Unspoken Truths
The late afternoon sun draped itself across the table where Jane and Frost sat sharing a plate of blueberry scones at 'La Petite Boulangerie.' Their good-natured ribbing had driven Carly back to the kitchen with the promise to return when they were ready to 'act like adults.' Unfortunately, there wasn't much promise of that happening as they continued to toss pieces of uneaten scone attempting to make it into the other's mouths. When a blueberry bounced off Jane's cheek and rolled across the floor stopping in front of a stern looking customer who gave them a look that had them both ducking their heads in embarrassment.
"Sorry…," Jane mumbled as the rather staunch lady walked passed them, promptly depositing the blueberry on the plate in the middle of their table. She couldn't help but laugh at the dramatic eye roll from Frost as the woman walked away with a scowl on her face.
"I guess that's my cue to leave." Frost said as he reached for the last scone. "But not before I have one more of these."
"Hey, you're gonna ruin your appetite." Jane pushed the plate away and frowned at him.
"Well, that's not the appetite I aim to satisfy tonight." He wiggled his eyebrows and he smirked at her.
Jane shook her head and let out an irritated sigh. "TMI man." She pushed her hair over her shoulder before placing an elbow on the table and resting her chin in the palm of her hand.
"I just don't want you to worry about me." Crumbs dropped onto the table as he put the last bite in his mouth and smiled.
Jane gave a thoughtful nod as she glanced out the window at the storm clouds that had gathered in the distance. The sun that had once painted its warmth across the table was gone, only to be replaced by a gray shadow and a chill. She shivered at the bleak thought that it was an omen of things to come, or perhaps she was just missing Maura.
"What's with that look?" Frost raised his eyebrows in question.
"Nothing…," She brought her attention back to him and tried to smile.
"I'm not buying it and you're usually a pretty good salesman." His expression turned serious, indicating he was ready to listen. "Did something happen between you and Maura?"
"No, no…it's nothing like that." The question had her sitting up straighter but then her shoulders slumped again as the weight of something unknown settled over her. "I don't know what's bothering me. Really…," she pressed when he gave her a skeptical look.
"Well, you know I'm here if you need to talk." He eyed her suspiciously for any evidence that she was trying to hide something. But when he saw nothing but sincerity, tinged by a little uncertainty, he finally nodded.
"I appreciate it. Thanks…," she tried to smile but it didn't quite reach her eyes. In her heart, she knew why she was feeling down but it wasn't something she could talk to him about, at least not yet. This thing with Paddy was beginning to take a toll on both her and Maura but it was something she couldn't share with Frost.
"Okay then. You good?" He gave her another raised eyebrow as he moved to stand up.
"Yeah, I'm good." She looked up at him as he stood to leave. "Have fun tonight."
"I plan on it." His smile widened and he gave her a saucy wink. "I'll see ya tomorrow." He tossed over his shoulder.
"Tomorrow...," she sighed as she watched him leave. Turning her attention back to the window, she could see him jogging across the street. When he reached his car, he gave her another wave before getting in and driving off. With a heavy sigh, she watched as his tail lights disappeared in the distance making her feel suddenly very alone. Just as the feeling of loneliness swept over her, her phone buzzed causing the table to vibrate. She looked down to see an incoming text message from Maura and the lonely feeling evaporated just as quickly as the steam that had once billowed from her now lukewarm coffee. With a few clicks and swipes, the message appeared and what she read brought a smile to her face.
"I miss you…pick me up in an hour and don't forget the butter cookies Carly made." The words were punctuated with a heart and kissy face emoji and Jane chuckled as she quickly typed a reply of a thumbs up followed by a cluster of hearts.
"You're such a romantic." Carly quietly slipped behind Jane, reading the text message as she leaned down and placed her chin on Jane's shoulder to see better.
"Yeah, well…you know how us Rizzoli's are." Jane chuckled as she set her phone back down on the table and watched Carly move around to sit across from her.
"I'd ask, but I can see that you guys liked the scones." Carly grinned at Jane. "Oh, before either one of us forgets...here's the box of butter cookies I promised Maura." She set a light green bakery box tied with a pretty pink bow down on the table in front of Jane.
"Ummmm, thanks. I don't think she'd forgive me if I forgot these." Jane reached across the table and pulled the box closer to her before setting her phone on top so she wouldn't forget.
"So, not that it isn't nice to see you or anything…but…um...," Carly hesitated before finishing. "Did Aunt Angela send you here to check up on me?"
"Damn, I've blown my cover." Jane tried to smile but the fact that her presence had instigated some sort of ulterior motive just meant she wasn't spending enough time with her cousin as she should be.
"You can tell her I'm fine and that I've been taking care of myself. And I've been taking my prenatal vitamins too." Carly gave Jane a wary look. "She's worse than my own Ma."
"I know and I'm sorry. Ever since Pop took off; she's been missing something. She's excited for you…," Jane started to say but then let out a heavy sigh. "It's been hard for her."
"I know and I'm really happy to have her here to help me." Carly gave Jane a grateful smile.
"She's looking forward to working here. It'll be good for her. Hopefully it will keep her mind off the other stuff like Pop, Tommy…,"
"Speaking of Tommy, how's it going? Any word on when he gets out?" The question caused Jane to frown and shake her head in response. "Well, at least he's been dry since he got arrested."
"So far." Jane shrugged her shoulders. "I guess we'll see what happens in six to eight months."
"I guess so." Carly didn't know what else to say.
For a minute, they sat in companionable silence until Jane finally cleared her throat and spoke. "Um, how's Ryan?" She asked.
"Pretty stressed I suppose." Carly turned her gaze to the window and the darkening sky. "She's been under a lot of pressure. All of you…," she didn't finish because they both knew what she was talking about.
"I know." Jane ran her fingers through her hair and sighed heavily. "I hate this."
"Me too, but it isn't just about him ya know." Carly paused when Jane gave her a questioning look. "It's about Maura too." She clarified.
"It is, isn't it?" Jane glanced down at her phone and the box of cookies. She waited quietly for Carly to look away from the window and when she did, there was a wistful smile on her face. "What are you thinking about?"
"Hmmm…?" Carly blinked a few times before rubbing her tired eyes. "Oh, I was just thinking about how much fun it's going to be to plan your wedding."
"My Ma told ya, huh?" Jane had a crooked grin on her face. "About that…," she started to say then stopped when Carly held up her hand.
"I didn't tell you how Ryan proposed, did I?" Carly leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms. A small smile played at her lips as she recalled that night five years ago.
"No…," Jane watched as Carly settled back revealing the small baby bump that was just beginning to show. The sight caused a pang of longing to well up in her and she grinned back as she waited for Carly to tell her.
"Well, it started out like any normal date night for us. Ryan had worked and as usual she was in a rush to get home and change. I'd made a reservation at this new place that had a two-week waiting list, but I knew the owner and got us a table on short notice. It was just a few days before Ryan's birthday and I'd been wanting to do something special but with her schedule being what it is…I thought it would be best to take advantage of our one night out. So, when she got home, she rushed into the bathroom to shower and get ready. There wasn't anything unusual about that except that she decided to use the guest bathroom. I was ready before she was so I poured myself a glass of wine to wait for her while she finished. And I waited…and waited until I finally decided to check on her." Carly stopped and took a deep breath as she tried not to laugh at the memory of what happened next. "You can imagine my surprise when I heard her swearing up a storm on the other side of the locked door. I could also hear water, like a lot of water, more than the faucet running kind of water. She didn't answer when I called out to her so I grabbed that little key thingy and opened the door. Do you know what I found?" She raised an eyebrow at Jane and waited until Jane shook her head. "I'll tell you what I found. I found Ryan standing in the middle of the bathroom in her underwear, soaking wet and fighting with the bathroom sink pipes as water shot out at all directions from the place where the pipes should have been."
"What? She took the sink apart?" Jane tried to imagine how that must have looked and the image caused her to laugh.
"Yep, she took the sink apart. Apparently, she had dropped something down the drain and decided to take the pipes apart to get to it." Carly leaned forward, set her elbows on the table, and placed her chin in her hand. She had a wistful smile on her face. "I was so mad at her. We were already late for our reservation. I couldn't understand why she didn't wait until we got home to tear the bathroom apart. But then she held out her hand, balled up in a fist before opening it to reveal a beautiful ring in her palm. There she stood, drenched from head to toe and hair sticking out in all directions, holding an engagement ring up for me to see. It was then that I realized why it had been so important for her to get it out of the sink drain before we went to dinner."
"She was going to propose." Jane let out a heavy breath.
"That's right. I guess she'd been practicing in the mirror and somehow dropped it down the drain." Carly looked down at her hand and the ring that she was wearing on her left hand. "She panicked and instead of asking, she simply shoved the ring at me and waited for me to say something."
"Wow, what'd you do?" Suddenly Jane didn't feel so bad about her own botched proposal.
"Well, I'll tell ya…," Carly paused to let out long, slow sigh. "The first thing I did was go up under the sink to turn the water off because by this time I was soaking wet as well. After that…well, let's just say we didn't make it to dinner. So, as you can see, sometimes things don't always go exactly the way we want them to go but in the end…," she gave Jane a wink and a slightly smug smile. "Things always work out."
"Thanks Carly." Jane reached across the table and took Carly's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I just can't help but think that I messed up my one chance to make this special for Maura. At least Ryan had a ring to give you."
"And, from what I understand…you do to. You just got it a little later. If you could do it over again, how would you do it differently?" Carly asked as she pulled the box of cookies towards her. When Jane gave her a questioning look, she just shrugged her shoulders and grinned. "Sorry, but I need one or…maybe three of these."
Jane couldn't help but laugh. "I guess the cravings have started." She watched as Carly lifted the lid and pulled out a few of the freshly baked butter cookies meant for Maura.
"I suppose, but I'm just hungry." Carly mumbled around a mouthful of crumbs. "So?"
"What?" Jane had been distracted and had already forgotten the question.
"If you could do it again…" Carly repeated her question.
"I don't know." Jane ran her fingers through her hair and looked out the window and grimaced when she saw the rain approaching. Her mind wandered to the many intimate moments she and Maura had shared in high school and a small smile played along her lips.
"What's that smile for?" Carly pushed the box back towards Jane. "Here, take these before I eat them all."
Jane moved the box to sit in front of her and placed a hand on it protectively. "I can't have that, now can I." She smirked as she thought about Maura's wrath at coming home empty handed.
"Well?" Carly pointed at Jane to get her attention. "Why the sly smile?"
"Oh, um…I was just remembering some of the things Maura and I did in high school." Jane mused as she ran her fingers along the string that was tied in a neat bow at the top of the cookie box. "We had some good times…some really good times." There was a mischievous glint in her dark eyes that caused Carly to laugh.
"I'm sure there were." Carly tried not to roll her eyes.
"Did I ever tell you about the time we went to the Ritz?" Jane leaned back in her chair and tilted her head in question.
"I seem to recall that you did it around your birthday." Carly scratched her forehead as she tried to remember.
"Good memory. It was my eighteenth birthday to be exact." Jane bit down on her bottom lip as she remembered that night. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks causing her to suddenly lean forward, place her elbows on the table and then rest her chin in her hands. "Maura got us a suite and…," she cleared her throat.
"And you don't need to elaborate. I saw you the day after. Remember?" Carly laughed.
"Yeah, well. I think that maybe I'd like to do something like that, ya know." Jane shrugged her shoulders as the beginnings of a plan started to form in her mind.
"Get a suite at the Ritz?" Carly asked.
"Uh-huh." Jane sat up straighter as her confidence started to return. "Make a whole night of it. Have a nice dinner. I don't know, maybe go out dancing or something."
"That sounds nice Jane." Carly watched with curiosity as Jane's demeanor changed. "But don't forget that both of your moms want to help. I've already had to rein in Angela when she started talking about peacocks."
"Okay…," Jane chewed on her bottom lip again. "Maybe we can work together on this." She drummed her fingers against the table as she thought about it. "Do you think if I let them plan the evening leading up to the suite, that would be enough?"
"I suppose we can work with that." Carly said as a sly smile moved over her lips. "But you know they are going to want to there for that."
Jane frowned at Carly's smile and what she had said. She had intended for the evening to be one where her and Maura were alone. "I'm not sure I want that." It was something she wasn't willing to share.
"Think about it Jane. If you want to go dancing and they want to come along…," Carly rubbed her hands together as if she had just come up with an evil plan. "You'll have to go to a gay bar and I would pay full price to see that."
"Are you kidding? Angela Rizzoli at a gay bar…," Jane laughed then leveled her gaze at Carly as the idea sank in.
"We could make a night of it. Me, Ryan, your Ma, Constance...all of us out for a night on the town. Even invite my Ma, Bella, and Mia." Carly sounded hopeful. "Of course we would leave you alone at the Ritz…," she said quickly when she saw the skeptical look she was getting.
"This is turning out to be a bit of a circus if you ask me." Jane dropped her shoulders in anticipation of defeat.
"Come on Jane. Please…Ryan and I could certainly use a night out and it would so much fun." Carly clasped her hands together in a show of begging. "I'll even bake the ring into a cake if you want."
"That won't be necessary. With my luck, Maura would choke on it." Jane laughed. "I guess a night out wouldn't be such a bad idea, but I need to run it by Maura first." She let out a heavy breath at the realization she had just been talked into something she wasn't sure she was ready for. "Why do I get the impression this is turning out to be more like a bachelor party than a surprise re-proposal?"
"It'll be fun, I promise." Carly said before suddenly turning serious. "It will be good for us to get out and celebrate something."
"What are you talking about? We've got a baby shower to plan too." Jane pointed to Carly's stomach. "Are you gonna do one of those sex-reveal parties?"
"I don't know. I'm not sure we are going to find out or not." Carly frowned as she rubbed her eyes again. "Ryan hasn't been around much…what with work and all."
"She says the same thing about you." Jane let out a heavy sigh.
"I know. We've both been pretty busy, but once Angela starts…it'll be different." Carly gave a slight shrug.
"You look tired. Why don't you go home?" Jane asked even though she knew the answer.
"I will, but I've got to finish up here." Carly said as she pushed herself up from her chair.
"Please Carly, don't stay too late. Promise me." Jane couldn't disguise the worry in her voice.
"I promise. Just a couple more hours. I'd like to get home in time to have dinner with Ryan." Carly had a wistful expression on her face. "We good here? You gonna tell your Ma that I'm fine?"
"Yeah, but if I call and find out you didn't make it home for dinner…I can't be responsible for what my Ma might do." Jane gave a small, sly smile at the light threat.
"I will Jane. Ryan and I need some time together." Carly leaned down and gave Jane a quick kiss to her cheek. "Give Maura my love and don't you dare forget the cookies." She tapped the top of the cookie box with her fingers.
"I wouldn't dream of it. She'd probably make me sleep on the couch if I did." Jane laughed as she gathered her things to leave. "I'll see you later Cuz. Please take care of yourself and that little bun in the oven there." Jane called out as Carly disappeared behind the counter. She glanced over her shoulder to see Carly giving her a thumbs-up before turning her attention to a case filled with pastries.
As Jane headed towards the door, she couldn't help but feel that there had been an underlying sadness radiating off Carly. She knew that Ryan had been burning the candle at both ends with her normal case load, but it had gotten worse with the addition of the Paddy case. The stress of work and a baby on the way would be tough on anyone and Ryan was no exception. But they were all struggling with so much more at the hands of Paddy Doyle and as Jane left Carly's bakery she couldn't help but feel the heat of resentment burning in her chest. She wanted it to be over so they could all go back to the lives they had before without his looming presence that seemed to poison everything it touched. With a heavy sigh, she pushed the door open, stepped outside, and ran right into Giovanni.
"Whoa…Janie. What's up?" Gio grabbed Jane by the arm to steady them both as they collided.
"Hey Gio, not much." Jane allowed him to stop her and move them away from the entrance to the bakery.
"You doin' good?" He asked as he casually leaned against the wall next to them.
"Yeah, we're doin' good. How 'bout you?" She looked up at him noticing the mischievous grin and then she realized what she had said.
"We, as in you and Maura?" His smile widened as he watched her fidget.
"You got me Gio. Yeah, me and Maura." She shook her head and rolled her eyes.
"Finally. It's about time." He laughed as he slapped her on the back.
"I know." She said with a shrug of her shoulders.
"Well, after the last time we talked I wasn't sure it was going to happen but I'm really glad it did." This time he grabbed her and pulled her into a hug. "You deserve this Jane. You both do."
"Thanks Gio. How 'bout you? Any one special in your life?" The hug was brief but it was enough for her realize that he was truly happy for them and almost crush the cookies she was holding.
"You know me…," he wiggled his eyebrows. "There's always someone special."
"Aw, come on man…," Jane gave him a gentle but playful push. "Any prospects?"
"I been seeing this girl for a few months but ya know, we're just havin' fun." His cheeks colored as he looked down and kicked at the concrete under his feet.
"I know you Gio and no girl has ever made you blush like that." She pointed to his pink cheeks. "What gives?"
"Alright, alright." He held up his hands in surrender. "I do kinda like this one…like really, really like her." It was the only concession he was willing to give her.
"That's good." She smiled up at him. "Does she feel the same?"
"I think so." He ducked his head shyly. "Hey, you hear about Doyle's son?" The sudden change in subject caused Jane's eyes to widen.
"Um…yeah. Why?" She asked as she pulled back a little to put some distance between them as if that would somehow protect her from his impending questions.
"You workin' it?" He shoved his hands in his pockets and leaned closer to keep their conversation between just them.
"Nah…," she shook her head, feeling her cheeks grow warm as she lied.
"That's some crazy shit though, huh?" He continued, completely oblivious to her discomfort. "It's got the neighborhood rumor mill going hard."
"Really?" Jane's interest was suddenly piqued. "What kinda rumors?"
"Well, that Paddy's kid was in a relationship with one of his rival gangs. Like some sort of Romeo and Juliet shit." He ran his fingers through his shaggy hair, pushing it off his forehead causing it to stick up in all directions.
"Hummm…what else? You know who the rival gang is?" She tried to ask casually even though her mind was coming up with questions so fast she wasn't sure she could remember them all.
"Truth be told…no. But there is speculation it has something to do with Dimitri's group. He had a daughter about Paddy's kids age, so I'm kinda thinking it may be more true than not."
"The Russian mob? Are you fucking kidding me Gio?" Her voice rose an octave higher than usual.
"What? I said they were just rumors." He tried to defend himself.
"Sorry…," she let out a heavy sigh as her mind went over several new scenarios. "You said that Dimitri had a daughter. What did you mean by that?"
"Yeah, you remember last year when that girl got killed in that really bad car accident. The news said it was a drunk driving accident." Gio sighed sadly.
"Shit, yeah. I remember that one. It was a one car accident. She wrapped her car around a telephone pole." Jane pushed her hair away from her face as another memory about that case came to her. "Didn't she have a baby in the backseat?"
"She did. I think that's why I remember it so well. She got killed but the baby was unharmed. Thank goodness for car seats."
Suddenly Jane's legs felt wobbly as she started to put things together in her mind. It was rumored that Colin and this girl had been having a relationship and then there was a baby. A wave of nausea washed over her as Gio filled in the gaps.
"So the rumor is that the baby was Paddy's grandkid." Gio watched as all the color drained from Jane's face. "Hey, what's up? You feeling alright?"
"Um, no…I'm not." Jane pushed away from the wall she was leaning against. The sudden moved caught Gio by surprise causing him to jump back to allow her space to move.
"What's wrong Jane. Did I say something wrong?" His voice was filled with concern as he watched her push past him.
"No Gio. I've just got to go talk to Maura." She tried to give him a smile over her shoulder as she headed toward her car, leaving him standing outside the bakery with a bewildered look on his face. "Really, it's okay Gio. I just remembered something about a case Maura and I are working on. I really need to talk to her." She was relieved when he gave her an understanding smile. "We need to get togehter sometime…dinner maybe."
"Yeah, that'd be great." He waved at her as she started to climb in her car. "Give Maura my best."
"Yep…," Jane gave him a quick nod as she climbed in the driver's seat and started her car. Setting the box of cookies down in the passenger seat beside her, she grabbed her cell phone and typed a quick text to Maura before she sped off to the BPD.
Maura looked down at her phone when it chimed announcing an incoming text. A smile swept across her face when she saw it was from Jane, but as she read the short message that seemed to be all business, she couldn't help but frown. 'On my way…we need to talk' it read and as she reread it, there seemed to be an unspoken urgency in the words that held none of their usual playful banter. It wasn't like Jane to so curt and it caused Maura to worry.
Looking around the autopsy room, she tried to decide if she had left anything undone as she pulled the black latex gloves off her hands before dropping them in the waste basket by the table she had been working at. A quick survey convinced her that she had cleaned up and put everything away except for the paperwork that needed her attention before she was finished. She grabbed the clip board that had been precariously balanced on the edge of the table with the intention of finishing in her office but as she turned to leave, the sound of someone clearing their throat caused her to freeze.
"Maura…," Paddy's voice seemed to echo in the small autopsy room causing Maura to shiver.
Turning to face Paddy, Maura lifted her chin to show him that she wasn't afraid. "Paddy." She said with an air of authority. He was on her turf now and she wanted him to know that. "Isn't it a little…," she paused as she tried to find just the right word. "Presumptuous of you to show up here?"
"This is one of the last places people would expect me to be so it makes it one of the safest places to meet." He didn't move as he spoke.
"I suppose there's some truth in that." She sighed heavily as she tucked her clipboard under her arm.
"Do you have anything new to discuss with me?" His eyes flashed dangerously as he asked the question. It was as if he was testing her and she knew why.
"If you already know, then why the pretense? Just ask me." She gave him a hard look to rival the one he was giving her.
"Is it true that the gun used to kill Colin was registered to Jane?" He asked, his mouth setting in a grim line anticipating the answer.
"Yes, it's true." Maura said with a finality that caused him to hesitate because he hadn't expected her to answer truthfully.
"Then she needs to watch her back." He crossed his arms and glared at Maura.
"The gun that was used was stolen from Jane fifteen years ago when she was still a rookie. It was reported then and now…," She paused briefly to gage his reaction. "it has turned up in a murder investigation. There is no proof that Jane had anything to do with this and that means she is not considered to be a suspect by you or anyone else."
He watched for any indication she was lying and only gave a curt nod when he was satisfied she was telling the truth.
"I want you to know we are working on this night and day. I want justice just as much as you do." Maura let out a frustrated huff.
"Why?" Paddy asked, his face softening for the first time.
"Because no matter what, he was my brother. He deserved better than having you for a father." Maura's voice held an unspoken accusation.
"I suppose you're right. At least I did right by you." His shoulders dropped in defeat.
"Don't mistake this for sympathy. I don't feel sorry for you. You gave me away to strangers when I was a baby. It worked out and I was lucky to have been brought up wanting for nothing, but still, you gave me away." There was a hard edge to Maura's words as she glared back at Paddy.
"Did you have a good life Maura?"
The question took Maura by surprise, causing her to blink a few times as she considered her answer. "It was enough." She said with a sad sigh.
He looked away from her trying to shield the guilt in his eyes before turning back to face her. "I won't go after Jane…not yet. But you better find out something before she becomes the scape goat." His voice took on that clipped tone he was known for. Turning towards the delivery bay doors, he stopped and looked over his shoulder at her. "And Maura…," he paused to make sure she was listening. "Don't try to keep things from me. I always find out."
"Hey, come on back Paddy…," Jane's voice called out from the doorway surprising Maura who hadn't realized she was standing there watching them. "Come on now." She moved to stand next to Maura, crossing her arms in a defiant way. "You were saying something about keeping things from you. But you know, it goes both ways. I mean really, why wouldn't it. We both know you've got your own secrets."
"I don't know what you're talking about." Paddy turned around to face Jane and her anger.
"Oh, I'm sure you do." Jane rolled her eyes. "Think real hard." When he didn't say anything, Jane decided it was time to force him to play his hand. "You tell her or I will." She pointed at him to emphasize how serious she was.
For almost a minute Paddy didn't say anything as he tried to figure out how much Jane knew and how much she was bluffing. The look in her dark eyes brokered no argument and it was then that he realized she knew everything and that he would have to tell Maura. This had been his last bit of leverage and now it was about to be gone.
Jane had seen the realization in Paddy's eyes and she watched with interest as several emotions passed over his face as he tried to decide what to do. She could also feel the uncertainty radiating off Maura who stood next to her with an impassive expression on her face. But Jane knew Maura well enough to know that she was anything but calm
Maura watched the exchange go on between Paddy and Jane making her feel like the odd man out. It was a feeling she didn't like but she trusted Jane to make sure she knew exactly what she needed to know.
"Tell her Paddy…," Maura could hear Jane's voice as it echoed in the small space just as Paddy's had earlier and the effects were starting to make Maura feel dizzy. She glanced between the two of them wondering what would come next.
"Maura, you have a niece…," Paddy's words came out in a quiet whisper and Maura almost didn't hear them. In fact, she wasn't sure she had heard what he said. Turning to Jane for confirmation, she was met with a sad expression and a single nod before realization caved in on her bringing her world down around her in one fell swoop.