Till Death Do Us Part
Part 10
Rizzoli and Isles are the property of TNT and Tess Gerritson. I am just borrowing them for a little fun.
Well, I am slowing down a little. My work had started again and I have to exams to give my students.
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Agent Dean stared out at the red caliche expanse as the van carrying him and 4 other agents headed down the long winding ranch road to Rebecca Anderson's home. Multiple times he has told the woman to back off Rebecca had got this cocky grin and just laughed while walking away from him. Now here he was coming to her property to make the final arrests and end this case. Hopefully, once and for all.
God, he desperately wanted to see Jane too. He hadn't really believed it when she had rebuffed him for Maura. He hoped this was the chance he had been waiting for to finally free Jane from Maura's hold. "Agent Dean, we are almost to the ranch house." The driver called shaking Dean from his thoughts. They pulled up in front of Rebecca's home as Edward, Jacob, and Amman came around the side of the barn carrying their rifles and several dozen quail. All three men walked past the van, looked at the agents, and turned their noses up walking into the house.
"Rebecca? The refuse has arrived!" Jacob called out in the house. The boys found Jane, Maura, and Korsak discussing the information about the case at the big kitchen table. A big plate of Nacho's set nearby with ice cold beers. The day had warmed up to 85 degrees outside like it often did between storm breaks. The detectives and M.E. were dressed in jeans and t-shirts. Rebecca finally emerged from her study where she had been hiding from Jane. She hummed in appreciation when she saw the quail the boys had brought for dinner that night. "Well done boys." She pasted by the table, but her hand was suddenly caught by Jane.
"Sorry, about earlier. I'd rather not be on bad terms when Dean comes in here with his agents." Rebecca let out a shaky breath, leaned over and kissed Jane on the head.
"You aren't. Our friendship is intact. Whether it's hard or easy Jane we have always been truthful. Now if you will excuse me a moment." Jane dropped her hand watching as Rebecca stepped out the front door. Jane caught Maura's eye as she leaned over and whispered.
"She's so mad right now I think I may have broken her." Maura shook her head and put down the autopsy file she had been reading.
"She will be fine. Be patient for her to work it out." Suddenly Jane and all the occupants in the kitchen looked toward the front door.
"I don't give a damn what you think you know. My ranch, my rules. You don't like it, then get back in the van and organize yourself somewhere else." Jane and Maura rose, but Edward and Jacob were already ahead of the two women and out the door with the rifles. Edward came up behind Rebecca on the right while Jacob was on the left. Dean looked around suddenly and found cowboys out by the barn, corral, feed area, and several other places all with guns trained on them.
"Fine! We will acquiesce and include you. But if you get in my way I will shoot you myself." The next thing Dean knew he was pressed up against the van with a tight hold on his neck by Edward, while the four other agents with him were being held in check at gun point by several cowhands.
"You threaten Rebecca ever again boy and there won't be enough of you for them to sweep up and take home. Do you understand?" Edward's low menacing voice told Dean. "This is not some big city. Out here men and women die fast!" Jane and Maura stood on the porch watching with apprehension. Korsak was grinning like a Cheshire cat. Dean always did know how to get into trouble thought Jane. Let's see if he is humble enough to get himself.
"I got it." Edward let him go and Dean turned around toward Rebecca. "I'm sorry I should not have threatened you." Dean watched as Edward nodded his head and walked backwards back to Rebecca's right side. The rest of the cowhands lowered their rifles.
"I have you all staying in the bunk house over there. Drop your gear and come on back in for some refreshment. Then I will show what and where everything is happening." Dean and his men turned heading to the bunk house that Jacob was leading them too.
"Hell Dean, she clipped your nose well," commented Garrett, one of Dean's agents. Dean just looked back as Rebecca, and then raised his head to where Jane stood and smiled. Jane never returned the smile, instead she gathered Maura in her arms. Dean looked crestfallen and turned back following Jacob.
"Damn FBI" Rebecca turned as Edward gathered her into an embrace. For once Rebecca didn't pull away relaxing deeper into his arms. Edward for one was excited about this turn of events hoping that Jane and Rebecca's argument had led to a change of heart.
"I could always go and throw a Javelina into the bunk house after they fall asleep." Edward low words rumbled through his chest and into Rebecca's hearing. He heard a giggle from the woman and his heart leaped at the joy he heard. She pushed back still giggling a little.
"Maybe later. Come on, we have work." Then Rebecca did a un-Rebecca like thing and kissed Edward softly on the cheek. Edward was so stunned that Rebecca had made it to the porch and was talking to Jane before his brain engaged again.
Maura was safely wrapped in Jane's arms as Rebecca came even with them. She had felt Jane's shiver when Dean was watching Jane.
"That man gives me the creeps anymore. Every time I see him I think about Hoyt or something worse." Jane said softly causing Rebecca to look back to where the agents had entered the bunk house.
"He's your angel of death. Where ever he goes death walks with him." Maura moved a little, a noticeable discomfort covering her face suddenly.
"Then that must make me Death," the cool words of Doctor Isles breathed across Rebecca's face. Rebecca shook her head and looked Maura dead in the eye.
"No, you're the Angel of Life. You give hope where there is none and joy where death has walked." Rebecca glanced up at Jane when the last was said implying with her eyes exactly who she was thinking about. "Come on you're all causing me to become too philosophical. We have a case to finish, dinner to prepare, and a wedding to plan."
"What? … But we never said…" Rebecca just covered Jane's lips with her hand and smiled. She then walked into the house with Edward following like a devoted puppy dog.
Gonzalez Ranch…
"I want you to use this." A small box with a hypodermic needle and vial sat on the counter. "I want her brought here tonight. Can you do that?" Agent Winez stared angrily at the man in the shadows. "I want to make sure she gets what's coming to her."
"Yes, but I want one hundred fifty thousand and transportation out of here immediately afterwards. Once I do this there will be no stopping those on the ranch from coming after me. It will be a major betrayal." Winez thought for several minutes and nodded. He reached forward and shook hands with the muscular man.
"There will be a helicopter waiting to transport you after you bring her to me." The figure turned and headed out the front door. Mr. Gonzalez walked into the room from another room.
"Will he bring her?" Agent Winez nodded.
"But he is skittish. I hope this works. We need to tie up this loose end. Once this is done we should have no worries about Boston, Anderson Industries, or the FBI. By this time tomorrow we will be down on the Yucatan sipping fine wine and enjoying the rewards of our labor." Gonzalez looked thoughtfully at the agent. He then left room and walked down the hallway. He stopped next to one of the doors quietly pushing it open. His son lay on his stomach in the bed. A doctor he had brought in who would tend the whip marks without releasing any information worked on the young man's back. Gonzalez walked out and headed down to his office. Once inside he closed and locked the door. He opened an envelope and pulled out two pictures. Both were of Rebecca Anderson. One pictured her much younger laughing and smiling with a beautiful dark haired Italian woman. The second was taken just that day showing her laying in the arms of Edward his lips softly kissing her brow in front of the ranch house. Gonzalez picked up a red marker and circled Rebecca in both photo's drawing a target on her. He then drew an X on both the woman and Edward.
"El Diablo is coming for you again Rebecca. Only this time he has devised a very cruel punishment. You should never have opened your heart again. YOU SHOULD NEVER HAVE TOUCHED MY SON!" Gonzalez face angrily glared at the photos. "I am going to make you feel pain like you have never felt before."