After he'd left her; after he'd watched the Police and Crime Scene Investigators start to try to piece together his artwork; after he'd watched the Medical Examiner start her inquiry into what had happened to his masterpiece, he spent the rest of the day making sure his project was going exactly to plan. He was pleased. Now alone in his attic he lies on his air bed and examines his walls. It has begun and he can barely contain his excitement.
Lilly, oh sweet Lilly; he focuses on her picture. Tall and slim with long dark hair and dark eyes. She was a spectacular prize and she'd begged for mercy as he held her in captivity. His plan required precision and his princesses were part of his elaborate plot to test her. The queen of the dead; famous for speaking for the dead; would not find a voice from his precious angels. No and while she's looking for answers he will continue to quench his thirst.
He moves his eyes to his next image. She's another tall slim beauty with long dark hair and eyes that are pools of ebony. She's working late tomorrow night. He will lure her and he will prepare her and then when all is in readiness he will take her; she will satisfy his urges and then she will be laid out in wait for the queen of dead. Dear sweet Maria, he can taste her already; she will not have any voice left when she takes her place in his elaborate adventure.
He scans the photographs of the other women who will play a role in his masterpiece. His eyes settle on the last. "Bitch" he spits. "Your time is coming and she won't be able to save you" he starts to laugh. He laughs harder as he touches himself. His laughter turns to tears when his satisfaction is complete. "See what you've done to me" he screams. "You will suffer for your sins and the queen of the dead will be helpless to do anything about it. Justice will be served!" The last thing he sees as he turns the off the light is a picture of Detective Jane Rizzoli.
Maura drives to the car park today and then goes straight to the morgue. She's hoping there will be new information on their Jane Doe. She'd listened to Jane's message last night and she was annoyed at her friend. Sure Maura had chosen not to call her as Jane had asked her to do, but she wasn't mad at Jane; she was… she was disappointed. Maura had chosen to relax in a long bath last night and Jane had rung both times before she'd gotten out. Just because Jane's impatient, it is not fair to assume she's mad.
It isn't long before Jane saunters into Maura's office, "hey Maura."
"Good morning Jane" Maura responds a little too formerly.
"So you are mad at me" Jane tries to gauge her friend.
Maura tries to be off-handed "why would I be mad at you?"
"Oh I don't know; could it be because of what I did yesterday" Jane has taken her stand, arms folded across her chest.
"How could it be that Jane when I don't know what you did yesterday?"
"Come on Maura talk to me" Jane pleads.
"I'm not the one keeping secrets Jane." Maura sighs in frustration "I'm not mad at you; I'm disappointed even a little hurt OK."
"I'm sorry; you're right to feel the way you do."
"So what's going on Jane?" Maura gives Jane her best 'this is one of those times you do as I say' looks.
Jane succumbs "Maura I'm not seeing him. He's a Doctor and I really did see him as a Doctor."
Maura raises an eyebrow "he's a dermatologist; you would have needed a referral to see him… as a doctor… and I'm usually the one writing you referrals."
Jane's now frustrated and wants to get out of this discussion; exasperated she makes up an explanation "Maura; OK, I have… I have a rash and…"
Maura stands and moves towards Jane with concern "Urticaria; where; let me see; are you OK?"
Jane backs away as Maura approaches. "It's private and yes I'm OK; now!" Jane explains in an escalated voice.
Maura stops and gives Jane a funny look. "Oh I'm sorry; you could have told me Jane. Urticaria on your private parts is usually very easy to treat."
"Maura stop it; I don't have a rash on my… you know what; let's get to what killed our Jane Doe. Can we do that?"
Maura wanders into her lab. She had her team bring the body in this morning and place it on one of her tables. Jane follows her. Maura sounds frustrated when she speaks. "I honestly have no idea Jane."
Jane's surprised "You have absolutely no idea?"
Maura just looks at her and shakes her head.
Jane starts to badger; in a funny way it makes Maura feel better. "You have no idea; come on Maura even when you have no idea; you usually have some sort of idea."
"I really don't Jane; I… I'm not sure."
"There you go; you're not sure of what Maura?"
"Jane the lack of any findings had me thinking it could be poisoning but I can honestly say I have found absolutely no evidence of it."
"Huh, so your gut's saying poisoning."
"Jane my gut is not saying anything; that's just it I really don't know what I'm dealing with yet."
"Alright, so what's your next step" Jane asks.
"Well I'm expecting DNA results today; hopefully a match to dental records and the results from the blood tests and the swabs taken from all her cavities."
"Hmm, so we wait." Jane leans back on one of Maura's empty tables. "So you don't like Dr. Hughes very much do you?"
Maura looks up from the body to Jane "Oh its Dr. Hughes now" she smiles "it was Jackson yesterday."
Jane smiles "he doesn't like me calling him Dr. Hughes."
"I don't really know him Jane but he has a reputation as a ladies' man."
Jane laughs. "That doesn't surprise me; he's very smooth; if you know what I mean."
Maura smiles inwardly as she listens. The world is right again, Jane's picked this guy for what he is.
"Oh and you should have seen his nurse, I'm sure she works as a stripper or something at nights" Jane continues.
Maura is suddenly serious as she moves closer to Jane "I want you to know I don't believe you about your Urticaria, I don't believe a rash would have kept you away from the crime scene yesterday."
"Maura" Jane interrupts.
"Let me finish. I understand that I'm not easy to have as a friend at times. I know I don't always understand the boundaries and I can be hard work. I just want you to know that as a Doctor you can trust me even more than as a friend."
"Come on Maura don't get all icky on me, I'm not dying."
"I'm just saying if you need to talk to me as a Doctor more than a friend, you can and it would never hurt us being friends. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?"
Jane laughs "so you want me to tell you all about the STD I've picked up that Dr. Hughes is treating."
"Really" Maura says surprised.
"I'm kidding Maura!"
"Oh!" they both start to laugh.
"I think I'll grab Frost and go and take a wander around where you found her; something might jump out at me" Jane explains. "Call me when you find anything."
Maura nods as Jane leaves.
Jane and Frost arrive at yesterday's crime scene. After they park Frost shows her exactly where they found Jane Doe. He explains how she was lying when found. Jane notes the busy road; she walks along a little further trying to figure how he got her here. "How do you think he got her here?" She asks Frost.
Frost responds "well he could live nearby and have carried her, or he drove her here."
"You've checked out all the nearby residences" Jane asks.
"They've all been interviewed. No one saw anything."
"Hmm" Jane is thinking; Frost waits in anticipation. He loves the way Jane's mind works a crime. "Did Maura say what time she died Frost?"
"Didn't think she'd been dead more than three hours when she was found" Frost explains.
"It's a long shot but try running all the people living in the residential addresses within a mile of here."
"I will Jane…"
"Frost this is a pretty busy thoroughfare where's the nearest traffic camera for around here?"
Frost cottons on, "I'll check with Traffic Control Services and see if there's a camera that might have picked up anything."
Jane and Frost have been back for about an hour when Maura walks in. Korsack has set up and is standing at their crime and evidence board. Except for the picture of their Jane Doe, there isn't much on it as yet. "I have some news" Maura looks at them all. "Our victim is Lillian Elizabeth Romano aged thirty-four." Korsack starts writing her name under her picture as Frost taps into his computer.
Jane looks at her frustrated friend "that's a good start Maura, thank you."
"OK Lilly Romano; she's a dental nurse Jane. She lives in Jamaica Plain. She's single and lives alone."
Korsack adds "and she was left on Main St East Cambridge; a long way from home."
"Do you know which dental practice she worked for Frost" Jane asks.
"Beacon Hill Dental Services" Frost responds.
"Dr. Frederick Stanley works there" everyone looks at Maura, "Oh sorry; he's my dentist" she explains.
"You're a patient there" Jane gets a hint of an opportunity as she looks at Maura "do you recognise her at all?"
"Jane I go there once every six months; no I'm sorry I don't recognise her."
"OK, so which one of you two want to come with me to interview her co-workers." Jane looks from Frost to Korsack.
"Jane I'm running the residents near the crime scene and waiting on footage from TCS" Frost explains.
"That's cool; I'll come with you" Korsack volunteers.
Maura walks out with Jane and Korsack. They hit ground, Maura hits basement for the morgue. As she and Korsack alight Jane looks back at Maura, "you in tonight; I might call round."
Maura nods, "I'll be home; come for dinner."
Jane walks into Maura's about seven. She's carrying a bottle of wine for Maura and her mother and a six-pack of beer for her. She knows she doesn't need to do it; Maura will have catered for her but her mother's trained her well. She doesn't like to turn up empty-handed anywhere, even to Maura's.
"Hey Ma, hi Maura" Jane announces herself.
Maura admonishes Jane "I have told you Jane; you don't need to bring anything when you come to my house. I mean it's practically your second home anyway."
Jane smiles "all the more reason to bring stuff when I come." She kisses her mother as she puts the beer in the fridge.
"How are you Janey, Frankie says you were home sick yesterday."
"Yes I was Ma, and you didn't even call; you're slowing down" Jane smiles.
"I'm sorry honey; Mr. Stanley was in a dreadful mood, I couldn't even blink without him going off at me. I was so tired when I got home last night I forgot all about you. So are you alright sweetie."
"I'm fine Ma."
Maura interrupts "she has a rash on her private parts Angela."
"Oh sweetheart that's terrible, I always find…"
"Oh, great; thanks Maura! You're supposed to be a doctor." Jane tries to placate her mother "she's just teasing Ma, it's not true."
"I'm not your doctor, not this time my friend; you went and saw someone else." Maura feigns being offended before giving Jane her cheeky grin.
"OK what's going on you two" Angela wants in on the joke.
"Maura's mad at me because I didn't tell her I was seeing a specialist yesterday," Jane's thinking on her feet. How does she put her mother off "I have a rash… I have a rash under my arms Ma, I have to change my… my deodorant."
"Oh" is all Angela can say to that. Maura laughs.
"How did you get on at the dentist this afternoon" Maura asks.
"What are you on a health kick Jane; the dentist as well" Angela looks surprised.
"No Ma, the girl who was murdered yesterday worked at Beacon Hill Dental Services" Jane turns to Maura. "She seems like a decent hard worker; they were surprised when she didn't come into work today or call. They say she was lovely and can't imagine anyone she knows doing what was done to her."
Angela serves up dinner and they all sit at the dining table. Maura and Angela enjoy a red wine and Jane stays with her beer. "How'd you go Maura, find anything else" Jane asks.
"Nearly all the tests are back and the only things that's a little odd is she has a higher than normal level of Ibuprofen in her system."
Angela chimes in "that's a common pain-killer, isn't it?"
"Yes it is one of the most common Angela" Maura responds "and it's unusual because she's quite young and appears healthy in every respect. It seems high for someone who doesn't seem to have any problems" Maura explains.
"The rape kit" Jane asks.
"Nothing Jane, it's clean."
Angela interrupts "I know you want to talk work girls…"
"You're right Ma, it's not nice dinner conversation; sorry" Jane responds. They change the subject and Maura and Jane laugh the evening away as Angela tells stories of Mr. Stanley's antics and some of the odd eating habits of colleagues.
Meanwhile he lies in wait. "Maria, dear sweet Maria; it's time." Maria is finishing up work and preparing to leave. Her part in his play is about to begin.