Jane stood outside the giant metal doors, bracing herself to the evil bastard shw would be facing inside. Her hands ached and she subconsiously rubbed them, almost trying to massage the pain out of her hands, the pain from not only breaking her hand when she punched the wall an hour before but from the way her scars ached whenever she thought of him, or anything to do with him. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath in when she felt her wedding ring. Not wanting to give Charles Hoyt another reason to go after her, and wanting to protect her wife and children as much as she could, she slipped the ring off her fingers and placed it into her pocket before entering the room.

"Jane!" Hoyt grinned, his voice cut her like a knife. The eerie psycho ring to it made her hands ache even more. "I've missed you while i've been in here"

"Well, I haven't missed you!" Jane spat, taking a seat opposite him.

"I like that scent. The smell of lanevdar and fear" Hoyt sat back in his chair, making himself look as relaxed as possible. "...I want to see them. Hands are so useful, yours played the piano. Do they still work?" Hoyt looked down to Jane's lap, where she lay rubbing her hands.

"Good as new!" Jane waved her scarred palms in his face before placing them on the table. Ignoring the fact one was clearly broken and has a giant bandage on.

"You always did have beautiful hands" Hoyt smiled. "And your neck, the way the blood ribboned out and trickled down...and your breasts, firm-"

"-THATS ENOUGH!" Frost snapped, grabbing Hoyt by the neck.

"See one, do one, teach one...Thats what they teach you in medical school. So, who did you teach?" Jane leaned forward, her eyes fixated on his face.

"I left medical school-"

"-No, you were kicked out for fondling a corpse! Now answer the question!" Jane spat back.

"I bet that pretty little thing you were in the park with the other day didn't get kicked out of medical school, am I right?" Hoyt smiled, knowing bringing up Maura would strike Jane.

"No, she actually completed medical school. She's what you would call a real Doctor now" Jane shot back.

"A mighty fine doctor too. Not to mention incredibly beautiful, her eyes, her dimples, her smile. You must be proud"

"Why would I be proud?" Jane asked, nonchalantly.

"Oh, Jane, Jane, Jane" Hoyt shook his head disapprovingly.

The hairs on the back of Jane's neck stood on end. Her stomach churned. Her blood went cold. The way he said her name, the raspy psychotic ring he had when he said it. The way she smiled and sounded so pleased when it escaped his lips. The pleasure he got from saying her name. It made her sick, haunted her. Rang in her head for days. Weeks.

"You're trying to play me" Hoyt started to look angry. "You know how to irritate me, but thats okay. You won't be doing it for much longer, neither will that pretty little wife of yours"

"Wife?" Jane raised her eyebrows, playing dumb. "...Oh, you mean Maura? Yeah, she's not my wife" Jane laughed. "She's my sister-in-law. Guess you're not as smart as we thought"

"You look so beautiful when you laugh" Hoyt sighed, seeming totally unphased by Jane's last comment.

"I SAID ENOUGH!" Frost snapped again.

"So...who was it? Who did you train?" Jane sat back in her seat, looking totally relaxed and hiding the fact he was making her skin crawl.

"I'm tired now, will you take me back to my cell?" Hoyt turned to the guards. "I'll be seeing you again, very soon" he smiled to Jane as the guards dragged him back to his room.

(-)

"You...you found my mom?" a teary eyed, blonde haired girl sniffled. "And, she's dead?" she asked, wiping a tear from her cheek.

"She is" Jane replied in a low voice, taking one of the girls hands in her own.

"Do you know...do you know who did it?" the girl asked in a weak voice, trying to hide the fact it was about to break.

"Not yet sweetie, but we will" Jane looked into the girls green eyes.

"My father... he's a marine, he's in Afghanistan"

"I know, we have contacted his unit. They're going to send him home as soon as possible, but in the mean time do you have anyone to stay with?"

"I dont...I don't know" the young girl broke down into a flood of tears.

"Shhh, it's okay honey" Jane whispered into the young girls ears as she cradled her, close to her chest. "C'mon, lets go and get something to drink" Jane smiled, cupping the young girls face in her hands.

Jane made her way to the cafeteria with the victims daughter. She hadn't had time to process her own feelings, which she was kind of thankful for. As soon as she left the prison she got a phone call saying they had identified the victim, Shelley Paulson, 38. Mother of two. And that her eldest daughter was in the station. Jane wanted to be the one to tell her, ever since she had had her own child she had become softer, more sensitive to these kind of situations.

"Hey ma" Jane smiled as Angela walked up to her as she entered the cafeteria.

"JANE" Angela gasped. "What happened to your hand?"

"Nothing ma. This is Imogen, give her whatever she wants" Jane smiled, pointing at the 16 year old girl at the table.

"Mommy" Finn shouted as he ran towards Jane, wrapping his arms around he legs.

"Hey little fella" Jane smiled, scooping up her son into her arms, squeezing him tighter than normal.

"I missed you" he smiled, playing with Jane's hair.

"I missed you too" Jane kissed his cheek and sat down with him in her lap.

"Who that?" Finn asked.

"That's my friend, Imogen" Jane smiled.

"Hello" Finn waved at the girl, who smiled at him back.

"Whats going to happen to me and my sister?" she asked.

"Until your father gets back you will stay with your next of kin-"

"-And if that doesn't happen? We will go to care, right?"

"Your father is on his way. He will be here within two days and my partner is trying to get in touch with your Aunt"

Jane could feel the eyes of everyone else in the cafeteria on her. Their stares burnt her skin. By now news had gotten out. She was used to people staring and talking for many reasons but this was worse than normal. She tried to push it back but it kept geting worse and worse.

"What are you staring at?" Maura snapped as she walked into the cafeteria and waddled over to Jane's table.

"Have you had your hand checked out yet?" Maura asked, clearly in a bad mood.

"Yeah, you looked at it before"

"Jane-"

"-I haven't had the chance yet, Maur" Jane huffed. "How are you feeling anyway?" Jane asked.

"How do you think?" Maura snapped.

"Babies make momma angry again?" Finn asked.

"Sorry honey. I'm not angry, I'm just tired" Maura tousled her son's hair feling guilty and realising she was snapping at Jane. "Sorry babe" Maura said, taking Jane's non-bandaged hand in hers, her fingers ghosting over Jane's scars. Somehow, only Maura's touch could soothe the pain.

"Are you guys gay or something?" Imogen asked.

Jane and Maura stayed silent, not really knowing how to answer her, or what context her question was in.

"Okay...that sounded bad" she laughed nervously. "There's nothing wrong with that, obviously...I was just wondering, thats all"

"If you want to put a label on it then yeah" Jane laughed, smiling at Maura.

"You seem like a lovely couple" Imogen smiled.

"Thank you" Maura smiled.

Jane's phone beeped, pulling her attention out of the conversation.

"Your Aunt is here" Jane smiled before heading upstairs with Imogen.

(-)

"Where are we going?" Jane asked, noticing they weren't going the right way.

"The hospital. You need to get that hand sorted" Maura replied, not taking her eyes off the road.

"It's fine, Maur-"

"-You are not a doctor. You need to have it checked out. We can do this the easy way or the hard way" Maura turned to Jane and tilted he head, raising her eyebrows. "I'm sorry...about before" Maura sighed.

"For what?" Jane aksed.

"Snapping at you. You don't need that right now"

"Don't be. You're stressed too, not to mention you've got the added stress of the twins. I don't need everybody treating me differently just because of him. I don't want him to disrupt our lives, thats what he wants"

"Still, that's no excuse!"

"Maur. It's fine, okay" Jane placed her hand on Maura's knee.

After a three hour stay in the hospital they headed home. Finn had been asleep most of the time and his snores were filling the car. Jane's hand was in a cast and would have to remain in one for a few weeks. She had refused to wear a hard cast and insised the give her a soft one, which she was going to no doubt remove within a few days. After they had put Finn to sleep they ordered pizza, neither of them were hungry but Maura had to eat. With the TV on as white noise in the background Maura and Jane lay in eachothers arms on the couch, both their hands on Maura's bump, Maura resting against Jane.

"What did he say?" Maura asked.

"Who?"

"Hoyt...when you went to see him, what did he say?"

"Nothing...the usual. He thinks he knows about you. I think he does"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, he had the photo of us on the body and then he mentioned you. He knew you were a doctor, addressed you as my wife. I told him you werent but I don't think he believed me"

"I wasn't what?"

"My wife...but he seemed not to listen"

A knocking at the door made Jane shoot u from the couch, grabbing her gun and looking out of the peephole.

"Ma?" Jane huffed opening the door to her mother.

"Hello dear" Angela smiled as she stepped into Jane and Maura's house.

"What are you doing here?" Jane spat.

"What do you think?"

"You're here to protect me? What are you going to do, cook him away? Kill him with a spatula?"

"Jane" Maur raised an eyebrow scoldingly a her.

"Look, ma. I have a gun, Maur has one. We'll be fine"

"Well, i'm staying... Frankie and Frost are outside too"

"Did you bring the dog too?" Jane snapped sarcastically.

"No, why would I bring the dog?" Angela made herself comfortable on the couch.

Jane raised her gun and looked out the peephole again when she heard another knocking.

"Pizza" A spotty teen called.

"Thanks" Jane smiled, handing the boy a $20 and taking the box off him. "Fine, you can stay. For tonight. But thats only because i'm too tired to argue with you" Jane huffed, sitting next to Maura on the couch.

Maura had never seen Jane like this. Scared. She was worse than when she was protecting her.

"Here, drink this" Maura handed Jane a mug of tea.

"Eugghhhh, it stinks" Jane winced. "What is it?"

"It'll help you sleep" Maura smiled, climbing into bed.

"Well I don't need no voodoo ass tea to help me sleep. I got you and i've got my gun. That's all I need" Jane smiled a sweet smile as she snuggled close to Maura. "And besides, we have the best watch dog. If anyone comes, my mothers deafening screams wil alert us" Jane laughed.

"I'm scared" Maura whispered, looking into Jane's eyes.

"Me too" Jane sighed. "But, you know I will protect you with my life. I won't let anything or anyone hurt you. Not again!" Jane stroked Maura's cheek whilst her bandaged hand rested on Maura's somach.

"That's what i'm woried about. It's not just me who will loose you now" a tear rolled down Maura' cheek.

"Hey!" Jane hooked her finger under Maura's chin. "You are NOT going to loose me. You hear me?" Jane leaned in and kissed Maura.

"Promise?" Maura sniffled.

"With all my heart" Jane smiled, looking up and down at Maura. Even crying she was beautiful.

"That's a mighty big promise, with that big heart of yours and all" Maura smiled before kissing Jane again.

Hope you guys liked this chapter. I know I covered a lot and used the Jane/Hoyt scene and slightly changed it but it fitted in with the story. Do you think Hoyt believes Maura isn't Jane's wife? How is Jane going to deal with it all? Let me know what you think. Keep the reviews coming!:D