Disclaimer: This is AU. I do not own any of the characters from Rizzoli and Isles.

Rating: M

Co-written with Kim

Obsession II

"It's exactly a year today since it happened and I am having these dreams again." Jane told her shrink and looked up to him to meet his eyes for a moment. She was sitting on his couch, looking more tensed than relaxed. The dreams about Maura were really getting to her and so was the lack of sleep.

"What are you dreaming about? It is about Maura," he said, looking at her with concern in his face, but utter calmness. He was good at that.

"Is it always about her or does that person change," he asked her.

"It's always about Maura. I dream about what she did to me...her crazy eyes when she held me in the basement...or when I visited her in the institution." Jane said. "I know she won't be ever let out of the mental institution anytime soon but...that doesn't calm me down. I still think about her everyday...I see her in...crowds, but obviously when that girl turns around it's not Maura but...she's everywhere and I can't...I just can't deal with it anymore. Make it stop. Please. My last shrink he was really helpful so I could sleep well at night and then I thought I didnt need one anymore...but now the dreams and fear is back." Jane said.

"What has changed in that time since your last one that you think might have brought the dreams back?" He asked her, never looking away from her face.

"What would you do if you saw her right now? What would you say? How would you feel," he asked after a moment.

"School started again...that changed. I have to repeat my last year because I couldn't go there anymore after what happened...now the new school year started and...the dreams are back. That's where I met Maura. At school." Jane said and played with a ring on her finger.

"I..I don't know what I'd do if I saw her though. I hope I never have to find out. But I guess I'd ask her why she did it. I feel sorry for her. I know she only did that because she is sick." Jane said and took a deep breath before she looked at him.

"You think I am crazy, don't you? I told the police she killed three other girls but...they didnt find any evidence, any body... They never believed me. They claimed I only imagined it. You don't think I am crazy, right?" She asked and looked at her shrink. "She told me. She told me she had to kill them...they forced her to because they tried to escape."

He looked at her and slowly shook his head.

"No, I do not think that you are crazy. I think that you went through a very traumatic event...that you have cracks that just need to be put back in one piece. Maura, is the one who is sick and whether she killed those people or not is irrelevant," he said to her and crossed his legs, writing something down as Jane continued to talk.

"Did she tell you why she picked you?"

Jane thought about it and shook her head.

"Not really. She just said I was perfect... But I don't know in what sense she meant that." Jane said and continued to play with the ring on her finger.

"I guess she just picked me because I came new to town and didn't had any friends yet. Easy victim..." Jane whispered the last part.

"That is the most logical reason yes. But, let's not try and think of you being the victim. Things happen to people, moving on seems to be your better option now," he said and dropped his notepad down. He breathed deeply. "In her eyes...you would be perfect, have you thought of yourself in that aspect?"

"I am not perfect. I have flaws. I never once said I was perfect." Jane said and shook her head.

"I don't know why she said it. I don't know what's going on in her head. And I don't even wanna know...I just...wanna forget about her. That's all I want. Continue living my life like it used to be." Jane said.

"Then forget about her...You have control," he said carefully. As his words stopped he got the beep that his next patient was in. He looked at the time and then at Jane.

"Jane...shall we set up for next week?" He asked her, sitting forward in his chair.

Jane nodded her head and grabbed her jacket from next to her.

"Yes please." She said politely and dressed her jacket, zipping it up. She held her hand out to him.

"Thank you, Dr. Miller." Jane said politely to him.

He stood and nodded to her.

"I will set you up for the same time next week. If something changes...let me know..." he said moving toward the door and opening it for her.

Maura stood in the waiting room, facing the window now after she got done pacing. A feeling crawled up the back of her neck and her breathing increased with her heartbeat. She slowly turned around to see Jane Rizzoli walking out from the office door. Her world stopped as did Jane's.

Jane stopped breathing or moving for a moment. She stared at the blonde as if she was a ghost. It couldn't be true. What was Maura doing here? She was supposed to be in the mental institution! Was her mind playing tricks on her again?

Maura stepped closer to Jane, not fearing her at all. She smiled.

"Jane...I never thought I would see you again..." she said softly, gently, carefully. She paused when the therapist came out in her steps and just looked at her. Jane was gorgeous as always.

Jane was almost surprised to hear the softness in Maura's voice, but then again she wasn't surprised. She was so good in manipulating people with her innocent look. Jane almost jumped as the therapist came up behind her. Jane looked at her therapist and locked eyes with him for a moment. Finally, the brunette started breathing again. So many thoughts were rushing through her mind. Was this a set up? Did he plan that?

He looked at her and then sighed, shaking his head. He saw her unspoken words in her eyes.

"No, I had no idea that she would be here early," he said to Jane and then looked at Maura. He ushered Jane aside so that Maura could pass when she moved to go inside the room. Maura paused inches from Jane and smiled.

"It's good to see you," she said.

Jane wanted to continue to ignore Maura and not say a single word to her but this time she couldn't hold herself back anymore.

"I wish I could say the same." Jane just said back bitter. Maura didn't really change look-wise over the year, except for the fact that her blonde hair got longer. If Jane didn't know any better, she couldn't really tell that Maura had been in a mental institution.

Maura smiled a little at Jane and then her eyes narrowed ever so slightly. She moved into the room to sit in the chair like a lady. She stared at Jane still. The therapist moved Jane toward the outer door.

"I am sorry Miss Rizzoli. I had no way of knowing that she would be here sooner."

"Why wasn't I told that she is out again? Someone should have told me." Jane said and looked in his eyes.

"I am the only one she didn't kill...what if she wants to finish what she started? What if my life is in danger? She is... dangerous and shouldn't be out." Jane said and looked at him.

"She is being watched, Jane...I promise you this and she is in therapy to stop herself from hurting anyone else. She wouldn't be here otherwise. This is also doctor ordered for her. IF she doesn't see anyone, she goes back to the hospital. She is doing a lot better..." he said. Maura smiled from where she was sitting, looking directly at Jane.

Jane glanced at Maura and looked directly in her eyes for a moment.

"The last thing she said to me was You will always belong to me, Jane. You think she will just forget about it? I just..." Jane felt uneasy and wrapped her arms around herself. "You have to send her back. She is dangerous." Jane whispered to him.

"Jane, just go home, get some rest. There is nothing that she is going to do to hurt you. I assure you of that," he said and Maura looked off for a moment, rubbing her knees absently. When Jane said she was dangerous, Maura looked back at her and smiled more.

Jane let out a sigh and glanced back at Maura for another moment, before she turned and left the shrink's office. Of course Maura was out again...she was an Isles' after all and her parents had great influence everywhere. Of course they wouldn't let their daughter in the mental institution for long.

The therapist walked back to Maura and closed the door. He sat down in his chair and leaned back, looking at the blonde.

"Hi Maura. I am sorry about that." He said and offered her a small smile. "How are you feeling today?"

Maura just smiled back at him. She half shrugged at him apologizing. She really didn't care.

"I am feeling very good," she said and breathed out slowly. Seeing Jane alive and well had given her such a rush that nothing could bring her down now. She just felt so good. Her right eye started to twitch slightly.

"Very good, that is nice to hear." He said and took a note.

"Since you just saw Jane, let's talk about her. How does it make you feel seeing her now, knowing what you've done to her?" He asked her in a kind voice. He wasn't judging her, he was just doing his job.

Maura looked off and smiled, breathing in slowly. She swallowed, looking down at the floor. She chewed on her lower lip.

"Excited...happy...aroused," she said and then looked at him. "How am I supposed to feel?" She sat back in her chair and her eye twitched again. "I didn't do anything to her...that she didn't want."

He studied her face. "You held her in your basement against her will and took her virginity." He stated the facts.

"You don't think that was wrong, Maura? Did you never had the feeling that this wasn't something that Jane wanted?" Dr. Miller asked her.

"Of course she wanted it. She came with me. She loved me. She loves me," she corrected herself and looked off again. She felt her cheeks flush and he saw that. "It wasn't against her will. She wanted me. I know this..."

He made a few notes in his book after her answer.

"Then why did she say it was against her will? Why is she afraid of you if you only did what she wanted?" He asked her, wanting her to realize that she had indeed acted against the other girl's will. He didn't wanna tell her, he needed her to figure it out herself eventually.

Maura blinked and her breathing deepened. Her eye twitched and she visibly flinched. She then stared into his eyes.

"I think she lied..." she said flatly without any emotion to her face or words. She smiled a little. "I mean, she didn't understand what I was doing."

"What were you doing Maura? Kept her save from anyone else in the basement? Did you think you protect her like that?" He asked her genuinely interested and recrossed his legs, never taking his eyes off his patient.

"I wanted to keep her safe, yes. I wanted to make her mine. She understood that. I don't know why she got scared...I don't understand why," she said and sniffed. Visibly she could show a range of emotions and that was unsettling to anyone that saw her.

"It's okay, Maura." He said and leaned forward. He grabbed the box of tissues from the table and held it towards her.

"Can you tell me why from all the girls at your school you picked her? What was so special about her? What made you choose her?" He asked her.

Maura stared at the tissues and then took one, dabbing at her eyes.

"She looked soft and sweet. She was kind and wasn't hard. She was lonely and I could see that she needed a friend. She was vulnerable," she said and her last words proved to him that she was really sick.

Dr. Miller made another note and then looked at her.

"You are a very intelligent girl, Maura. Your IQ is 142. And you know you are smart. You knew how to pick and spot someone vulnerable within seconds." He said and leaned back.

"I think part of you knew exactly that what you were doing was wrong. I even believe that right now, you are giving me answers that I want to hear. I think you are intelligent like that." He studied her some more, waiting for some kind of reaction.

Maura looked at him for a long time in silence. She then smiled.

"I am very smart. I do know what to say and how to say it. I did know that she was vulnerable, but that made her that much more appealing," she said and sat back in her chair, folding her arms around her chest.

"Now we are talking. I am glad you are finally honest to me." He said to her.

"You like the control, Maura. TO BE in control. Controlling people around you. Do you know why you enjoy the control so much? Because alot of things around you are out of control, like your parents. They are never here when you need them, are they? They always left you alone to go on business trips. It was out of your hands and you hated it. So you started to take control of your life...and controlled the things you had influence on...like friends...like Jane. Jane was easy to influence, after all she just came new to town and didn't had any friends. She was vulnerable, as you stated. You knew exactly what to say to her, or what to do to her to gain control over her. And my guess is, as she told you, she didn't wanna be your girlfriend, it triggered something inside of you. You felt your control slip away so you had to act...that is when you locked her in the basement." He told her his thoughts. He knew the full story of what had happened, or at least what Jane had told him.

Maura's breathing got heavier as talked and while he continued to talk, her cheeks flushed. She was getting angry and she shook her head, standing before him, but not lunging at him. She stopped herself short from doing that.

"I DID NOT LET MY CONTROL SLIP! SHE WANTED TO BE MY GIRLFRIEND! SHE WAS JUST SCARED! SHE WAS SCARED!" She screamed at him before she regained her control again and stepped back, blinking.

He looked at her, and then wrote something down in his book. He waited until she seemed calm again.

"What was she afraid of Maura? What kept her from being with you?" He asked her just as calm.

Maura stood there and for a moment, she couldn't think straight. She shook her head as if that would help clear her mind, but it didn't.

"Me...she was afraid of me..." she said and looked into his eyes. They darkened and her smile was twisted. "I don't know why..."

He gave a nod.

"You are right, Maura. She was and still is afraid of you. I will try to make you understand why she is. When you were in the mental institution and they locked you inside your room, keeping you there and you had no chance of escaping. Your freedom felt violated didn't it?" He asked her. "How did it make you feel?"

Maura flinched at his words and still stood there facing him. She furrowed her brow and remembered those hours...months locked away with no one...

...Please someone! Anyone! Get me out of here! Please! I am dying! I am dying! I can't breathe! I can't breathe! Help me! Help me! Help ME!"
Maura closed her eyes and held her face. She shook her head and started to back away from him.
...Jane...Jane please come back. Save me...save me Jane. I love you...I love you...I need you. I will kill you. I will kill you! I WILL KILL YOU!"

Maura had backed herself into the corner of the room and she was close to hyperventilating.

"It's okay Maura. Breathe. In and out. In and out." He said now worried and looked at her. "Just keep breathing. I know this time was horrible for you. It felt the same for Jane in your basement. That's where you took away her freedom. Not only did you take away her freedom but you also violated her. Do you understand now why she is afraid of you? Can you understand why she reacted like that?" he asked her.

Maura heard his words, but they angered her. She suddenly lunged at him and had her hands around his throat. He was thrown to his back and she was on top of him.

"I didn't violate her! I never touched her! I only wanted her to be with me! ME!" She squeezed her hands around his throat, cutting off his airflow.

That clearly shocked the therapist. He didn't expect such a strong reaction. He grabbed her by the wrists and pushed the petite blonde off of him. He got up and looked at the girl on the ground. He went over to his desk and just pushed a button under his desk.

"Our session is over, Maura. You are not ready to be off your medications yet." He stated the obvious.

Maura blinked and shook her head. She stood and backed herself into the corner of the room. "No," she said to him, pointing her finger at him.

"I am ready! I am ready! I will not take them again! I will not stop feeling!" She looked toward the door and then at him. "Don't do this...don't you do this!"

"I have no other choice, Maura. You just attacked me. You can count yourself lucky that I won't send you back in the institution." He said as it knocked on the door.

"Come on in." The shrink allowed and the security guard from downstairs stepped inside.

"You rang, Dr. Miller?" He said matter of factly.

"Yes, would you be so kind and company Miss Isles downstairs to her driver?" He asked.

"Certainly." The security guard said and turned to the blonde.

"Are you ready Miss Isles?"

Maura glared at the doctor and then the guard. She started to say something more, but closed her eyes and tightened her jaw. She then just looked at him and pushed herself away from the wall and walked toward the door.

"I attacked? I don't remember doing that..." she said right before she exited the office.

The therapist looked after her and then rubbed his neck. He sat down on his desk and made some more notes into Maura's file. The security guard brought the blonde downstairs to the waiting limousine and wished her a good day.

Maura got into the limo and screamed in rage. The driver sped off and she was taken home where she was alone once again with just her attendants to watch over her. Her parents had gone out to dinner. Maura put herself to bed early and buried her face into her pillow. Jane's face remained in the darkness of her mind and it was the only thing that calmed her.

TBC

Lemme know what you think. I hope you will like the sequel. I never wrote a sequel to any of my stories so... I hope I won't disappoint you guys!

And for those who are reading the Tattoo Artist... just because I am gonna post Chapters for Obsessions II now, doesn't mean I won't update on my other story. No worries. Both stories are already finished, all I gotta do is re-read them and cut them down in Chapters ;)