They got in their separate cars and rode back to the precinct. When they got there Jane went straight to Cavanaugh's office and knocked on the partially opened door. "Cavanaugh?" She called. "Come in Rizzoli. What can I do for you?"

"Uhm, I'm not feeling too good today and I was wondering if I could take the rest of the day off?" Looking at her watch she added, "and it's almost 4:30 and I get off at 6:00."

"You're asking for the day off, I thought I'd never hear those words leave your mouth. You know it's not really a day off if you have less than two hours left? But you can leave, I'll have Korsak call you if there's a homicide."

Jane thanked him and walked out of his office closing the door. She really did look physically ill on the outside but truthfully she was mentally sick with worry. Worrying about what Maura would think about her dating another woman. Worrying about her Ma. Her brothers. Frankie was the most she was worried about, he looked up to her, and if she shamed her family by being with a woman, she don't know what she'd do if he stopped believing in her. What if a woman is what she was needing, what if she met a woman that she fell in love with, and she was truly happy. Could she, or would she sacrifice her happiness to please her family or would she stay happy and live with the loss of her family. She began to think about what Maura said about Takotsubo Myocardium and how that could possibly happen to her if this blew up in her face. Vulnerability was not in Jane's vocabulary nor did she like to feel so open and exposed, it made her feel weak.

Before she could fully make it out of the precinct she was spotted by Maura who began walking towards her with all her poise and sophisticated-ness. Was that even a word? "Jane you look terrible. Is everything alright?" She groaned and shoved her hands in her dress pants and sarcastically responded, "Gee thanks Maura for the compliment, you look great too."

"I'm just trying to help I'm sorry, Jane. I didn't mean to offend you, but you've been acting strange. You ran out of the morgue so fast this evening I thought I did something wrong?" Maura's face was a painting of hurt, and Jane hated to see her in pain especially caused by her. "No, I'm fine, Maur, just a little tired. You didn't do anything wrong. And I'm sorry I'm being kinda distant today, I don't mean to take it out on you." She slipped her hands out of her pockets and pulled her best friend into a tight and warm hug. Maura gratefully accepted the hug and spoke into the space between Jane's shoulder and chest, "Ok. You'd tell me if I did anything to hurt you wouldn't you?"

"Yes I would and don't worry you could never hurt me intentionally. Now get back to work." Leaning back she smiled and released her friend and began to walk away calling over her shoulder, "I'll text you later, Maur."

Later on the night Jane sat on the couch in her black boy shorts and tank top, drinking her fifth beer of the night. And Ma said drinking away the sorrows wouldn't work. She snorted. Picking up her laptop and opening up to her email she got the password to her profile and after a while of unsuccessful login attempts, due to dizziness and blurred vision, she finally got in to her account with . Upon looking at the screen she noticed a little red envelope at the top of the screen that read "63 unread messages". I should start more recently since some of these are from a couple of months ago. She began clicking on a few starting in the middle of the list and working her way up. As she got through about twenty of them she realized that most of them were from horny women in there mid twenties and some from older women around the age of 50 and she wasn't into older women. Come to think of it Jane didn't really know what she liked. She came across a few good messages from women close to her age but they all lived hours away. Long distance relationships were something she didn't get, that's part of the reason she broke it off with Casey. These women weren't 6000 miles away but anything more than a 30 minute drive away from where Jane was comfortable with was a no.

The end of the messages were near and she considered this the last one she would open. Looking at the clock she read 12:47 and decided, Yeah this is the last one for tonight. The username read Amanda77. Jane opened the email and started to read...

Hey, your profile picture caught my eye. You're very beautiful but I'm pretty sure you've heard that a lot. My names Amanda and I thought we had a lot in common, we both live in Boston, our ages are a year apart, and we love the Red Sox. If you're interested, I would like to hear back from you soon.

P.s. if you'd like to meet in person I know a place in town called Joe's American Grill.

Jane read and retread the message over and over again. The woman really was beautiful, Jane couldn't deny that and the best part was she lived in Boston. Jane hurriedly replied,

Hey Amanda, nice to get a message from someone my age and they haven't messaged me to hook up so I can use my handcuffs on them hahaha. And thank you for the compliment, you're gorgeous yourself. This is my first time using a dating website so forgive me if I'm doing this wrong. But anyways I'm not ready to meet you, yet, but I would love to continue our conversation if that's ok?

P.s. I'm glad you messaged me :)

She sent the message, exited the screen, and closed the laptop and sat it back on the table in front of her. Groggily Jane got up and carried all the empty bottles to the kitchen and sat them on the counter. She slowly descended to her bedroom. Going over to her dresser she picked up her phone and noticed she had two missed calls and three text messages from Maura. One read, "Hi Jane, you said you would text me but you didn't and I don't mean to sound persistent but I'm worried about you." Another read, "Just making sure you're feeling ok. Text me if you want me to come over." And the third one was pretty much the same thing. Oh shit, I was supposed to text her when I got home. She knew it was late but she began to reply anyways. Better late than never, right?

"Hey sorry, I totally forgot. Don't be mad. Goodnight Maur, I promise I'll text you in the morning." The message read. Closing her phone after she sent the message she placed the phone on the night stand next to the lamp and drifted to sleep.