AN : If there are any inaccuracies I apologize. I may make some people mad with this chapter, sorry *hides* Thank you wonderful readers.

Before she pulled the trigger she spared once last glance to the photo by Jane's beside – the two of them all smiles, hugging sideways cheek-to-cheek, that was the last thing she would see before she decidedly departed earth, and she was more than content with that...

That moment was the only window of opportunity the experienced older man had. He flew the small space left between Maura and him making contact immediately. Maura and already began the action of pulling down the trigger, so when Korsak literally landed on her, the gun went off and shot through the man's upper arm. Only then did Frankie act, albeit uselessly at first. He was looking around the room. The pages of God-knows-what Maura had been reading flying around, Maura lying helplessly on the ground with Korsak atop. The scene might have been comical had the situation not been 'dead' serious. Eventually he pulled out his mobile and dialled 911 then rushed to help move Korsak.

Between not understanding Maura's actions and seeing Korsak hurt, Frankie felt furious at Maura. It was like his flood gates had been opened.

''Are you out of your fucking mind? What the hell are you doing''. Frankie was gentle, and never spoke like that. But he felt justified this one time. The situation certainly warranted a crude approach according to him.

No answer.

Maura was still lying on the ground, unmoved, now physically hurt in all other places.

''I said what the hell was that all about. You could have killed him. Are you fucking insane? Answer me dammit. My sister, your BEST FRIEND is dead. My mother is in hospital. And here you are messing the fuck around. Causing more problems''. Frankie had been holding himself since he heard the news about his sister, and had been silently crying the whole time. Now he was exercising a new emotion – anger. He needed to vent, too bad Maura was the one readily available.

He wasn't done yet.

And Maura was sure not going to start. Korsak was in too much pain to interject.

''What is your problem Maura. You have been hiding out here this whole time. Everyone is out there trying to do something. You didn't see it fit to at least be there for your friend's family during a time like this. Huh? '' He was standing above her now. Pacing on intervals when he wasn't looking directly at her.

''All these years I have seen you all composed in all sorts of situations. Doesn't your friend's death at least bring out some kind of reaction from you? What kind of person are you Maura. Dammit answer me! You're here trying to kill yourself, for WHAT. Is this some sort of game or attention seeking? We have people all over running around tryna get whoever did this to Jane. Tryna find her damn body for chrissake! And you, one of the people who could do the most help; you're in here doing whatever the fuck you're doing. Reading? Seriously Maura? Now?'' He picked up the pages of Jane's letter roughly perusing through them. In his rage he didn't really read a single word.

''You are the worst friend ever. If Jane is seeing now she should be ashamed of you. You are very selfish. You hear that Maura. VERY SELFISH. Lemme ask you something huh? What were you hoping to achieve by doing this? Huh?'' Her silence was beginning to anger him more. Frankie was never one to resort to violence but in that moment he felt like he wanted to punch Maura. He was so out of control and began to fear he would actually do it. By some grace the paramedics made it into the room. This cooled him down as he ran out of the room, Maura's letter gripped tightly in his palm.

''Maura''. Korsak tried but it was so hard with the paramedics working on him and the pain he was going through. He had already lost so much blood and was starting to battle consciousness. They wheeled him out as he was still vainly trying to call out to Maura. To say what, he did not know. When the other nurses tried to attend to Maura and make sure she was alright, she shooed them off faster than lightening. The doctor was for the second time in her life graced with the power of Rizzoli words. Jane's had made her heart melt, and now Frankie's had shattered what ever bit of that heart she had left. Empty and hurt were not strong enough words. If that gun failed to kill her, Maura was sure Frankie's words would.

Maura snuck out of the house praying to whatever deity there was that Frankie would not see her. She had never experienced so many emotions at once. In fact, she didn't know it was even possible. The anger toward Jane, guilt towards Korsak, she was afraid of Frankie, the humiliation towards herself. Those were just some of them. She successfully made it to her car and drove herself to a Marriott's hotel furthest from all the action.

The well connected doctor checked herself in with no trouble, requesting extreme privacy. She did not even want room service. When she entered the immaculately presented room she rushed to the phone and called the lady who did her cleaning.

''Hello Maria, its Maura''.

''Oh Miss Isles, how are you?''

''Could you please do something for me outside your job description?'' Maura had to get right to it for two reasons. One, she could not answer the question she had been asked, and secondly, she was in no position to exchange pleasantries.

''Of cause, what would you like?''

''If you could go to my house and bring me my passport in the top right drawer by my bedside. I will really like that immediately if it's not too much trouble and can I use your credit card for a purchase. I will give you the cash''

''I was actually in the area, that would be no problem. Where should I meet you?''

''Oh thank you. The Marriot Hotel along route 16. I will let the front desk know I am expecting you. I will just run out for a few minutes, if I am not yet there when you arrive, please wait for me. And DO NOT tell anyone you see at my house why you are there or where I am. Understood?''

''Sure. Is everything ok Miss Isles?'' The poor lady was worried.

''I'm afraid not. But in due course things may get better''. She couldn't lie.

This was one of the very few times she marvelled in being wealthy. Right now it meant she never needed to worry about work, and she could go just about anywhere in the world she wished to go. She wasn't at all interested in Doctors Without Borders. People could trace her down eventually, and after everything that had transpired, she really didn't believe she had anything to offer those people in need. She was also aware that Frost was smart and would track down her location if need be. Armed with that knowledge she made herself as best presentable as she could, and drove to the bank situated about a mile way. She met with one of the bankers and requested an emergency $5000 cash withdrawal. Her name made it fairly easy to acquire this money and she was out in no time. That left her headed for the library and sitting in front of a sticky keyboarded computer. This wasn't how the well-educated doctor normally collected data, but given the circumstances, that would suffice. She opened Google and searched ''top 10 peaceful countries in the world''. The first was Iceland. She was not in the right state of mind but knew darn well she didn't want to live the rest of her life in Iceland. Next was Demark. She didn't care for learning a new language as it was. The third was New Zealand. Perfect. She thought to herself. Then she remembered she needed to purchase the ticket online. So she rang Maria again.

''Hello Maria. Sorry , its me again. Could you please meet me at the library just down the road from the hotel''

''don't worry about it Miss Isles. Its ok. I was just 5minutes away anyway. I think I know the library you mean''

''Thank you. I am at the computer upstairs in the 'silent area'''

''ok. I will be there in a bit''.

Her letter of resignation was next on the to-do list. After that was completed she then opened another page and proceeded to book her one way ticket to New Zealand. And on the other page she booked a two week stay at one of the hotels in the far country side. She didn't care which part of the country she was going to on arrival. She figured during the two weeks she would have enough time to look and ask around and eventually find the most suitable place to settle. With both pages on standby awaiting payment, she remembered to notify her attorney.

Mr S. Perkins

This is obviously coming out of the blue, with no notice whatsoever, my apologies. I need to have my house put on the market for sale. I am not too concerned with how much it should sell for, just do away with it at any reasonable price. When the sale has been finalized, give the money to Mrs Angela Rizzoli. Please, sell it when Angela is ready to leave, do not pressure or rush her. Ask her to collect whatever she likes from the house and get rid of the rest. I will leave my car parked at the Marriot Hotel route 16 today. Keys will be at the front desk. Take it to Angela as well. When she has settled you may cancel the insurance in my name. All my accounts will be cancelled with the exception of the Bank of America one, where all my standing orders are taken. I will only be contacted via email henceforth. I will send you the new email I will be using. Thank you.

Maura Isles

The house held too many memories and she knew neither her nor Angela would have any interest in ever being there again. It was just too painful. And the money was so Angela could find somewhere to start anew. Maria then arrived and with the other woman's card she made her purchases. She handed a very concerned looking Maria $4000 to cover said purchases, inconvenience and her cleaning help. Maria took her cue to leave, without asking any questions. Her employer stressed the fact that she should not speak of this to anyone, and the woman was nothing if not obedient.

Her flight wasn't till 11pm and she had absolutely nothing to pack when she got back to her hotel room. The most she had planned was making it out of the country, after which she would be faced with her…..future? With nothing else to do, she steeled herself to leave a couple of notes.

The first was to Korsak

Words will never suffice for how deeply sorry I am for what happened.

She took a long pause. She couldn't thank him for stopping her actions because she wished he hadn't. She couldn't write that though. She also couldn't really apologize for shooting the man. He had interfered and received a bullet not meant for him. She wanted to thank him for being the kind man he was, but the words felt useless given recent events. So she crumbled the piece of paper and instead wrote to Angela.

Angela

I would give anything to have had a mother like you. I can only hope the world gives you all you deserve. You are a wonderful woman Angela. I am sorry for the pain I have added on. During the time I should have stepped up and been there for you, like you always were for me, I ran. I didn't just run. I stirred more hurt, and then ran when I couldn't clean that up.

We have been faced with the highest degree of cruelty the world contains. You will never understand why I wanted to do what I almost did, and I could never ask your forgiveness. Your daughter, she was the best person on earth. I don't know how I am going to make it without her. I am not strong enough, I never will be.

Thank you, for raising a person like Jane. She only learnt from the best – you. And I want you to know she was loved, beyond words. She would have wanted me to be there for you, but I cannot do it Angela. I am so sorry. The love your daughter had for me, I don't deserve it. What she would have done if she was in my shoes, I can not.

I loved her, I love her so much. I always will. ALWAYS. Sorry I have to leave this way. Sorry for what I did to Korsak. Sorry for what I wanted to do to myself…sorry for everything. Please, take the money from the house sale and the car and anything or everything from the house. I hope you get yourself somewhere nice to stay. I love you Angela Rizzoli, I honestly do.

Maura

There was no point in sitting about in the hotel room, she wanted to go already. The still pained doctor took a fast shower and changed back into her previous attire. The enveloped note to Angela and car keys was left at the front desk with instructions for Mr Perkins to deliver to Angela.

That left her settling into a cab to Logan airport. With two hours to kill before check in, she strolled into one of the shops at the airport and picked up some much needed essentials and small suitcase to put them in. 2 pairs of jeans, 2 t-shirts, a sweater, toiletries, and a pair of converse. That would do for the time being. Uncharacteristically the items were shoved into her newly acquired case and she was now seated at the boarding gates. She was actually doing this. No going back. Those were the last breaths of American air she would ever breathe. It finally hit her like a ton of bricks. A few seconds was all that had prevented her from lying in the cold fridge instead of sitting at an airport bench. She didn't want to live. But after being stopped, and all those things Frankie had said to her, she didn't have to courage to attempt another early demise. So she was going to a new continent to start a new life.

Meanwhile, Jane was starting to gain consciousness...

AN : I have never asked for reviews, but I would just kindly ask this one time if you guys could give some feedback. just so I know if I am taking a desirable path. thanks