Frankie held up two photos that showed older women and raised his eyebrows. "Anika Mendoza and Ellena Jandova are off the hook. Anika was with her family and Elena was at lunch in a bistro. Both have solid alibis."

"So just Harriette Richmond and Veronika Olsen are still in the game." Jane said thoughtfully while she chewed on her thumb nail." I don't know but I have an odd feeling about Harriette."

"She's kinda creepy.", Korsak agreed.

Jane stared at the photo that Frankie pinned to the glass board and a deep frown crossed her face. Could it really be that easy? Did Harriette Richmond kill Aaron Jones just because he'd taken her clients? Well, by experience she knew that people killed people for less. And it wouldn't surprise her if it was just about money. She opened her mouth to say something as the vibrating of her phone interrupted her signaling that she received a message. She read the message and the frown deepened. "Crap."

Frankie looked concerned at his sister. "What is it?"

Jane scanned the text one more time while she stood up and took her jacket. "Nothing that is relevant for this case. It's just Ma. She had to pick Alexis from the day care because she had thrown up and is burning up. I have to go to Maura before she starts to freak out."

"Go.", Korsak said and stood up. "Go home and take care of your family, we got this."

Jane looked ashamed at her former partner as she put on her jacket and sighed. "Thank you, guys. See you tomorrow."

Korsak just waved her goodbye.

Frankie walked to him and looked at the older man but than he smiled broadly.

Korsak looked at him and rolled his eyes with a chuckle.

None of them had ever believed that they would see the day when Jane Rizzoli would put her private life before her professional one.

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Jane entered Maura's office and stood still when she saw how her wife ran through her office and gathered her belongings. "Maura?"

Maura didn't look at her. "I knew I shouldn't have gone to work today. Alexis was so whiny the whole morning. I should have known that something was wrong with her."

Jane started to understand why Maura was so upset and walked toward her. "Calm down, Maura."

Maura didn't pay attention to her wife and huffed in frustration. "I should have checked Alexis' temperature before we left. What kind of mother does that make me. The worst that's ever existed."

Jane grabbed Maura by her the shoulders and stared in her eyes. "Maura, stop! Stop right here, understand? It doesn't make you a bad mother. I also didn't check Al's temperature. Okay?"

"But ...", Maura started.

"No buts." Jane cut her off and rubbed her arms. "Al is a kid. And children sometimes get sick. You can't prevent that, Maura. And when you start to stay home just because Al or Damian or Sophie are whiny in the morning, then you will become a stay-at-home Mom because if you give in to them every time they will learn the trick pretty quickly. And they will use it every time they want you at home. Al will be fine, Maura. Ma is with her and she is pretty good at taking care of kids. Believe me, I know. And if you don't believe me then go and ask Frankie and Tommy. She did a pretty good job with us. Alexis is in very capable hands. Now take a deep breath and calm down."

Maura did as she was told and took a deep breath.

Jane raised her eyebrows. "Better?"

Maura exhaled slowly and nodded. "Better."

Jane smiled and took her wife's hand in her own and started walking. "Good. Now let's go and check on our kids."

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Maura more or less stormed into the house and walked straight toward Angela, who sat at the kitchen island and sipped her fresh brewed tea. "Where is she?"

Angela put down her mug and smiled a little as she looked at Jane, who rolled her eyes. But then she looked reassuring at her daughter-in-law. "Maura, honey. Alexis is fine. She is upstairs having a nap. I took her straight to Dr. Valens and she told me that Alexis has a common cold. Nothing too bad. She will be fine in a week."

Maura walked straight to the stairs without paying attention to Angela nor Jane. "Oh God."

Jane looked after her wife and sighed heavily as she walked to the island to make herself coffee. "Thank you for picking up Alexis, Ma."

Angela waved the statement off and sipped her tea. "You are welcome, Baby. I wrote the two of you that you didn't have to come home. Everything is under control. I made Alexis a chicken stock with zwieback and peppermint tea and separated her from Sophie and Damian. Alexis is in her bed as well as the twins."

Jane sat down beside her mother and rolled her mug in her hands. "I know Alexis will be fine, I never doubt your abilities. But it is the first time that one of our kids got sick and Maura blames herself because she didn't check Alexis' temperature. You know how she can be."

Angela chuckled and sipped her tea. "The first time you got sick I was a total mess. You coughed like hell and sounded like you were about to suffocate. Your father calmed me down and we went to the hospital. You had pertussis. It was awful because I couldn't do anything and I had blamed myself, but the Doctor told me that you would be fine. And look at you, you became a beautiful strong woman. And so will be Alexis. She will be fine again."

Jane smiled softly and looked at her mother."I know, Ma.", she sighed and stood up. "I should check on my sick daughter and my worried wife."

Angela smiled as Jane kissed her cheek before she walked the staircase up.

Jane stopped at the open door of Alexis' room and leaned against the frame while she watched Maura checking their daughter. "Will she survive?"

Maura ran a hand over Alexis' warm forehead and nodded. "She will be fine again, yes."

Jane sighed and raised her eyebrows. "I told you that Ma has very capable hands. And beside that she is a little you. She is strong."

Maura smiled a little and scrutinized her pale daughter. "I overreacted. I'm sorry."

Jane slowly walked to the bed and put her hands on Maura's shoulders as she stood behind her. "There's no need to be sorry, Maura. I was on the calm on the outside but I totally freaked out on the inside. But we have to be aware that this can happen more often now."

Maura sighed and leaned back into her wife. "I know, Jane."

Alexis stirred a little and made a face. "Mom?"

Maura automatically took the little hand in her own. "Yes, honey."

"I'm sorry.", Alexis mumbled and opened her eyes a little.

Maura frowned in surprise. "Why are you sorry, Alexis."

"Because I am sick.", Alexis replied.

Jane smiled a little as she looked at her daughter. "There's no need to be sorry, baby. It happens that everybody gets sick. Even your Mom and I are sometimes."

Alexis frowned a little and regretted it immediately. " Really?"

Maura had to chuckle and nodded. "Yes, really.", she kissed Alexis' forehead and soothed the frown. "Now rest a little and you'll see, tomorrow you feel better."

Alexis nestled deeper in her bed and closed her eyes again. "Okay."

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Jane stirred and groaned as she felt someone run a tender hand through her hair. It had been a few days since she had finally had a dreamless sleep, and she wanted to stay in it as long as she was allowed. It seemed that someone else had other plans. She drew her eyebrows together and hit the hand away. She groaned again as the hand continued its task. She heard a chuckle and forced an eye open. "Maura? What?"

Maura smiled sweetly and ran the hand along Jane's cheek. "You are so sweet when you just wake up."

Jane growled and turned on her side with her back to Maura. "Is that why you're waking me up? And I am not sweet."

Maura skidded closer to Jane and wrapped an arm around her middle. "Yes, you are and no, I that's not why. There's just an hour left before you have to get up. And I wanted to tell you that today I'm staying home."

Jane sighed heavy and turned on her back. "You don't have to stay home, Maura. I can stay."

"No, you cannot.", Maura replied and laid her head on Jane's shoulder. "You have to solve a case and I only have to do a lot paper work in my office. When your Mom can watch the kids for an hour I can go to the office, get my work and work on it here. But if you stay here you will become restless and terrorize Frankie or Vince because you'll call them every five minutes. So ... I'll stay and you go to headquarters."

Jane pulled Maura closer and kissed her temple. "I love you."

Maura smiled contently and took a deep breath. "You're just saying that so I'll stay home. But I love you too."

Jane chuckled and kissed her again.

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Frankie looked up as Jane entered the bullpen. "How's Alexis?"

Jane took off her jacket and hung it over the back of her chair. "She's better than yesterday but she still feels like shit. Maura stayed home to take care of her and the twins. She just has a common cold. It isn't that bad.", she sighed and sat down. "So, do we have anything new so far?"

Frankie opened his notepad and raised his eyebrows. "I was able to contact Elena Jandova. She agreed to come in by at noon. She said that she has nothing to hide and how awful Aaron's death is."

Jane sipped her coffee and swallowed the hot liquid. "Did you believe her?"

Frankie shrugged. "It was hard to tell over the phone but she sounded pretty sincere. I'm sure you'll be able to if she's honest or not."

"What makes you think that?", Jane wanted to know.

Frankie shrugged again. "You are Jane."

Jane rolled her eyes and joined Frankie's laughter.

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Jane sat in the interrogation room and stared at the blonde woman that sat across from her. If she didn't know any better, Jane would say that Elena Jandova couldn't be in her mid-forties, maybe thirty four but surely not forty six. And from Elena's appearance she was more sympathetic then Harriette Richmond. Jane licked her lips and smiled a little. "Thank you for coming in, Ms. Jandova."

Elena waved her off and smiled a little. "Please call me Elena. And I am happy to help you. I am sure you want to know where I was as Aaron was killed."

Jane exchanged a look with Frankie and Elena started to laugh.

"Oh, please. Don't get me wrong.", Elena laughed. "I didn't know that because I took a look in my crystal ball. And I am a medium and not a fortune teller. Aaron's death is the only reason I could be here"

Jane cleared her throat and opened a manila folder. "Right. Um ... where were you when Aaron Jones got killed?"

"I was in California.", Elena answered immediately. "In San Mateo, to be precise. I was visiting an old friend from high school. That's why you couldn't reach me until now. I came back to my studio and heard all those messages that you guys left me on the answering machine. So I called Detective Rizzoli back. Which is confusing because you both are Detective Rizzoli."

Jane smiled a little and looked at Frankie. "We can deal with that. Anyway, what was your relationship with Aaron?"

Elena shrugged and sighed. "We knew each other and we respected each other. You may even say that here and then we were lovers."

Frankie raised his eyebrows. "You slept with each other?"

Elena nodded and smiled a little. "Yes, I mean Aaron was a very handsome man. And if I needed a little ... fun I knew where I could get it. It wasn't like Aaron complained about our little arrangement."

"You must felt hurt when Aaron showed up with another woman." Jane said seriously.

Elena shook her head and pulled the corners of her mouth downward. "On the contrary. As I said, he was a handsome man, and I was always certain that he got to know other women. It wasn't that we made a lifelong promise to each other. And I also had other men besides Aaron. We were more like friends with benefits."

Jane drew her eyebrows skeptically together. "The women Aaron met must have been pretty jealous about your relationship. Not to mention the men you met during that time."

"I always told the men I met that I didn't want a serious relationship." Elena replied as she looked at Jane." I always laid my cards on the table. But I don't know what Aaron promised the women he slept with. I only know that some of them were pretty pissed when they saw him and called him really bad names. Some of them even got rough."

Frankie looked up from his notepad. "It doesn't happen that you know their names."

Elena shook her head and took a deep breath. "I am afraid not. I'm sorry. But I know that Aaron had a little black notebook in which he wrote down all the names of his one night stands. He kept it in his bedroom. Maybe that could help you."

Jane looked at Frankie and took his notepad. She shoved it with a pen to Elena. "Would you please write down the name of your friend you visited in San Mateo? We have to check it."

Elena took the pen and wrote down the name. "Of course, Detective Jane."

Frankie stifled a laugh.

Jane resisted the urge to roll her eyes and closed the notepad. "Thank you. What do you know about Harriette Richmond?"

Elena rolled her eyes and leaned back into her chair. "Harriette Richmond is an old witch. As soon as one of her clients went to an other medium she threatened them, I mean the mediums. And I am sure that she also threatened the clients because suddenly they went back to her. She also tried to threaten me, but I didn't give a damn. I have my regular clients so I don't need hers. But I am not surprised that she lost them all."

Frankie frowned. "Why is that?"

Elena looked at him. "She always boasted that she was the best medium in all of Massachusetts because the women in her family had this gift since the first generation of her family. But to be honest ... she is a goddamn swindler. She has no talent, and her clients saw through her and that's why they left her."

"And did Aaron believe this as well?" Jane asked.

Elena nodded slowly. "He said that he was going to tell everyone that she was just a swindler when she wouldn't quit."

Jane looked surprised at Frankie and then back at Elena. "Thank you. You've helped us a lot. Stay in town in case we have more questions."

Elena stood up slowly. "Of course. I hope you catch the killer."

Jane watched her leave, then pulled out her phone.

Frankie leaned back and frowned. "What are you doing?"

Jane didn't look at him and typed a message. "I'm writing Maura a text to ask her if crime scene techs found a black notebook."

Frankie smiled and sighed loudly.