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"Someone is feeling better this morning!" Jane said, smiling. "Good morning, sweetheart," she told the girl, who looked healthier than she had been during the weekend.
"Morning, and yes, I definitely feel better," The teen said, smirking. She walked to the drawer to pick up her usual mug, but she didn't find it there. "Sorry, Jane. Have you seen the white mug…?" She intended to ask but was interrupted by a full mug of coffee and creamer that Jane had prepared for her. "Thank you", she answered and sipped from the cup.
"You're welcome, sweetheart," she said, kissing Megan's temple and passing by her, picking up the things she needed to make the sandwiches for lunch. I know this is not what you're used to, but Maura had to go to an early meeting today, so…" she said, picking up the things she needed for making the lunches.
"That explains the pancakes for breakfast," Megan joked. "You need help?" she asked afterwards.
"There's no need, sweetheart. But can you go upstairs and tell the kids to shake a leg, please?" she asked and Megan obeyed, she went upstairs. Jane remained in the kitchen working on the kid's lunch. Moments after, Megan came down the stairs with just Lily by her side, holding the teenage girl's hand,
"And where's Lucas?" Jane asked while cleaning her hands and greeting the little girl. "Morning, baby girl," she said, kissing Lily's cheek.
"Finishing his bag", Answered Megan and sat on one of the stools, eating a pancake Jane placed in front of her. Lily did the same and sat next to Megan, silently eating her pancakes.
"Smuckers? That's not exactly the Jelly Maura likes," Megan commented, seeing the jar on the countertop.
Jane chuckled softly. "Yes, but she doesn't need to know, and besides, PB&Js aren't as good with that unsweetened jelly Maura likes," she excused herself "And you will keep that little, beautiful mouth shut," she finished, smirking, pointing at Megan with a butter knife full of jelly.
"'bout what?" Megan said, shoving a piece of pancake in her mouth while she smiled.
"Attagirl," the brunette smiled and winked at her. She finished the last lunch bag and handed them to Megan and Lily respectively: "Grilled chicken and avocado, apple and orange juice for you, little baby girl and turkey breast, lettuce and tomato, no sauce on that weird looking brown bread only Maura and you like, grapes and apple juice" Jane explained. Megan looked impressed that she knew she liked that kind of sandwich, and about the grapes, she never thought that they would pay so much attention to her likes and dislikes, but she also knew they were very observant and attentive, so she didn't even mention it.
"Thanks, Jane," Megan said. "Thanks, mama," Said Lily, taking the last bit of her pancakes.
"Jane, can I ask you something?" the girl shyly asked.
Jane laughed softly. "Technically, you already did, sweetheart", Jane joked. "Come on, shoot", She said right after.
Megan suppressed the desire to roll her eyes and laughed instead. "So, for History, I have to write an essay with a partner, and he offered to do it at his house tomorrow after school. His dad will pick us up. Is there any problem if I go?" She asked, a bit ashamed.
Jane looked lovingly at her "Of course, there's no problem. But I want to know his name and his parents' names, and one of his parents must be at home, OK?" She adamantly said
Megan got nervous "Well, his name is Garret, but I don't know much more. I'll ask him today. Thanks, though" she said.
"You're welcome. And maybe all that sounded exaggerated, but I want to be sure you're safe," Jane said, rubbing Megan's light brown locks.
The teenager nodded "I get it" she said softly.
Jane smiled and looked at her watch becoming aware of the time "Lucas, you have 10 seconds to come down or we'll be late" she yelled.
Lucas came running down the stairs right after. "I'm here," he said. All four went to the cruiser and jumped inside, driving in silence towards the school.
"Goodbye, babies. Be good, be safe," she said, blowing a kiss to them.
Both kids jumped out of the car "Goodbye, mama" They al unison said.
"Bye, Jane," Megan answered before getting out of the car. The brunette waited for a few seconds until they disappeared inside the building before heading towards the Boston Police Department building.
She couldn't even reach her desk because Korsak appeared at the entrance hall "Rizzoli, we have a case, come on" he said graving his jacket from his chair.
"I already informed Dr. Isles," Frost stated.
Jane groaned a little, turning around. "So, what do we have?" she asked while walking to the elevator.
"A cop's been shot. Danny Clarke, from the Drug Unit," Korsak sighed.
"Yeah, I met him at the academy," Jane said angrily. They got out of the elevator and ran towards their cruisers, going to the crime scene.
While they were checking the murder and the evidence Cavanaugh came to the detectives and the cordoned off area "He was undercover" He started "I sent him to gather more information about the case of the murdered truck drivers in Charleston" he finished sighed guiltily.
"On my case? Without telling me," Korsak exclaimed angrily.
"That was my decision," he stated, gathering all the agents in place. I want all of the agents investigating this case. Until new notice, I just want the receptionist at the headquarters. Understood?" he commanded.
Cavanaugh was about to leave the precinct when Bobby Marino, Danny's partner, came infuriated into the place "You!" He yelled "If you would've kept us together Danny would still alive" he said approaching towards Sean with clear intensions of beat him down but was help be two officer before he could do anything. "Get off me" he said to the officers "I just hope you have a good reason to have sent him alone" Bobby said before leaving the warehouse.
"Hey, Meg," Garret shout.
I turned around and so him walking fast toward me "Hey" I said.
"Mm…How are you?" He said nervously.
"I'm good, thanks. You?" She asked in return.
He rubbed the back of his neck. "Fine," he smiled. "Have you asked your parents about tomorrow?" he asked.
I looked ashamedly at him. "Yes, They said yes, but they need to talk with one of your parents first. They are kind of… overprotective," I answered.
"That's no problem, I get it. I'll text you his name and number," he said. He wanted to say something more, but the bell rang, and both went to class. The day passed as usual for the teenage girl, but by mid-morning, they received an announcement that the last period's teacher had an emergency and had to leave. Due to the short notice, the school board couldn't find a replacement, so the last period they could leave early. In between two classes, Megan managed to call Maura.
Maura was in the autopsy room finishing Danny's autopsy when her phone went off. "Hello, sweetheart. Is everything okay?" Maura answered, puzzled by Megan's call.
"Hi, Maura. Yes, everything is fine, but the principal informed us that we have the last period free due to an emergency our teacher had." I told her, "I wanted to know if I could walk to the house," she asked, finishing.
"I don't know, honey. It's a really long walk," she said, thinking of something that could work out. "Better yet, the station is less than half a mile from the school; you can come here and hang out in my office. I don't really want you walking alone all the way home," she proposed.
Megan rolled her eyes. "Ok, that's fine", the girl said.
"Great, do you remember how to get here, right?" Maura asked.
"Yes," Megan replied.
"Ok. Please call me if anything happens," Maura said.
"Sure, I'll do," Megan answered.
"I'll see you here then. Have a good rest of the school day. Bye, love," Maura said.
"Thanks, you too. Bye," Megan said and hung up the phone. She rapidly walked to her locker, looking for a book for her next class. After finding what she needed, she walked to her classroom. She sat there, paying as much attention as she could while her algebra teacher spoke.
After algebra, the bell rang, announcing lunchtime; Megan was gathering her things when Christina, one of the girls who had shown her around, called her. "Megan!" she yelled.
Megan looked at her and waited for the girl to continue. "Why don't you come with us? After lunch, I can show you the music room. I've heard you play some instruments," she said.
Megan looked at her, puzzled, and couldn't resist the urge to ask, "Sure…but how do you know that?"
"I knew you'd ask that," she laughed. My father is the vice principal, and he told me. Technically, he isn't allowed to disclose your information to students, but he thought it was a good idea for you to know that part of the school," she said, smiling.
Fair enough," Megan exclaimed and went with Christina to the cafeteria. They arrived, and the table they picked was empty, so they sat and waited for Christina's friends to arrive.
"So, how are you doing so far? Do you like the school?" Christina asked.
"Ok, I guess. I like it," Megan answered, taking her sandwich out of the bag. When she took everything out of the bag, she noticed a little paper on the bottom of the bag; she picked it up. "Have a good day, sweetheart. Love Jane", read it. Megan felt a lump building in the back of her throat. She could clearly remember when she was younger and her mother was more at home, she used to write little messages in her napkins. She kept looking at the note for a few seconds, and Christina noticed that her eyes were glossy.
"Meg, are you ok?" She asked curiously.
She came out of her trance "Yeah, Yeah" she answered not taking her eyes from the note.
"Is that note from your mom, huh?" she answered. "My mom used to do that before," she said, her voice sounding sad.
"Used to?" Megan asked automatically.
The girl sighed. "Yep, she died like 3 years ago… cancer", she answered, sadness filling the atmosphere between both girls.
Megan could totally relate to her friends' feelings and wanted to give them some comfort, so she placed her hand on the girl's shoulder. "I understand," she said sympathetically. The blonde looked puzzled at her. "Both my parents and sister died recently," Megan said softly, almost whispering.
Christina's eyebrows narrowed in confusion, and she was about to ask Megan about what she had just said when the rest of her friends came.
"Hey! I see you've met my sister," said Garret, who approached the table.
Megan was surprised she never imagined that Christina and Garret were related "It seems so" Megan said smiling politely.
"Yes, this douche is my brother… twin brother", Christina said, rolling her eyes.
"Cool," Megan laughed. They all started talking about everything and nothing until they finished, and due to their teacher being out of school, each one took their own way.
"See you, tomorrow" Said Garret smiling, saying goodbye.
"Sure," Megan responded, tackling her road to headquarters.
Jane is back at the station, interrogating Bobby about Danny and the details of the case, when Frankie comes into the bullpen.
"Janie," Frankie said, approaching his sister.
"What?" she asked.
"Officers from sector six had brought in a girl that was arrested last night for possession and said she can identify the shooter" Frankie informed his sister.
"If we forget her case, right?" Jane smirked, knowing where all this was going.
Frankie nodded affirmatively "She's waiting g in the interrogation room number 2" he stated.
"Ok, I'll be there in a minute," the detective said, taking her gun from her belt and putting it inside the drawer on her desk. "I'll be back soon," she said to Bobby before leaving the bullpen with Frankie.
Frankie went downstairs and Jane reached the room and got inside "I'm detective Rizzoli" she presented herself "I've been informed that you were at the warehouse where the shooting happened and also that you saw the shooter. Can you identify him" she said adamantly and firmly.
"I won't say a thing until you assure me that I'm not going to jail," the woman said defiantly.
Jane got angry at her words. "You know that occulting information about the murder of a cop is a penalized act?" Jane said, "It's called obstruction of justice, and you can go to jail for that" She smiled defiantly at the woman.
"A cop?" the woman fearfully said. "I didn't know he was a cop!" she exclaimed and got very nervous. She stood from the chair. "I have to go," she said, but Jane grabbed her arm and pulled her down to the chair.
"You're not going anywhere," Jane said firmly. "Did you see his face?" she asked again.
"Ye-yes, there were two" she said shakily "I did and those are bad guys" she said at the verge of a panic attack "There are going to come and kill us" her breathing becoming hectic and heavy.
Jane tried to calm her down by placing her hand on her forearm. "OK, calm down," she said softly. "Can you identify them?" she asked again.
She nodded franticly. "Yeah, but what do I have to do? I don't know. I don't know!" she said, panicking. Jane continued to calm her down and try to get as much information as she could.
Meanwhile, Megan arrived at BPD. Before going downstairs, she went to the café to get some tea for Maura and coffee for Jane. She noticed that the station was emptier than it usually was. She ordered, and while waiting for her order, she saw three men entering the building and asking the guard in the reception something.
"Here's your order," The man behind the counter said to Megan.
"Thanks," she said, grabbing the coaster. She was about to get inside the elevator when she saw one of the men aiming a gun at the cop in the reception. In a matter of seconds, he shot three times. Megan saw everything happening in slow motion; the girl moved to the opposite wall, trying to hide herself from the shooters.
"Take his gun," one of the men said. She saw the door to the emergency stairs and immediately got inside as silently as she could but tripped and dropped the coaster before getting in, making the gunman shoot at where she was and grazing her arm. She placed one of her hands on her mouth to avoid making any noise and the other over the graze to try to stop the bleeding. She saw a little space under the stairs where she hid. She heard the door opening and footsteps. She remained silent and held her breath.
"Someone was here but ran," the man said, leaving the stairway.
"We'll get that bastard later. Now, Block any phone signals... Shut the power down…Go to the rooftop and vigil the street... You, go to the right wing and keep it clear…" She heard, and after that, the power went out. She didn't remain there anymore and started running downstairs but heard more shots in the distance, making her run even faster towards the nearest safe place she could find.
Jane was still interrogating the witness when the lights went off. "Oh my god! Oh my god! They are here; they are going to kill us!" the woman started to scream.
"Clam down!" Jane yelled and pulled down once again. "It's just a blackout; it might be a fuse," the detective said calmly. Jane grabbed her phone and tried to contact Maura, but she didn't have any signal. "Damn it!" she said under her breath.
"We have to get out of here! They are going to kill us!" the witness kept repeating. Jane was trying to think what to do and instinctively tried to grab her gun "Damn it!" Once again, she said, remembering that she had left her gun on her desk. "I need you to be quiet; I'll get us to a safe place," she said.
The woman nodded vehemently. When Jane grabbed the doorknob of the back door, they heard gunshots, which made her act even faster. She shushed the woman again and started to run as quietly as she could to the stairway.
She sneaked up to the mezzanine in between two of the floors when both heard another burst of shots and people running towards where they were. Jane started to get scared, but the woman with her started to sob loudly. "Shh!" she exclaimed when she heard people entering the stairway, but fortunately, the shooters went downstairs. "Stay here, you're safer," she said to the shaky woman on the corner, knowing both were hopeless without her gun.
"Don't leave me," she repeatedly begged.
"I'll be back soon," she said, standing up and walking towards the door. She entered the bullpen and found one officer dead, and the whole office made a mess. "What are these men looking for?" she asked herself. She ran to her desk and looked for her gun, but she just found the case. The detective damned herself for not leaving it in her belt and tried to call again by the landline, but just like cellphones, the line was dead. By this time, her frustration and worry were invading her. She returned to the stairs and grabbed a walkie-talkie on the way.
When she arrived at the door, she heard screaming coming from the witness, and before she could open the door, she heard another burst of shots. She stood at the door frame, abashed because one of the men aimed his gun at her, willing to shoot her mercilessly. The time stopped for her; her mind was filled with images of her kids and Maura. Jane remembered that her wife was in the building. She prayed for her to be safe and for herself to have the time to see her wife and kids at least one more time.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" was all she could hear. She opened her eyes and saw the gunman on the floor, hopefully dead, and saw Bobby wounded, appearing on the stairs. He checked the woman's pulse but there was none "She is dead" He informed Jane.
"Are you ok?!" Jane asked, worried. "Can you walk?"
He nodded "Yes, but we cannot go out. There are people watching the exits" he said angry.
"Who are these people?" Jane asked, trying to make sense of everything. Bobby shrugged and shook his head.
He looked. "She said something?" he asked.
"She could have identified the shooter", Jane said, burying her face in her hands. She was trying to think how to get to Maura and get them out safe and sound when a voice pulled her out of her thoughts.
"Janie!" the voice reputedly said.
The detective stood up and saw her brother struggling to climb the stairs. "Frankie," Jane exclaimed, running down the stairs.
"I'm fine, just a graze," Frankie said in anticipation of Jane's question.
"We have to find Maura," she said. Bobby came downstairs, and the three of them started to walk through the hall of the basement when Jane heard someone approaching. She gestured for the men to keep quiet, and Bobby aimed his gun at the hall, being prepared to shoot if necessary. They stared at the end of the hall, waiting for someone to appear, but instead, they saw something peaking from the end of the wall, like a black squared thing; they all looked puzzled at each other "Who is there?!" Jane asked with a firm, intimidating voice.
"Jane?" they heard, and the brunette realized that the voice came from her daughter; that was her daughter's unmistakable deep voice. She got even more terrified at the acknowledgement that one of her children was inside the building where a band of gunmen were killing everyone who dared to step in their way to find wherever they wanted.
Jane let go of Frankie and started to walk. "Megan, is that you!?" she asked. The girl appeared, and Jane ran towards her and pulled her in in a tight hug. "Oh my god. What are you doing here?" she asked, not letting go of the girl. "Are you ok?" she nervously said, pulling away from the teenager and checking her body for any visible bruise or wound. Her face became even more worried when she saw the improvised bandage she had on her arm. "You were shot?" she exclaimed, terrified.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. It's just a graze," the girl said, trying to ease the older woman's worry.
Jane let a breath out. "Maura will clean that up. Thank God you're okay," she whispered, pulling her in again.
"I'm sorry for disrupting your moment, but we have to move", Bobby said from behind.
Frankie came after him. "Are you okay, kiddo? What are you doing here?" he asked, stunned. He then involved her with his uninjured arm and kissed her head. She nodded and helped him walk.
"Yes! Why aren't you in school?" Jane said, still holding Megan's hand.
"Long story. But his right," she said, pointing out at Bobby. "These people are not playing around. We have to get out," Megan commented adamantly, but her voice was filled with worry and fear.
Jane nodded, and they started to walk towards the autopsy room. "Maura! Maura!" Jane yelled, whispering. "Take him to one of the tables," Jane said to Megan and Bobby, who were helping Frankie walk.
"What?!" He exclaimed. "The autopsy table already?" he said, joking.
"Not funny," Megan said.
"She's right, dude," Bobby said. "I'll watch the entrance," he said after placing Frankie on the table.
Jane walked to her wife's office "Maura, are you here?" she repeated.
The medical examiner stood from her desk where she was hiding. "Oh my God! Jane", she said to herself and went to the voice that came from the morgue.
"Oh! Jane. I'm so glad that you are fine," she said, launching herself into the brunette's arms and kissing her. "Oh my God, Jane. Megan is in the building. We have to find her; she's in danger!" she said, her voice terrified and mortified. Her breathing became erratic.
"Maura, calm down," Jane said, placing her hands on the blonde's shoulders. "Meg is safe and sound at the morgue with Frankie and Bobby. She's fine," Jane said, easing her wife's worry.
"Oh! Thank God," she said, hugging Jane tightly again and letting a few tears roll down her cheeks. Jane, they are looking for something. They were looking in the evidence locker for something, but they didn't find it," Maura commented.
"We'll figure that out later; now, I think you and I need to see our baby", Jane exclaimed, looking lovingly at her.
Maura wiped her tears again and nodded smiling "I do, I really do" she said.
They walked to the morgue. Maura let a breath out she didn't even know she was holding when she saw Megan leaning against the autopsy table in front of Frankie, rubbing her forehead.
Megan smiled when she saw Maura walking rapidly toward her. Maura immediately pulled Megan in as close as she could. "I'm so sorry, sweetie," she said a couple of times.
"Maura, there's no need for apologies. You didn't know this would happen," Megan said, not pulling out of the blonde's embrace.
"Let me see that wound," she said worriedly. She took the piece of fabric from the wound. It doesn't look too bad. It'll need stitches, though," she commented, seeing Megan flinch at the idea. "Jane, Please. I need some cotton balls, iodine, gauze, and tape, please," she asked Jane, who immediately looked for the things Maura needed.
"Here," she said, placing the things on the table, holding Megan's hand, and kissing her temple.
"This might sting a little, baby," Maura warned. She applied the antiseptic and placed the gauze, taping it to her arms; Megan didn't even flinch throughout the process. "All done, Baby", Maura said and kissed the bandage. After Maura finished with Megan, she examined Frankie, who had a pretty nasty wound on the leg near the femoral artery, which caused him to be disoriented and almost unconscious due to the massive blood loss. They heard a burst of shots repeatedly coming from the outside.
"We need to get out of here," Jane said, becoming impatient. But before anyone could say anything, they heard a voice that didn't belong to anyone present in the autopsy room.
"That's Korsak", said Frankie, and Jane remembered that she had a walkie-talkie.
"Korsak, is that you?" she said.
"Jane! Where are you?" Korsak asked.
"We are in the autopsy room. I'm with Marino, Frankie, Maura and Megan," she responded.
Korsak frowned. "Megan, as in your daughter?" he asked. "What is she doing there?"
"Long story," she exclaimed. "Frankie and Marino are wounded. Is there any way to get us out of here right now?" she asked.
"Jane there are shooters on the roof, going in or out is impossible" Frost shouted.
"Korsak, they are looking for something," Jane commented.
"Do you have any evidence from this morning's crime scene?" Korsak asked again.
Jane thought for a minute. "Yeah, just the cigarettes, but I still have them," she said, realizing that that might be what they were looking for. She looked for the package and while she was trying to figure out what was their interest in them.
"What might be in them?" Bobby commented and left the door to see the cigarettes.
"Dropped the gun," said a man who entered the morgue aiming an MP5 at them, and Bobby placed the gun on the floor. "You dropped the radio. Now!" he said, rageful. Megan instinctively turned around and faced the man, the same guy who shot the officer in the lobby. Jane did as asked and placed it on the floor.
"Give me the cigarettes!" He commanded "You have three seconds or the girl dies" he said pointing the gun at Megan. Maura immediately placed herself in front of the girl.
"Calm down!" she angrily said "I have the package here" she said. She reached for the jacket and pulled the cigarettes out of the pocket.
"Give them to Bobby," he said. Jane's eyes went wide, and they launched the package at him, not believing what was happening.
Bobby grabbed it and took the plastic bag off. He reached inside and took one of the cigarettes out and looked at it carefully "It's his camera" he said.
Then everything clicked in Jane's mind, and she understood why they had killed Danny; he knew that Bobby was the dirty cop, and he could have put him and his organization behind bars. "He knew you were behind all this, right?" she said. "That's why he had the micro and the camera."
"If he would have stayed away he might be alive" Bobby said "He looked for his own dead. I didn't want to kill him, but he stocked his nose in the wrong place. I had no option" he finished.
"And you killed the witness," Jane said.
He laughed "She was just a druggie" he said malevolently.
"Son of a..." she said but didn't finish the phrase.
He smiled. "Yeah, I am," he said and laughed again.
Unexpectedly, he aimed his gun and shot the other guy. Jane threw herself to one side, and Megan pulled Maura towards the other end of the table, where Frankie was lying. After the guy fell on the floor, Jane placed herself in front of her daughter and wife.
"But I'm also a fucking hero" he said approaching to them "And now that I have what I wanted, I'll stay here waiting to be rescued" he said smiling. What he didn't note was that Maura was pressing the button of the walkie-talkie with her foot, and Korsak could hear everything.
Bobby then went to the dead body of his colleague and grabbed the weapon he was using. "But before I'll kill you all. Don't worry, I'll kill you two first", he said, referring to Jane and Maura. "So you don't have to see your little girl die?" he exclaimed. Horror filled Maura and Frankie's faces, but Jane and Megan remained neutral as if they were shocked.
"I won't do that if I were you, Bobby," said Korsak through the radio. "This is over, Bobby."
Bobby's face changed, and now the sadistic smile was replaced by rage. He approached to the women and grabbed Jane "You're coming with me" he said and took her by the neck pressing his gun to her skull.
"No! No!" Maura said, trying to stop him.
"Stay there or I'll kill her" he threatened.
Megan grabbed Maura from behind, avoiding her to run after them. Then, a loud explosion was heard, followed by a lot of smoke, and a SWAT team entered the room. Megan let go of Maura "I love you" Maura said and ran trying to find Jane and Bobby. But the girl didn't think twice and ran after Maura.
Meanwhile, Bobby and Jane were at the entrance of the station. He was holding her, pointing at her head, and the complete police forces were ready to shoot at him, but they couldn't because of how tightly he was holding Jane. The detective kept on repeating, "Shoot him! Shoot him!"
"Come on bobby, let her go, this is over" Yelled frost.
"Drop your guns, or I'll kill her!" He demanded.
"Bobby, don't make this worse," Korsak said.
Then Maura came running from the doors of the station, followed by Megan, who grabbed her, not letting her go near them. Everything went back to slow motion; Jane grabbed the gun and pulled it against her in a desperate move to be set free. Bobby pulled the trigger, and it went off. The bullet pierced diagonally through Jane's body and hit Bobby in its way. They both fell to the floor.
Everyone was silent, not believing what had happened. Maura cried and screamed at her wife, waiting for an answer that never came. Megan couldn't say anything; her eyes were wide, and she was atonic. They all watched both bodies on the floor,, knowing the worst and waiting for the best.