"Were you drunk? Were you high? Did you eat breakfast this morning—"

"Jane." Maura tried again.

Jane put a hand out. "No Maura I'm not done."

Ron shook his head. "I'm telling you Jane, I was approaching the light—"

"Are you sure? Couldn't it have been yellow? Was it yellow?—"

"I have twenty twenty in both eyes Detective, just listen to me." Ron said firmly. He had already been through levels of this when Frankie and Nina arrived and he was done with the insinuation that he was fumbling old man behind the wheel. He was a safe driver; he had driven for longer than they could walk and never once got into an accident. The light just…changed.

Maura had a firm hand on Jane's arm. Someone had to, it looked like Jane was ready to throttle the poor guy. "Jane. Angela is going to be fine. I have spoken with her doctors, just let him explain."

The taller woman growled under her breath that there had better be a damn good explanation for why her mother was getting stiches right now and then crossed her arms securely to her chest. "Fine, speak."

Ron sent Maura a thankful look. "The light just changed."

"Traffic lights don't just change, Ron."

"Green, to red. Just like that, we were in the back of the line; all the others slammed the breaks too."

"Janie!"

Jane turned to see Tommy running down the bustling hospital hallway with her father not far behind. "Tommy." The two embraced quickly.

"She okay? Ma okay? Ah man she has to be okay." Tommy's face was red with emotion and took a moment to let his sister go. "Janie she's gotta be okay, where's Frankie? Maura." He noticed the doctor and immediately let go of Jane completely in exchange for her. "Is she okay?"

Maura could feel Frank Sr.'s eyes on her but ignored it. Tommy looked like he would lose his mind if not given a straight answer, "She will be fine."

"Thank God." He exhaled heavily and held his head. "Ah man…"

Jane watched her father closely. "Frankie and Nina took TJ and are making sure she gets her own room once she's done with some tests….Where the hell were you two?"

"Nice to see you too, sweetheart." Her father nodded.

Tommy shifted his weight. "What kind of idiot doesn't stop at a red light?"

Ron stepped forward. "This kind of idiot. It just changed you know I would never drive recklessly with your mom in the car Tomm—"

"Who the hell are you?" Frank asked suddenly shifting his curiosity from Maura to the stranger. "Her caretaker?"

Ron had already learned all he needed to learn about Frank Rizzoli from Angela. He simply shook his head and crossed his arms. "I'm guessing you're Frank."

Jane's father nodded proudly. "When the mother of my kids ends up in the hospital I wanna make sure everything is okay, sue me."

"You can be here if you want, I don't think she would want to see you though."

"If I want? You can't tell me what to do."

Jane grabbed Tommy's collar and pulled him aside forcedly.

"Aye!"

"What in the hell were you thinking bringing him here, Tommy?"

"I wasn't thinking at all! I got a call from Frankie that Ma was in the hospital we were at a meeting together—" He grabbed his collar back.

"You were at a meeting?"

"Yeah y'know 'cause I'm not gonna just yell at him and kick him while he's down, you threatened to arrest him? That's real low, Janie."

"He showed up to the precinct drunk Tommy, harassing Maura in the middle of an autopsy—"

"What the big deal sometimes I go say hi to her—"

"This is why you will never understand what an ass he's being, because you're one too."

"Oh I'm an ass huh? Where were you tonight sis?" Tommy bit.

"Where was I? At dinner Tommy, what the heck is that supposed to mean?"

Tommy shrugged. He actually didn't know where that comment had come from, but in the chaos of war while weapons were scares he often reverted to just blurting things aloud and with confidence regardless of their relevance.

"—Don't you have some other family to be looking out for?" Frank sneered. He didn't like Ron, he really didn't like him. Sure he had moved on and sure Angela would have too but at least Sean Cavanaugh was a tempered man. Ron was too calm, too sure of himself and his place in his family.

Frankie and Nina rounded a corner with TJ holding Nina's hand and as if on cue both verbal scuffles died down almost immediately to greet the toddler. Maura shook her head in amazement before exchanging a look with Nina one would describe as welcoming. She hadn't been around many full blown Rizzoli family debacles and looked a little alarmed.

Frankie shook his head at them. "Well now that we're all here…" He motioned to Nina. "Pop, Nina, Nina, my somewhat estranged father." The middle Rizzoli didn't give the time to shake hands. "We're getting married."

"Daddy!" TJ ran to his father's legs and hugged them. Behind the denim of Tommy's jeans he looked up everyone. "Grandma gonna be okay?"

Tommy bent down and rubbed his back. "Yeah bud, grandma's gonna be okay." He looked back up at Maura, a fashion of the same panic he had earlier briefed. "Right Maura? That's what you said right?"

And suddenly all eyes were on her.

"I'm… not her doctor—"

Jane sighed and motioned to TJ's wide eyes. "Maura."

"A few lacerations. I'd imagine they would want to keep her overnight for observation…. As a precaution to any brain damage or internal bleeding not yet recognizable though scans."

"Bweeding!?" TJ wailed.

Jane uncrossed her arms and got down to TJ's level but not before tossing her best friend a "really?" Jane wiped off some debris from TJ's shirt that only children seemed to have on them before nodding at him. "What Aunty Maura meant was uh…that when you get a bump there is stuff you have to look at on both sides." She explained by poking him in the side. TJ giggled.

Nina nodded. "Right little man, it's like actually pretty cool."

Ron nodded. "Totally harmless."

"Grandma has a bump?"

"Uh…" Frankie nodded once. "Right, we just gotta make sure she knows we're here for her…for company."

Frank Sr. nodded. "Hospitals are where families go together."

The little boy nodded in understanding. "Rizzoli?" He asked Jane.

She poked him again and the toddler began to erupt into a fit of laughter; his worry now long forgotten for play time with his aunt. "That's right bud, we're Rizzoli's."

##

Jane handed Maura a paper cup of hot coffee. "I just think it's not really helping him to imply that every medical concern can be summarized as a bump, Jane."

Jane robotically pushed another clamp down to the coffee urn in the cafeteria to refresh her cup. It was now getting close to midnight and all the family time together in the cramp waiting room was starting to kill her. Literally take her life. She couldn't look at her father, and Maura was too into some medical journal she had probably bought off a passing doctor to entertain her. Tommy and TJ had passed out. Nina was on her tablet while Frankie tried his best to stay neutral by sitting in the middle of everyone but even Jane noticed him glancing at his father glancing at his fiancé.

She needed to stretch her legs and breathe.

The detective was glad her mother would be okay, but she was also now seeing she was faced with a reality that Frank was in fact her father, and if anything happened to her brothers or her mother again he, she supposed justly, would want to be there. It irked her that he would get to be, he didn't get to be. Not after leaving them like he did. Just because he decided to be sober today didn't mean he suddenly got that right. It was making everyone uncomfortable, especially poor Maura and Nina. Who now that she thought about it would also be there if anything happened to anyone too.

"The kid has only known bumps and booboos, Maura." Jane looked down at her coffee and decided not to add sugar.

"Booboos hold very little medical description."

Jane smiled tiredly. "Maura."

"It's true." She smiled a little at Jane's goofed expression now. "Oh good, I was afraid your face would stay scowled forever." They capped their coffees and walked toward the end of the sterile smelling hospital café and sat down at a small round table near a large window. It looked rainy outside, Maura knew a few degrees colder and ice would soon form and make driving difficult. This accident could have been a lot worse for Angela.

Jane let herself chuckle but then returned her thoughts on the evening turned night. "I can't help it."

Maura nodded and rested her elbows on the table to lean forward some. "Sure you can."

"I'm pissed, Maura."

"I know, but what will that change, he's here right?"

"Well I can't exactly ask him to leave can I?"

"You could have, although I think you realize that it would take the focus away from your mother."

"Yeah…You okay? I mean… " She hadn't exactly told Maura what happened on the phone that night, not the full extent of it. Maura reached for her coffee and nodded simply. "Okay." She remembered something then. "Why was Kennedy looking for you first and not me?"

Maura was hoping she wouldn't have noticed but Jane was a detective. It was near humorous how she often forgot what that entailed.

Jane watched carefully as Maura put her coffee cup down and considered her words. A truth was coming.

"A year ago Angela had a syncopic episode."

Jane's eyes widened, "Fainted?"

"She was only dehydrated Jane, and I was with her at home." Jane opened her mouth again. "She didn't want you to know."

Jane exhaled heavily. "I should be more surprised."

"You do the same."

"Hide booboos?"

"From me too."

It was true. Jane groaned softly and ran a hand through her hair. "She can't just fall Maura, she's old but she's not that old, and she's my Ma so…"

"So she must live forever."

"Yes." Jane answered seriously which made Maura smile at her and reach to cover her hand on the table. "I guess… I guess I always imagined I'd never really have to worry about her like this…" She shrugged. "I'm not exactly a gym teacher y'know?" Admitting it out loud made her feel both guilty and depressed. She loved what she did but Jane wasn't naïve to the fact that in her career she continued to cash her luck. Skill and wit most certainly, determination and instinct of course, but there was something to it, some charm she dare not tempt with ignoring it.

Maura knew, it didn't help her stomach from tightening and her heart rate from increasing at the sheer possibility of a world without Jane Rizzoli. "The occupational hazards are marginally different." She managed to keep her tone even and supportive.

"My point, Maura."

"I said I wouldn't mention it if we went through all the proper medical channels, eight specialists. If I was not going to tell you I needed to know it wasn't anything you'd need to worry about." She tilted her head. "It hasn't been easy."

"Lying to me?"

"I'd never lie to you, Jane."

"Well…" Jane looked away but knew Maura had only surprised her because she had done something she herself would do. "Still doesn't explain why Kennedy—"

"Your mother appointed me her Power of Attorney for medical emergencies."

Jane found her face. "She…?"

"She doesn't want any of you to have to make any decision you couldn't, and since it was Frank prior…."

"And he'd pull the plug for a race horse." Jane crossed her arms on the table.

Maura pulled her hand away. "I told her I would need to think about it, and when I had given it proper consultation I agreed." She considered her coffee not really knowing what the look on Jane's face meant, it was new. "It would be difficult... given our closeness, but I understand her reasoning, and if it came to it she has already went through what she wants…" Jane didn't say anything. "This isn't that time though, Jane. She will be fine."

The detective shook her head at herself. "When'd she faint, Maura?"

"A year ago."

"When?"

"During the summer, August I believe."

Jane looked down at her paper cup. She didn't remember August. She had been so wrapped in a case that she could barely remember anything about the month. Korsak had a birthday in August; they all went out for drinks…

Maura watched her friend's mind churn the information. "No one has ever asked me to do anything so important." Maura shifted in her seat to comfort herself. "I hope you understand I did not want to betray her confidence."

Jane shook her head. "You don't sound sorry."

Maura nodded as they locked eyes. "I'm not."

"When were you going to tell me?"

"I'd hoped I never had to."

Jane sighed heavily and let up a small but tired smile. "Yeah…"

In exchange for Jane's smile Maura let her seriousness soften just a little. "You aren't upset?"

"No." The slender woman brought her shoulders forward and reached for her paper mug to take a sip of her coffee. "Ma has her reasons." Jane decided. She had a headache but even past that she could see that this wasn't a decision her mother or Maura had taken lightly.

"You won't bring it up will you?"

Jane huffed. "Damn right I will. If anything happens to her I guarantee I'm the one that's gonna be stuck with all those stupid doilies she ordered, I need to have some kind of say in something."

Maura chuckled softly. "Jane, that's horrible."

The detective let out a large breath of air as the nervous hum of any family emergency began to leave her system. "Just stitches right? That's what they said?"

Maura nodded. "All her tests came back negative, which is a very good sign."

Jane leaned back in the small plastic chair she sat in. "You think she's not letting us in because she's embarrassed of all the yelling in the hall?"

"Probably."

Jane huffed. "Smart." Maura smiled back at her and let it fall gracefully when Jane stared at her a moment more.

"What is it?" She reached for her cheek.

"You're still all dressed up." She must have just noticed it.

A faint burning hit her ears but Maura nodded after looking down at her dress. It was beginning to wrinkle. "I am."

"I can drive you home. Get a change of clothes?"

Maura shook her head firmly. "No, I'd like to stay, Jane."

Jane nodded before taking another sip of her coffee. Maura did the same. "So I guess this means no homework right?" The medical examiner raised a brow. "No questionnaire."

Maura's face creased in great concern. "I don't think there is enough qualitative data to complete it no." She reached into the black clutch she had brought with her and pulled out a folded sheet of paper.

Jane's brows shot up as she shook her head and leaned forward to look at what was on it. "You really are a Poindexter." She couldn't help a loud laugh as she first started to read the typed checklist with room for hand written notes. There weren't many.

Maura pointed a perfectly manicured finger to the first item. "Don't tease! It's pointless to not keep proper documentation during every scientific inquiry."

Jane was still shaking her head. "Oh I haven't even begun." She grabbed the paper to get a better look.

"Jane—"

"I wasn't late!" She motioned to Maura's notes after a moment of reading.

The ME crossed her arms to her chest. "You were seventeen minutes late."

Jane shook her head. "So wha, that's points off which category of the questionnaire then?"

"Dependability."

"Dependability!?"

Maura was chuckling. "Jane, lower your voice." They were still in a hospital after all.

Jane waved the paper around. "What about the time I rescued you from being tossed down an elevator shaft? Or Maura, or the time I saved you from drowning to death in the wetlands, or jail, do we need to talk about jail?" Jane huffed and slapped the paper back onto the table. "I'm gonna find a pen, you better write all this stuff down next to my seventeen minutes." Maura couldn't help her giggling now. Jane stood and pointed at her. "I'm for real Maura, wait till I find a pen."

"Jane, Maura, there you are."

Jane looked up and Maura turned in her chair at the same time both slightly red from their hilarities to see Nina clad in skinny jeans with Frankie's heavy leather jacket draped over her shoulders. Her lip gloss had faded after cup of coffee number three, and her usually bright smile was kept into tight sleepiness. She was holding her tablet.

"You two are going to want to see this."

Jane approached her. "What's up, Holiday?"

She shook her head. "Well you don't really have a talkative bunch out there." Jane crossed her arms and agreed. The tight space with all those chaise pushed so close together to maximize turn over had become too much for her. She didn't blame her. "Ron and I got to talking."

Jane suddenly felt a little bad for how fiercely she came after him. "How is he?"

"He's convinced something was off with the traffic light."

Maura had stood and was holding both she and Jane's coffee. "Electronically?" She looked over to Jane. "Well that doesn't seem likely; most traffic signals in large metro areas run on a vehicle actuation model instead of a fixed time system." Both and Nina and Jane looked at her. "What? Haven't you always wondered what controlled them?"

"No." Jane answered before letting a corner of her both twitch with amusement.

Maura shook her head. "It's very fascinating." She looked at Nina. "The data gathered adjusts traffic green time with the abundance of vehicle on the actual road."

Nina nodded. "It took me a little longer to get there but I did." She smiled at Maura. "I pulled some footage from the red light ticketing cameras at the time of the accident." She frowned then. "The cars in the front were totaled, but what was odd was that there was virtually no traffic flow to indicate a sudden green light off the main road. There were only a few cars and a shipping truck. There is no way on a vehicle actuation system that this would have happened."

"So you're saying it's broken?" Jane shook her head and then glanced at Maura when Nina shook her head no and began to poke at her tablet to bring up a grainy video of the intersection.

Jane and Maura huddled around her. "Here, at normal speed." Nina pointed a painted nail at the image before tapping play. The brief moment of quiet before loud chaotic honking and the crunching of mental could be heard as the women tried to make sense of what they were seeing.

"Ron's car." Jane motioned with her chin when she found the familiar sedan.

"Yes it certainly seems like this was too sudden to be routine." Maura agreed as she watched people leaping from their cars and running forward off camera to help the injured.

Jane looked at Nina. "You said this was regular speed?"

Nina nodded. "When I slow it down watch the east corner." She pressed a few more buttons and then hit play.

Jane watched as a grainy figure stood still at the corner with a hood over his head. His, it had to be male, the way his shoulder's squared and his overall confidence in standing on a street corner at night alone could only come from a lifetime of maleness. He wasn't a teenager, nor someone unfamiliar with Boston. He leaned momentarily on a nearby post office box. If lost or unsure of ones surroundings you wouldn't lean. He was comfortable watching traffic slow to a stop, if anyone had seen him they would think he was waiting to cross and then something happened, a movement, it took only a second. Jane had blinked.

"Go back."

Nina nodded and reversed the film per ten seconds.

"What's he doing?" Jane asked before pointing. "Look, look he's just standing there watching the crash…." She looked up at Nina. "Is there any way we can get the other street camera?"

Nina shook he head. "Broken. Facilities were to come and repair it tomorrow morning actually."

"Broken…" Jane shook her head. "Why do I get the feeling this wasn't just some crash?"

Maura shook her head as well. "A third."

"What?"

She handed Jane their coffees before pulling her cell phone out of her clutch and looking between the two women. "A third collision."

Recognition finally hit Nina. "You mean that really bad crash on Broadway last week?"

Jane nodded. "The other one on Thursday." She remembered speaking to her mother about it on the phone. "What are you doing?" Maura had been searching her phone for a number.

"Having any fatalities from this collision sent to my lab as well." Jane gave her a look. "Well wasn't that what you were going to so bossily request?" She raised a knowing brow as she brought her cell phone to her ear, Nina only chuckled. Jane couldn't help but smirk a little as Maura stepped away from them when she finally reached someone she needed. "Yes, this is Doctor Maura Isles, The Chief Medical Examiner of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts—"

The Detective turned to Nina. "Where's Frankie?"

"Making sure we don't get kicked out of the waiting room."

Jane nodded. "Okay, I'll call Korsak, he'd be able to get us that incident report on the broken camera, and the footage from the other crashes. Could you go over this and try and get anything else out of it?"

"You got it." She began to leave.

"Oh, Holiday?" Her future sister in law turned. "Please and thank you."

Nina chuckled. "You're not that bossy….more….demanding, It's good."

##

"All I'm saying Vince is that it would be fun, think about it? Seven days, the open air, water…me in a bikini?" Kiki raised a brow suggestively which made her husband chuckle. "There is a lovely retreat that sails in a month, let's do something fun in the sun while it's cold here."

The two sat crossed legged facing one another. Kiki wore a simple yoga pant and top with her hair up and Vince leaning against the wall of their living room strumming gently on his guitar in his lap while four puppies slept near their feet.

Sometimes Vince couldn't sleep. It was nothing new to him but his wife had always been bothered by it, felt sympathetic, worried. It was only once they really became an item that he realized not being able to sleep wasn't a normal thing, and now? Well Vince still couldn't sleep some nights, but now having Kiki with him, having time for just them, it was nice. Sometimes he fought to stay awake just so they could have this time together.

"Y'know? A week wouldn't hurt right?" He nodded. Kiki pumped the air in excitement. "What kind of bikini?" He chanced.

Her chuckle was interrupted by the violent buzzing and loud beeping of Vince's cell phone on a nearby end table. The puppies all began to yelp in unison and Kiki smiled at her husband knowingly before reaching over to grab the device and hand it to him.

He smiled at her, a mixture of sorry and thank you. "This is Korsak."

"Vince, its Jane."

Vince chuckled. "I knew you'd call eventually, but it's a little late, Jane."

"Ma's been in an accident."

"Oh my gosh—Angela was in an accident. " He shared when Kiki gave him a look of concern. "What happened? Where is she?" Without needing to say anything Kiki began corralling the puppies and making arrangements for them to be dropped off next door. Starsky and Hutch would be fine home alone. Korsak put his guitar aside and began looking for his pants.

"She's alright Vince. We're at the hospital—"

"Hospitals aren't where you go when you're alright." Rosy, the runt of the litter began to cry out. "It's okay Rosy. We'll be back girl." Jane was already used to the slew of weird animal noises she got whenever she called Korsak at home. She waited patiently. "I'm on my way, Jane." He finally said.

"Wait Vince!"

"What is it?"

"Just…just drive safe okay? Nina pulled something from a light camera and it's… we think someone is switching signals for sport."

"For sport?"

"Yeah… just take the back roads. I'll be here."

##

"What's up with this TV huh?" Tommy glared up at the tiny monitor in his mother's room. "Ma! Your tv is broken!"

"Can you throw something at him please?" Jane growled at Frankie before looking back at her mother adoringly "Ma, are you sure you're okay?"

Angela watched as Frankie tossed an empty plastic cup at his brother's head.

"Ow! What the heck man?"

"That didn't hurt!"

"Ma!"

Jane glared again at the two who immediately quieted and then back at her mother who she had a protective arm around the back of her large pillow and was leaning on the side of the bed to get a better look at her. "Ma, are you sure—"

Angela looked over to Maura who sat with her usual erect posture and a small smile. She had only asked to see her kids first, only because she knew Ron would understand, TJ was fast asleep, and had no idea that Frank Sr. was there and also because she was pretty certain they wouldn't leave the poor medical staff alone until they saw her with their own eyes. She was tired is all, the whole commotion of tests this and tests that all for a big ol' bump on the head? She'd done quite a bit of fussing in her day, still even, but this was too much.

"Maura honey, can you please tell her I'll be okay?"

"I know you will be okay but I'm asking about now, Ma." Jane interrupted.

Angela looked back to her right and reached for Jane's hand. "How was dinner?"

Jane furrowed a brow, a look that made her look like a kid again, at least in Angela's eyes. "Dinner?"

The matriarch motioned to both of their wardrobe choices. "It must have been a nice place for you two to be all gussied up?"

Jane huffed and Maura smiled. "Gussied up, Ma? Really?"

Angela looked to Maura. "She ironed her shirt."

Maura and Jane glanced at one another. "I noticed."

"You know how long I've been trying to get her to iron her shirts before she went out? It makes all the difference. No man is going to think you'll be a good mother if you don't know how to iron a shirt." Angela turned toward her daughter, a rough chuckle emerging when she saw how embarrassed she looked, it only made her wince at the fresh patch work above her eyes.

Maura touched Angela's arm. "Is there any discomfort?"

"Yeah Ma." Frankie came over to where Maura was sitting. "Nothing hurts right?"

She smiled up at him. Frankie had always been the quiet son, he followed Jane around everywhere and now he was getting married. She shook her head at him while smiling and Frankie began to look more and more perplexed than concerned. "Nothing hurts dear."

He nodded once before looking over at Jane and motioning to their mother. "She's looking at me funny right?"

Jane craned over to look at her mother's expression while Maura quietly ruled out stroke. "Yes." The eldest detective confirmed with a small laugh. "They drug you, Ma?"

Angela chuckled again despite the pain. "I just love all of you—"

Tommy laughed. "Yeah she's high."

Maura pulled Angela's chart from the side of the bed and read it quickly. "No, no pain medications were administered." She looked back at Angela with a medical eye and then smiled. "Perhaps it's hormonal."

Jane made a face. "Can we not talk about my mother's hormones, Maura?"

"What?" She looked across the hospital bed at Jane and smiled at her body language curled protectively around her mother. She motioned to her. "Oxytocin is a particularly important hormone for women. It is a peptide produced in the brain that was first recognized for its role in the birth process, and also in nursing," Jane's face grew sour. "It's also called the cuddling hormone for a reason, Jane,"

Angela reached for Frankie's hand. "Where's Nina, Frankie?"

"Nina? Oh she went to the restroom before…" He paused and even Tommy had come to the same realization.

"You left her out there with Pop!?"

"Your father is here!?" Angela sat up in a furry.

"Take it easy, lay back down," Jane eased before watching her two brothers scramble out of the room to rescue her.

##

"So what, it's like a computer?" Frank Rizzoli leaned in to get a better look.

Nina nodded. "A hand held version."

Ron scratched the back of his head. "I just don't understand why you'd need to bring a computer everywhere with you." Frank huffed in agreement.

"Well…" Nina shrugged gently as she sat in between the two older men. Frankie's jacket hid the movement from either of them and it wasn't like they'd notice anyway, they were both too engulfed with her tablet to notice her. She really didn't mind seeing as how she had no idea what she would say to them given its absence. "Moments like this, where you find yourself in an unbelievably awkward situation because you had to pee."

"What if you want to play a CD?" Frank asked. "Things got no CD hole."

"Nina." Frankie came around the corner in a jog with Tommy in toe. She stood immediately and looked at him. He smiled sheepishly. "Sorry." He mouthed.

Now having the screen of the tablet which had been in Nina's hands away to distracted them both Ron and Frank Sr. looked up.

"How is she?" They both asked and then glared at each other. Well, Frank glared really, Ron just realized how close he had been sitting to him and stood to create distance.

"She's good." Tommy nodded with his hands on his hips as if he had put the stitches in himself. With a glance at his son still knocked out on the chair beside him he shook his head. "Gonna bring this little stinker in to see her."

"C'mon, she was asking about you." Frankie put an arm around Nina's shoulders as they began to walk.

"You're in so much trouble Mr. Rizzoli" She joked.

He smiled. "It's detective—Ow!" He grinned when Nina pinched his side. "I know." The two disappeared down the hall.

##

After the final exams came back negative and after protest from every Rizzoli present Angela insisted she was okay to leave and check out of the hospital. Frank had seemed put off by the notion that everyone just decided to continue on to Maura's house afterward. He left somewhere during the commotion of car arrangements, Maura didn't know exactly when but she could remember feeling just a little saddened by it when she had realized he wasn't there. Korsak and Kiki headed home as well with promises from the Sargent Detective to meet up in the morning to review a better quality of mooing image. Nina's tablet had lost its charge soon after zeroing in on a suspicious male lingering before and after two far away angles of the crash footage from tonight.

The footage from the Broadway accident hadn't been reviewed yet but all law enforcement present sat in the waiting room drank cup after cup of speculation, tossing ideas back and forth, reviewing the uncanny nature of a coincidence. They turned it over and over until Maura herself had actually fallen asleep sitting upright beside Jane.

Speculation without real antidotal evidence exhausted her and though she was sure they were on to something she couldn't really deal with unorganized manner of it all.

After that they were quick to relocate where unbelievably a second wind was found amongst the detective team. Angela retired to the guesthouse with Ron, TJ and Tommy took the guest bedroom near the green bathroom where Jane usually slept when she came over and Jane, Frankie, and Nina all stayed up doing Buddha knew what in the living room.

A call came in at seven in the morning to Maura's cell phone effectively waking her up and putting her in motion. The scene of the crime was cleared and as requested eight victims were being signed in to her lab. Since she hadn't anticipated this Kent would not be in to correctly receive them until ten that morning. Eight bodies meant eight families wanting closer, it meant at minimum eight hours of work given the delicate nature of what victimology would mean in this case which all meant she needed to get a move on it.

Maura Isles thought very little as she went through the motions of waking after a very restless week. She changed quietly into black capris and a form fitting top and threw her hair in a bun before making her way downstairs. She would change into her scrubs when she got in.

Frankie was lying on the couch on his stomach with a more petit Nina Holiday curled on the backs of his legs with a pillow on his lower back. She would have found it endearing if it didn't look so ridiculous. Jane sat upright with her head bent forward at an impossible angle, her black mane had been pulled back into a lose ponytail at some point and she was still dressed for their experiment albeit a tad more wrinkled than when she first arrived the night before.

Maura couldn't bring herself to wake her.

At that moment though the detective's head jerked softly thrusting Jane into fuzzy consciousness. Something was close to her and Frankie? What? Were they in danger? Where was she? Jane pinched her eyes shut firmly to allow her other senses to adjust. Lavender? Maura… Maura's living room.

Maura waited patiently once she realized Jane was beginning to wake.

"Maur.." Jane croaked softly when she woke fully and looked up at her friend with an adorable curiosity.

"I didn't mean to wake you." The ME apologized softly before she touched Jane's shoulder. "I've been called in." Jane shook her head sleepily before rustling up all the energy she had to stand. "No, Jane go back to sleep."

Jane shook her head again before sniffling some and looking around them. "I'll take you." She began to shuffle into the hall to get her shoes as if on autopilot.

Maura laughed breathily and followed her. "You are in no shape to drive."

Jane was going to say something but was interrupted by her own yawn. "Maura you saw what we saw right?" She yawned again and took a moment to let her eyes adjust to the darker hallway. "Where are my boots?"

Maura grabbed Jane's left arm gently. "I will take back roads only, scouts honor." She raised her free hand and smiled at the skeptical look Jane wore.

"You were never a girl scout."

"I was too. Science Scouts."

"That's not a real thing."

Maura rubbed her arm gently. It was clear she would have to give Jane a specific job. "Stay, make sure Angela has everything she needs."

"I'm worrying." It was meant to be an internal thought but there was something about just waking that had always made Jane Rizzoli incredibly honest.

"I've realized." Maura watched her continue to figure herself out before moving her hand from Jane's arm to her flat stomach. Jane looked at it then her. "She may need help getting breakfast together for everyone."

The taller woman shifted. "…Alright." Maura moved to slip on her coat and grabbed her clutch from the night before not having the time to properly accessorize would probably kill her; Jane realized she probably didn't have to worry about traffic accidents. They neared the front door once Maura was ready to brace the cold. "Let me know if you find anything." Jane reached for the doorknob and opened it letting in a gust of icy morning air that actually made her shiver a little.

"I will." In the privacy of their position in relation to the door and line of sight from the living room Maura turned gently into Jane and pressed a small kiss off the side of her mouth near her chin. Jane blushed heavily. "Go back to sleep." Their eyes danced on the others though. "I mean it."

"Look who's being bossy now."

Maura tilted her head in amusement before turning and stepping down her front steps gracefully given the small puddles that had glossed over during the night. Jane sighed and watched her breath in front of her before scratching the back of her head and blushing further at her thoughts.

"Awunty Jane?" A tiny voice called behind her. Jane turned quickly to see TJ standing at the foot of the stairs squinting cutely. "Can I have some milk pwease?"

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