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Just a little something I had thought off today.

"Holy shit!", Jane exclaimed as she left the interrogation room. "We got him?" Frankie sat on Korsak's chair. "What the-. What are you doing here?", Jane's anger from the fight with their suspect hadn't subsided and was now projected onto her little brother. "Frost and Korsak decided to go home. You know, they said you were doing a hell of a job in there" He pointed at the interrogation room.

The woman ran her fingers through her curly hair. She sighed, her anger slowly transfusing into pity for her brother. "Let me guess, they asked you to stay here, telling you you could need the experience?" The younger man just nodded without understanding. Damn, how long will it take for him to understand what people really mean.

Realization slowly appeared on Frankie's face. Not wanting for his sister to notice him being used by her colleagues, he tried to change the subject "You know, Dr Isles would've never guessed."

There it was again. Dr Isles. Her wonderful, beautiful, amazing Dr Isles, whom she had officially not seen for 5 months. Hurt was showing in her eyes. "Why do you keep mentioning her?" she asked almost weakly. Frankie, who had only tried to change the subject, felt clearly guilty. He quickly got up to grab her arm reassuring.
"Listen Janie, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry." The brunette released herself from her brother's grip.

"No it's ok" she snapped. "She's been gone for months now, I really should be able to hear her name without reacting this way." "Jane, I'm sorry. My offer still stands. If you want to talk about what happened between the two of you..." Jane just nodded. If only he knew. "There is nothing to talk about. She just left one day. I'm sure she is somewhere in France or whatever." Silence filled the room.

"Anyway, to answer your question; yes we got him. He just admitted." With that she left the room.

Left behind was a thoughtful Frankie, wondering were his sister was going over weekends. She wasn't at home, he knew that much. He just hoped that Jane wasn't hurt enough to do something she would regret. The abrupt leaving of Dr Isles had left her desperate.

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Jane stepped out of the shower. She wrapped herself in a towel and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She had changed during the past five months. Her already slim body had gotten even thinner, and much to her dislike her muscles had lost definition. Her face was even skinnier, and bones were sticking out everywhere. She looked older, weaker, even fragile. Her partners and her family were sick with worry over her. Angela had even thought she was fatally ill.

I'm just missing half of me.

She put on a tight, dark blue jeans and a purple t-shirt that showed just the right amount of cleavage. She even put on make up, wanting to be as good looking as possible for her girlfriend.

Their story was complicated.

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Maura had prepared dinner for her and Jane. Their evening was like every other evening they spend together. Until they zapped through tv channels and ended up watching a movie about two teenage girls who explored their sexuality together. Watching the girls trying different kissing techniques, both Maura and Jane had difficulties with keeping their face directed towards the tv.

Then Maura decided to face the tension between them "Did you ever have a friend you could do things like that with?", she asked while they watched the girls touching each others boobs. "What? No? No!" Jane tried to sound shocked, but in reality she wished she had a friend like. And not just some friend. She wanted Maura to be that friend. "Have you?", she asked the blonde. Maura just shook her head. "Did you ever wish for a friend like that?", the doctor asked while turning towards her friend.

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Jane smiled at the memory of what had happened next. She wasn't entirely sure of how they got there, but suddenly they were kissing, hands were roaming and finally they ended up making love. And then Maura was gone.

There was no single piece of clothing left, her bathroom was practically empty and she had resigned from her job. There had been no note, no call, just nothing.
And Jane fell into the deepest hole of her life. She didn't sleep any more, she didn't eat, she didn't work out.

That was until a few weeks ago she received a letter. A letter from Maura. Telling her she was sorry, that she was under protection, that no one had been allowed to know and that this was her 12th letter to Jane. It was the first that ever got to the detective. The others must have been caught by the officers protecting the doctor. Maura told her where she was and since then Jane had been spending every weekend at her now girlfriends safe house.

When they were together they lived in their own perfect world, away from reality. They build a life that wasn't allowed to exist and yet it felt so perfect. Away from that life they felt lost, they were one body, one soul. They just couldn't be without the other one. Both of them lived for that secret word, getting through the days just to be again, to be alive again.

Jane couldn't wait to hold her in her arms.

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She was constantly worried that someone might follow her to Maura, but she couldn't help returning to her again and again. Driving through the lonely roads she checked the mirrors every few seconds. No car, no motorcycle and no bike was to be seen. She drove without lights and therefore the way took over two hours, because she couldn't speed up. She didn't want to endanger herself on her way to her love.

Finally she saw a tiny spot of light in the distance. It was light that shone through a window. Maura was awake.

Jane pulled over and left her car in a good distance to the house, she would walk the last hundreds of meters. If the officers saw her she would most likely never see her other half again. She waited for the officers to walk around the house, leaving the entrance door out of sight.

She knocked ever so softy in a pattern the two of them had worked out so Maura would know it was the brunette and not some predator.

Locks were opened audibly and then the door opened slowly, a chain still stopping her to get inside.

An also now bony face peeked through the slit, lighting up at the sight of the detective. The chain was undone and Jane stormed inside, pulling the smaller woman in towards her chest.

They stood like this for hours, holding and breathing in each other, knowing their world would be ok for two days, until Jane had to leave and Maura officially didn't exist any more.