Welcome back! Not much to say that the moment. As heads up, expect updates once a week. I like to give everyone who wants to vote a chance to. This week, the voters of OPTION 1, Maura finding Jane and them getting it on, have won. But all great things some at a price. Check the end of this chapter for the new options. Enjoy.


For a moment, Maura thought that she was once again mistaken and the dark haired woman was not her lost lover. But, as she inched closer to the figure, Jane's frightened face came into view. Blood dripped down the side of her face and there was a huge gash on the side of her face. She was stark naked, revealing more injuries to her body.

"Jane, sweetie, what happen?" Maura asked, her voice laced with concern. She reached for the tall woman and she jumped back.

"Who are you? Where am I?" Jane asked, wrapping her arms around her body as the cool night air hit her bare body. The mysterious blonde woman approached her again. She did not seem to pose a threat to Jane. She felt calmed by the other woman's presence, but she didn't know why. Did she know her? She called her 'Jane.' Was that her name? What happened to her? Why couldn't she remember anything? Why was she bleeding?

"Your name is Jane Rizzoli. You are a detective for homicide division of the Boston Police Department. You have two brothers named Frankie and Tommy. You partners are Detective Frost and Sergeant Detective Korsack. My name is Maura Isles. I am the Chief Medical Examiner for the Commonwealth of Massachusetts and your girlfriend. What is the last thing you remember?" Jane looked at her, trying to remember deep hazel eyes that held a story of pain and regret. They stared up at her with hope. Their fingers touched and a new memory flashed before her eyes.

She went in and out of consciousness. The searing pain in her abdomen fought her like a skilled boxer during a match. Like she'd taken one too many hits to every part of her. Tears rolled down her blooded face as she fell on to the pavement below her. The shot that could potentially take the one life she was given rang out in her ears, reminding her of the mistake she'd just made.

Maura's angelic face appeared above her weakening body. The honey blonde was anything but peaceful. She yelled her name and pressed her hands into Jane's stomach in an attempt to stop the river of blood flowing from her body.

"Jane, you stay with me, damn it." From the corner of her eye, she saw a dark skinned man hand her his jacket. Maura bunched the material and replaced her hands with it.

"Frankie," Jane managed to whisper through the burning of her throat.

"He's fine. You saved both of us. You're a hero, Jane. Don't give up on me now." Maura assured her, brushing a strand of unruly hair from her sweat drenched face as the paramedic took over. "Jane Rizzoli, if you die, I will bring you back and kill you myself. Do you understand?"

"I got you, Mau-" Then, she blacked out.

The memory ended after that. Taken aback by the sudden rush, Jane collapsed as Maura wrapped her jacket around her shivering body.

"Let's get back to the hotel." Together, they struggled back to the hotel, thankfully, not meeting any insomniacs on the way. Maura opted to use the backdoor of the establishment to limited the chances of anyone seeing her almost carrying the naked and beaten woman back to her room. Once in the room, she turned the heat on and sat Jane on edge of the tub before calling downstairs for medical supplies. The young bellhop seemed confused by the request but only cared about the substantial tip he received for his service during the late hour.

Maura quickly went to work, cleaning and bandaging the wounds on her lover's body. There were several deep gashes along Jane's back, which appeared to be claw marks (but she would be guessing without more evidence), that needed stitches. She diligently repaired the injuries in silence, both women in deep thought. Maura did not want to imagine what caused the injuries Jane had. She could have been caught during their escape. They could have caged her and tortured her mind, body, and soul. Was she then released with no memory of who she was?

Jane was still trying to piece together the last hour of her life, which seemed to be the only thing she could remember. She did not know how she ended up on the street a night, naked as the day she was born. The only thing in her memories was the vague one from earlier and everything right before and after the mysterious blonde woman found her. She claimed to be Jane's girlfriend. Was she? How could Jane be sure? Based on everything she'd seen, Maura was far out of her league. The woman's beauty was astounding. The way her blonde locks fell across her face, the look of deep concentration as she examined Jane's body, and the way her chest rose as she inhaled and exhaled. She gave off an almost angelic air. If what she told Jane was true, she was just a simple Boston cop. But, she piqued Jane's curiosity. Her eyes moved rapidly, as if the gears in her brain were turning at 100 mph. She mouth sprouted facts about things Jane did not understand. She was tender and sweet and obviously cared a great deal for the dark haired woman. Even if Jane couldn't remember their history, she was willing to make new memories.

She gazed up at the woman as she stitched a cut just above her brow. Her tongue stuck out lightly as she leaned in to examine her handiwork. She habitually pressed a tender kiss to Jane's forehead. Realizing that this might make the dark haired woman uncomfortable, she pulled back, but was stopped by Jane's hands on the side of her face. She sat holding Maura's face as another memory came back to her.

Jane and Maura sat side-by-side on Jane's couch. The air between them was tense, as if something life-altering had just been said. In fact, it was Maura who'd thrown the ball in Jane's court. Having admitted her feelings for the detective, she patiently waited for a response. Jane felt all her walls collapse at her best friend's words. She'd prayed for these words to come and the moment they came, she literally stopped breathing. The tightness in her chest increased and she let out a strangled breath.

Seeing her friend's reluctance, Maura stood and gathered her things. It was obvious that Jane did not return her feeling of love, yet. This type of love went beyond that of friends. This was the love that people searched for their entire lives and that most never find. So many people just settle for the next best and having had the best her entire life, Maura decided she would not settle for her second choice. She would fight for Jane. She spent over a century searching for love and nothing would stop her. She would give Jane time, but she was far from giving up on true love.

Her hand was wrapped around the door knob when she felt a strong presence looming over her. Jane's lean shadow embraced her own against the wall.

"Where are you going?" Jane's husky voice asked her.

"You've made it clear that you do not return my feelings, yet."

"What do you mean by 'yet,' Maura?"

"I've spent too many a night alone. I looked around the world for love and I couldn't find it. I walk into BPD and there you are, in all of your Jane Rizzoli glory and I knew you were it. You are my one and only love, Jane Rizzoli. I found you and I never plan to let you go. You might not see it, but the extent of my feelings cannot be one-sided. It would be too cruel of fate to make it so."

"Who said it was one-sided now, Doctor Isles? Now, I see why you don't guess. You suck at it." Maura's mind was still on Jane's first question. She turned around in her 5 inch heels and starred Jane in the face. Her expression asked the question she was too much of a coward to ask.

Jane brought her hands to either side of her face and leaned in, looking into hazel eyes for conformation. Ignoring the confusion of Maura's face, she pulled glossy lips to her own.

In the present, Jane did the same thing again. Like their first kiss, this one sent bolts of lightning through their bodies. Maura dropped the bandage in her hand and wrapped her arms around Jane's neck. She moaned deep in her throat as Jane's grabbed her ass and stood. Standing on her toes, Maura closed the small gap between their bodies and smiled as she then had the brunette's arms locked around her waist as their lips met in a gentle kiss, but soon Maura was more forceful, trying to push her tongue into the detective's mouth until she was finally granted access to explore it as if it was the first time they kissed, almost at a frantic pace that came to an end because neither of them truly realized Jane was backed against the wall until the Italian grunted. Maura was about to apologize but she found she couldn't as the younger woman had just crashed her lips against her own, kissing her with the same force as she had done before leaving her almost breathless and lightheaded at the sensation which made her grin.

Maura got started on the column of Jane's neck, long and slow flicks of her tongue as if preparing the area to sink her teeth. The pheromones coming from Jane's body were off the chart. Maura was more turned on than she could ever remember. Their new first time, just before Adele and Lynx showed up, was loving and tender. Love bites were exchanged. This, this was feral and primal. She needed Jane. She wanted to taste the sweet nectar that was her lover's life force. She let her sharpened fangs drop down and bit into the juicy vein in Jane's neck.

First, she was kissing Maura like a horny teenager. Then, Maura was pressing her against the wall, prepared to take her right there. Her tongue and lips trailed down her neck. She expected her to continue down her collar bone but she was startled by the sharp pain in her neck. The euphoria that filled her body was pleasing but she did not know what was happening. She was scared. She pushed Maura off of her body. The skin on her neck tore at the force of her push by an unknown weapon. She looked at the woman with frightened eyes that found two sharp fangs hanging from the roof of her mouth.

"What the hell are you?"


This week's story options:

1. Jane leaves and is taken by a local wolf pack/vampire coven. Maura must infiltrate and save her lover.

2. Maura stops Jane from leaving and explains both of their conditions but Jane is apprehensive of her. While out, the come across a local wolf pack/vampire coven. TBD if the pack/coven is trustworthy.

Always feel free to message me if you have any comments for concerns. If you have an idea for next week's options, hit me up.