Hey, guys. Thank you all for following and reading this, and your reviews also means a lot to me. As you may guessed, we are coming slowly but surely final part. I am thinking about to write a sequel if you're interested. Tell me what you think about the idea. You are also welcome to tell me what you wanna see in this story and in the sequel if I am gonna write one.

However, I hope you're gonna like this chapter.

Enjoy.

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Jane is sitting at the desk of their hotel room and is rolling her head back and forth in her neck, groaning. She has spent the most of the evening on checking on Geoffrey Dowell in the internet.

She hums approvingly as soon as skillful fingers start to work out the knots in her shoulders and is resting her head against Maura's flat stomach. "Jesus, is there anything your hands can't do?" She mumbles.

Maura is chuckling and keeps massaging tense shoulders. "I'm sure there is. Why don't you take a break for tonight and join me in the tub?"

Jane is dragging her eyes open and frowns. "God, I wish I could, but we are so close to solve this case, Maura. And now I am even thinking about your parents-in-law, who are really nice people for lawyers. And I hate myself for stealing you from your husband."

"You haven't stolen me from Ben, Jane." Maura replies and frowns. "I decided to be with the one I truly love and this is you, honey. Don't think that you forced me into something that I didn't want to have. I am a grown-up and I can make my own decisions."

Jane closes her eyes again and sighs. "I know that you can, Maura. It's just … It's so much to handle right now. I mean, we are out of Boston for just one day and I feel like we're letting down the guys already. And then I met Tim and Nicole again, and I feel like I've asked your parents for the approval to propose to you."

Maura smiles broadly and frowns. "Speaking of, what did you say to Nicole on the wedding?"

Jane's eyes snap open again and she smiles wryly. "Maybe I told her that I am madly in love with you and that I would like to switch places with him. And -"

Maura's eyes are already big as sources. "And what?"

"And that I would like to cover every inch of your body in spray cream and lick you clean." Jane mumbles and ducks her head.

"Oh, my God," the doctor said horrified and turns white as a ghost. "How could you say something like that on my wedding, Jane?"

Jane makes a face and jumps up from the chair as Maura is turning away. "I'm sorry, Maura, but I had a couple of beers too much and wasn't thinking. I wasn't thinking at all, and I didn't know that I was talking to your husband's mother."

"Sometimes you are more than clumsy, Jane." Maura mumbles and buries her face in her hands.

The Italian makes a face and runs hands over the blonde's shoulders. "I'm so sorry, Maura."

Maura sighs heavily and turns around in Jane's arms, looking uncertain into brown eyes.

Jane knows that kind of gaze and her heart drops, and she furls her brows. "What? Are you now changing your mind and you back to Ben just because of a visit at his parents place?"

The blonde is rolling her eyes and wraps her arms around the taller woman's neck. "Stop being do insecure, Jane, that doesn't suit you. I am not changing my mind or getting back together with Ben. I wish we could have one evening without talking about him."

Jane frowns and snorts. Somehow she can imagine how she is sounding like. Like the little, insecure dork in school who can't believe her lick that the sexy girl left the cool, handsome jock just to be with her. And she knows that she will scare Maura away if she don't stop to be that little girl. Maura knows her as a self-confident woman.

She smiles and nods. "I have no problem with not talking about him. What are you wanna talk about?"

Maura is looking deeply into brown orbs. "Is there anything that I don't know about you?"

"A lot of things," Jane answers spontaneous and nods. "I already was engaged, twice?"

Maura's smile is dropping. "What happened?"

The detective shrugs and sighs heavily. "Well, my first engagement broke of after he moved away."

Maura can see and hear the smile. "How old were you when you broke up?"

"Nine," the Italian answers with a smile.

Maura chuckles and frowns. "What happened the second time?"

Jane turns serious again and shrugs. "Well, I became a cop."

Maura's smile is disappearing as well as soon as the Italian answers and she furrows her eyebrows. "I didn't know that."

"No one does, only my family."

"Do you wanna tell me about her?"

Jane smiles uncertainly and she seems to look into her past. "Her name was Alexis and she was a sweet woman and she worked as a journalist, she worked for Telegram & Gazette but we worked out when we were together. Well, at least as long we kept our work and private life separated and spent our free time together. That was before I caught my first murder case of Charles Hoyt." She pauses and smiles sadly as she sees the shocked face of the blonde. She takes a deep breath and shrugs. "It was pretty fast clear to Korsak and me that we had to deal with the same guy who already had committed these gruesome murders in the past, we didn't know who he was back then. The media got wind of the case fast and Alexis and I weren't able to separate our professional lives anymore. She started to try to get information out of me that every time we spent time together because she saw her big chance in it, and I always told her that she know that I can't talk about the case with her, but she didn't stop. So we had a pretty bad fight and I spent the night on my couch. The next morning, I caught her as she looked thought my notes and made her very own ones for her big article. I freaked out and that was when I saw her the last time. I wasn't aware of the fact that she broke off our engagement until I got a box with her engagement ring from New York, then I realized that it was finally over and that I could go on again, but somehow it was hard in the beginning until you came into my life."

Maura looks long at the detective and let the words sink in. She is surprised that she never had heard about the story and is a little bit shocked because she is for so long friends with the Italian and her family. She knows that Jane can be very stubborn when it comes to her private life, but she had thought that she would be one of the detective's closer confidante and it somehow hurt her that Jane hadn't trust her enough to tell her about it.

Jane can see the hurt in Maura's eyes and takes the blonde's hand in her own, tugging on it. She wraps her arms around Maura's waist and sighs heavily. "That was my biggest secret that I kept from you, Maura. I honestly don't even know why I kept it from you, but I can guarantee that it was the last time. From now, I will share everything with you. No more secrets."

Maura looks long into brown eyes and sees the promise in them. She smiles and bends her head down, but she stops right before their lips meet. "No more secrets." She whispers before she kisses Jane gently.

The detective hums approvingly and kisses the doctor back.

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The next morning, Korsak and Frankie enter dead serious the interrogation room after Jane gave them the latest update and Dane Chapman looks disinterested at the two detectives..

Korsak drops loudly a file on the metal table and crosses his arms over his chest. "I told you that we're gonna find out who you really are, Dane."

Dane starts to smirk and shrugs with no care.

"You have a plenty of previous conviction," the older man states and sits down at the other end of the table.

"I've been a busy man," Dane replies with his deep voice and holds Korsak's gaze.

Frankie clenches his teeth and he furls his brows. "What's so amusing? Have you forgotten that you are arrested because you tried to kill a woman? You have no reason to smile. You're gonna be put away for a very long time."

Dane looks with dead eyes at him and snorts. "Do you think just because you caught me it'll end? It just started, Officer."

Korsak nods slowly and opens the file on the table, taking Jill Masterson's photo out of it. "Did you also smile as life left her body?"

Dane is staring fascinated at the crime scene photo and runs his tongue over his lips. It is visible that he recognize her but he shrugs. "I don't know every single hooker who turn up dead, old man."

"Show some respect, you piece of shot." Frankie growls and makes a step forward.

Korsak looks briefly at him and turns his attention back to the other man. "I am not talking about a hooker, Dane. I am talking about this particular woman."

The other man stares at the photo and a smile plays around his lips, but then be turns serious again and leans back in his chair. "I have never seen her before."

"No." Frankie agrees and heaves a heavy sigh. "No, you probably haven't seen her until your buddy brought her to your shelter. You kept her hostage for nine weeks and raped her on a rotating basis. And then what? You got bored and got rid of her? Is that why she is dead now?"

Dane huffs and shoves the photo away from him. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Okay," Korsak says elongated and places another photo on the table, tapping his finger on it. "Maybe we should go and ask your friend Geoffrey Dowell about it. I am wondering what he has to tell us."

Dane stares at the picture of Geoffrey and swallows hard. It seems like he starts to understand that he is in trouble and frowns.

Frankie sits down next to Korsak and leans forward as he sees Dane's reaction. "I am more than sure that Geoffrey is going to say that you egged him on to kidnap and kill those women. And I am pretty sure that he's gonna negotiate a really good deal for himself and that you're gonna rot in hell. I heard that Geoffrey is a pretty good lawyer."

Dane seems to ponder Frankie's words and the frown on his forehead is deepening.

The younger detective raises his eyebrows and looks briefly at Korsak. "You better start talking, Dane, and we see what we can do for you."

Dane starts to tug on his arm and shakes his head.

Korsak looks over the rim of his glasses and furls his eyebrows. "So, you wanna take the blame for eleven murders that were committed in Baltimore and Boston? I mean, you're a smart guy, you should know what that means and you know that this will be no cakewalk, Dane. You can call yourself that neither Baltimore nor Boston have the death penalty anew. Really really lucky. But I can tell you that you won't enjoy it when we extradited you to Baltimore."

"Whoa," Dane barks and wants to stand up, but the officer behind him is pushing him down again. "Not so fast. I … I … It wasn't my idea."

Frost stands on the other side of the one-way mirror and crosses his arms over his chest, smiling a satisfied smile. That's exactly what they needed, that they skin and salt each other. "Gotcha." He nods slowly and sighs relieved. That will make Jane's day when she comes back later.

Frankie has to suppress his triumphantly smile and frowns. "How did you get to know Geoffrey Dowell?"

"We grew up with each other," Dane answers and sighs heavily." Our mothers were neighbors and Geoffrey and I went to the same school."

"Until Geoffrey went to law school," Korsak states and looks at the younger man.

Dane shakes his head and licks his lips. "No, I went to Francis King Carey School of Law as well. Geoffrey and I spent most of the time together and I started to see him more like a brother. When I got kicked out from Francis King Carey, he promised me that we would stay in contact anyway, and we did."

Korsak clenches his teeth and nods approvingly. "Did you know that Geoffrey actually has a brother? A half-brother, to be exact."

Dane scoffs and raises his eyebrows. "Brother. Ben Payton isn't his … brother. I am his real brother! Ben saw in Geoffrey just a adjunct. Geoffrey almost burst with pride when the great Benjamin exchanged more than just one sentence with him, or when they shared a coffee. Ben was Geoffrey's role model, that's why Geoffrey became a lawyer as well. Just because he wanted to be like this dickhead."

"That's why Marta Rodríguez got kidnapped and had to die," Korsak asks and he tries to sound neutral.

Dane leans back in his chair and takes a deep breath. "No, he really tried to ask Marta for a date a couple of times, but she always sent Geoffrey packing. I think that he just lost his patience one day. I don't really know what had happened, but Geoffrey called me that evening. He told me that he totally screwed up and that he would need my help. I didn't question him and drove to a storage house where Geoffrey waited for me."

"Why didn't you call the police after you have seen what he had done?" Frankie asks and furls his brows.

Dane simply shrugs. "I wanted to but Geoffrey argued that if I do so we can kiss our licenses and futures as lawyers goodbye. And -"

"You did like the idea of being in control of a woman." Frankie is finishing the sentence as Dane trails off.

A dirty smile is tugging on the corners of Dane's mouth and he holds the intense gaze of the younger detective.

Korsak takes a deep breath and shoves his notepad toward Dane. "Write down we can find Geoffrey. Now." He demands and swallows down the aftertaste as he looks at their suspect. He wants to get this done and lock this sick bastard away forever.

Dane grabs the pen and his smile grows even bigger. "I don't know if he is gonna be there now."

Korsak snaps the notepad away and gets up from his chair.

Frankie growls low and stands up too before the detectives leave the room again. He shakes violently and looks at Frost and Korsak. "I wanna take a shower now. Just being in the near of this guy makes me feel sick and dirty."

"I saw a lot of things and talked to a lot of perps, but this guy really creeps me out," Korsak states and takes the glasses off of his nose.

"He is a typical psychopath." Maura states as she enters the observant room with Jane at her side.

The Italian nods approvingly. "Yeah, and the absolute psycho is still out there and is terrorizing Boston until we brought him down or killed him."

Maura takes a deep breath and licks her lips. She knows that Jane is right and that Jane wants to go out and check herself if Geoffrey Dowell is where Dane told them. She frowns as she feels an hand on her arm and looks into a different pair of brown eyes.

Frankie is frowning deeply. "Are you and Jane -"

Maura swallows hard and nods slowly. "Yes, Jane and I are a pair. We are -"

"You know, she loves you." Frankie cuts her off and looks briefly at his sister. "She is in love with you."

Maura follows his eyes and takes a deep breath. "So am I. I am in love with Jane."

He nods slowly and heaves a sigh as he hug her . "Thank God."

Maura chuckles amused and hugs him back, seeing Jane smile at her while she is talking to Korsak and Frost.

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Jane is sitting at her desk and chews on the inside of her cheek, frowning deeply. She rather wants to be out on the streets to catch the psychopath Geoffrey Dowell instead of sitting idly here just because Cavanaugh wants to be kept in the loop.

It is not like they are chasing a serial killer for the first time, on the contrary, and she is sure that Geoffrey won't be the last that their gonna chase.

She flinches as she feels an hand on her shoulder and looks up into soft hazel eyes. "Hey there."

Maura smiles at her but she wears a slight frown on her forehead. "Hey. You seem a little tense. What's wrong?"

The Italian sighs heavily and her eyes find the way back to the glass board which is almost overloaded with notes and pictures. She leans back in her chair and shrugs. "I hate to sit herself and do nothing while Geoffrey Dowell is still out there and is probably looking for his next victim, the only difference is that he need to be careful because we locked his partner in crime away already. But I do nothing because -"

"Because Geoffrey Dowell is extremely dangerous, Jane." Maura cuts the detective off and raises her eyebrows high. "Cavanaugh, Logan and Korsak are only coordinating the operation to keep all of you safe, Jane."

"I know," Jane groans and buries her face in her hands. "But I also know that every single second is more than important now, or we gonna have to face the next murder. I don't give a -"

"Listen up, people." Cavanaugh says loudly as he enters the bullpen, Korsak and Logan hot on his heels.

Each of the detectives and officers in the bullpen turns to him and becomes quiet.

Oliver Logan is in his early fifties. He is tall and very beefy. He is one of the best in SWAT. No, he is the best in his unit. He never had lost one of his men or a hostage in his entire career.

Cavanaugh is looking at each of them and frowns deeply. "SWAT's gonna be your backup in this operation. Just live bullets gonna be used and each of you gonna have to wear vests." He directly looks at Jane as a collective groan fills the room. "Understood?"

"Yes, Sir," each of them murmurs in unison and Jane nods.

"Geoffrey Dowell is unpredictable." Cavanaugh says and his frown deepens. "He won't surrender so easily. SWAT will use rubber bullets. Deadly shooting is gonna be your last option, I want him alive. Sergeant Logan and his SWAT team is gonna lead this operation. I want you all to come back in one piece. Now, go and catch this bastard."

Everyone in the room starts to move and Jane takes a deep breath.

She is glad that she finally can do something else than just sitting around and do nothing at all. She frowns as she feels an hand on her arm. She looks at Maura and the frown deepens.

The doctor steps closer and wears an worried expression on her face. "Jane, please be careful."

Jane looks long at her and furrows her brows, their surroundings long forgotten. "Of course." She replies softly.

Maura can feel her heart jump in her chest but she steps even closer. She runs an hand over the detective's arm and knows that all eyes are on them, but she doesn't care the slightest bit. She is hoping that her eyes are mirroring everything she is feeling right now. She licks her lips and frowns deeply.

Jane smiles a little and nods as she understands, and has to resist the urge to kiss the ME before she leaves.

Korsak can see everyone's expecting eyes and clears his throat because he knows that everyone in the room wants them to kiss.

Jane frowns and blinks a couple of times. She takes a step back and squeezes the blonde's hand. Somehow she suddenly can understand how cops with a spouse are feeling like when they have are doing their job while someone is waiting for them to come back safe.

And for the first time she feel the need to come home safe. In the past it didn't mattered if she come home bruised or with a scratch, or even worse, but now she has Maura and now she knows how it feels to be really loved by someone else than her family. She sigh heavily. "I have to go now, Maura."

Maura nods slowly and releases the Italian's hand. She hold her breath until Jane and the others disappear around the corner.

She never have had such a thick lump in her throat when Ben left the house even though his job isn't any less risky because there are many people out there who are seeking revenge. Especially when it omens to the people who put their beloved ones behind bars.

But she also knows that Jane is that kind of cop who doesn't care much about themselves when they have the chance to bring a serial killer down. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.

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Jane is eyeing the abandoned warehouse that is dived in the color of the clouded sun. Normally she would shake the threat off and do her job, but somehow the gray shades seems to swallow all good in this world, and let the building looks like it is a portal to another dimension. Or like it is the throat to hell.

She nods to herself and pulls the bullet-proof vest over her head, fixing the Velcro fasteners. Even she feels the need to pull the vest off again, she somehow knows that she has to wear the god damn thing.

She takes a deep and makes sure that her gun is where it's supposed to be.

"You okay," Korsak asks as he comes to her.

She looks at him and smiles weakly. "Sure."

"You seemed to be -"

"I'm good," she cuts him off and rolls her shoulders. "I just wanna catch this bastard and have a nice evening."

"No matter he's dead or alive?"

"I don't care as long as he can't harm anyone anymore."

He shrugs and smiles wry. "I like them alive and behind bars."

Jane looks long at him and smiles a little. She is knowing that there is nothing more that she wants than to get Geoffrey alive. All of her other thoughts have to be on a pause right now, it could kill her or a colleague when she is no focused. She looks at her friend and nods. "Let's bring this son of a bitch down, Vince."

Korsak nods and pats her shoulder. He knows that he can rely on Jane as soon as she understands him. He looks at Frost and Frankie and nods once more. He holds his breath for a moment and follows them to the mobile operation center of SWAT. He knows that these moment are the most nerve-wrecking and be tries to radiate a sense of calm.

Frost is standing with Frankie at his unmarked and is chatting with the younger Rizzoli as Korsak and Jane are joining them. "Are you ready to bring this bastard down?"

"I was never more ready than now," Jane says and cracks her neck.

"Let's get going." Korsak says and starts to walk.

Jane adjusts her vest once more and follows him to the waiting Logan.

The SWAT commander looks at her and pats the shoulder of one of his men, a sign to get going as well.

Jane takes a deep breath and is wishing that she would have called Maura once more before the whole thing starts. She is drawing her gun as soon as all of them are moving towards the building in a secure formation.

She can feel her heart jumping widely in her chest and that adrenaline is rushing through her blood system. She courses under her breath as they enter the building and the blood rushing makes her almost deaf.

She knows that she has to get her shit together as soon as the tunnel version sets in. She is too well-trained to let this affect her. She swallows hard and pushes every thought away because all she has to right now is to function. Every single sense of her is more than aware now, not a motion is going to miss.

She sees something in the corner of her eye and she point her gun in the direction. She swallows hard when there is nothing and starts to understand why some of the SWAT guys are permanently chewing gums, because their throats are dry like a desert.

She can see that the building isn't used for a long time anymore because most of that rooms are empty and a thick layer of dust is covering the floor, some doors to other rooms are missing too. They are looking through the building methodically and didn't miss a corner but the entire building still has a spooky aura.

She sighs and follows the vanguard of SWAT and the lights of their lamps are cutting through the darkness but doesn't make anything better. She feels a tap on her shoulder and looks over her shoulder right into the face of Korsak.

He has a very serious expression and signals with his hand that they are going to split into a second group.

She nods approvingly and watch him and other police officers splitting form the main group.

She lowers her gun and looks at Logan and shakes her head. "We can blow the operation off, Oliver."

Logan looks at her and nods once. "You got the same feeling?"

Jane nods and her shoulders slump.

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Maura is coming home and pauses for a moment. Somehow the house is feeling empty and she enjoys the silence for a minute. She sighs heavily and enters the living room, wincing when she spots Jane sitting at the kitchen island. She can see that something is bothering the detective as she studies her very own notes and drinks a beer. She place her purse on the small desk that stands behind her couch and walks straight to Jane.

Jane jumps a little as she feels an hand on her shoulder and looks up into soft eyes. "Hey. I'm sorry that I let myself in, but I didn't want to spend the night alone. I hope you don't mind."

Maura smiles softly and shakes her head. She is more than glad that Jane had decided not to spend her night at her apartment and that she came to her house. "It's fine, I'm glad that you are here. Did you have success and locked Geoffrey Dowell away?"

Jane's body tense up and she sighs heavily as she sips her beer. "No, Dowell wasn't at the warehouse when we arrived, but we keep it under surveillance in the case he's coming back. I will take him down as soon as possible so I can have a restful sleep again."

The doctor nods slowly and pours herself a glass of red wine. "It's just a matter of time until you catch him, Jane, and you know that."

Jane raises briefly her eyebrows and runs an hand through her hair. She knows that the ME is right and that it is just about time until they catch Dowell, but she also knows that any minute that goes by gives him another chance to kill the next woman and that unsettles her even more. A wounded animal is always even more dangerous and it would surprise her if Dowell hasn't noticed that they cached his partner in crime. She nods slowly and empties the beer bottle. "Yeah," she simply says and shrugs.

Maura goes to the fridge and gets a new beer out of it , handing it Jane. "I know that the case is frustrating you, Jane. What can I do to relax you?"

Jane is about to lift the bottle to her lips and stops the motion, arching an eyebrow.

The blonde is blushing a little and then she starts to smirk before she starts to unbutton her blouse and walks to the Italian.