I was looking through the comments from DoJ and noted a couple of things. First Z, just because you asked, a set up for a Cameo to explain Sasha Alexander's different works. Got one planned for Angie Harmon's work too.
Thanks for Betaing for me and as always anyone is welcome to throw some creative suggestions.
MJ, M. I hope you get to follow along. I miss you guys.
Three months later.
The usual quiet inside the condo that sat on the 18th floor of Tamaro Towers was broken by a loud curse coming from the master bathroom. It was quickly followed by a chiding but affectionate tone of a woman's voice.
"Language, Jane."
Detective Jane Rizzoli looked into the bathroom mirror at the sexiest woman she had ever seen and smirked knowingly, "As I recall, you said a few choice words last night."
Maura Isles blushed a lovely shade of peach at her girlfriend's statement, "I don't remember using such language."
It was a stretch of the truth and they both knew it. The tall brunette spun around and pulled the loose collar of Maura's shirt down revealing her ample cleavage. Jane's eyes grew smoky at the sight but she wasn't focused on the large breasts she had uncovered. She was looking at the skin complexion of Maura's chest because her girlfriend had a tendency to break out in hives whenever she lied.
"While you're down there…" She said playfully as she shook her shoulders.
Jane's chocolate colored eyes met hers. Her hazel green eyes with small flecks of gold sparkled at the knowledge of last night and the heated look said that she was ready for a whole new session of lovemaking.
Jane smiled and placed a tender kiss to her collarbone before letting go of the shirt. "I can't be late again, baby, otherwise I would."
Regretfully, she turned around in their comfortably sized bathroom as Maura continued to try to run a thick bristled brush through her lover's mane of unruly curls. The tangled mess of jet black hair was the reason Jane had cursed and Maura sighed as she caught another gigantic knot in the brush.
Jane cringed as she bit back the expletive that had tried to leap from her lips, then smiled and held up her pick comb. "I told you it wouldn't work so you know what that means."
Maura sighed loudly and placed the brush on the counter before she took the comb in hand. Quickly she removed the knot and ran the comb through Jane's hair. "Yes dear, I know. But I will find one that works for you."
Jane smirked, "The only one is in your hand and believe me, I've tried them all but you still have to keep your promise."
Maura sighed again and nodded, "I will, I promise."
Jane's iPhone rang with Halestorm's Daughters of Darkness. She pressed the button to answer it on speakerphone as Maura continued to brush her lover's hair.
"Hey, partner." She said loudly.
"Morning, Jane." The voice came over grumpily.
"Good morning, Kate." Maura said cheerfully.
"Hi Maura," She grumbled.
Jane looked into the mirror at her love and back to the phone, "You okay?"
"Nope. You mind bringing coffee in today? I got called in early."
Jane scowled, "Don't they usually call both partners in?"
"You had plans last night." She griped, "And I can tell by your voice that it was… busy. I told dispatch not to call you so you could get some sleep."
On one hand Jane was grateful that Kate had let her sleep but on the other, they were partners. Her place was at Kate's side on the job. "Well I appreciate the thought sweetie but you should have called."
"And what were you doing at four thirty this morning?"
"Sleeping," She scoffed.
"And what time did you stop making love to your beautiful girlfriend and actually go to sleep?"
Maura blushed as Jane groaned, "Really?"
"Yes, really. I've dated enough Italians to know about Italian libidos so what time?"
She sighed, "about one thirty."
She heard a laugh on the phone, "Maura?"
"Yes, Kate?" She said as she finished with Jane's messy hair and turned her attention to her own mass of honey blonde.
"Your girlfriend is short changing you. Before she dried up , she used to stay up drinking with me until at least three in the morning."
Maura got a bright smile as she brushed her hair into the more sedate curls Jane loved. "Really?" she looked at Jane and bit her lip. "I think she and I are going to have to talk about overtime to make up for the lost earnings."
"Oh god," She groaned sarcastically. "Why did I ever let you two hang out?"
"Because you love us both?" Kate said with a giggle. "Now about that coffee,"
"Awe c'mon Kate." She whined, "I was going to ride in today."
"Jane I know you're going stir crazy thinking about riding your Christmas present but if you bring your car today and it has coffee in it with my name on it, I'll ride in with you tomorrow."
Jane was referring to the black Harley Davidson Fat Boy Kate had bought her for Christmas so she could ride with her partner and best friend. She had initially refused because of the amount of money she knew Kate had spent on her but Kate had been convincing in her persuasion of Jane to keep it and after a minute on that bike, Jane knew that she'd never give it up any more than she could give up the curvy blonde who was standing behind her or the woman who was currently on the phone.
She growled, "I swear you think I'm the one you're sleeping with instead of Rick."
Maura covered her mouth to keep from laughing. She enjoyed the banter between the partners. Kate had taken Jane in when she needed it the most, during their yearlong separation. Kate had not disappointed and had loved and cared for Jane as if they were sisters. Kate had been one of the first to accept Maura back into Jane's life. In addition, Kate had gone out of her way to befriend Maura and supported them as a couple.
"Honey, you're not equipped for that and no offense but toys can't replace the real thing."
"Sweetie, I've had the real thing and you can keep every last one of them and the toys, too."
Maura couldn't stop herself, she had to join the fun; "At least you two agree on something."
Kate laughed her voice echoing around the room joined a second later by Jane. "That was really funny baby." She said between giggles.
"Oh wow, you really have come a long way since the first time I met you." Kate added. "Please send the future mother of your child with coffee or I might die."
Maura shook her head, her honey blonde hair swayed gently around her. "Actually you can't die from a lack of coffee but I will send her with some of my herbal energy blend."
"Oh thank you, at least one of you has a heart." Kate said and disconnected.
"Hey!" Jane shouted but to no avail; Kate was gone. She looked at Maura. "Oh how wonderful it is for my partner and my lover to get along so well…" It was false indignation.
Maura reached out and took Jane by the hips as she pulled their stomachs together. "Jane, you shouldn't be jealous. Kate is just like you. She's hard not to love. The only real difference is that she's straight and you are mine."
Jane slid her arms around the shorter woman and kissed her quickly, "That's right and don't you forget it." She spoke again between kisses. "I'm glad" kiss "you know" kiss "my place."
Maura leaned back, "You're glad I know your place?"
She smiled and her dimples showed, "Lo non potrei vivere senza di ti." (I couldn't live without you.)
Her heart fluttered and she responded in kind, "Et je ne peux pas vivre sans toi." (And I can't live without you.)
Although she didn't speak Italian, Maura was learning from Jane and her lover had said those words enough that Maura had committed them to memory. It was something they had done shortly after they returned to NYC. Jane had taken Maura to Bella Roma for a romantic dinner and Jane had spoken with the owner, Guido Amendola, in Italian and Maura had confessed that she loved to hear the words coming out of her. Jane smiled and told her that she liked hearing Maura speak in French even though she didn't understand a word of it.
Maura had insisted that when they do have children that Jane had to teach them Italian.
"You need to change Jane." Maura said as she kissed her lover again, "I'll go make Kate's coffee."
Jane looked down to see her leather riding pants and her NYPD turtleneck. "Yeah, I wouldn't want to spoil my look."
Maura shook her shoulders again, "Just make sure you put the pants back on tonight." She winked and caressed her lover's strong jaw before heading out to the kitchen.
Jane shivered at the touch. Her heart racing as she sucked in a deep breath to steady herself. Only Maura had that unique ability to light her furnace at a mere touch and Jane was in awe of it. She groaned as she walked into the bedroom to change. What I wouldn't give to have just one more hour at home. Not that an hour would be enough.
NYPD, 12thPrecinct
Detective Sergeant Katherine Beckett sat at her desk flipping through crime scene photos the CSU had taken earlier that morning. She cursed again as she looked at her empty cup of coffee and cursed as she remembered that Esposito had failed to bring in coffee for the espresso machine in the break room last week. She also cursed the box of coffee she had forgotten on the kitchen counter this morning. It was going to be one of those days.
A slim hand appeared in her vision and she knew it well as it sat a steaming 24 ounce thermos cup in front of her. As the hand was removed from the cup, Kate caught a glimpse of the thin scar on the back of the hand, a scar she knew ran all the way through the hand to the palm. She also knew the other hand that was pressed on her shoulder had a matching set as did the woman's neck.
She didn't even bother to check the hot contents because her partner knew how she took her coffee. The biting taste of her girlfriend Maura's herbal coffee helped her force her eyes open as she took in a large sip of the exotic beverage.
She looked up to see her partner plop down at her own desk with that satisfied smile, the same kind of smile that she herself had gone to bed with last night courtesy of her boyfriend. Jane's smile was becoming quite common since she had reunited with her one time best friend and they finally confessed their feelings. Kate had to admit that love looked very good on Jane and she hoped that she looked like that half as much as her partner.
Jane sighed contently as she sipped at her coffee and booted up her computer. She pulled up the NYPD duty roster and logged herself in and on duty. Immediately her court notifications popped up on screen.
"Ugh, I hate this new system." She grumbled. "Every time I log in I get spammed from court."
"I'm the same way." Kate said as she sipped more coffee. "It's because we're so successful."
"No." Jane shook her head, "It's because of our transfers. Gates wants all of our cases convicted before we go."
"Well. There's that too." Kate said in agreement. "Can't blame her but it's not like Boston is all that far away and Cavanaugh already said that we could come back here on court cases whenever they came up."
"Yeah but you know Gates," Jane said. "She never liked me and ever since we put in for transfer she's made it hard on me."
"On us, Jane." Kate corrected, "Believe me, it's been no smooth ride over here either."
"No matter what we say, she's always going to think I came here to take you away."
Kate sighed heavily and nodded, "Three months and she still hasn't come down from that one."
Jane looked at her partner, "What's she going to say when she finds out you told dispatch not to call me."
"I'm sure I got us sent back to Madison Square Garden, patrolling some event in full uniform again."
"That's cool," She said with a smirk, "We got to meet Godsmack last time."
Kate shook her head in disbelief, "I can't believe they recognized you from the shooting a couple of years ago."
Jane scoffed, "Hey, putting a hole in yourself, although the stupidest thing I've done to date, does generate a lot of press. Besides, those guys are from Boston so it makes sense. I'm hoping the next concert is Avenged Sevenfold or Breaking Benjamin or something."
"I'd rather see Pink, or Adele, or something like that." Kate said.
Jane rolled her eyes, "We'll compromise, Lacuna Coil or Evanescence."
Kate nodded, "Deal, unless it's Halestorm. Even though it's not my kind of music I have to admit they're good."
"Watch, we get sent to the LGBT parade or something." Jane groaned.
Kate laughed hard, "Captain Gates isn't going to let you stand within ten miles of that parade."
Jane's pocket erupted with music which was odd because her phone was programmed to switch to the work profile automatically at 8:00 am. Kate stared as Jane pulled it out of her pocket.
Jane couldn't answer as she heard the lyrics pouring from the iPhone speaker while an image of her was frozen on the screen.
"Girl you got me forever,
It couldn't be any better.
And I promise to,
Grow old with you.
I hope you always remember,
How we got together,
And how it felt the first time.
I know I never was your first in the past,
But I swear I'll be your best and your last. Baby…"
The phone silenced and went to voicemail. Jane stared incredulously.
"New ringtone?" Kate asked.
Jane didn't answer as she called herself.
It rang and Maura answered, "Jane, honey, you took my phone to work."
"Um, yeah, I kinda figured that out when I heard Hinder."
"Did you like it?" She asked and Jane could hear the hopefulness in her voice.
"Yeah, baby, I loved it." She said truthfully, "I didn't know you still listened to that kind of music."
"It's not like it was when I came back and you were gone, but I still miss you when you're not , "So you downloaded a ringtone just for me?"
"Actually I captured it from the album. It should still be in my iTunes so feel free to use it if you'd like."
"Okay. I'll try to swing by today to swap phones with you."
"Okay but it's no rush, Jane." She said with an understanding tone. "But I know that you need your phone for work."
She nodded even though she knew Maura couldn't see it, "I love you, baby."
"I love you, Jane." She replied, "And should Dr. Nelson calls, tell him whatever you wish."
Dr. Gregory Nelson was a Neurologist at the Hospital where Icahn was located. A supposed Casanova who had his eyes set on Maura since he first met her and despite her continuous repetition that she was involved, he still attempted to pursue her. His unending attempts to bed Maura were the reason Jane wanted to show him the business ends of her two 7 Million watt stun batons at the same time.
"He's a piss ant and I'm going to taze him in the balls if he comes near you again?" She said hopefully.
"Language, Jane." She chided, "And yes, if you wish."
Jane smiled, "You want me to watch my language but I can cuss out Nelson?"
"You may if you'd like but I would prefer you not to cuss in front of me, honey."
Her grin became a spotlight of joy that shined so brightly, Kate couldn't look anymore.
She groaned and tried to focus on the crime scene photos as she endured another five minute mushy fest from her partner before she called dispatch and updated Jane's phone status.
As soon as Jane hung up Kate glared at her, "For the tough bitch from Boston, you sure are a softy."
Jane grinned as she sat down in Rick's chair and eyed the photos, "Only for her."
Kate shook her head.
"Hey, I've seen you go all mushy for Castle too."
"Never in the office and never on the phone," she defended.
Jane's phone rang then and she stood up to answer it. "Homicide, Rizzoli." The cord stretched over Kate's desk and she again glared at her partner.
"Oh yeah, I remember you." she said, "Yeah, you wanted some files on a murder during Fleet week in 2011." She walked around the desks and sat in her own chair and logged in to her computer, "Yeah, what's the name?"
She typed it in and pulled up the case number, "Mickey, jeez, you know me better than that. No I came over here just over a year ago… It was a good move but I'm going back to Boston in June… Okay I got it here, 323-121-67539-12H. Location…" she rummaged through a stack of files, "Actually I have it right here."
Jane flipped the file open and scanned through page after page, "No, that's not in here. No Martins mentioned at all… Well if you want the file, send someone up here and I'll have them sign it out. Okay. If you need something else, I'll be here until 6 but in case I'm out while you're… okay ready?" Jane rattled off Kate's cell number, "That's my partner's number. No I just forgot it at home. It happens to the best of us. Okay, Mickey, I'll see ya then." She hung up.
"Anything I should know?" Kate asked.
"Yeah, answer the phone for a Virginia number." She said, "I got a Fed coming over for a file."
She closed it and stuck it in her hold bin before shuffling through her incoming and outgoing bins. "Ugh." She said as she looked up the forensics on the case she just tabled. "I'm going to have to have Lanie run copies of the autopsy for this guy."
Kate stared at her clearly surprised at Jane's cooperativeness. "You never work with Feds out if you can help it."
She shrugged, "I've lent files to Agent Mickey a few times over the years and my files always come back complete with their reports added to them and they usually come back closed with an air tight conviction and it never takes them long to do it."
"So that case?" She pointed at the file with a flick of her hand.
"Is seven years old and I haven't gotten even a whiff of a lead. If Mickey's people can turn something up, all the better. Even if it doesn't have what he's looking for, he'll turn up something and include it in the file. He's got his own Forensics and Medical Examiner so trust me, he'll pull up something."
Kate shook her head, "How did you meet this guy?"
"Actually, I never have." She said as she typed up the request for Lanie, "He called up requesting a few files on a murder a few years back and Cavanaugh ordered me to release them. They came back a few weeks later clean and a few things added that strengthened our case so we checked it out and even though we would have had the conviction anyway, they took away any possible legal defense. I was impressed enough that the next time I just sent him the file and it came back with a federal conviction about a month later. Since then, I just let him have what he wants."
"I can't believe you're giving an EZ Pass to a Fed for nothing." Kate shook her head, "That's going to bite you in the ass one day."
"Not with this guy." She scoffed, "Anyway what about this morning's case?"
"Another Blood Rose killing."
Jane fell silent at the name as Kate filled her in on the homicide and sent the images over to her computer. Jane flipped through them and a new theory started to form in her head. She waited for Kate to finish and they started bouncing the theory around while they compiled the list of witnesses. Kate stared into her now empty cup.
"We're out of coffee and I need more." She said in a low voice.
Jane smiled as she pulled a drawer out on her desk. She looked around and hit the release so the drawer came out completely. She reached into the empty desk area and pulled out two packets, one of Kate's favorites and one of her own. She tossed them on the desk and replaced the drawer quickly.
Kate stared at her, "Really, you're holding out on me?"
"Not really." She said with a grin, "If I was holding out on you, I wouldn't have that Mocha stuff you like so much."
Kate smiled and snatched the packets off the desk and almost ran to the Espresso maker, Jane right on her heels.
So you started squirrelling away coffee when exactly?"
"It's something I used to do at BPD before I started drinking instant. Since Rick and Frost got me hooked on that Keureg, I can't stand the stuff so I started hiding it again for times like this."
Kate nodded solemnly at the mention of Jane's last partner at BPD. Frost had been a good cop and a great friend to Jane but he was killed by a drunk driver in Boston last Christmas. Jane hadn't taken his death well and Rick had told her that Barry had helped him pick out the coffeemaker. Jane had treasured it ever since because every cup reminded her of her friend and the last thing Jane ever wanted to forget was how much she missed Detective Barry Frost.
As the machine poured out the hot steamy liquid, she inhaled the aroma deeply. Out of habit she glanced around for Rick to jump out at her but all she found was Jane standing next to her. She too had placed her cup on the machine and was waiting for her own cup to be filled. Kate sighed as she tentatively sipped the rich brew. This was what heaven must feel like.
Jane picked up her cup and followed Kate back to their desks. Kate sat down and sipped heavily at the hot deliciousness as she looked up to see that she had a new Email. She clicked it open to reveal the words of her friend Dr. Lanie Parrish, her assigned Medical Examiner.
CSU did the initial blood test on the flower, Type A blood. Your victim is AB Neg. Estimating age of the blood sample as being only a few days old but the rose hasn't been cut more than a few days ago. Blood saturation on the pedals indicates heavy loss. I got the report on the second rose, DNA not on file, same as the first. Samples have already been sent to CODIS but with the fresh sample, I'd say you've got another body out there somewhere.
"Lanie thinks we're missing a body." Kate said.
Jane got up and read the email and then the crime scene photos. She pointed at a shot of the whole room, "There's not enough blood here for two vics. Even with the arterial spray on the walls there's not enough."
"Yeah, so we're looking for a second body at a second scene." Kate pulled up as much as she could on the victim, "Joyce Amber Schmitt, age 38, single. DMV says she's a banker at First of Manhattan on 5th Ave."
Jane leaned over her shoulder. "No husband, no children. No known criminal information beyond a parking ticket on her block."
Kate tapped the screen, "No sign of her owning a car."
Jane headed back to her desk and keyed up the file on the ticket. "Meter enforcement was going to tow an '06 Civic registered to First of Manhattan. She came out and waved off the truck and took the citation in her name before moving the car."
"Company car," Kate said almost to herself, "Run the plate number."
Jane pulled it and looked it over. "Yeah, there are a lot of tickets here for parking. Morning Joe's coffee house mainly, but a few in front of some local businesses. All pretty much in line with her home address and work."
Jane tapped her pen against her lip, "I'm going to run the EZ Pass."
She tapped in a few keys and nodded, "Several runs out to Albany and back over the George Washington Bridge and the Thru-way, spanning about three months apart." She scrolled down and sighed, "Nothing else but it gives us something to talk about when we go interview her co-workers."
Kate shook her head, "There is something else. She had a cash receipt in her purse for a toll out of Newark. She's been down the Jersey Turnpike in a compact. "
"It's not here. No tolls to or from Jersey." Jane looked up, "So she what, pulls her EZ Pass out of the window? Those transponder things are sensitive enough to pick up a pass in the trunk."
"Unless she left it at home," Kate agreed. "I think we should head back to the crime scene, let you get a feel for it."
Jane jerked her coat off the back of her chair as she got up and slipped it on, Kate did the same. They checked their weapons and picked up their coffee and headed towards the elevator. As it came up the doors parted revealing Kevin Ryan and Javier Esposito. Kate held a hand up to stop them from leaving and they boarded and pushed the button for the parking deck.
"Heads up," She said, "We caught a Homicide this morning that may be a double and Iron Gates is going to be in a really bad mood when she finds out I let Jane sleep in."
Kevin ran a hand through his short brown hair, "Jeez, Beckett. Can't you at least give us a day or two before you piss off the Captain?"
Javi shook his head, "Relax, bro. Cap's going to be pissed at Beckett and Rizzoli and every time they do that, we come out looking better and better."
Jane scoffed at them, "Thanks for cashing in on my pain, Javi. Really appreciate that."
He smiled, "Better your pain than mine. Besides, you've been getting cranky the last few days so I figured it was about time you took Dr. Isles out on the town."
"Yeah," Ryan added, "Looked like it worked."
Jane glared at the younger detective and he took a step back. "And you would know this, how?"
He gulped as Esposito put a hand between them. "He knows because he and I covered your OT last night and Beckett covered you this morning. We're a team, remember."
A light twinkle manifested in her dark eyes as she grinned at Ryan. He was both unnerved and relieved.
"Well that was very nice of you but how about next time you just tell me instead of working it all around me."
Javi smiled, "Because we know you. You wouldn't accept the help because you'd see it as charity."
She looked back at Kate, "My own partner, setting me up for special treatment."
Kate stared back, "You needed the break and it wasn't much of an imposition. Besides, Maura called and wondered about our cases since you've been," she looked at Javi with a teasing smile, "How did she put it?"
He smiled again, "'Jane has been so… aggressive… lately.'"
Jane's cheeks turned a bright shade of red. She'd been frustrated that she hadn't gotten to spend as much time with Maura as she had wanted and although she'd thought she was keeping it under wraps, apparently she failed.
"So when did you talk to Maura about this?" She said trying to cover her obvious dismay, "And what hospital are you going to, so I know where to send flowers after I put you in traction."
Javi grinned, "Relax Jane. Maura was talking to Kate on the phone and I just happened to overhear them."
Ryan changed the subject for his partner, "So where are you off to?"
"Back out to the scene so Jane can get her perspective on it." Kate said, "Then off to the bank to interview the victim's co-workers."
"Actually I'd like to go back to this whole 'Jane needs to get laid' thing." Jane snarled. "Of all the things you guys know about me, that my sex life is private is one of the highest on that list." She eyed each of them but settled on Kate.
I know you're embarrassed but let's do this later, it was in Kate's eyes.
"Kate!" She barked.
"I said later." She replied verbally.
Javi and Kevin exchanged a look and Ryan took another step away from Jane.
"They're doing that psychic thing again." Javi said with a chuckle.
"You think it's funny but it creeps me out." Ryan replied.
Jane glared daggers and Javi laughed, "She gives you the creeps, admit it."
"Just when they talk without talking," But Jane knew better.
The elevator dinged and the doors opened. Jane tapped her foot; impatiently waiting for Kate to exit first but her partner knew her too well, "Jane. Out."
She snarled lightly and walked out onto the parking deck and again tapped her foot.
"Oh, and you boys better not forget the coffee again." Kate said as she stepped out, "or I'll turn a blind eye to Jane as she plots her revenge." The smirk on Jane's face said that her point had been made as the elevator closed.
Jane's angry face disintegrated in abject horror, "Jeez, you guys talk about my sex life!"
Kate walked towards Jane's car. "Not with them. But Maura and I do talk from time to time."
"Apparently about me and my sex life with her." Jane fobbed the car open and Kate sat down in the passenger seat.
She waited for Jane to join her before defending herself. "Jane, Maura and I are the girlfriends so yes, we talk about our other halves but I can honestly say that I've never heard any one talk so affectionately about anyone like when Maura talks about you."
Jane started the car and backed out of the space before heading to the exit. She wanted to be comforted by Kate's words but it wasn't something that came naturally to her. Even now, after all they've been through together, Jane still kept some things back and there were other things she'd only share without words.
Even Maura didn't have the whole picture of Jane Rizzoli although Jane was only hiding two things and she planned on telling them both to Maura soon. Kate would be there to help Jane explain her other side if she wanted but her nightmares, she didn't even want to share them with Maura but she had made the promise not to hide anything from her love.
And Jane Rizzoli kept her promises.
"I like that you and Maura talk." She said quietly as she navigated the New York traffic. "The three most important people in my life are friends and I like that."
"But sex is a taboo subject for you." Kate said in understanding.
"Yeah." she said as she whelped the siren at a taxi that came to close. He backed off and she continued. "Look at all that's happened to me, Kate. I grew up catholic. I hit puberty and I was ashamed that I was attracted to girls, not guys. I spent the next twenty years denying that because I thought my faith and my family were more important than my happiness. I've slept with men and just wanted to go home after because I didn't find what I thought I should have and I thought I was broken because of it. I was stalked by a deranged psycho who wanted to rape me, cut out my uterus, and slash my throat."
Kate took Jane's hand into hers, "I know, girl, but you know that you can trust me. I'll always be there and I'll fight till the end for you. 'My life for my partner's…'"
Jane nodded solemnly, "'…With no regrets', I know. But it's like that thing with your scar and all of mine. Neither of us likes to talk about them but we both know what they are and what they mean. But like Liv says, not all of our scars can be seen."
Kate nodded at their friend's words. Olivia Benson was for all appearances the tough as nails Sergeant in charge of the Special Victims Unit but Kate and Jane knew her better than anyone and they knew that Liv was slowly crumbling under the weight of her job and the uncertainty of her off again on again relationship. Like Kate and Jane both, Liv has had her share of on the job injuries such as the thin scar on her neck and the bullet to the thigh she took a few years ago but her deepest scars couldn't be seen. Jane had been the only one Liv had let in to see those scars but Kate knew it was because of Jane's hard existence. They were kindred in pain as she and Jane were in trust.
Jane nodded, "Speaking of Liv, I think she could use the break. Let's go kidnap her for lunch."
Kate smiled. "That's not thinking like a cop."
She shrugged, "Well, I am involved with Patty Doyle's daughter."
Kate nodded at Jane's joke, "That's irony and I can just see the headlines," in a mocking voice, "'Honored NYPD Detective Jane Rizzoli caught sleeping with Dr. Maura Isles, daughter of notorious Boston Mob Boss Patrick Doyle.' When did your life become a harlequin romance novel?"
"Birth," Jane snorted as she pulled up next to the Crime Scene van.
It's just going to be a cameo, no real link. As usual my LETO team will star in this with a few new and Original characters.