Another chapter yay! Thank you again for the reviews. Also sorry for the cliffhanger. I get so into the Rizzoli and Isles world that sometimes it feels like I'm righting an episode. So the cliffhanger was before a commercial break, because you only had to wait about a day. So I hope you like the chapter, questions will be answered. If there is something I forgot to answer just ask, but I think I got it all. Enjoy :0)

The forensics team was swarming the apartment. Jane was sitting on the couch trying to console Isabella. She was freaking out that her fear came true. The perp had come into her apartment. She was lucky that she's been at the hospital since the first time the detectives visited the fiancé.

"What if I was home?" Isabella said to herself.

"You weren't. And if you were you keep the door chained. And I don't think their intention was to harm you."

"What makes you think that?"

"The fact the perp left the keys and her wallet in her car. The perp came here placed the gun on the counter. You need the key to lock the door. They didn't leave the keys here, he made sure to lock the door behind him. Then put them in her car, but why?"

"To return them?" Isabella offered.

"Or to plant them," Jane countered

"So maybe I'm the target?"

"I don't think so. There was so much anger in Angela's attack. I feel like it's more to distract us. Lead us the wrong way. By bringing everything back we can't find the missing items on the perp. Also make it seem like it was you."

Isabella started shaking her head. "No. It wasn't me. I may not have had an alibi when you first came because I was sleeping alone. But after you walked me to the hospital I've been there all night with Angela. You can ask any of the nurses. And…" Isabella stood up pointing to the counter. "I'd never touch that. I don't like them. Angela showed me where she keeps them and the key in case something happens when she isn't here. Why would I leave it on the counter when I could just put it away?"

"Where does she keep them?" Jane asked keeping the line of communication open.

Isabella motioned for Jane to follow her into the bedroom. In the closet there was a black box with a master key lock on it. She pointed to the box, "Guns." Then she turned to the other corner where there was a large fire safe box with a combination on the door. "Bullets, rounds, whatever you call them," she said.

"Where's the key?"

She walked in the bedroom and to the dresser. She opened one of the drawers and pulled out a key with a piece of paper taped to it. Jane walked over taking the item in her hand. "Does anyone else know they're there?"

"Only other person who knows is Angela's dad. Angela had him come over after he gave her everything to make sure it was in an ok spot and it was legal. Ammo and guns locked up separate."

Jane nodded, acknowledging what Isabella was saying.

"Can I go back to the hospital?" Isabella asked.

"Ah yea, we'll have an officer walk you back over. I'll be in touch," Jane said guiding the woman to the door. "Please escort Ms. Tambini to Beth Israel." Jane ordered an officer by the door.

Jane walked over to the counter to the men dusting the gun, "Anything?"

He shook his head, "Nothing."

"Get everything you can back to the lab."

Jane left the apartment to go check the team working on car. Frost and Korsak were observing the team. "What we got?"

"Her keys, and wallet," Korsak replied handing the evidence bags to Jane.

Jane looked at the items. "Looks like the wallet went through the mill." She rotated the bag getting a better look at the tattered wallet. "Maybe the lab will get some residue off of it. Confirming it was in her pocket when the gun went off. What I'd really like is a print."

"Well ask and you shall receive," Frost said next to the driver's door.

On the window near the door opening was half a hand print. "Nice work. Let's see if the perp has a record. Let's head back and start processing what we have."

"What do you have for me?" Maura asked the detective as she entered the morgue.

"I have for you, one nine millimeter Beretta. One set of keys, and one tattered wallet," Jane replied. "And you?"

"I looked through the jacket. I found gun residue at the hole in the pocket. Combine that with the blue fibers I found on Tim and that confirms your theory he was shot through the pocket."

"Good. Check the wallet as well, that was in the inside pocket where the gun was. See if you can get anything off of anything. And confirm that the Beretta was the gun used," Jane said yawning.

"I will. Only if you do one thing for me," the doctor negotiated wrapping her hands around Jane's neck.

"Yea what's that?" she asked rubbing her eyes.

"Go take a nap."

"No. I need to find this son of a bitch. I need to identify the person in the pictures. I need to -"

Maura interrupted Jane with her lips on the detective's. "Jane please. Go in my office for even just ten minutes. I promise to wake you up if I find anything."

"You promise?"

Maura kissed the brunette again. "I promised," she whispered.

Jane kissed Maura one last time before walking into Maura's office. She closed the door behind her. She took off her jacket and made it into a pillow. Jane made the decision to just lie on the floor. It

Jane was running down the street trying to catch up to Maura. When she was about to reach her she disappeared. Instead of chasing after her again Jane just stood there.

"I've done this before…"

Jane woke up abruptly. She was on the floor of Maura's office. She stood up grabbing her jacket, leaving the office. She put it on scanning the morgue for Maua but she was missing. She left the morgue and made her way to the elevator. After pushing the button the doors open, Jane nearly knocked over her girlfriend who had two cups of coffee in her hands.

"Jane! I was just coming to wake you up."

"What you got?" Jane said stepping into the elevator. She took the bigger cup of coffee Maura was offering her.

"I confirmed that the Beretta was the murder weapon. And that's all I have. There was no match for the fingerprints from the door."

"So this perp has no record… What if the perp worked a profession where they do background checks?"

"You know how I feel about sentences that start with what if."

"Humor me this one time please."

"Fine, but Jane they all require background checks."

"No I mean like working for a school or police department or…"

"Or what…? Jane?"

"Hospital. Do you remember the nurse who almost killed me?"

"You mean the one who gave you too much pain medication?"

Jane nodded in response.

"Yes Beth."

Jane kissed Maura taking her by surprise, slowly pushing her back against the wall of the elevator. The doctor was so lost in the kiss she almost dropped her coffee. Jane released her girlfriend, turning to walk out when the doors opened. "I love you Maura."

"Are you going to tell me what's going on?"

Jane exited the elevator walking towards her partners. "Yes. I just had a dream. It was the same dream I had when I was in the coma. The one when I was trying to catch you. Which later you told me Beth kept giving me too much pain medication keeping me in the coma. Then I remembered that she got into trouble. I'm assuming she got fired."

"This is true. And that night she left in tears; as well as gave Angela a look. The nurse manager saw us the next day saying proper actions were taken towards Beth."

"Think you could ID Beth?" Jane asked pointing to the screen.

"I do have an eidetic memory, so yes."

"Good. Frost pull up the pictures from the club. Maura look and see if you recognize anyone." Jane sat at her desk and got on the phone.

"Connect me to ICU please… This is Detective Jane Rizzoli; I need to speak with the nurse manager Debbie… Hi Debbie. This is Detective Jane Rizzoli. I have a question about a nurse I had when I was hospitalized a few months ago… She worked days, her name was Beth. She had given me too much pain medication. I wanted her last name and possibly her address… You can't disclose that information. Thank you for your help." Jane hung up the phone.

"Frost get me a subpoena for the records of ICU nurses at Beth Israel current and those who have worked there in the last year."

"Janie what are you getting at?" Korsak asked.

"I remembered someone who may have a grudge against Angela. That dumbass nurse Beth who nearly killed me when I was in the coma. According to Maura it was pretty bad when Angela caught her."

"It was," Maura added from in front of the screens. Maura turned and walked over to the detectives "Sorry Jane. It's too dark in the photos to tell if she was there."

"Thanks for trying. Frost where are you in that subpoena?"

"Got it, just have to pick it up."

"Good lets go," Jane ordered her partners.

"I'm coming with you," Maura said following the detectives.

Jane just stared at her girlfriend. Maura stared back, not backing down. "Fine. Frost, Korsak pick up the subpoena and meet us at the hospital, outside of ICU."

Jane and Maura were waiting outside of the SICU for Frost and Korsak.

"You really think it was her?" Maura asked the pacing detective.

"It makes sense. We'll find out from Debbie exactly how much Beth lost." Jane replied.

The doors of the ICU opened and a short slightly overweight woman with short greying hair stepped out. She was on the phone and was not paying attention. "Nothing's changed. Isabella is still with her… I don't know… Your father talked to the detectives earlier, they don't have a lead yet."

She walked right past the woman to the elevators. Maura snuck in the ICU doors. "Maura what are you doing?" Jane asked.

"I'm going to check on Angela. I'll be right back," Maura said through the closing doors.

The blonde doctor was not one to break the rules, but she had to make an exception. If it wasn't for Angela, she and Jane would never have discovered or confessed their feelings for each other. It all started when she got protective of Jane when Angela did a skin assessment. From that moment Maura's feelings for Jane changed. Jane confessed to Maura that it was Angela that encouraged Jane to talk to the doctor about the dream she had. Maura couldn't remember a time she'd been truly happy.

The blonde doctor walked by the rooms. Room one had a middle age man in the bed. Room two had a young woman, but she was awake and talking to what looked like her mother. Room three had an elderly woman. When Maura reached room four, she saw a young woman with a ventilator tube coming out of her mouth. Her face had been severely beaten. Maura was not sure if it was Angela but seeing the young brunette confirmed it. She was holding Angela's hand and was gently stroking the nurse's forehead. The true indicator was the look in her eyes. It was full of love and longing, a feeling Maura knew all too well. The brunette saw the doctor out of the corner of her eyes. "Can I help you?"

Maura didn't realize she had been staring. "Yes, sorry. I'm doctor Maura Isles," Maura said walking into the room extending her hand.

"Isabella Tambini," the brunette replied shaking her hand.

"You're Angela's fiancé?"

"Yes. I'm sorry do I know you?"

"No sorry. I knew Angela. She was Jane's nurse a few months ago. I got to know her a little bit when Jane was in a coma."

"Oooh, you're the doctor," Isabella said smiling.

"The doctor?"

"Angela mentioned you two. She felt really bad the night she flipped out on you for checking Jane's skin."

"In her defense I overreacted. I must admit that was a life changing moment," Maura confessed.

"What do you mean?"

"Before that moment I didn't realize I had feelings for Jane. She was, and still is my best friend. When I overreacted it was my epiphany. In a way I owe my happiness to Angela." Maura reached for the nurse's other hand giving it a quick squeeze. "Do you know what they did with the clothes Angela was wearing?"

"Uh, Sara!" Isabella yelled to the desk behind the doctor. "Do you know what happened to Angel's clothes?"

"She didn't come up with them. They're probably long gone by now," a woman at the desk replied.

"Sorry, why did you want her clothes?"

"In case there was any evidence on her."

"Maura?" Jane asked from the doorway.

"Yes?" the doctor responded.

"We got what we need, come on."

"Ok. It was nice meeting you Isabella."

"And you Doctor Isles," Isabelle nodded with her response.

Jane pulled up behind Frost and Korsak in front of Beth's apartment. Maura followed Jane out of the car. She looked around the apartment looking for the dumpster. Walking around the building she found it. The detectives followed the doctor. "Maura what are you doing?" asked Jane.

"I'm looking to see if there is anything that might connect Beth to the scene, if it was her. The jacket was tossed near the scene, and the stolen items were returned. The only things left are the clothes that were worn. Unfortunately the clothes Angela was wearing are long gone, so we can't get any evidence off them."

"Good point," Jane said grabbing a pair of gloves in her pockets.

Jane motioned for her partners to come help. They began rummaging through the trash. After a while of sifting through the trash, they came up empty handed. It was time to go confront Beth. Frost led the way to the front of the building. He started to look for the correct button to push, when Korsak noticed one of the glass panels was missing. He put his hand through the door and pulled the door open. "Safe place to live," the oldest detective said sarcastically.

Entering the building, Frost turned left, stopping at the first door on the left. He knocked waiting for a response. "Someone is in there," he whispered.

He knocked again, still no response. "Boston Police open up!" he yelled.

Finally the door opened a crack. The person on the other side peeked out seeing the four people. "Can I help you?" a woman's voice asked.

"Are you Beth William?" the young detective asked.

The door slammed in the faces of the detectives and doctor. "That's probable cause right?" Frost asked taking a step away from the door, pulling out his gun. Korsak did the same while Jane pulled Maura to the side. He kicked the door open, running inside. He saw the woman at the one window in the bedroom, trying to open it. Frost grabbed her, pinning her up against the wall, cuffing her. "You have the right to remain silent…"

Jane was staring through the double sided mirror, looking into the interrogation room. She was watching Beth, waiting. She had short black hair, looked like a boy's haircut. She was wearing pajamas, with a bathrobe over it. The most peculiar part of her outfit was the black and white striped arm warmers.

Frost entered the observation room, "Hey Jane."

"Find anything?" Jane asked not removing her eyes from the nurse.

"Yea. Looks like Beth here was fired from Beth Israel and has been on unemployment. This is not her first mistake. She's been fired at least two other times from other hospitals for the same problem. She lost her nursing license."

"That might give her motive. It was Angela that found her mistake; she probably blames her for having her nursing license taken away. Find anything at the apartment?"

"Maura and the team are still gathering evidence. We had to wait for the warrant."

"Ok let me know what you get."

Frost left leaving his partner. Jane continued to stare at the woman. "You turned up the heat in there right?" Jane said to the man sitting behind her.

"Yep," he replied.

"Good."

Jane didn't move. She continued to wait. It didn't seem like she had to wait long for Maura to come in. "What are you doing?"

"Waiting."

"For…"

"I'm waiting for some solid evidence or for Beth here, to take a drink. Whatever happens first. So do you have something for me?"

"Yes, we found the clothes she was wearing. Sweatpants and sweatshirt, they had gun residue on them and some blood splatter. There were three different types. Compared it to Tim, and got a sample of Angela's at the hospital. Both were a match. The third is unknown but female."

"Probably Beth's, look at her hands," Jane interrupted pointing to Beth's hands. "She has her knuckles covered."

"That's Beth?" the doctor exclaimed.

"Yes why?" Jane asked scared.

"She looks so different."

"What do you mean?"

"Well first off she didn't look like a man. Her hair was longer, and she looked healthier. Look at her eyes, they're dermatochalasis. I'm sorry baggy eyes. And it looks like she lost some weight."

"You just said she looks like a man."

"I did."

"Well Sophie pointed out a woman staring down Angela in the photos that looked like a man." Jane opened the file that was in her hand, pointing Beth out in the picture.

Maura looked at the picture then back at Beth. "That looks like her, now that I see the change."

"Looks like isn't gonna cut it," Jane said looking up. She turned her attention back to Beth. "We got the gun residue and the blood splatter. Guess I should go talk to her now. She's literally sweating in there."

Jane gave Maura a quick kiss before stepping out of the observation room. Maura turned her attention to the interrogation room.

Jane walked in, sitting with her back to the mirror.

"I didn't do anything," Beth blurted out.

"Do you remember me Beth?" Jane asked.

"Ahh no."

"Really you don't remember me. Wow I thought you'd remember your last patient."

Beth eyes went wide.

"That's what I thought. You know why you're here?"

Beth shook her head; she began moving back and forth.

"Do you know a placed called Jacques?"

Beth nodded.

"Were you there last night?"

Beth continued to move back and forth.

"Let me help you with that." Jane opened the folder pulling out one of the pictures Angela took. It had Beth in the background staring at the camera. "Let me ask you again, where you there last night?"

Beth finally acknowledged the question by nodding. She wiped her forehead with the back of her arm.

"Did you enjoy the show?"

"Yes," Beth said barely a whisper.

Jane placed her hand on the table. She gently pushed the glass of water towards the ex-nurse. Beth stopped rocking taking the glass and draining it before placing it back on the table.

"Who did you go with?"

"My friends Amanda and Teri, they dragged me to the show."

"That's funny. They dragged you to the drag show," Jane laughed loosening Beth up. "What time did the show start?"

"Ten thirty, we got there around ten."

"What time did the show end?"

"Around midnight."

"Did you leave with your friends?"

"Ahhh…" Beth scratched the back of her head. "No. I had to go to the bathroom first."

"You remember Angela Scavino?"

Beth fell silent.

"You know I find it interesting that you had to go to the bathroom after the show. Because according to Angela's friends she had to as well. So I'm sure you ran into her in the bathroom."

Beth didn't say anything.

"Did you see Angela in the bathroom?"

Beth shook her head.

"You sure?"

Beth nodded.

Jane reached into her pocket pulling out a rubber glove, "You know what I think?"

Beth shook her head.

Jane pulled the rubber glove on her right hand. "I think you followed Angela into the bathroom." Jane picked up the glass from the top careful not to disturb anything. Maura appeared at the door with an evidence bag accepting the glass. Jane turned continuing her story walking back to her seat.

"You saw Angela sitting right across from you. You saw she was having a good time with her friends, taking lots of pictures. Then Angela noticed you, and you felt this overwhelming need to talk to her. So you followed her into the bathroom after the show. Confronted her, talk to her about how your life had been since you were fired. When you two walked out of the bathroom everyone was gone. Angela said good bye and went on her way. You followed her into the alley and beat her…" Jane pulled out the pictures of Angela's injuries, throwing them at Beth. "…beyond recognition. You stole her coat so she couldn't be identified. But Tim saw you." Jane pulled another picture out of the folder. It was a picture Maura took after her autopsy. "Tim, being the good Samaritan chased you; Which you then found Angela's gun. Tim, finally grabbed hold of you. So you pulled the trigger killing the witness to the assault."

Beth had tears going down her face. She began rocking again to the detective's story.

"With the hole in the jacket, Angela's wallet fell out. You took the wallet, and searched for Angela's keys. Let's not forget you running across the street to dispose of the jean jacket. And for some reason you felt a need to return the stolen items. Or place the blame on Isabella. Using the keys you placed the gun in their apartment, and the other items in Angela's car. So how am I doing Beth?"

Beth continued to rock back and forth. She began shaking her head.

"Do you have anything to say Beth?"

"I want a lawyer," her voice cracked.

Jane got up and left the interrogation room.

"Please tell me it's a match?" Jane asked Maura who just finished processing the glass.

"Fingerprints match the car door, and DNA matches the third blood splatter on her clothes." Maura replied reading the results.

Jane hugged Maura from excitement. "We got her."

"Now we just have to write up the report."

Jane groaned, "What time is it?"

"Late."

"What?" Jane looked at the clock on Maura's wall. It was now nine at night. Jane was physically and emotionally tired.

"Think we can do the report tomorrow morning?"

"I'm not the one you should be asking. But if we don't get enough sleep the chances of us messing up increases. Then there is the chance of Beth going free on a technicality."

"This is why you're the smart one. Now come up and tell the lieutenant that so we can leave. But we have to make one stop first."

"Jane, you've met Angela's father Dom. This is her mother Anne," Isabella said standing in front of the SICU.

"You look familiar," Anne said shaking Jane's hand.

"You passed us in the hallway earlier today. You were on the phone. This is Doctor Maura Isles, our ME," Jane replied introducing her girlfriend.

"Did you get da bastahd?" Dom asked without hesitation.

"Yes. This is why we are here. We have the perp in custody." Jane answered.

"Who was it?" Isabella asked

"Beth, she used to be a day nurse up here. She's been holding a grudge against Angela since the day she was fired."

"That name sounds familiar. She was lazy, always left a mess when she left. Angela always came home exhausted on nights she followed her." Isabella confessed. "How did she get her fired?"

"Medication error when she was taking care of Jane," Maura interjected.

"Thank you," Anne said fighting back tears. "I'm gonna go tell Angela."

Anne pushed the intercom and went back inside. Dom followed his wife shaking his head.

"Angela awake?" Jane asked pointing towards the door

"No, but we've been talking to her like she is. Angela always told me comatose patients can still hear."

Maura smiled at the comment, knowing Angela treated her patients the same way.

"Why did she hold on to the grudge?" Isabella asked trying to get as much information as she could.

"She lost her nursing license and has been out of work since then. She saw Angela at the club and rage got the best of her. I'm sorry Isabella," Jane said. She reached for the smaller brunette pulling her into a hug.

Isabella was taken by surprised but responded by wrapping her arms around the detective. "Thank you Jane," Isabella whispered.

"You're welcome. Can you do me a favor?" Jane asked reaching into her breast pocket. She pulled out a card. "When Angela wakes up call me. I just want to know she's doing ok."

Isabella took the card from the detective. "I will."

Maura placed her hand on the smaller brunette's shoulder giving it a reassuring squeeze. Isabella placed her hand on top of Maura's before turning to go back to her fiancé.

Jane and Maura walked down the hallway to the elevators. Jane reached for Maura's hand intertwining their fingers. Maura looked at her hand in the detectives. When they reached the elevator, Jane pulled Maura into her; capturing her lips. The kiss was different. It wasn't full of lust or hunger. It was tender and full of love.

Jane slowly pulled away with tears falling down her cheeks. "I love you Maura. More than you'll ever know."

Maura's eyes filled with tears seeing Jane crying. "I love you too Jane... I love you too."