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“No,” Lilith begged, holding Adam in one arm while reaching out to the potion with the other. She had been so close, but Zelda held it just out of her reach, snatched out of her hands before she could feed Adam the fatal tonic. And Lilith wasn’t sure she’d have the strength to go through with it if she was delayed any longer, if Zelda didn’t give her the poison now.....it was hard enough to rally herself this far and the longer the poison was out of reach, the more she was delayed, the more she felt she couldn’t do it. But she had to, she had to keep him from the Dark Lord. 

“I can’t keep running, Sister Zelda. He’ll always find me, always....this is the only way to keep Adam from him. I need to free my son and free myself; it’s the only way, don’t you understand? We’ll never be free, never” She implored Zelda to give her back the potion, to let it be done. “He’s given me just six hours with Adam and then he’s coming to take him, to make him suffer, he’ll...he’ll do everything he did to me, everything he did to make me ‘worthy’ he’ll do to make Adam ‘tough’” There were tears pouring down her cheeks even though Lilith wasn’t aware she’d even begun to cry, “Please, it’s the only way. I’d rather him dead than raised by him...and then he’ll kill me too. We’ll both be free. But not if you don’t give me back that potion. Please”

There is nothing in the world that she hates more than fighting with Maura.  Of course there is the obvious like-- crime. She hates that.  Fighting with Maura is different, because it’s something that’s her fault. All of this always is. Maybe if Jane could get her own shit together she wouldn’t be so stubborn.  “They do!”  She shouts.  “They do matter.  Of course, Maur!”   A shaking hand runs through her hair as she breathes slowly.    “But c’mon... what about my feelings? You kiss my brother.   Both of them! Then what? Expect me to give you my permission to marry ‘em?”    If she had to pick it would be Frankie.   Tommy is a good man when he wants to be but he couldn’t give Maura all she deserves. No one can. She could play it off as if she’s just angry that it’s her family.  That Maura could hurt one of her brothers. Or vice versa.   “I’m not mad... that it was them.   Or any of the other guys.”  She’s never been good at having friends. This will be what ruins the best thing she’s ever had.   “It’s supposed to be me.  I’m mad it wasn’t me.”

@witcherinq​  asked    ━     what is frankie's biggest fear?

uh,  his  biggest  fear.  i  feel  like,  he  has  quite  a  few  fears,  being  the  anxious  man  that  he  is?  but  i  think,  the  biggest  one  he  has  is  failure,  and  not  being  good  enough  is  a  very  close  second.  it’s  why  he  works  so  hard  for  everything?  like  in  highschool,  he  was  not  only  great  at  sports  (  he  was  good  enough  to  play  professionally  and  would  have  if  not  for  his  shoulder  injury.  )  but  also  spent  every  other  free  moment  studying  his  ass  off  and  succeeded  in  graduating  as  the  class  valedictorian.  i  see  him  also  being  a  part  of  a  lot  of    clubs  too!  then,  after  he  got  injured,  he  threw  himself  into  physical  therapy,  and  labored  until  his  shoulder  was  good  enough  for  him  to  qualify  for  the  police  academy,  which  was  probably  a  very  hard  thing  to  do.  then  he  worked  his  ass  off  yet  again,  and  graduated  from  the  academy  second  in  class.  after  joining  the  force,  we  saw  him  work  his  way  up  from  a  beat  cop  to  a  detective  in  a  matter  of  few  years,  which  again,  not  something  everyone  can  do.    to  me  all  this  labels  him  as  a  man  who’s  deathly  scared  of  failing,  of  being  not  good  enough.  the  desperation  to  succeed,  to  make  something  of  himself,  also  stems  from  most  people  either  calling  him  jane  or  mike  rizzoli’s  little  brother  during  most  of  his  early  life.  so,  he  worked  hard,  made  sure  everyone  knew  who  frankie  rizzoli  was. 

“I don’t care if the world ends, one way or the other. It’s not my interest. I’ll survive either way”

“All the signs were there. If you knew where to look”

FRANKIE’S  INSTAGRAM   ft.  MAURA  ISLES