A/N: Back in school but here's the new chapter. I think we got one more chapter left :)

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"Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin." – Mother Theresa

Ch. 16: Just in Time

Hours prior…

Emily exited the courthouse and let out a sigh then looked up at the sky. She glanced down at her phone to look at her screen saver. "Be safe," she whispered softly at the picture of her love then pocketed it away.

"Ms. Richards," she glanced over her shoulder to see a gentleman with dark brown hair with a bit of grey mixed in wearing a large jacket with jeans.

"Yes? Can I help you with something?"

"Actually, yes," the man answered. "I have a friend who is having legal issues."

"Well, I can't really do a consultation right-"

Suddenly, she noticed that the man had move closer and that his hand was in his pocket. "Actually, I was thinking for on site observation of a crime especially something that your dear Devyn likes," she heard, feeling the muzzle of a gun at her ribs.

Emily's jaw locked and swallowed the lump that formed in her throat before she nodded.

"Move slowly, Emily."

R&I

"Vince, drive faster."

"I can only go so fast."

"Wait!"

"What?"

"Head to Headquarters!

"Why?"

"I'm having one of my crazy ideas!"

"Henry, please think this rationally," Jane pleaded softly.

"Rationality left years ago, Detective," Henry shouted back.

Jane and Frost with Frankie stared up at Henry who was up in the rafters of the asylum. He had bruised up and bleeding Big Jon strapped in a gurney and hanging off from the edge, facing a ten-foot fall then on the other side of him was Emily was strapped to another gurney and facing the same fate.

"Henry, let them go," Jane requested, trying to stay compose.

"I want Devyn here now," he shouted loudly.

"No," Emily shouted. "Jane, make sure that she doesn't come here!"

He then moved toward Emily's gurney and tilted it gently, causing Emily to yelp and Jane to shout, "She's coming! She's coming! Just don't do anything!"

"I lost everything because of this bastard," Henry retorted, tilting Emily back then smacked Big Jon across the jaw.

Big Jon spat out some blood then coughed, "You think that smacking me around makes you a man, you asswipe."

Henry raised his hand, forming it into a fist to punch him until Jane shouted, "Tell me. Tell me how!"

The serial killer lowered his fist then retorted, "He took everything from me. I lost my love, my sons, my family. I was just a lowly bookstore owner and Rachel loved me for some odd reason and I was planning to marry her then this bastard interfered."

"How did he interfere," Jane questioned.

Henry wrapped around to the other side of Big Jon. "This piece of shit used his ties in the mob and threatened my life. Beat the shit out of me to make Rachel leave me because she knew that it would protect. I didn't care," Henry hissed. "I didn't care…all I wanted was Rachel in my life and this bastard…"

"I'm sorry that he ruined your life, Henry but its time to stop all of this," Jane assured.

"The time to stop is long passed, Jane." He then noticed Frankie trying to move and quickly, Henry drew his weapon, pointing it at him while Frost had the shot. "You shoot me, I guarantee that I will take them with me," he gestured to his victims.

"Back off guys." Frost lowered his gun slightly while Frankie backed away slightly. "I promise they won't get close to you," Jane assured softly, "Just let's take it easy."

Henry cracked his neck then pulled both Emily and Big Jon back a bit. Jane glanced at Emily and asked calmly and loudly, "Em, are you okay?"

"Y…Yes," Emily answered shakily.

"I haven't harmed a little hair on her head," Henry assured. Jane glared at him as he drew the gun from his belt and though Frost and Frankie had their weapons pointed at him, he didn't flinch as he twirled his gun briefly then looked at his watch. "You have five minutes to bring Devyn here, Detective."

"That's not enough time." Henry shrugged, pushing Big Jon forward with him more over the edge than ever. "Don't," Jane shouted.

"He's going to go splat either way, Jane. I don't give a fuck that you plead!"

"Then why do you want my cousin?"

Henry didn't answer the question but instead, approached Emily's gurney and pushed it forward once more. "Do you want to know what I believe my life was like," Henry asked rhetorically. "I could have let it ended in a tragedy like Romeo and Juliet but on, I wasn't going to let it end like that. No, it shall be like Hamlet or Macbeth."

"Nothing is going to end, Henry."

"It is THE BARD!"

Henry then raised his gun toward Big Jon prompting Jane to draw her weapon. "You shoot him, I will shoot you."

"No, you wouldn't especially when others are in the crosshairs. Now bring me D'Angelo now!"

"I'm here, Henry," Jane glanced over her shoulder to see Devyn slipping into the room with Korsak.

The professor looked around the room then looked up at the rafters. Henry stepped back from Big Jon and opened his arms, "After all of these years, we meet face to face." Devyn didn't answer but continued to stare at him as he continued, "Ten years, Devyn, we've been at this for ten years and here's your reason."

"More your reason than mine. I'm here for only one thing." Devyn looked over at Emily.

"Ah yes, your girlfriend."

Henry looked at the woman than at Big Jon before he approached Emily and pushed her further out suddenly. "What the fuck are you doing," Devyn shouted as Jane held her back when she started to lunge.

"I wanted you to see the last hooray, Devyn. My final victims in this whole shit storm and I'm taking my greatest rival's love and the man who started it all." Henry drew his gun, moving toward Big Jon and pointed it, "I think I'll start with you."

"You're going to kill Rachel's father," Devyn announced, "Right in front of her?"

"What," Henry mumbled as Devyn gestured for Korsak to step out.

The door opened with Nina walking a vest wearing Rachel. She looked up and her eyes widened at the sight. "Henry," she stated softly as she walked toward Devyn and Jane, "Henry, what are you doing?"

"No, she's...it can't," Henry stuttered, trying to maintain his focus.

"It's real, Henry. I'm here."

"NO!" Henry shook his head and shouted more, "You can't be here."

"She's here, Henry," Jane stated. "You are also outnumbered and outmanned."

Rachel stepped forward with Devyn and Jane staying close. "Henry, please stop this," Rachel pleaded to him. "Please end all of this."

"I am ending this, Rachel," Henry retorted. "Your father and sister thought I wasn't right for you. They did everything in their power to keep you away from me and you did leave."

"To protect you!"

"I told you that I didn't care! I didn't care all I wanted was you and you left me alone! You left me, taking our sons away from me!" He then looked at Big Jon and continued, "I'm going to stop the naysayers."

"Stopping them by killing them," Devyn pointed out. "Henry, it ends here."

"No, it ends with him dead!"

"Why bring more pain for Rachel," Jane questioned suddenly. She stepped forward slowly and continued, "Henry, all this pain, you brought so much. You killed Rachel's sister and you have her father. You're breaking her heart."

"And my heart isn't broken."

"You've hurt enough people," Devyn stepped forward. "You said you didn't want your life to end like Romeo and Juliet. You are about to make it end right now. You are the Romeo in this tale."

"Then what does it make you, Devyn? How do you fit in this tale of mine?"

"I don't," Devyn retorted, moving again once more with Jane noticing as well. Taking her cousin's movements, her eyes glanced up to see that Devyn was walking toward the staircase, distracting Henry and giving Jane enough lead way to walk toward the other side where there was a ladder. "I've never been in the narrative. Just been beyond the pages enough to know that right now, this is going to end with her hurting because you're dead."

"You can predict the future?"

"No but I don't think you realized that I'm up here now." Henry's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of Devyn on the catwalk then he glanced over his shoulder to see Jane was on the other side of him. Unsure which way to go, Henry directed his gun toward Jane then over to Devyn whose arms were raised up and open. "Lower the gun, Henry and surrender," Devyn said calmly.

"No."

"It's over, Henry," Jane insisted.

"The show must go on," Henry mumbled.

"He's a coward," Big Jon chuckled. "Like he was going to actually shoot me."

"Shut up, Big Jon," Jane shouted but it was already too late, Henry smacked him straight across the jaw with the gun, knocking him out.

"I'm ending this now," Henry shouted, clicking the safety off.

"You do this, you are going to have the woman you love watch you get shot," Devyn stated. Henry's gun hand shook with Devyn continuing, "You will end this tale with Rachel left alone and your sons forever stuck in prison without a father. Is this how you want to end this? Do you want that after everything?"

"You don't get the pain," Henry gritted.

"Being angry with the world, trying to prove them wrong," Devyn stated simply. She watched as Henry's hand continued to shake and she wasn't sure whether to approach or not in her mind at least. In her gut, it prompted her to look at her cousin who recognized the look; they used to do this when they were younger and in that moment, Devyn was asking Jane to do it right in that moment.

"This is done, Henry. Lower the gun please," Jane requested.

Henry looked at Jane and shook his head, "I can't…I can't."

"Sure, you can," Jane whispered while she glanced over to see Devyn move toward Emily and begin to unbuckle the straps quietly. "Hand the gun to one of us, Henry. End this peacefully."

"Run," Devyn whispered to Emily as she moved off the stretcher.

She gave an unsure look but Devyn wasn't going to let the opportunity pass by them with her grabbing Emily, dragging her behind. With the pull, it made a noise loud enough for Henry to turn and point his gun at Devyn. Henry gritted his teeth and began to walk toward Devyn with the gun pointed.

"Don't move any further," Jane ordered.

However, Henry ignored the order and continued, "Very slick, Professor."

"I got some moves left," Devyn glanced over Henry's shoulder with her eyes going toward Jane. They darted toward Big Jon but Henry noticed and began to turn until Devyn grabbed his wrist, which held the gun. They struggled with the weapon with several shots going off toward the ceiling. Frankie and Nina grabbed Rachael pulling her out of the room into safety while Korsak and Frost rushed toward the ladder, drawing their guns.

Instead of rushing to aid Big Jon, Jane wrapped her arm around Henry's neck trying to choke him out. As they fought, Henry shouted, "It's not going to end like this!"

"Yes, it is," Jane shouted.

"It's over," Devyn added. "This was never about plays that you could recreate. These were people's lives and how you destroyed them. For years, I let you haunt me and now, this is me taking it back with my cousin!"

Devyn then stomped onto Henry's foot making him cry out in complete pain then grabbed his wrist, hitting on the railing and knocked then gun out of his hand. Jane tightened her hold and Henry leaned back, collapsing from the lack of oxygen.

Jane let out a deep sigh then looked at Devyn with a tired expression. "You okay, she inquired softly.

Devyn nodded, "Yeah. You?"

"Yeah…yeah…"

R&I

Escorted by a police cruiser, Maura arrived at the crime scene to see Jane standing with Korsak and Frost. "Jane," Maura called out, rushing toward them with the detective turning away from her coworkers and opening her arms for her girlfriend. "Thank goodness, you're okay," Maura said into Jane's shoulder.

Jane smiled, kissing the top of Maura's head then they separated at the loud scream. They turned to see Henry thrashing in the cruiser trying to get out of his handcuffs as the paramedics are trying to get him out of the car. "He's going to a psyche evaluation," Jane stated quietly.

"Who recommended that," Maura inquired in confusion.

Jane gestured toward another ambulance to see Devyn talking to Emily, kissing her forehead as paramedics were examining her girlfriend. Devyn then looked back at Rachel with a calm expression, as if, for the first time, there was peace. It seemed that she spoke softly to Rachel then touched her shoulder before they glanced back to see Henry placed in the ambulance.

Rachel walked away toward a cruiser then Maura and Jane approached with Jane touching her shoulder in passing before they reached Devyn.

"So what did you tell her," Jane asked.

"Informed her that Henry was being sent to a psych facility and that they are going to hold him until further notice," Devyn explained. She then let out a sigh then noticed something on the ground, prompting her to look up.

Maura and Jane looked up as well and Maura smiled widely, "It's snowing."

Devyn went into her pocket, pulling out her pocket watch and a smile formed. "What do ya know," Devyn commented then showed Jane the watch.

Jane chuckled and Maura gave a curious look as Jane stated, "It's December 23rd, Maura."

"Just in time for Christmas."

"Just in time…"

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