Hey everyone! So I hope you are all still with me, and I'm sorry it took a month to get this up! But here it is, the sequel to Framed Jane! My second story ever! I hope I don't disappoint :P I wanted to get it up before the season 6 premiere so have been trying hard to find time to write. I have also started another R&I story which I am hoping to publish soon, but I've got some thinking to do on that one. Anyway, if any of you readers from Framed Jane are still with me then here's the start of the sequel and I hope you enjoy! For any new readers, I would recommend reading Framed Jane first.

So here goes! *gulp* please review and let me know your thoughts! I really want to know what you guys think of this first chapter. And I forgot to say this at the end of Framed Jane, but thank you so much for all of your alerts and reviews and support for Framed Jane! It meant the world to me as a new writer and I hope I don't disappoint with the sequel! Enjoy :)

Chapter 1:

Three days. It had been three days since Jane had woken up and still she knew very little about the extent of Maura's injuries. Her mother, Korsak, Frost, even Frankie wouldn't talk about it with her. She suspected they thought that she wouldn't be able to handle it but Jane knew that she could.

Two days ago, the day after she had woken up she had tried to get out of bed to see Maura since she hadn't been told a thing. She fainted from the pain, much to her embarrassment. When she came to her mother was sitting by her bedside and had told Jane that Maura was alive. Jane remembered that overwhelming relief as clear as day but it was short lived as she realised why her family and friends were so reluctant to talk about Maura at that stage.

Because she is less ok than what they want me to believe, Jane thought bitterly. She understood their reasons for not telling her but it hurt that they thought that Jane wasn't strong enough to handle it. After everything she and Maura had been through…that's exactly why they're not telling you. The logical part of Jane's brain said. Jane sighed, frustrated, then winced. It still hurt to take a deep breath. While Jane was lucky with her injuries and the stab wound in her abdomen hadn't ruptured anything vital or done any permanent damage, it had still caused a bit of damage and as a result of her also having trouble to breathe normally Jane was being forced to start physical and respiratory therapy tomorrow. Something that she was not looking forward to. Jane put her head back on the pillows and closed her eyes, remembering the panic she had felt when she woke up.

Three days ago:

Jane woke up confused and disorientated. There was a bright light shining down on her and she closed her eyes to block it out. She felt someone take her hand and start to rub it lightly. Confused, Jane tried to open her eyes again, squinting at the light as her eyes adjusted to it. She looked to her left to the person that was holding her hand and saw that it was her mum.

"Hey baby." Angela said. Jane tried to say something but her eyes grew wide as she found that she couldn't speak. Seeing the questions and panic in Jane's eyes, Angela tried to reassure her daughter.

"Jane it's ok. You're in the hospital. There's a tube down your throat to help you breathe, which is why you can't talk." Angela paused to give Jane time to absorb this, who in her groggy state was still trying to make sense of it all. Why was she in the hospital? And why did she need help breathing? And where was Maura, who was always by her side whenever Jane got injured. When she had shot herself and in turn Bobby to save her brother, and before that when she had been captured by Hoyt for the first time…Oh shit! Suddenly it came back to her in a rush. Why Jane was in the hospital and it was her mother sitting beside her, not Maura. But then…oh my god, where's Maura? How badly did Hoyt actually hurt her? Was she…no. She can't be. Panicking now Jane tried to sit up but gasped at the pain that shot through her stomach.

"Jane. Jane honey its ok, you're safe now." Angela said as Jane began to panic. The older woman could see the desperation and worry and panic plain on Jane's face. Jane tried to sit up but immediately fell back against the pillows. Angela choked back tears as she saw the pain on Jane's face, trying to stay strong. Angela suspected that part of Jane's panic was to do with wanting to know about Maura and fear of what may have happened to her, but at the moment Jane wasn't in any state to talk about that. The monitors that Jane was wired too started beeping loudly. Angela pressed the button to call for the nurse and grasped the hand she was holding more firmly.

"Jane." She said sternly, but not harshly. It was enough for Jane to calm down a little and look at her. Angela softened her voice again. "Jane, you need to calm down. Honey please." Jane heard the plea in her voice and tried to calm down, tried to relax. She was aching to know about Maura, to know if she was ok or not. Jane needed to see her, to talk to her, anything that was proof that Maura had been found with Jane and was still alive. Suddenly the door opened and a nurse walked in, interrupting Jane's thoughts.

"Hello." She said, greeting both Rizzoli's. Turning to Jane, "I see you're awake, Ms. Rizzoli. My name is Rachel Lars and I'll be your day nurse while you are here. If you could just wait a moment, I'll get the doctor." Rachel said. She quickly checked Jane's vitals and seemingly satisfied rushed back out the room. Not a minute later she returned, this time joined by the doctor.

"Good to see you awake, Ms Rizzoli. My name is Doctor Caldwell, but you may call me James if you wish." Aware that Jane couldn't respond he didn't wait for a reply and instead moved around to the right side of the bed and pulled out a small torch, turning it on and flicking it over Jane's eyes. Jane in turn couldn't help but squinting at the bright light. Satisfied, Dr Caldwell walked over and picked up the chart on the end of the bed, noting something down. He then checked her vitals, like the nurse had and wrote on the chart again before putting it back on the end of the bed.

"Do you know where you are?" He asked. Jane nodded.

"Do you know why you're here?" Hesitantly, Jane nodded, the memory of what happened still fresh and raw in her mind. "That's good. You took a bit of a beating to your head and as a result it's possible you have a mild concussion, however so far you are showing no signs of one but we will still monitor it over the next few days, just in case." Another pause. Another nod. "I presume your mother has explained to you that you have a tube down your throat to assist your breathing." He looked to Angela questioningly, and Angela nodded. "Good. Now that you're awake I'm going to remove it. Nurse Rachel?" He looked over at her and Rachel nodded, already ready for what the doctor was going to do. "Ok Jane. May I call you Jane?" Another nod from Jane. "Ok Jane, when I remove the tube it is going to hurt, but when I tell you to take as deep a breath as you can, ok?" Jane nodded again. "Ready? Take a breath now Jane." Jane took as deep a breath as she could manage without too much pain but almost screamed as the tube was ripped out of her throat. She then struggled to breathe.

"Janie come on. Take another breath and cough if you have to, that's it. I know it hurts baby." Angela said, close to tears as she squeezed Jane's hand while she struggled to breathe. After a few seconds though Jane managed to take a breath and started to cough, after which her breathing evened out.

"Maura…" she managed to gasp. Her voice was much hoarser than usual from lack of use and her mildly damaged throat. Angela's eyes welled up with tears. She knew this was coming, but it still hurt to see Jane like this, so injured but also so worried and panicked for Maura.

"Jane now's not the time. You need to rest honey." Sensing that he wouldn't get much more out of his patient now Dr Caldwell signaled to the nurse. Turning to Angela,

"I'll be back in about three hours to check how she is going. In the meantime Nurse Rachel will check in every half hour." He said.

"Ok, thankyou Dr." Angela replied as he left. The nurse then injected another dose of pain medication before following the doctor out.

"No Ma…" she whispered as she felt the medication taking effect. "Need to know…Maur…" was Jane's final words as she drifted into sleep.