A month and half ago….
"Hey, Jane...I'm doing a UC" Maura jutted her hip out as she said this, making Jane laugh. "This wire doesn't make me look like I have three breasts does it?"
"I dunno... but I might be into that." Jane winked, earning her a sharp slap on the arm currently trying to attach the wire to Maura smooth stomach.
"Listen to me now though, this is serious..."
"You don't have to tell me that Jane, I know" Maura smiled, cupped her wife's jaw with her hand.
"I really don't want you to do this but were hoping he's desperate enough to follow you into that warehouse and try again." Jane took a deep breath. "But I'm gonna be here this time, I'll make sure nothing happens."
Maura smiled up at Jane feeling the familiar rush of warmth that occurred whenever her wife spoke from the heart.
"I'm ready."
"I love you..."
"I love you too."
With a quick kiss Maura entered the warehouse.
Jane watched her wife walk into the warehouse, her stomach doing backflips the whole while. Today had started off to wonderfully as well...
"Do you think it worked Maur... do you think we made a baby last night...?" Jane grinned and kissed her wife's naked belly, nuzzling it slightly.
Maura closed her eyes in contentment, enjoying the attention she was getting. She brushed her hands across her wife's strong shoulders.
"Let's wait for the results sweetheart; it will only be a few weeks, before assume anything."
As sure as Jane was that last night had been successful, an idea was forming in her head.
"What do you say to doing it again this morning...just to make sure it worked?" She crawled up and straddled Maura's bare hips, kissing along her collarbone as her fingers traced patterns on her lover's waist.
"But we ran out of the sperm last night Jane. There isn't anymore left"
Jane sat up and made a face.
"Please don't ever say 'sperm' in our marital bed again Maura... I know the specifics but I prefer not to think about them too much." She grinded her hips slightly. "And I know that we used it up last night but, that doesn't mean we can't have sex..."
"Well, when you put it like that" Maura smiled, sitting up and wrapping her arms around Jane's waist. "Maybe we could move it to the shower?"
Jane re-entered the bedroom in her towel and started to get ready for the day as Maura blow dried her hair.
"I think we might have been successful last night babe... I've just got a feeling, something about today."
She kissed Maura on the cheek once she was dressed and went to make coffee.
"You shouldn't have come here by yourself." said Kevin.
"Why not?" Maura turned, facing the approaching man.
"You know why! I have to make sure people understand they couldn't keep laying us off."
Maura's heart rate increased. This man was responsible for all of those fires and he had killed his team mate in cold blood. She was terrified but knew she had to get some sort of confession on tape.
"How did you do that Kevin?"
"You know how, burned a few buildings. Then Craig started digging around. Just like you, you both should have just left it well alone..." He started advancing on her and Maura knew Jane would be tensing for a fight right about now, sensing the same rising danger that she could.
"Kevin don't-!" Maura screamed as he had pulled out a gun.
Her hands came up and she waited to be hit. A shot went off, but nothing happened. No burning sensation, no pain.
The instant Jane saw Kevin reach for his weapon she was around that corner, gun raised. Before she could say or do anything though, a shot came from high across the warehouse. There was Paddy Doyle, on the catwalk with a smoking gun. Kevin was down.
Frost was at her 6, around the corner not two seconds after she was.
'DROP YOUR WEAPON DOYLE.' He aimed at the crime boss, shoulders tense and his eyes flashing as he tilted to aim at the catwalk.
"Frost no!"
Doyle turned to them, gun still raised, he was going to-
"NO!"
In all her time on the force, Jane had never heard a shot so loud.
As she raised her sidearm high, Jane heard the unmistakable sound of a body hitting the dirt floor and as Paddy turned on her, she pulled the trigger.
Doyle crashed through the barrier, falling too far to the ground.
Maura she skidded to stop over her father's prone body just as Jane reached her. Stripping off her jacket, she went to put pressure on Doyle's wound, her fallen partner momentarily forgotten.
"Don't touch him!" Jane pulled her arm back, shocked. She tried again.
"No! I mean it Jane, don't you dare touch him!"
Slack jawed at her wife's reaction Jane stood up and backed towards where she had left Frost. He was on his back, eyes closed and his breathing shallow.
"Frost! Barry...c'mon partner open your eyes for me." There was so much blood, how could there be so much blood? Her gun forgotten on the ground, Jane ripped open her partner's shirt, searching for the bullet entry wound, hoping to stem the flow.
"Hey... Rizzoli..." Frost's voice was weak, his eyes only half open. "It hurts...Jane, it hurts real bad."
"Hey...HEY! You're gonna be just fine Frost. You listen to me you're gonna be just..." She'd found the wound, almost dead centre on his chest. "...fine. It's fine, just a scratch partner...you're gonna be okay..."
"You were a good partner Rizzoli. I wouldn't want to learn from anyone else..."
"No...you're not saying your goodbye's yet. Don't start with that bullshit..." Jane looked around.
"HELP. We need a medic here...NOW!"
"You're loud..." Frost coughed, blood spurting out and trickling down his cheek and neck. "Tell...tell Korsak to...tell him to cut down on the donuts...if he ever wants to meet my...track record."
"I'll tell him Frost, but you can tell him too. You gotta be able to tell him too." This couldn't be happening. Her partner, her close friend was saying his goodbyes.
"And Maura..." Jane looked across at the woman in question, still crouched over her father's body. "You hit the jackpot Jane...family...you two will have the most amazing family...I always liked her Rizzoli."
Frost couched again, Jane's fingers in the bullet hole doing nothing to stop all the blood. It was dark. Bright and dark at the same time, How was that possible?
"Don't you...you've got to tell her that Barry... you've got to tell her that yourself. You've got to live dammit!"
His eyes closed. He'd stopped moving.
"Frost!C'mon Frost... don't you do this to me... don't you." Jane's vision had gone cloudy. "Don't you dare..."
It was too late. She was too late, if she hadn't gone to check on that goddamn murder Frost would still be alive.
She'd failed him.
It was her fault. All of it, her partner had died on a mission she herself had put together.
It was her fault.