A/N: So sorry guys! Life got in the way! Here's the next chapter.

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"These violent delight have violent ends." – "William Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet"

Ch. 6: Romeo and Juliet and...the FBI?

"It looks great," Maura stated in awe as Jane adjusted the tree in position. Maura had gone up stairs while Jane brought the tree inside and brought down a box, which turned out to be a couple of ornaments that she had. Jane looked down at the box briefly with Maura stating to Jane, "Usually, I have Angela's ornaments with me but she brought them back to the guest house."

"We can get those tomorrow," Jane assured her best friend.

Maura smiled and moved closer to Jane. She gave her best friend a side hug before Jane turned her body fully to give her a proper hug. Maura returned the hug then Jane pulled back and asked quietly, "Can we sit down for a second?"

The medical examiner nodded then took a seat on the sofa with her pulling Jane down. They sat close but Jane gave some space between the two of them. "Um…so there's something I have to tell you that only the family and maybe a couple coworkers know," Jane started out. Maura gave a curious expression while Jane continued, taking in a deep breath, "So…well…damn it, how do I even say this?"

"Jane," Maura touched her hand, "take your time. I'm here for you no matter what."

With those words, Jane took in a deep breath, released it then covered her eyes with her hand as she confessed with speed, "I'm bisexual and I have feelings for you."

With it out in the open, Jane waited for a reaction. She waited for something to be said to make the anxiety and fear go away in one fatal swoop. She hates me. This is how our friendship ends, Jane thought in panic until she felt Maura's hand take Jane's hand that was over her eyes. Gently, Maura pulled the hand down to have Jane and her eyes met but Jane kept her head bowed. The blonde removed her hand from her best friend's hand then ran her hand along the jaw to her chin, lifting Jane's face up as she replied, "The feelings are very mutual, Jane."

"You know I mean that I have feelings for you that are not friend-like feelings."

"Well, I hope not because this would make it a bit awkward especially when I have romantic feelings for you."

Jane's eyes widened and a small smile formed. "Really," she asked, still trying to grasp what Maura stated a few seconds ago.

Maura nodded and replied, "I wasn't sure if you didn't feel the same but now that you told me…"

"I wanted to tell you for a bit. I just wasn't sure about what you were going to say."

"Well, I've told you that sexuality is fluid but I wish you could have told me sooner about your orientation. But I'm glad you found a way to confide in me and I'm very happy that you share the same feelings I have for you."

"That be," Jane smirked, knowing the answer but still wanting to hear it.

Maura rolled her eyes, moving closer to Jane as she explained, "I have deep feelings for you, Jane Rizzoli which go beyond friendship."

"Glad that's clear."

For an hour, Jane explained everything to Maura about when she first had a crush on a girl to when she dated and when she came out to her parents. In return, Maura talked about how she never really had a relationship with a woman but had several crushes over the years.

"So where does this leave us," Jane inquired as Maura held her hand, running her thumb over her scar.

Maura looked down shyly. "Well, we are still friends, right," Maura asked back.

"Absolutely!"

"I think then…maybe, you and I could make our lunch date, a real date?" A smile broke out on Jane's face, prompting Maura to smile widely. "Shall I take this as a yes," Maura giggled.

Jane nodded, "Yes. Yes. Yes. Hell yes!"

"Language, Jane," Maura scolded lightly but smiled still. She then leaned in and kissed the detective's cheek softly and pulled back. Jane blushed; making Maura giggle even more which Jane shook her head and wrapped her arm around Maura's shoulder, watching the Christmas tree as it glowed through the night.

R&I

The next morning, Angela woke Jane and Maura up with her rustling in the kitchen. Groggily, the two moved off the sofa with Maura giving Jane a quick kiss on her cheek and whispered, "Good morning."

"Morning," Jane groaned in a deep raspy voice.

"I'm going to get dress in a different dress."

"You're still beautiful either way," Jane retorted with a smile.

Maura blushed as she walked across the room and up the staircase. Jane stretched out, cracking her back then walked toward the kitchen where her Ma, whose back was turned, was busy with the pots and pans. "Late night," Angela asked, making it known to Jane that she saw the two sleeping on the sofa but kept her back away from Jane.

"Yeah," Jane answered.

"Tree's quite beautiful."

"Yup, I just need to get the family ornaments from the guest house."

"I'm okay with that." Angela then turned and looked at Jane curiously.

Jane noticed the expression and recognized it immediately. She's going to ask something. Does she suspect something happened between Maura and I, Jane thought. Shit, Maura and I are not even official yet.

"Is there something you need to ask, Ma," the detective inquired, breaking the silence briefly.

Angela pressed her lips together, eyed her daughter briefly then stepped back, "Not sure but do I?"

"Nothing really," Jane retorted with a toothy smile.

Angela sighed, feeling as if she was going to get something out of her daughter. But she also remembered that Jane was a very skilled detective and might be avoiding her question. It confused her immensely especially with Jane but there was always another way.

She could always try to talk to Maura.

Speaking of Maura, the doctor spent the first couple of minutes in her bedroom, trying to collect herself. Excitement bubbled from her for she hoped for a certain amount of time that Jane felt the same things she did. She was nervous because they were about to cross the line between them as best friends to something more.

She took in a couple deep breaths then walked into her closet to pick out today's outfit. She wanted to make an impression on Jane. Not trip her up but Maura would like to give Jane a very nice impression. Nothing too exposed due to the cold weather but something that showed her off a bit. Jane wouldn't care, Maura thought as she fixed her hair.

"Doesn't hurt though."

The doctor adjusted her white long sleeve blouse and her dress slacks before she left the room and descended the stairs. She could hear Jane and Angela going back and forth in the kitchen. "You are sure that you don't want to talk about anything," Angela asked for what seemed the hundredth time.

"Ma, if I have something to tell you, I will tell you. Now, pass me my coffee and breakfast please cause I got a homicide to solve."

"Jane, I hope you are not just going to eat that unhealthy cereal that you like then just leave," Jane turned and smiled at Maura who simply crossed her arms over her chest playfully.

Before Jane could retort, she stopped and took in the sight of Maura. She then heard Angela clear her throat, prompting Jane to snap back and say softly to Maura, "You look nice today." Nice is not even close, Jane, she thought.

Maura opened her mouth to reply but then Angela piped, "Nice? Jane, she looks gorgeous as usual." She then handed the two cups of coffee to both women and continued, "But Jane, I wanted to ask…"

Suddenly as if saved by the bell, both Jane and Maura's cell phones rang prompting Angela to sigh and roll her eyes. "Sorry Ma, got to go, duty calls," Jane said quickly, grabbing Maura's hand and dragging her toward the front door.

As they were rushing to the front door, Jane answered her phone, as did Maura while Jane picked up Maura's purse then slipped her coat on. Maura slipped her coat and stepped out, walking over to Jane's cruiser. They entered quickly, still on the phone with dispatch when they hung up finally, prompting Maura to ask, "What happened back there? It was a bit rude to leave Angela like that."

"One word: Snoop," Jane retorted as she turned the engine on. "She was trying to pry some information from me." The detective then turned her head toward Maura and continued, "Maura, we haven't even gone on our first date and I got her trying to use her radar on us."

"Radar?"

"The Angela Rizzoli Radar. If she senses anything, which she does at the moment, she tries to pry it from your lips or someone else's." Jane then returned her attention to the road, "So again, my mother is a snoop and I like to have a moment of peace with you before more Rizzoli chaos emerges."

Maura gave a small smile and asked softly, "So our date is still on?"

"Absolutely," Jane answered.

They continued to drive through the city until they reached the middle of a downtown street. Immediately, Jane noticed Korsak standing with Frost and Frankie with solemn expressions while Maura noticed that in the far corner was a familiar face standing behind a yellow tape.

They parked the car and stepped out, walking out toward the scene and stopped. Before them was a couple, at least in their twenties, both with stab wounds in the abdomen with the male a bit more on top of the female as if to shield her. "Shit," Jane cursed as she approached.

"Randall Montoya and Julia Caranza," Korsak informed Jane.

"Romeo Montague and Juliet Capulet," Maura whispered softly. The doctor then crouched down to the couple, examining the wounds then down at the pool of blood.

"They're just kids," Jane sighed.

"Wounds are very deep. I won't know how much damage was dealt until the autopsy," Maura spoke. She then looked up at Jane with a sad expression then looked over toward the yellow tape where Devyn stood.

Korsak looked back then commented, "I called her down personally."

"Why," Jane inquired.

"Someone to give us a quick translation of this," Korsak then gestured to the item in his hand to reveal the note in the evidence bag. Jane sighed at the sight then looked at her cousin and gestured for her to cross.

Devyn moved under the tape and approached the crime scene. She looked down at the two victims then looked away with Maura catching a nauseous expression on her face. Korsak handed the crime scene gloves to her then said, "I appreciate you coming down."

"Of course," D'Angelo nodded. She then took the evidence bag from Korsak and began to read the note, "See, what a scourage is laid upon your hate, that heaven finds means to kill your joys with love." She lowered the note briefly, glancing at the crime scene then looked back at the note in confusion.

Jane noticed this. "What's up," she asked her cousin.

"Usually, he correlates the murder to the actual play scene. That's how he works," Devyn explained. She looked back down at the note and continued, "The two are children of enemies who fell in love. One was already engaged to another and he joined the brunt of the deal. Also, Detective Rizzoli, you should ask your cousin about "Fortune's fool." - The Bard."

Before Jane could even ask about the last part, Devyn did a double take then looked around the area. "There's another victim within this vicinity," Devyn informed.

"Are you sure," Jane questioned.

"I really hope not but he states that someone else was in the brunt of this. Romeo and Juliet got married but Juliet was meant to marry Paris. When visiting Juliet's crypt, Paris encountered Romeo and they dueled with Romeo killing him."

"So there's another victim in the area," Jane summed up once more.

Korsak turned and shouted to all uniforms and detectives at the crime scene, "Spread out! We have a possible third victim who may still be alive."

Maura stayed near the bodies while Jane and Devyn with the others began to look around the area. As they were walking, Jane moved closer to her cousin, noticing the tired expression on her cousin's face. It prompted Jane to ask quietly, "How are you doing?" Devyn glanced at her cousin then returned her attention toward the area around her with Jane sighing in frustration, "Come on, Dev! I'm trying here."

"What do you expect me to say, Jane," Devyn retorted, keeping her attention away from her cousin.

Jane shrugged, "I don't know."

"Precisely. There is not an answer that can articulate how I'm feeling right now. Some very, very old wounds were opened up." Jane remained quiet and Devyn glanced up at the sky briefly before she added softly, "I've been better…just…it was hard to sleep."

As Jane was about to retort, she noticed a couple drops of blood in the snow. "We got something," Jane shouted.

"Jane," the detective turned to look at the professor to see her standing several feet further. "Blood trail heads this way." Jane made a beeline toward her cousin, drawing her weapon then gestured for Devyn to go behind her.

"Sidearm at my boot," Jane informed her.

Devyn leaned down to Jane's right boot, raised the pant leg to reveal the holster. She drew it, revealing the revolver then placed her left hand on her cousin's shoulder then moved forward. They watched each other's back as they began to go through the alleyway, following the trail of blood until they reached the end of it to see a man lying in the snow with a knife in his chest.

Jane rushed over while Devyn shouted, "We need a medic here."

Maura came down the alleyway and looked down at the victim. Jane pulled out his wallet from his pocket and read the ID, "Peter Jenkins."

"He's still alive but the knife maybe in his lungs," Maura informed them.

"He'll drown because of his own blood," Devyn realized.

R&I

While Jane with Korsak and Frost waited for the doctor to tell them the condition of their victim. Maura returned to BPD and began to work on the autopsies while she was working on it, she was also going over the journals. In the notes, she could see the organization of Jane's cousin's mind and as she turned the pages, she noticed that three pages were torn out…deliberately.

I should tell Jane this later, Maura noted mentally.

She then peered down at the bodies, first starting with the young man. "Impact on the body with stab wound in the chest," Maura said aloud. She then began to do her Y-incision when she heard the elevator open and footsteps echoed. The medical examiner looked up from the body to see Frankie entering with Devyn following behind.

"Did you just start the autopsies, Maura," Frankie inquired as he approached tables.

"I have swabs already being tested for DNA but I just begun to do the Y-incision on our first victim."

Frankie looked down at the two victims and sighed, "They were just kids." He took in a deep breath then released it and continued, "The note states that these two were children of enemies but they fell in love."

"Just like Romeo and Juliet," Devyn piped.

"But who are their parents?"

"That's what we're trying to figure out," they all turned to see Maura's laptop opened to reveal Jane on the screen.

Maura gave a curious look. "I didn't hear my laptop ring," the medical examiner commented.

"I answered it before the ring even started," Devyn retorted as she grabbed a notepad from a table. Maura watched in confusion for it seemed that the professor was at home in her morgue. "Anyways, the Bard will target anyone, didn't matter what class," Devyn explained.

"So that's a large pool of people," Jane commented as she ran her hand over her face.

"How's the other victim, Jane," Frankie inquired.

"He's still in surgery with intensive bleeding. However, the surgeons were able to get this." She then raised her hand to reveal the knife in the evidence bag. The detective then placed the knife down and looked at her cousin, "We need to talk about the rest of the note."

Devyn sighed, "I figured." She ran her fingers through her hair while Frankie took a seat in another chair while Maura listened in during her autopsy. "It was my final case that involved the Bard. I had two young adult women that were killed by poison in front of a rose garden. I found out that they were very much in love that they planned to elope."

"So how were they Romeo and Juliet," Frankie asked.

"One was blue collared and the other one came from the houses of the rich. Their names were Regina Madison and Jamie Capulo, they were eloping." Frankie gave a sheepish grin, realizing he missed that part while Devyn and Jane both rolled their eyes.

"You remember their names," Maura stated in amazement.

"Your last case will always stick with you, Doctor Isles. The Bard…had also called me, saying that his final scene would be ready at the rose garden. I rushed there as fast as I could but I was too late..." Jane watched as her cousin closed her eyes then took in a deep breath then released it, "He laced their bottle of wine with arsenic. They were just spending the day together in Boston before they disappeared for their new life."

Maura lowered her scalpel and asked, "What happened?"

"I did everything but ended up with nothing. My only suspect happened to be a former ex of Jamie's," Devyn answered. They watched as Devyn stood up from her chair and ran her hand through her hair, "He fit the bill; a former actor, excellent interpretation of Shakespeare. He had it all then he got killed in an accident…the Bard was gone after that." Or at least, I thought.

"Jane," they heard Korsak call. They all glanced at the laptop to see Jane stand up from her seat. She looked back at the laptop then informed the other three, "The surgeons are out. I'll talk to you in a bit."

Jane closed the laptop and stood up, walking over to the surgeons who met up with Korsak and Frost at the door. "Well," Jane inquired to the doctors.

"He made it barely," the surgeon informed the detectives.

"Will he live," Jane asked.

The surgeon sighed, "He's critical. He's got a fifty-fifty chance but his lung took a lot of damage from the knife."

"Will he be able to talk?"

The surgeon shook his head and Jane sighed, looking back at Frost and Korsak. "Have uniforms stay by his room just in case the Bard tries to finish him off," Jane suggested.

"I'll get the best," Korsak informed as he raised his phone to his ear.

Jane didn't arrive at BPD until the late afternoon, sighing at the fact that she missed her lunch date with Maura. But she knew that Maura would understand very well especially the fact that she had the two autopsies.

So the detective entered the elevator, going up to the homicide floor to find Frankie sitting at his desk. He looked up and greeted, "Hey."

"What did you find out about our latest victims," Jane asked her brother as she took a seat at her desk.

"Nina's looking for some security cameras or cameras in general to see if they caught anything."

"Great."

"Also…" Frankie trailed.

"That doesn't sound like a good 'also'."

"With Frost's help, we dug up that the two victims are children of rival mob members." Jane gave an incredulous look and Frankie gave an unease expression and continued, "I know. That's not a good sign and I already told Korsak to look into it since he was in those loops."

Jane then looked around and noticed that Devyn's coat rested on her chair. "Where's Dev," she inquired.

"In the back room with Korsak," he retorted.

Jane walked over to the backroom, noticing a crack at the door. She was about to open the door when she stopped and heard Vince commented, "Fortune's fool…"

"A line used in "Romeo and Juliet" but he calls me it. He has ever since that damn day," Devyn answered.

"To mess with you?"

"To get in my head and you can come in, Jane." Realizing, she was caught, Jane entered the room with a sheepish expression. Devyn rolled her eyes and commented, "I figured you were around. Anyways, let's discuss about the gangs."

"You can finish what you were telling, Korsak."

"Current business, Jane," Devyn stated sharply.

The detective let out a huff. "So what did you find out," Jane inquired.

"The two fathers of the kids are Johnny 'Demon' Montoya and Big Jon Caranza. They aren't exactly mob but they worked with them when cocaine was big on the streets," Korsak explained.

Devyn turned her chair and continued, "They haven't popped up yet but they'll hear about their kids' deaths. It might cause a gang war if they blame each other for their children's death."

"So what are we waiting for?"

"A call and we got someone from the Drug Unit who's within the gangs. He'll tell us if there's activity."

"Great…" She took a seat on the table and asked, "Why would the Bard try to start a gang war? Why kill the kids and why almost kill the fiancé?"

"The fiancé was a mistake, I think. He was supposed to be dead but something stopped him. Usually he finishes off his victims and he's not starting a gang war for motives. It's for entertainment. Destruction as he goes." She then stood up and commented, "You guys might have a late night."

"Wonderful," Jane grumbled. So much for trying to catch a dinner date with Maura. "Wait," she looked up at her cousin, "you're not staying?"

"I did my part," she answered. "I gave my notes and everything I know about the Bard. If anything pops up…just call and I'll come down."

"I thought you didn't want to be involved?"

Devyn pressed her lips together and retorted, "I don't but the Bard will eventually come to me. If it's the same guy that I thought died, I have to protect Emily and my family."

"Despite the divide…"

"Yeah, despite all of that drama."

"And I'm afraid you're in the midst of more drama, Detective D'Angelo."

Jane looked up to see Agent Gabriel Dean standing at the door with two more FBI agents. Frankie pushed through them and huffed, "I tried to stop them."

"Dean, what are you doing here," Jane interrogated, feeling the animosity toward him come alive.

The FBI agent looked over at Jane and nodded, "Good to see you, Jane."

"It's Detective to you."

Dean frowned then looked Korsak, giving a quick nod then back at Devyn. "The Bard hasn't been dead, Detective-"

"Professor," Devyn corrected.

However, Dean ignored it and continued, "The Bard hasn't been dead as you thought. In fact, he's been leaving a trail of murders across the country."

"We haven't heard that," Jane argued.

"It's because this Bard has been branding people's bodies with the saying 'Fortune's fool' before killing them with a single bullet. In the many case reports involving the Bard, you have one unknown victim that was never named but was branded with that same saying on their shoulder. They lived but you seemed to never place the interview with them in. However, it lists Detective Korsak as the person who placed the evidence in."

Jane glanced over at Korsak who seemed much paler. She then glanced at her cousin who looked very angry. "Your point," Devyn growled.

"We have questions for you."

"Are you arresting me?"

"Let's be cordial and we can discuss this in the interrogation room," Dean suggested.

Devyn glanced back at Jane then at Korsak before she bowed her head. She took in a deep breath and released it before she retorted, "Fine but I want my lawyer called."

Dean crossed his arms over his chest, "That won't be necessary."

Devyn stepped forward, "My cousin seems to not like you. I happen to not like you so I don't really trust you so I want my lawyer." She then pushed pass them with Jane taking the other door out to cut Devyn's path. As she stepped in front of her cousin, Devyn gave a glare and ordered, "Move."

"Devyn, what's going on? What victim?"

Jane watched as her cousin's angry expression softened as Devyn pulled her aside. She pulled out the pocket watch, rubbing it nervous before she answered softly, "Spiegherò più tardi. lo prometto" [I'll explain later. I promise]. She then stepped back and walked away, watching her cousin grab her jacket and jog to the elevator.

Uh oh. What just happened? Also yes, I brought the demon in but, he won't interfere with our girls, I promise. I'll try to update soon…at least after my birthday since it's in a week. So please review! Thanks!