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"The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other's life." –Richard Bach

Epilogue

Somewhere in Ireland, late August 2015

Time is very interesting.

Many suns and moons later, gone were the great kingdoms of Ireland. The fields remain green but time changed how the land was used. The villages disappeared into small towns and cities while letters were replaced with phones.

The Doyle Kingdom faded with time with the castle, as it's only remains in history. Books, writings, and old archives were found to the point that museums and exhibits started to show interest once more to the medieval world.

Upon approaching the old Doyle castle, an archeological team entered with their leader. "Now, anything you find will be placed in the crates. I will look over each item in person when we return to Dublin," the doctor informed the group.

At these words, they began to spread out. The doctor pulled out a flashlight and began to look around the area. There were many items along the walls such as tattered tapestries and old armors. It was something that they already collected plenty of but they were in search of anything showing the representation of the Doyle kingdom or even (among the doctor's research) the Order, a secret society known for their assassins.

"Doctor," the doctor turned and approached to see a worker coming up from a staircase.

"What is it?"

"You're going to like what we found."

The doctor went down the stairs, entering a cellar to see multiple square items wrapped and several chests.

"My friends, we've hit the jackpot."

Boston, Massachusetts, July 2016

"Jane, I prefer if we are not late for this exhibit," Maura commented to her fiancé as she entered the kitchen.

"I'm movin. I'm movin, Maura," Jane popped out of the hallway while getting her boots on. "Why are we in such a rush?"

"I want to be there on time."

"It's not like the exhibit is going to leave immediately," Jane retorted.

Maura gave a small glare at Jane. "I know that but the fact it's about my ancestor. I wish to meet the person in charge of all that," she informed.

"I know. Who is this person anyways?"

"Dr. Collins. I've read the articles written by them about medieval times and it's quite insightful as if a story."

Jane gazed at Maura, seeing the glint in her eyes. She loved seeing the look in Maura's eyes and it made Jane fall in love with her more and more.

"Come on," Jane placed her hand out toward her. Maura took it and leaned up, kissing Jane's cheek as they walked out.

When they arrived, Maura and Jane were escorted to the exhibit and noticed that it was empty. "Dr. Collins wished to show this privately to you before the actual museum displays it," the museum director explained.

Maura nodded and began to look at the artifacts. They were swords, knives and shields and a type of weapon worn by assassins called hidden blades. It was quite fascinating and even, Jane began to wander around until she halted in front of a painting.

It was impossible but there it was.

"Maura, you need to see this," Jane called out.

Maura walked over and asked as she walked, "What's wrong, Jan..." She stopped and stared up at the painting. It was a queen sitting on her throne with a warrior whose hand on her shoulder. It wasn't the fact that it was beautiful or anything but it caught her off guard.

"She looks like you. I look like...this is crazy."

"Insanity but technically, you look like them," they turned to see a well-dressed woman approaching. She was as tall as Jane with dark brown hair but what Jane noticed was the gray eyes. The woman glanced up at the painting then placed her hand out toward Maura. "Dr. Alexandra Collins but I prefer Alex," she introduced herself.

Maura took the hand shaking it. Oddly, Maura seemed a bit relaxed with the stranger as well Jane. Usually, the detective would be a bit suspicious of new people but this young woman seemed to give a calm aura. "Doctor Maura Isles and this is my fiancé, Detective Jane Rizzoli."

"First of all, congratulations and second, welcome to the exhibit."

"It's big," Jane commented as she looked around the exhibit, seeing the armor and weapons.

Doctor Collins nodded, "Took about five years of research and five years of living in Ireland to get it all done."

"I heard somewhat the Irish accent but I don't like to guess."

Jane leaned in and whispered to Doctor Collins, "Trust me, she doesn't."

Collins chuckled and replied, "I grew up here in Boston. My great grandparents were from Ireland and I remembered them, telling me tales of medieval Ireland. It became a passion of mine later on in life."

"It's an impressive collection." Maura's gaze then returned to the painting. As she looked back at the painting, gazing at the likeness of the Queen and the hooded figure. Seeing the intrigue in her eyes, Dr. Collins commented, "The Queen and her guardian, the Master Assassin. It was quite a find and one of my favorites."

"I'm surprised that it's in such beautiful condition. Where did you find it at?"

"There's an old castle ground. Supposedly, where your ancestor ruled," the doctor explained. "Found this in the very deep chambers as well as several other paintings and artifacts."

Jane approached another painting of her doppelgänger. "What about her," she inquired.

"I found a couple written documents in old Gaelic in a leather journal. Time affected it immensely but what I've translated in a couple pages that I found was that she became leader after her mentor died of battle wounds. She was fair and strong." The doctor pointed to one more painting in the back of an older woman with a blade drawn from her wrist with a crest on her wrist. "That was her mentor," she informed them.

Jane and Maura looked over and each had a surprise expression. They then looked back at the doctor. "I know. My older twin," Doctor Collins smiled. "My family goes back as far as yours. Supposedly this was painted after death due to her great importance to the Queen. Not much about her except the last name was MacCoughlan and she was married to a lord who was murdered by a tyrant. The same tyrant who tried to steal it from your ancestor, Maura."

Jane returned her gaze to the other painting of the Queen and her doppelgänger and noticed the matching necklaces wrapped around their necks. "How close were they," she wondered aloud.

The doctor smirked and answered, "There are two different rumors. First one was that they were just best friends; a queen and her guardian."

"The other," Maura inquired.

The doctor glanced at the portrait then back at them. "Lovers," Jane guessed softly, seeing Alex's eyes, looking at Jane and Maura's entwined hands.

It was a simple nod. "Yes. A secret love that saved the kingdom," Dr. Collins stated. For a moment, the world froze and it even seemed that something came over them. As they stood, it seemed there was a pull between the three of them.

Until we meet in this life or the next, a whisper came.

Chills ran up their spines and Maura shivered, as she commented, "Cold isn't it?"

Doctor Collins nodded in agreement.

"So," Jane spoke suddenly, "you specialized in all of this?"

"Yes. I lived in Boston years ago then I went to NYU for a bit, did exchange programs in Ireland and England. But something drew me to this," she gestured toward the artifacts. "The world that my ancestor belonged to. Your ancestors as well."

"We appreciate it," Maura expressed.

"I would also be honored if you be my guests for the exhibit's opening. You may also bring some friends and family to join you."

Maura glanced at Jane who she knew wasn't into the whole museum scene. For a couple moments, Jane looked around the exhibit then back at Maura. "You want to go," Jane inquired to her lover.

Maura nodded enthusiastically. "Excellent," Collins smiled.

R&I

Jane and Maura arrived dressed both beautifully and eloquently. Jane wore a form fitting white dress while Maura paired off with her in black. Make up was done to a finesse as well as hair, making them the center of attention when entering the exhibit (besides the obvious fact that they looked like the paintings).

Jane leaned in and whispered to Maura, "Have I told you how lucky I am to have you in my life?"

Maura blushed, leaned up and kissed Jane's cheek, replying, "The feeling is mutual, my love."

"Janie! Maura," they turned their heads to see Angela standing with Korsak, Frost, Cavanaugh Frankie, and Tommy with TJ in his arms, waving a wooden sword.

They walked over, greeting everyone as Frost complimented, "Looking fine, ladies."

"Thank you, Barry," Maura smiled.

Jane approached her nephew with a wide smile, kissing his cheek and asked Tommy, "Why did you bring him?"

"Doctor Collins insisted, saying there are activities for TJ," Tommy replied as TJ waved his little sword.

"I'm a knight," TJ smiled.

Jane and everyone giggled with Jane replying, "Yes, you are!"

"Dr. Isles! Detective Rizzoli," they heard and turned to see Dr. Collins, approaching in a slacks and a light blue button shirt with a blazer. "I apologize for not changing. I've been here since you left to make sure everything's perfect."

"Doctor Collins, I think it's safe to say that you can address me as Maura. Also, you are dressed perfectly fine."

"That's a huge compliment from her and I agree with Maura. You can call me Jane," Jane added.

Alex smiled at this and stated softly, "Jane. Maura."

"Dr. Collins," she turned her head and noticed a photographer. "You mind if we take a picture of you three?"

Alex turned to them, gesturing to a portrait that was cover behind a curtain. Alex cleared her throat and everyone became silent while the curator handed the doctor a microphone. "First of all, thank you all for coming. At age thirty-eight, I've accomplished a goal that I have had for the last ten years," she began, getting a deserving round of applause. "I'm also honored by the presence of Doctor Maura Isles and her fiancé, Detective Jane Rizzoli. Ironically, both look like the subjects of some of the paintings. But, please enjoy the exhibit and I present my most favorite piece."

She then pulled the chord to the curtain to reveal a simple portrait. Everyone gasped and the three women looked each other briefly before taking places in front of the portrait.

Someone brought a chair for Maura who took a seat then Jane and Alexandra took a spot on each of her side. Unknown to them as the photographer began to take their picture, the promise that the late Alexandra MacCoughlan expressed to her Queen and apprentice was fulfilled.

They were united once more in a new life.

The End

Thank you to my readers, followers, and reviews, just everyone who took the opportunity to read this! I'm very proud of this! Anyways, I got a new story developing already! So, I will see you all again in my next story! So until then!