A/N: Wow! You guys have blown me away with the reviews. Way more than I expected. Thanks so much! Hope you enjoy Chapter Two.

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Chapter Two

Jane's, "Hey, Mmm" died in the air as Maura spun around and blasted her with the stun gun's full voltage. The detective's legs gave way without warning and the back of her head slammed hard against the roof of Maura's car before her friend recovered enough to catch her before she hit the ground completely.

"Oh god oh god oh god. Jane, SHIT!" Maura squeaked as she gathered Jane into her lap off the ice, leaning back against her car running her fingers through her hair. "I'm so sorry, please," she continued to stroke as tears formed in her eyes. Pulling her right glove off with her teeth, she ran her fingers along the back of Jane's head, finding a large knot beginning to form, probably not a concussion but painful nonetheless.

Floating somewhere between semi-conscious and conscious, Jane fought to open her eyes and focus. Her head throbbing, she could feel the acute burn in her abdomen and arms holding her firmly in place. Dammit, not again! Crazed, glazed eyes shot open, darting around and unable to focus as the residual pulse coursed through her body, causing her to shake.

Maura felt Jane's panic and held her close, knowing her well enough to know where her thoughts would lead her after being tazed. Speaking low and soft in her ear, she continued to stroke her fingers through her friend's long, dark hair. "It's me Jane, I've got you. I'm so sorry, I didn't know. I…I didn't …god, I'm so sorry…I would never…you made me promise to carry the gun because of the crime in this area but I never would've…I was trying to do what you said I should do…I didn't know it was you." Ending her uncharacteristic ramble, Maura bit her bottom lip and waited anxiously for Jane's eyes to clear, a few tears spilling down her cheeks.

Shallow breaths came in rapid bursts. Jane tried with each sputtering exhale to speak, coughing out unsuccessfully, "Wha…th…fu…" Locking onto Maura's hazel green eyes as an anchor she tried again. "Wha…thefuckhap…ened…Maur," she gasped, heart still throbbing in her chest. Trying to ignore the receding current that still pulsed and twitched through every muscle in her body, she searched her memory for the puzzle pieces that would explain why she was on the ground with a pounding head ache. Reality quickly clicked into place and Jane found Maura's worried eyes again. "Owww, son of a bitch! Did you taze me?" Her hand came to rest over the raw burn under her ribs and she hissed in pain. "Shit, you did," she said more to herself than to Maura.

Her mind still spinning, any thoughts of being angry quickly dissolved at the tortured anguish she found etched on Maura's face above her own. Sucking in a deep breath, she willed her trembling limbs into motion and managed to sit up next to the shivering doctor. Leaning against the car, she reached over and grabbed Maura's hand, squeezing. "Hey, it's okay Maur. I'm okay. Come on, look at me." Dipping her head slightly to find frightened eyes with her own, she put on her trademark Rizzoli smirk. "I just can't decide whether I'm really impressed or really annoyed that you got the drop on me." At Maura's relieved chuckle, she continued, bumping her shoulder, "So either you didn't get my voicemail that I was going to pick you up and make you go to Christmas dinner with my family or you did and that was your not so polite way of saying no?"

Maura choked out a laugh but tried for reproach. "J-j-j-ja-ane." So much for that idea, her chattering teeth stole her thunder. Realizing that her coat and slacks were soaked through thanks to the icy slush she had been protecting Jane from, she stood on shaky legs and hauled the detective up to her feet. Opening her car door, she pointed to the driver's seat, "Sit." Jane just looked at her confused. "S-s-sit," she repeated, rolling her eyes at her inability to control the chattering. "I n-n-need to put s-s-s-something on that b-b-burn." Popping the trunk, she handed Jane her keys, "Turn the c-c-car on so it can h-h-h-heat up and hit the seat w-w-warmers." She grabbed her medical bag, purse and phone from of the trunk, ignoring the expected, grumbled protests. Returning to Jane's side, she gave her a pointed look that said "I'm not backing down" until Jane reluctantly lowered herself to sit on the side of the driver's seat. Crouching down between long, outstretched legs, Maura placed her bag on the ground and rifled through it looking for what she would need. Locking her jaw, she was determined not to stutter. "Lift your shirt."

Looking down with affection at the soaked and wind swept Dr. Isles, Jane couldn't help but try and make things hard. "You know, I usually get drinks and dinner before those words come into play. The stutter is new though." Raising an eyebrow, she smiled at Maura's glare but did as she was told, leaning back and slowly lifting her shirt, looking down at her own stomach as she did.

Maura finally found the ointment and dressings she would need in her bag. She pulled them out and lifted her gaze to Jane's abdomen. The first thing she noticed, she expected to see but it still caused her heart to falter and her breath to hitch. The quarter sized red scar was healing nicely but she really couldn't allow herself to go there right now. As if Jane knew what she was thinking, she felt a hand on her shoulder, lightly squeezing. "Hey, I'm okay." Finding warm brown eyes, she nodded and continued her assessment. When she saw the two angry red burns caused by the stun gun, she felt a new wave of nausea. She was responsible for those marks. "God, Jane. I…" Lowering her head for a moment, she bit the inside of her lip hard to try and pull it together. Finding Jane's eyes again, she just nodded with a small smile. Squirting some of the ointment on her fingers, "This will be a little cold." Dabbing it gently across the burns she heard Jane's hiss of breath and felt the way her abdominal muscles twitched under her touch. "I'm sorry," was all she could offer. Finishing up, she taped a small bandage around the wound and stood.

Unfolding herself out of Maura's Mercedez, Jane knew she needed to lighten things up. Ruffling Maura's hair, "We need to hit the road because we are already late. And by the way, I'm blaming you." Cutting off the protest she knew was coming, she placed her fingers over her friend's lips and shook her head. "Nope. No. No way. You owe me big time. You tazed me, Maura. TAZED me. That is gold when it comes to payback. Yep, you are going… and you are the reason we are late, aaaannnnd…" with a devilish smirk she added, "You are going to run interference between me and Sal DeLuca." Jumping out of range of Maura's slap, she jogged over to her car which happened to be located adjacent to the Mercedez, under the same street light. Reaching in, she grabbed a shopping bag of gifts and hefted the case of wine her Ma had asked her to pick up locking the door behind her.

Striding back over to her friend she carefully placed the wine on the ground and reached out for Maura's coat. "Take this off. It's soaked." Complying, Maura turned and allowed Jane to strip the soggy wool off of her shoulders. She was surprised when she found Jane's dry and really warm coat taking its place. Turning back, she raised an eyebrow in question. "What? You show up like that at my house and my Ma will kill me. Trust me. You can change when we get to the house." Noting her friend's look, she smirked, "I know you keep at least three changes of clothes in your car at all times Dr. Isles." Not to be outdone, Maura narrowed her eyes at her friend and looked her up and down, "Hmmm. Actually I have a great sweater that would be quite nice with the slacks you are wearing. We can change at your parent's house." Stepping around a flummoxed Jane, she climbed in the driver's seat and looked up sweetly. "Coming?"

Jane recovered quickly putting the wine and shopping bag in the trunk and lowering herself into the passenger side. Snapping her seat belt in place, she reached over and pulled at the lapel of Maura's/her coat. Surprised, the doctor swatted at the offending hand. "What are you doing Jane?" Smirking, she managed to snake her hand into the inside left pocket of her coat, producing a silver flask. With a blinding, triumphant smile, she shook it between them. "I, my friend, am drinking. You, SADLY, are driving. If you are a good girl, I'll let you have some when we get close. Believe me, you'll be thanking me when you meet Uncle Lazio and his wandering hands." Uncapping the flask and taking a swig, she almost choked at the terrified look on Maura's face. Swallowing hard as a slow burn slid down her throat, she tried to reassure, "Sweetie, I'm only joking…well… sort of. Don't worry, I won't leave you alone." Patting Maura's knee, "Come on. If you don't start driving, we'll never get there. AND, the later we are, the more pissed Ma's going to be…at you I might add because I'm still blaming you." Finally laughing, Maura shook her head and shifted the car into gear.

TBC

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