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    Entropy

    Story written on December 21, 2011 by Spellbound.
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    He reached for the file on the coffee table next to him and opened its simple manila cover. “Ahh, Jane.” He sighed happily. Freshly printed pictures of Jane in the grocery store. He could see from the images that she bought only the basics of what she would need. Meals for one. A single 6

    He reached for the file on the coffee table next to him and opened its simple manila cover.

    “Ahh, Jane.” He sighed happily. Freshly printed pictures of Jane in the grocery store. He could see from the images that she bought only the basics of what she would need. Meals for one. A single 6 pack of beer. A single bottle of wine. The monotony of the task was etched on her face. He studied her long dark hair, flowing over her shoulders in an unkempt chocolate waterfall. His fingers reached out and brushed the image, he could almost smell her. Lavender and fear; his favourite scent. He set one image from the group aside, before returning his attention to a sheet of paper.

    It was a request for leave from the Boston Police Department. Only 3 days. At the bottom it was signed J. Rizzoli. His fingers traced the script and he could see her signing the form without ever giving it another thought. She would never suspect that he would be reading this form. He placed it carefully on top of the photographs and picked up the next photograph. It was already his favourite.

    “Happy Birthday Jane.”  He smiled as he reached for his scalpel and sliced her head out of the image. 

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    “Do you feel better?” Maura asked as Jane stepped into the living room and collapsed onto the couch.

    “No.” Jane grumbled. She felt like road kill and Maura’s immaculate presentation and distinct lack of any hangover symptoms at all were infuriating her.

    “That’s a shame.” Maura sat next to her on the sofa, Jo Friday jumping into her lap almost immediately. “I didn’t get a chance to give you your gift.”

    Jane brightened at the thought. In truth, she did feel much better, the tea and breakfast that Maura had made for her had done a lot to brighten her mood, although she was sure that it had been the copious and somewhat violent vomiting that had, in fact made all the difference.

    Chugging almost a full bottle of water, she bounced gently on the sofa. “Yay. Gifts!” the childish delight in her eyes made Maura chuckle, it had been a long time since she had seen Jane this happy and it warmed her heart, maybe more than she let on.

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