Maura had fought so hard to prove to Jane that even in a homophobic society their love could withstand everything and they could be okay. Jane had loved Maura from day one but Jane Rizzoli was all about her reputation; she knew if it came out that she was in love with the gorgeous doctor, Jane would never hear the end of it. Jane did love Maura, she wouldn't deny that fact and never could but she wouldn't risk everything she had worked so hard to have in order to be happy and in love with Maura.
After months and months of struggling with her feelings, Jane gave in because she couldn't live without Maura and she knew that if she didn't act soon Maura wouldn't wait around forever. Love like theirs only came around once in a life time and Jane sure as hell wasn't about to let the sexy doctor slip away from her. "Maura," Jane came into the morgue one afternoon. Maura was doing an autopsy and when Jane came in she figured the detective had wanted information on the case but Jane wanted something that had nothing to do with the case. Jane pinned her against the autopsy table and kissed her passionately. "I love you Doctor Isles!" That was all Jane said to her that afternoon. The rest was history, the two were finally together and they were as happy as they could ever be.
It was about a year into their relationship when Jane decided she couldn't live another day without making Maura hers forever. They were married a few days later and the couple was celebrating their wedding night when Jane's long standing enemy, Warren Hoyt decided that same night was going to be the night to get his revenge on Jane Rizzoli. He crept quietly into Jane's apartment and smiled at the loving couple. Jane had her arm draped over Maura, pulling the doctor close to her but her grip wasn't tight. Hoyt was able to grab Maura easily away from the Detective and held his grip tight over her mouth.
"You say one word and I'll kill Jane right here and now!" Maura said nothing; she couldn't allow him to kill Jane. Her whole body tensed in fear as Hoyt dragged her off. She wasn't completely stupid though, she dragged books or clothes or anything she could grab down from their rightful spots so that she could leave any type of clues for Jane to follow. She flailed around silently; she pulled things from the shelves and tossed them softly because if Jane woke up now she was going to be killed.
She had cut her hand on something along the way; Hoyt drug her through the window onto the fire escape to get her out of there quick. She grabbed the wall near the window, leaving a bloody handprint partial for Jane to find. She prayed to the God she didn't quite believe in that Jane would be able to figure something out, something had to lead her wife to her. Jane wouldn't stop until she found her; Maura was scared but she knew that her wife wouldn't let Hoyt kill her.