A/N: Most of this is just a mixture of quotes between the two shows, some of them slightly edited, then linked by a few chosen phrases of my own. This is what my brain chooses to do on dark, rainy nights.
They call me Doctor Death.
I'm Maura, and I'm not sure what I am; well beyond the factual terms. Female, homosapien - I just know there's something dark in me. I hide it. Certainly don't talk about it. But it's there. Always. This … Dark Passenger. How I feel when she's driving, I feel … Alive. Half-sick with the thrill, complete wrongness. I don't fight her. I don't want to. She's all I've got. Nothing else could love me, not even … Especially not me. Or is that just a lie the Dark Passenger tells me? Because, lately, there are these moments that I feel connected to something else.
Someone.
Jane.
I'd never had a best friend before her. They seemed... Pointless, needless. I was the weird kid who dissected a lot of frogs in front of wary eyes... Did much worse behind oblivious backs. I spent a lot of time alone. I was adopted, my father was a professor and my mother she...She came from a wealthy family and I was an only child. To say I didn't mix was an understatement. I always prided myself on being an outsider... But now... I feel the need to connect with someone.
With her.
She's the only person in the world who loves me. I think that's nice. I struggle to harness feelings about anything, but if I could reciprocate feelings at all, I'd have them for Jane. I want them for Jane. She puts up a front so people won't know how vulnerable she really is. Me? I put up a front so people won't know how vulnerable I'm not, the yin to her yang. I like that. The Dark Passenger has been fighting against it, to keep me all to herself. But it is my turn now, to get what I want. It's like … The mask is slipping, and things, people, who never mattered before, are suddenly starting to matter. I think the Dark Passenger is jealous, which only makes things worse.
It scares the hell out of me.