for now.

As they walk to the yellow tape, Jane can feel Vince's eyes on her. She knows he is no fool, he knows that call has upset her. She appreciates his silent support as they duck under the tape.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, I'll get the nurse", the inspector stammers as he tries to calm the crying women in front of him. He exits her room in search of a nurse, doctor, anyone to get him out of the uncomfortable position he find himself in.

She hears the door open and close, she tries to calm herself, stop the tears but they just keep coming. What was that! The words flowed out effortlessly, what did I say? Doctor, Doctor who? she thinks.

A sudden pain in her head takes her out of her thoughts. in a flashback she sees the curly haired brunette in front of her, they are over a body on a table , she can't quite make out her face, but the brunette is smiling at her. As soon as the memory comes, it leaves. She is lost again in a veil of tears,

Her room door opens and Dr. Horton, a nurse and Inspector Morrison appear.

" Okay, Jane its okay", the Dr reassures as he steps closer. He looks at her,"Did you have any memories surface? "he questions as he places a hand gently on her arm. She nods. "That's a good sign," he says as he looks at the others in the room. "Hey", he directs at the patient, "just take it slow, your head probably still smarts", eliciting another nod in agreement form his patient, "you need rest."

"Inspector thats all for now, it's triggered something, which is good . To see some memory with in 24 hours is a good sign, but right now she needs rest ." He affirms looking at the Inspector, who nods his acknowledgement.

"Jane , Amy here is going to give you a sedative to help you sleep. You need rest, this is a good start." He encourages his patient. Our Maura lies back on her bed, Amy helps arrange the pillows around her head to make her comfortable. Gives her the needle and allows the sedative to take hold before leaving the room.

As Maura drifts away, she can hear the muted voices and welcomes sleep's oblivion. Then it starts...