Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, all the rights go to TNT.
Warning: Drug use and mention of eating disorders.
"Jane, I don't know what's been going on with you and I'm not one to guess but you've been exhibiting symptoms of either an eating disorder or drug addiction."
She was sitting down next to Jane on the uncomfortable couch in her office. She'd had doubts about what was going with her best friend for a couple of weeks but she was too scared of hearing the answer to ask her. The usually outgoing Italian had refused invitations to go out to dinner every time Maura asked for the last two weeks under the pretence that she had no money or that she wasn't hungry. The already skinny detective had lost a considerable amount of weight that she could not really allow to lose in the last couple of weeks and the doctor was getting worried. Had it been just that the doctor wouldn't have been to concerned but added to that Jane was either not sleeping or sleeping too much and she had called in sick three times in the last two weeks. Something was off and the doctor needed to know what it was.
Since the detective wasn't adding anything to the conversation, just staring at Maura with a mix of sadness and a hint of anger, the doctor continued elaborating on why she'd called Jane down to her office for their lunch break.
"Please tell me it's none of those two things because I don't think I could forgive myself for not helping you through this for so long."
The doctor's eyes were full of tears when she thought that she may have let her best friend down and the detective couldn't stand the sight so she stood on shaky legs and just left without saying a word. Wasn't that easier than telling her best friend and secretly love of her life the truth?
She went straight to the bathroom and crumbled down in one of the stalls. One her knees, she pulled out a little container of dental floss and opened it to find what would make her day just a bit easier.
Just as she was pouring a white powdery line on the outer side right hand, the stall door opened. 'Dammit' she thought to herself 'I should have been more careful. I knew I was to flustered to do this at work'.
She wanted to scream at her. She wanted to be angry with her but all she could manage was to be sad for her best friend, the strongest woman she knew. It was one of the possibilities she'd imagined but knowing it was the truth was not the same.
"How long?" it wasn't what she wanted to ask but the real question would not come out of her mouth so this came out instead.
She wasn't even bothered by the fact the doctor had found out her secret. It was just a question of time until she did so she snorted the line she'd prepared before answering because what was the point of wasting any, right?
She looked up to find the doctor's cheeks with tears running down them and her gorgeous hazel eyes closed to spare herself the pain of seeing her best friend doing what would surely be the end of her career.
"The first time I took cocaine I was 17 and had to go to rehab for a month to get clean and I was for about 20 years until four weeks ago." She answered with her eyes still trained to the opposite wall.
Five weeks ago the detective had been kidnapped by Dominic Bianchi but the doctor couldn't figure out, if she was going to start again, why was it a week after the events?
She had to ask why the timeline didn't add up because she really hoped it wasn't because of what she was thinking right now.
"Why did you only start a week after the incident with Bianchi? Why couldn't you ask for help to stay strong and not relapse after you've made so much efforts for a week?"
The brunette couldn't help the snarky laugh that came at the question. She finally looked up to make eye contact with the doctor. While Maura's eyes conveyed concern and sadness, Jane's contained anger but at the same time they were empty.
"Because a week after I'd almost had my eyes and throat burnt by acid, the jackass you call your fiancé came back from Africa, again unannounced, and asked you to marry him. The worst part, is that just when I was preparing myself to tell you just how much I wa-am in love with you, you said yes."
A.N.: I'm looking for some beta readers because let's face it, we all need a bit of help sometimes.