Married. Jane was getting married. Faith pressed her head against the cold window, trying to hold in her tears. She had been crying for long enough as it was, she could stop now. But Jane was getting married. She had just made a fool out of herself, how would she be able to stay with the detective? She was so... Embarrassed. And she couldn't stop crying.

"I'm sorry." Just a whisper. She turned her head, trying to find the words that she wanted to say, to find the voice to shout with. "Faith, I really am."

"No you aren't." Jane sighed.

"No, Faith, I'm not. I just... I don't know what to say." She turned towards the other woman, tryingto keep herself in check, to not let her emotions run her for a loop. "Help me out, Faith. What can I say to you to make it... Okay again. Not better, but okay, at least. I don't want to fight with you."

"Don't say anything, Jane. Just leave me be." She turned back to the window, and Jane all but growled, parking the car and turning it off. The blonde got up, heading towards the house, followed quickly by the detective.

"Give me a chance, Faith. I still... I do like you, Faith. More than you could imagine, more than I should." Faith spun, tilting her head to the side.

"Tell me about him." She narrowed glassy hazel eyes. "Right now. All of it."

"About.. who, him?" The detective asked, pausing mid- argument due to confusion.

"If I'm being passed over for someone else, I want to know who." She shook her head. "He's probably rich, knows who he is. Probably handsome."

"Faith-"

"I wonder what his name is, it's probably-"

"Maura Isles." The onslaught of words stopped abruptly,the blonde turning from where she stood, at the base of the stairs. "Yea, Faith. That's the name. Her name."

"Jane, I-"

"You didn't realize. I realize that. Do you know what happened to her? No, stupid question. Of course you don't." She rana hand through her hair, tossing the dark locks back from her face. "She was everything to me, Faith. Absolutely everything. She was this brilliant doctor, the best partner I could have ever asked for, my whole life. I promised her something. Do you know what I said to her? I told her, 'Maura, I will always keep you safe. I will make sure that you are always protected.' Faith, I got called in. I left her here, in this house, in that room!" She pointed to the only room that the blonde had yet to be in. "And do you know what happened to her? They took her from me. One of those traders, they took her, they raped her, and then they sold her. To get to me. To destroy me. And it worked, Faith. I was a disaster." She pulled out her gun, dropping it on the counter in front of her. "Held that up to my head, and its thanks to Nat and Frost that I'm even still here! I listened to them, and I made myself who I had to be, and I tried to find her. Because I knew, I absolutely knew, that if she turned up on Natasha's table, it would be over. Now? What else do I have to lose, Faith?" She shook her head, holding her arms up. "I've given up. I have nothing to lose anymore, because I've already lost all there is for me to lose." She finished, turning to walk right back out the front door. Faith was still in shock for a moment, when she heard tires squealing on pavement. She ran towards the door, bracing one hand on the frame of the door.

"Shit!" She cried out, turning back towards the clock. Almost midnight. She wouldn't wake Angela at this time of night, that was rude. And she wouldn't even know where to follow Jane, if she could. "God damn it, I need something, a clue, or-" The book. "Duh. You're being really intellectually inadequate, aren't you." She whispered, shaking her blonde hair away from he face. "That damn book, why didn't I..." She pulled it out of her purse, shutting her eyes tightly as she opened the volume. She needed something to go off of, perching on the edge of the couch. "Alright, Faith. You can do this." She whispered to herself. She needed whatever she could get, and this was it right now. She would have to make it work.

Jane turned into the parking spot she had vacated only a few hours before. Not even, it was only an hour or so. She all but ran towards the tree, stopping short at the base of it. She couldn't stop the tears that fell, and she didn't really want to. Her phone went off, and she tossed it off to the side, still ringing. She could't care less about what they wanted to say to her, especially not right now. She didn't keep track of the time, didn't know anything. At one point, she looked for her gun, remembering how it had gotten thrown to the side onto her counter, Maura's counter. She dropped her head into her arms, tears continueing full- force. A hand rested against her back, and someone crouched beside her.

"Hey Jane." The voice whispered. "Thought we would find you here again." Jane shivered, unable to talk at all, unable to form the thought to tell them what happened.

"Hey, we're here, all of us. We're here again." Nat stated, red hair glinting with fire light from candles. "Talk to us, Mama." Frost's arm slid around her form, and she wrapped her arms around him.

"Why, Frost." She choked out. "Why can't she remember, Frost?"

"I don't know, Jane. I don't know." He slid an arm beneath her knees, lifting her. "But we have work to do, sweetheart, and that means you have to get cleaned up and angry."

"I... I don't have my gun, Frost." There was a recognisable clicking from the direction of Natasha.

"Well, I'm wire tapping tonight." Nat smirked, holding up a dress box with her own registered pistol hanging from one finger. "So I suppose its a good thing I brought mine."

Okay, so I just realized its Tuesday... 3-09 airs tonight! WOO HOO! (I know i said 3-09 earllier, but i meant 3-08 and am too lazy tp change it). But since I just realized its Tuesday, I realize that this story? Probably going to be finished on an R&I day... Which is awesome. Although I am normally off on Tuesdays, which doesn't explain why nothing else has been updated all week... Oh wait, my internet was broken! Right, forgot about that. Right, gunna keep typing something interesting, and watch Bones and Rizzoli and Isles respectively.

"Did someone just drop a raisin into some milk?"

~SnapTobiume

FTR- I just offered to pay my sister to share her bacon chocolate with me.