Title: Gathering Fingers
Author: Crystal (SleaterKinney)
Fandom: Rizzoli&Isles
Pairing: Jane/Maura. Who else?
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Tragedy, Angst, and Romance
Rating: M. Not for the faint of heart. Swearing and mentions of rape, self harm and torture will be in this.

*WARNINGS* Will include mentions of rape, self harm and torture. May be triggering. This story is DARK. Will provide detailed trigger warnings in each chapter.

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Torture/Assault

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CHAPTER 1: All Hands on the Bad One.
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This was it. This was how she, Jane Rizzoli was going to die. She wanted to scoff at that fact but she was too consumed by terror to do so. There she was, tied up at Charles Hoyts mercy. How she came to be there didn't matter right now, she was just pissed off behind her terror that this old fuck managed to get her. As his blade ran across the skin of her neck, teasing her Charles whispered "you're mine, and you always will be" in her ear.

He had held her for over 24 hours now. She knew that his other victims didn't last much longer than this. Her wrists red raw from the rope binding her didn't sway her attempts to try to get out even though every time she pulled, it burned. She had thought about her parents, her brothers and Maura. She looked back at memories involving them all during Hoyts torture of her. She kept strong, trying to pull away and escape but she was stuck.

"Now now, Janie. If you don't stop pulling and trying to get away you'll regret it." Hoyt licked the tear falling down her face making Jane recoil and turn her head to avoid the disgusting tongue that made her scrunch up her face. She'd vomit but she had already hurled up all the contents of her stomach earlier.

She didn't want to admit it to herself, but she had given up on anyone finding her. She was ready for death as there were no other options. Though she was ready for death, she still didn't stop fighting. The skin on her wrists starting to break open and bleed, still she pulled until she felt a sharp pain in the palm of her hand making her scream in agony, her toes curling. Her head whipped to see Hoyts scalpel imbedded through her hand. "I told you, you'd regret it." He simply whispered with a sick smile on his face. He slowly pulled the scalpel out and stabbed Janes other hand as well bringing out the same reaction from Jane as before.

"I love your screams; they're like music to my ears." Hoyt took a deep sigh, throwing his head back. "They sound so good. Keep screaming for me baby." He stabbed her through the palm of her left hand again, leaving two gashes in it. She couldn't hold back the scream that erupted from her mouth. She desperately didn't want to make a noise as this sick fuck was getting off on her screams.

"Jane. It's time." He said, his voice filled with some sort of deranged tone of happiness. "I have to complete my work. I need your blood covering me." He smiled, viciously yanking the scalpel out of her hand and pressed it against her neck. "You are my most perfect patient. It's been a joy, really." His blade drew blood as he started dragging it across her neck. Jane closed her eyes tightly, her heart pounding.

This was it.

She is going to die.

Suddenly the metal blade wasn't against her neck anymore and she opened her eyes, her heart leaping for joy seeing Korsak in the doorway, his gun drawn. Jane silently prayed for him to shoot Hoyt as she still hadn't regained her voice. She watched as Korsak fired and Hoyt fell to the ground. Jane hoped to God she wasn't delirious and imagining this.

"Jane! Oh my god. Are you okay?!" Korsak exclaimed shocked at the image before him. "Dr. Isles, she's here!" He called out.

Maura was here? She still couldn't utter a word, her voice betrayed her. All she could do was breathe heavily until Maura came into view, practically leaping down the stairs. Two at a time, with heels. When Jane saw this, her breath hitched.

"Jane! I'm coming!" Maura was not her usual calm and collected self, instead her eyes looked frantic, her voice rushed. Jane could see the distress on the Doctors face. "Get help, I'll do what I can here." The honey blonde turned to Korsak for a split second before rushing to Jane's side. Jane watched as tears fell down her friends face, they matched her own.

"Maur... Maura...? It hurts, it hurts! It hurts!" Jane finally managed to take control of her voice. Her husky voice whispered out those words, trembling. She wanted confirmation that Maura was actually there. She didn't want to have her eyes betray her.

"Yes, Jane. I'm here. I know it hurts; I'm here to help you. First I'm going to get your hands free, okay?" Jane nodded watching the Doctor stretch her arms across, brushing Janes hand in the process. That touch confirmed that Maura was really there. Janes hand was free as Maura worked on the second one. She was still whimpering, cursing how broken and vulnerable she must have looked right now.

"You... You came..." Jane felt a smile creep across her face as she closed her eyes.

"Of course I came. You'd do the same in my position."

Jane scoffed lightly through her trembling lips at Mauras answer. She was a cop, Maura was a Medical Examiner. Maura had risked her life so many times, put herself in danger when she didn't need to for Jane and only for Jane. Jane appreciated it, but also feared it. She didn't want anything to happen to Maura.

"The Paramedics should be on their way. I'm going to untie your legs now, okay?" Jane watched as Maura moved down, her hands expertly untying the knots keeping Jane bound. She couldn't believe how just a moment ago she was almost at the end of her life then in a split second that all changed.

"They'll be here shortly." Korsak informed the two, keeping his eyes on the murderer on the ground. "I hope he bleeds out before then though." He added bitterly.

Jane groaned, she was trying to close her fists. "No, don't do that Jane. You have injuries to the centre portion of your Palmar Aponeurosis. Wait for the doctors at the hospital to fix you up." Maura stroked Janes shoulder softly. Normally Jane would have a smart ass remark to Mauras use of proper medical terms but right now was not the time. "You're going to be okay." The two stared into each other's eyes as Maura kept stroking her friend.

"You're going to be okay, Jane. I'm here. You're going to be okay."

Well, that's it. This is my come back to writing, haven't written in ages. I hope you enjoy it. Constructive criticism/praise welcome. Will definitely update this story. It does have some light parts, don't worry it's not all bad.

Thanks for taking your time to read this,

Crystal. (SleaterKinney)