Hey everyone! I'm sorry for the late update, but I was really busy. And I had a hard time while writing this chapter. I started over again for four times or so and still I have the feeling that I can't say what I want to tell here, especially when it comes to Jane in this chapter. So who ever has an idea how I could have done it better or more in character, is very welcome to write a review or PM (anyone else is welcomed too to comment ;-))Anyway, hope you enjoy.

While Casey made his way further into the house, Jane stayed behind frozen. What the fuck is he doing here? She knew she should have told him directly that she didn't want to see him anymore but she never had guessed that he would show up uninvited. But now that he was here she had to get rid of him and preferably everyone else as soon as possible so she could talk to Maura. She followed him. "Casey! Wait!" Once she caught up with the man, they had entered the living room. "Casey, damn! You c..." Jane stopped mid word as she saw Maura breaking away from an intimate embrace with Sam and wipe her eyes.

Maura turned towards Casey and said politely but unusually cold: "Hello Casey, I didn't know you join us tonight."

"Well, Jane told me there's a family thing tonight and since I'm her boy friend I should be here. Don't you think so, Maura?" The last sentence was spoken with a hint of hostility.

For a millisecond Maura's gaze shifted to Jane. "Casey you are..." Jane tried again to bring the situation under her control but this time was interrupted by her mother entering through the back door and joyfully pronouncing: "Let's get out, everyone, so we can clink glasses!" The happy smile on Angela's face faded once she had recognized the new guest. "Oh, hello Casey. What are you doing here?"

"Mrs. Rizzoli." he said as he moved to Angela to give her a familiar hug. "It's so good to see you finally again. It's been a really long time." He looked at Jane reproachfully. "I'm here for the family meeting."

Angela was perplex. I thought my daughter came here to solve whatever conflict she has with her best friend and now she has invited this Casey guy? Was her first thought, but she remembered the phone call she had over heard in Jane's apartment. So maybe she hasn't invited him, but she seems to make no move to get him to leave! Angela sighed. She would never understand Jane's behavior when it came to emotional stuff, especially with Casey.

The thoughts of the eldest Rizzoli were interrupted as Casey turned to Maura again. "Well, Maura. It would be very nice of you if you would introduce me to your friend there."

As Maura opened her mouth to answer Angela jumped in. "This is Sam McMorrow. She's a doctor, too and she is Maura's date." Maybe repeating this fact leads Jane into some action!

She saw her daughter visibly flinch.

Sam stepped closer and extended her hand. "Hey."

With a look of disgust Casey refused the offered hand. "I didn't know you were on of those, Maura."

Meanwhile Maura had fully composed herself. She had spent enough time in professional environments and at social events to know how to hide her personal feelings and act politely around people she didn't like. So she did what she was used to. With a smile, what was nothing more than an emotionless activation of facial muscles and a clear voice she responded: "Casey, we are not this close that I would discuss my sexual preferences with you."

Maura's cold tone made Jane flinch again. "Maura!" She pleaded. "Come on. I need to talk to you. Now!"

"Jane, since this is my house and I'm at least partly hostess, it would be very impolite to leave the guests. So let's follow Angela's notion and join the others outside." With that said Maura left followed by Angela and Casey. Sam hesitated briefly and studied Jane's face, then shook her head and moved too, which left Jane alone in the middle of Maura's living room.

Jane wanted to scream, and to cry and to destroy something. I fucked up. I and all the others have fucked up. I have finally come to terms with my feelings for Maura and I finally decided to tell her and every fucking person around has stopped me. Destiny is definitely against me. I should have told her right away, the very moment I knew. And I should have broken up with Casey. Now he is here and he is... he is... How have I ever had a feeling for him? How was I able to touch him? Jane had to retch. I should have told Maura that I don't want her to meet Sam and now they are, I dunno, closer. Damn. But I have seen the look on Maura's face and I have heard Maura's voice and she is... Professional-Maura now. She has withdrawn from me. My Maura is gone. She sobbed. She had witnessed Maura in professional mode before but it had never felt this final to her. She had the feeling that she had missed her only chance to tell Maura how she felt. Never in her life she had felt this numb, this excluded. She had the feeling that she no longer was an actor in her own life but an spectator of the worst situation she had ever been in. Her life or better the life she wished she had was slipping through her fingers. She panicked, she wanted to run, leave the house, hide in her apartment. But she didn't, she moved to the back door. At least I want to see how everything goes terrible wrong.

There was an awkward silence after everyone sat around the table until Detective Korsak slightly forced asked: "So, Casey. How's the rehab going?"

Casey smiled: "Thank you for asking, Vince. Actually I'm doing really fine. I've made a lot of progress. I guess it won't take long till I can forgo the crutches completely. Though it was and still is a painful and wearing process." He looked down, sighing theatrically. As he looked up again, he said: "But you know, it helps if you know why you are going through this torture." He grabbed Jane's hand.

Jane startled by the contact, because she had been staring at her best friend ever since they had sat down. Quickly she retrieved her hand from under the man's sweaty palm without loosing eye contact with Maura. Jane vainly hoped, that the other woman had not recognized Caseys sign of affection. Maura blinked and looked away though Jane had seen the hurt expression on her face. Jane saw Sam placing her hand on Maura's in a calming gesture. In this moment the female detective hated the other doctor but at the same time was incredible thankful that she took care of Maura in this horrible situation.

The scene in front of Angela and the male detectives could have been amusing. Dr. Sam McMorrow was thoughtfully studying Casey, while Casey smiled lovingly at Jane. Jane on the other hand pleadingly looked at Maura as if she tried to tell her friend something meaningful. Maura tried to find something to focus on at the wall of her house. She looked at the men around the table. No one was moving but she was sure each of them sensed that they were heading to an escalation. Angela Rizzoli still didn't know what kind of relationship her daughter had with Casey, neither did she know what was going on between Jane and Dr. Isles or Maura and the other doctor. That was why she didn't follow her urgent need to kick this nasty Casey out of her home or to call her daughter on her lousy behavior. She winced and Sean must have recognized because he tried to switch the topic: "So Lt. Colonel. What are your plans after you finished your rehab?"

"I'm not sure about my career plans. After all of this, I don't think I want to get back to active duty but the army offers a lot of other interesting possibilities. I think I want to settle. I want to have a family and lead the life a man should, you know, going to work from 9 to 5, coming home to his wife and children, taking care of them, protecting them from emotional and physical harm."

At this moment Maura stood up a bit to forcefully to call it normal. She was already on her way back inside as she said: "I'm getting another bottle of wine."

Jane made a move to stand up and follow Maura, but Casey grabbed her arm and said: "I'm sure she can handle this alone, sweety." Jane stopped midway in the motion stared at him with expressionless eyes, almost as if she couldn't fully apprehend what he was saying, though after a moment she sank back into her chair.

Sam looked around the table, Angela and the male detectives had dropped their eyes ashamed. "I'm sorry, Angela if I gonna crash your nice little family barbecue, but I can't just sit through this."

Sam was interrupted by Casey: "You already ruined, by being here."

Sam laughed: "Well, I was invited by Mrs. Rizzoli."

"I guess that was before she knew what kind you are. Now she's too polite to throw you out, dyke."

At this Frankie, Frost and even Korsak wanted to jump up but Sam motioned them to stay put. She flashed them a quick thankful smile. As she looked back at Casey she was grinning. "For you it's Dr. Dyke." The male on the table snickered. "I don't think it's politeness that hinders her to throw someone out. I guess she doesn't because she wants her daughter to be happy."

Casey was confused: "What do you mean?"

"Do you really think I'm the intruder here?"

"Who else? The rest is family and good people."

Sam sighed. "You should leave Casey."

"Me?" Casey asked disbelievingly.

"Yeah, you. I'm not the one who ruins this party. I don't know why no one has already brought you to the door. Maybe all of them have the feeling that it isn't their job. Maybe all of them think that Jane should be the one, and maybe no one wants to mess with her, because they all think that there's is still a you and her. But you know, I don't care about your relationship and I don't care if Detective Rizzoli likes me or not. So, Casey, leave now."

Casey laughed: "You don't have the right to throw me out."

"Yeah I know. Jane should do it."

"Jane is happy that I'm here."

"I don't know what strange kind of relationship dynamics you have and why she doesn't do anything. But I've heard about the great and strong and confident detective, but look at her. I don't see any of this right now. Do you really think she looks like someone happy?" All eyes were directed at Jane, who still stared at the door through which Maura had made her escape, a single tear running down her face.

"She is not happy right know, because she just found out that someone she had called a friend is a damn dyke, a sinner. But I'll make sure that she never has any contact with Maura again!"

Sam leaned back with a amused smile on the her lips. "Finally" she said and drank from her beer. As she recognized Casey's confused look she pointed at Jane.

Jane said in her chair lost in thoughts about the woman who had just left. She desperately wanted to follow her, but once again someone had stopped her. It didn't matter who it actually was, but with each unsuccessful attempt she questioned if it even was the right thing to do. She was sure about her feelings but she didn't know what Maura was feeling about her. And she had seen her in an embrace with Sam and she had seen them holding hands, so maybe Maura didn't want her but Sam. Though Jane wanted to talk to her best friend. But Maura Isles seemed unreachable right now. Surely Maura would listen, and somehow process whatever she would tell her, but Jane was certain that right now she wouldn't reach Maura's heart and was what she would talk about. Again she felt lost and a tear ran down her cheek, but she didn't care who saw and what they would think. Maura, she thought, Maura! What have I done? She recalled the last twenty four hours, the moment she knew what she was feeling, the moment she decided that she wanted to tell the medical examiner, the talk with her mother: 'But please remember, you are not the one who just sits around without doing something.' her mother had said and she remembered how Maura had reacted when she came into her home and told her that she needed to talk to her. There was hope in her eyes. But then Casey rang the bell, I have never told her, that it's over with him. She must think I've called him, that I want him here, that I...

Jane hadn't listen to what was said by the people around her, she was too lost in her thoughts. But just now Casey said something that ran deep. '...never has any contact with Maura again!' Jane imagined how her life would be without Maura. How she would spend her days, and where she would went when she had a problem and … No! No matter what, I need Maura in my life! She came back from her reverie and was greeted with a satisfied smile on Dr. McMorrow's face. It almost said 'Welcome back!'. Jane jumped up, throwing her chair down. She grabbed Casey's collar and pulled him up with her. He struggled until he could reach his crutches, that were leaning against his chair. "Darling! Jane! What is it?" he asked.

"You will leave. NOW!" Jane demanded. She noticed an uniform relieved exhaling from her colleagues, her boss and her mother.

"Sweetheart!" Casey tried but was immediately stopped by Jane's pointer in his face.

"Don't you ever call me sweetheart again. Casey, we are done. I don't ever, EVER, want to see you again, I don't love you, and I will never do, and I might have never. So just leave."

Casey backed away by the force of Jane's words. "But darling! What is it? Are you confused because your friend Maura turned out to be a d..."

This time Jane stepped forward. Her face was only inches away from Casey's. "Don't you dare to call her this."

"So you choosing her over what you have with me?" Casey asked unbelievingly.

"I choose her over everything." Jane answered almost calm. "She is the one I need."

Casey's face had turned red with anger. "So, you are a dyke now too?"

Frankie, Frost, Korsak and Lt. Cavanaugh stood up forming a wall of back up behind Jane, who was so touched by this that she could have cried. That gave Jane enough confidence to say: "Yeah, Casey, yes. I'm a dyke, at least I'm in love with a woman. So just leave now."

Casey looked at her with disgust written all over his face but he turned around and entered the main house to leave.

Jane closed her eyes and breathed in deeply to compose herself. When she opened her eyes she looked at Sam asking, who raised her hands in surrender and said: "Go ahead, I won't stop you if you have to tell Maura that..."

In this moment they heard scattering glass in the main house. Within a second everyone was at the back door Jane leading. As they entered Maura's house they saw Maura frightened leaning against the kitchen counter, a broken glass at her feet, while an anger-driven Casey hovered over her. He closed his hand around Maura's throat and yelled: "You are the reason why she doesn't want me. You have led her into temptation..."

He couldn't finished his sentence because within milliseconds Jane had reached him, had tackled him down and was throwing punch after punch at him.