Chapter 2.

A/N: as always I own not shit.

"We should probably get to the kitchen, I'll need to wash your hands to keep them from getting infected."
Maura looked over at Jane, who nodded.
As they made their way through the house, Jane took the time to observe her surroundings. They passed the living room, modernly decorated, with different pieces of art on the wall, lush cream colored carpet covering the hardwood floor beneath it, and leather couch to match.

"We'll need to take out the um... Spikes so I can clean, and further inspect your hands." Maura frowned as Jane leaned against the sink,using it to hold herself upright.

"Yeah, sure. I can do it... If it's not too much to ask, do you have a towel I can use to uh, cover my..." Jane looked down, and then back at Maura.

"Oh, yes, of course. I'll be back with some towels and rubbing alcohol to clean your hands."
Maura turned around quickly, making her way out of the kitchen, toward the hall closet.
Stopping in the bathroom, she gathered all the bandages, gauze, butterfly bandages, rubbing alcohol, and ointment she could. Leaving the bathroom, she went over to the hall closet and grabbed as many towels and sheets and could. Making her way back towards the kitchen, Maura struggled to come to terms with everything that happened earlier. She had questions that needed answers, answers that needed to make everything logical. She stopped in the living room, placing the sheets over the couch, knowing that Jane will need to sit down, so that she could bandage her up. Maura left her supplies on the table in the middle of the room, and went to Jane in the kitchen.

After turning on the cold water, Jane mentally prepared herself for the pain she was about to endure. Usually, doing something to this extent wouldn't even make her flinch, but due to the amount of blood she lost, and the other injuries she has, her body was acting human like. She knew that going to a hospital would be pointless and only bring up red flags, so she really needed to figure out something to tell Maura. Her interactions with humans slowly trickled down over the years, she wasn't sure exactly what to tell her, with what little she remembered from her brother; who chooses to live among humans...something about being undercover or whatever.

Alright, let's get this over with. Jane tapped the top of the pipe with the edge of her hand, thank god it's one of those hands free types. She began to pull the spike out, forgetting about the other occupant in the house, Jane let out a muffled scream as the pain shot through her hand. Dropping the spike into the sink, she leaned over it; gasping for air. Letting the cold water run over her hand, she got some soap and washed the blood and dirt off. As she stood, she realized that Maura was in the room. Judging from her rapid breathing and the speed of which her heart was beating, she was upset or- fuck,Jane turned around slowly, Maura stood about five feet away, with tears in her eyes, one hand held a towel and the other covered her mouth.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you. I-" Jane searched for the right words, maybe avoiding human interactions weren't the best of plans.

"I didn't realize how much it would've hurt to remove them." Jane leaned against the sink, she could feel everything slowing down.

"There's no need to apologize Jane, I was just surprised. With the amount of nerve damage, I'm in awe of the fact that you're still standing, albeit barley." Maura smiled, as she walked over to Jane.

"Here," Maura wrapped one of the towels around Janes slender waist.

"Thank you, Maura"

Maura nodded, feeling the heat creep up onto her cheeks, something about the low gravely sound of Janes voice, made her feel shy.

Jane turned back toward the sink, preparing to pull out the last spike.

"Maybe you should go to a hospital," Maura's hand on Janes arm made her stop.

"They can properly remove the spike and help with the pain-"

Jane shook her head.

"It's ok, I can handle it." Turning the tap back on Jane began pulling out the spike,grinding her teeth and taking great care to keep her face passive. The last thing she wanted to do was upset Maura. When the spike was out, and her hand was washed, she turned to Maura, immediately regretting it.

"It seems like the most I've done is made your cry, please- I'm not good with tears." Jane looked at Maura nervously.

"I'm sorry, I can't help it. Knowing the true extent of the pain you felt- even though you didn't show it." Maura took a deep breath, and wiped her eyes.

"All is well, it's just the tears that have become my undoing."

Jane leaned closer to Maura,

"Can we sit for a while? I'm afraid that if I stand any longer, I won't be able to keep myself up right."

Maura nodded, and led Jane to the living room.

"I wanted to be able to clean rest of your wounds. I'll help prevent infection." Maura stated upon seeing Janes raised eyebrow.

"Thank you." Jane smiled, leaning against the couch. "I really am grateful, Maura."

"I-you're welcome." Maura helped Jane gently into the couch.

"I'll be right back, I just need to get a bowl of water," Maura waited for Jane's acknowledgement, then turned and went back into the kitchen.

Seriously Isles, there is a stranger in your house and you have yet to find out anything about her, besides her name! Questions, isles ask them.

Maura shook her head, Jane was badly injured, she didn't want to push too much... Although a few questions wouldn't hurt.

Jane could feel her heart slowing, she knew she only had a few more minutes before her body goes into survival mode. She needed to get some reinforcements.

"Here we go" Maura place the bowl of water on the table and kneeled in front of Jane.

"Maura, do you have a pen and some paper?"

Maura titled her head in confusion, getting up she went to the tv stand and retrieved a pen and a note pad.

"Can you take this number down, it's my brother's- I need you to call him and tell him what happened" Jane struggled to keep her eyes open.

"Yes, but how-"

"Maura, I don't have much time, the stress on my body is going to make me pass out any minute now. Just let Frankie know what happened please?"

Maura nodded, quickly writing down the phone number Jane told her.

"Call him at night Maura-"

Maura frowned, why would I-

"Why shouldn't I call now? To let him know-"

Jane shook her head,

"Just- please Maura, he'll only answer once the sun has gone down"

Maura bite her lip,

"Fine, but I better get some answers soon-" Maura looked down at Jane, noticing that she had passed out.

Great, just great!

Maura groaned, as kneeled and began cleaning the cuts and bruises on Janes toned body, she gently wiped the blood and dirt from Janes face. She's beautiful. Oh for goodness sakes Maura! Focus!

Maura shook her head, as if to get rid of her thoughts, It was going to be a long day, and it barley just begun.

A/N: sorry this one took so long. Got a tad bit busy. As always please review, follow and fav.