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    Last Rites, First Love (Final Chapter)

    Maura paced and was too furious to be worried. Korsak had treated her like a child and an interference? She knew the pressure he was under and that he was trying to save her life. It still made her too upset to even think about an apology. All she could think about were Paddy’s words and that damn tattoo. ” When I am gone, you will be the last Doyle. These eyes are a forewarning to anyone who lays a hand on you.”
    Short-sighted narcissist that he was, Paddy Doyle was not circling the wagons to protect his daughter. Instead, he had marked her as a target.
    That meant only one thing to Maura. Someone had killed Paddy Doyle today and the streets of Boston were in a revolt.

    Maura ceased pacing and attempted to draw officer Gates into a conversation. She had been away from work so long; she would not have been surprised if the entire force was new and full of twenty-year-olds.
    ”So, Officer Gates, you do know I am Chief Medical Examiner for the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, don’t you?”
    Gates seated himself across from her and responded. “Yes, I do, but I am less afraid of you than I am of Korsak. You need to stay in here, Dr. Isles.”
    “Of course,” Maura reasoned. “All I really need to ascertain is what I am looking at when I do get out of here, as far as work, and autopsies. My wedding is in six days and I certainly didn’t intend to process all of South Boston through the morgue this week.”
    “I understand, ma’am. Congratulations.”
    Keeping her cool was damn near impossible, but very necessary if she was going to get any information from this fresh-faced youth.
    “How long have you been on the force, Officer Gates?”
    “Just a couple months, ma’am. Usually foot traffic.” Maura thought it odd that he did not mention his squad or graduating class. The new recruits were usually quite proud, a little cocky even when they first got their shield. In fact, polite banter usually followed about who their Captain was and what a hardass, etc. Or how thinks worked in the 19th versus the 27th. Perhaps, it was her nerves, but still, Maura thought it was odd.
    Still, no word from Jane or Korsak made her anxiety and ire begin to rise again.
    “Officer, I am going to use my phone, like it or not. Could you step outside the door at least to give me privacy? She took hold of her lanyard and shook her badge emphatically. “I have work to do Hippa Privacy law applies whether the patient is dead or alive.”
    “Dr. Isles. I will step out briefly but do not plan a getaway until Korsak gives an all clear.”
    That’s when she realized. Gates did not have a police walkie talkie. Otherwise, they would hear the periodic buzz on it and it was the radio that Korsak would use to announce the all-clear.
    Maura began texting wildly. First to the precinct to ask if Officer Gates was indeed a cop and had been vetted. She then copied the same text to Korsak and finally Jane. In addition, she added Honey, I don’t know where you are. BUT I am at the hospital and I got your message that you need me. There was gunfire in the ER and I am being sequestered for safety. Are you okay? Where are you?
    Maura called her office to see if the technicians were back from lunch. Chang answered the phone and Maura tried to speak quietly.
    “There is something wrong here, at the hospital. There’s been a shootout and I can’t reach Jane or Korsak by phone. Five bodies from what I could see covered up. Prepare the team, but do not leave the lab until you get an all-clear to come over here.”
    “Times up, Maura.” Gates emphatically ordered as he reentered the room.

    Again, Maura sensed something was off, because this impudent youth just called her by her first name. Some nerve. She wanted a badge number and the closer she looked at the badge

    Gates had on his belt, she realized it was not BPD.

    Gates pulled a pistol and grinned, ”I wondered how long it would take you to figure out. But you’re Paddy’s girl, and damn smart. We just got a few more minutes to wait for our ride.”

    With a terrified look, Maura questioned, ”May I ask whose side you’re on?”

    Gates barrel laughed as he said, ”From what I hear, there’s only one side left now.”

    Warehouse. That’s where she saw him. He was one of the men in the car that drove her to meet with Jane. This was one of Paddy’s men, so he was taking her for protection. It never entered Maura’s mind that Doyle was bagged or on a sheet-covered gurney.  A moment later glass exploded into the room and Maura leapt to the floor. The room filled with smoke as the door was broken in. Gates fired two shots  before he hit the ground and the cop behind the shield coughed as she bellowed, ”Maura.”

    Jane needed surgery but refused until Maura was safe. The instant after she found Maura hunched in a corner, she collapsed across her lap. Two minutes. Five minutes. Nine minutes. It felt like forever, that she was crying and holding her lifeless soon -to- be wife til the gurney came. And hoping. She was always hoping.

     

     

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    Comments

    1. Welcome back Jo:

      Very nice chapter, I was missing this story; and, please, you have to keep posting it because it looks like, there is a lot going on.

      I hope Jane is safe and Maura could hug her soon

      Thanks for the story and pps.

      P

    2. Thanks for the new chapter, the story has been missed so much, happy to see something on it. Now a question. You mentioned a new beau, the police captain for someone, were you speaking of Angela, sure hope so. Maura and Jane are still engaged hopefully and waiting for all this to be settled and they can be married. Thanks for posting.

      • Angela started seeing Cavanaugh a few chapters back. Now that I have the end in mind, I will finish it, but want to call this painful two yr wait to finish a ‘first draft,’ Thank you for waiting patiently. I actually can’t sleep, too much political crap going on and have been on a two day writing binge. I went back and read this from the beginning–all day. I actually liked it! BUT that wedding scene was so lovely, I am not sure I want it to be Maura’s exhausted dream. I will admit, once I put the tattooed eyes in, .this story just hit levels of a runaway train. It has taken a year in the classroom to retrieve my brain back onto the track! ha

    3. Thanks for sending a reply. I do remember when Angela became involved with Cavanaugh on the show and tried her best to hide the relationship to no avail. And Jane nearly losing her dinner over the fact. When I read that line in your 10th paragraph, I wasn’t sure you meant Angela., so good to know that you were. Have really missed this story just so happy that you are continuing it. Really hope you let them get married and have a life together and Frankie with his girl as well. You said in your reply that it has taken a year in the classroom to recapture your brain back, does this mean you have completed the work for your Master’s. If you have let me congratulate you, I know what you have accomplished and the hard work you’ve endured to do so. My daughter is about to complete her Masters degree as well, so completely understand what you have gone through. Good luck to you in your future endeavours.(I know that is the British spelling) and I really prefer it to our version of the word. Thanks for coming back to us and completing the story, so many authors leave their stories unfinished. It’s as if they don’t give a hoot. I understand that everyone has a life outside this board and it sometimes gets in the way of what we enjoy doing for pleasure but they committed themselves to do this writing and I think the least they can do is complete the story. A lot of the readers look forward to those stories for whatever their reasons. Have a great week and come back to us soon.

    4. Again, thanks for staying invested, I am almost finished with the first Master’s, done with all the classroom stuff , and all my writing /thesis type stuff is online. I had the most marvelous fiction technique class in the Fall and ch. 8, was titled BEGINNINGS and ENDINGS. The class was four twenty yr olds and I (50+). The Prof. is my age (:
      So she asked, what do you have a harder time with, beginnings or endings???
      Silence,…..mic drop. NO ONE HAD FINISHED SOMETHING to completion. For me,I explained the psychology of letting go kept me from finishing in fiction,The others were not true writers, just kids in a 300 level college class. So they finished assignments to turn in, So in that instant, we all agreed we would finish something by the end of class,but it also put me on a larger mission to come back and finish what I started for Jane and Maura.
      Right now the last chapter is handwritten, but they are not at a good place, so I am not posting until it resolves.Jane is furious over the tattoo and basically, tells Maura she can no longer trust her, I’m not good leaving it that way. So it will gel a little longer.

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