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Here's the second chapter for you, hope you enjoy it, let me know what you think :))

"Jane Rizzoli?" Maura looked at the Intensive Care ward's receptionist with tears in her eyes, waiting for her to point her in the right direction.

"Ermm..." The receptionist bustled around, searching through piles and piles of papers for the answer.

Maura grew more and more impatient as time went on, the receptionist clearly didn't have a clue what she was doing.

"Never mind!" Maura couldn't waste a single second more, she needed to be with Jane.

She ran down the ward, closely followed by a panting Korsak, looking through the window of every room. She grew more and more distressed as she laid her eyes on the other patients; covered in bandages, wires everywhere, hooked up to beeping machines. She should be ok with this stuff being a doctor and all but just knowing that in a few minutes, maybe even seconds, it would be Jane that she saw with wires and machines all around her.

She came to a very sudden halt when she noticed Angela, sitting on the floor at the end of the corridor, knees hunched up to her chest, hands covering her face...crying. Maura felt like she had been kicked in the chest, seeing a devastated Angela put the whole reality of the situation into perspective...this was real...this was happening...Jane had been shot...Jane was in critical condition...Jane might die.

'No'

It took Korsak's hand guiding her towards Angela for Maura to come back to reality.

"Come on hun, Jane's her daughter, she needs you right now."

Angela stood up slowly as she saw them walking towards her, she reached her arms out towards Maura. Maura was surprised just how much she craved the warmth of Angela's arms right now, Angela wasn't just Maura's mother-in-law...she had been a better mother to Maura than either of her mother's had ever been.

Maura almost fell into Angela's arms as they drew closer, as they wrapped around her, a wave of relief washed over Maura. Just to be in the arms of somebody who understood her love for Jane, to be in the arms of a Rizzoli.

Her relief quickly washed away though as she opened her eyes to see Jane.

That was it.

That's when her knees buckled.

She fell to to the floor in despair.

Flashes of Jane's bloody, bruised face kept appearing in her mind.

Wires.

Machines.

No. She had to be strong. She had to be strong for Jane, as Jane would be strong for her. Angela and Korsak helped her to her feet slowly.

"Are you ok sweetheart?" Angela's face was a picture of tear-stained concern for her daughter in-law.

"Not really...can I go in there?"

"Sure hun, we'll be out here if you need us ok?"

Maura nodded, squeezed Angela's hand and made her way towards Jane's room.

As she opened the door she was shocked at just how loud the machines were; or was it just her imagination? She remembered reading a study showing that when people have lost, or may be losing in her case, a loved one, it's common for their mind to play tricks on them.

She sat down beside Jane and watched her chest move slowly up and down, reassuring herself that she was alive and breathing. She reached out her hand and traced her fingers down Jane's soft, toned arm until she reached her hand. She slipped her fingers between Jane's fingers and held them tightly.

"I'm here Jane...I'm here. I'll always be here I promise, just like you promised me you'd always be here too...please don't break your promise Jane...please don't leave me. I love you."

A tear ran down Maura's cheek.

"I remember, the first time you told me that you loved me...I couldn't believe it...that someone as incredible and beautiful could love somebody like me. I remember feeling like I was floating, I've never been so happy Jane, my life is perfect now I'm with you Jane. Please be strong Jane, don't let this beat you...I know you can do it."

She couldn't help thinking to herself, Jane had always been there to save her. When her 'boyfriend' tried to kill her, when Hoyt had tried to kill them both...she had always saved her. Why couldn't she save Jane?

'It should be me in this bed, it should be me with the wires, it should be me who took those bullets'

Suddenly, she remembered,

'Bullets'

Jane got shot. Somebody shot Jane. Somebody shot her Jane.

Whoever that somebody was, Maura was going to make sure that they paid for what they had done.

She took her phone out of her pocket and scrolled through her contacts, the name she stopped at...Paddy.

Could she do this? Could she throw away all her morals and confide in a man that she had always though evil, wrong, a criminal? For Jane...she could do anything.

"I love you Jane." And with that, she hit the dial button.