WARNING TRIGGERS - GRAPHIC RAPE - ASSAULT

Beep. Beep. Beep. What the hell is that noise? Beep. Beep. Beep. What the fuck is it? I'm not getting up yet, it's too early.

Her mind was working over-time to try and figure out what that incessant beeping was. Just when she thought she had it, she thought she heard her name being called.

'Jane'

Is someone calling? Who would be calling me?

'Jane, can you open your eyes for me?'

Open my eyes? Of course i can open my eyes if i want too. And whose voice is that? It was harder than she thought to try and open her eyes. She couldn't understand why, her eyelids felt like lead.

Wait, why can i only see out of one eye? Fuck that light hurts. So she closed them shut again. She became suddenly aware that she had something down her throat. Her instinct was to try and pull it out, when she did it felt like sandpaper being rubbed against her windpipe. She was aware of voices around her and some sort of commotion. But she didn't care she wanted the tube gone. It suddenly all came rushing back to her, they had been attacked. She needed to know if Maura was ok.

It become almost frenzied now to remove the tube and get out of bed to search for her wife. The EKG machine was beeping like crazy. Indicating a rise in heart beat activity. By the time the doctors had come into the room the breathing tube had been completely removed. And Jane was in the process of trying to remove all her drip lines. 'Fuck, everything hurts, i need to get to her now!'.

'Nurse, we need to sedate her now' the doctor said. Because Jane was so preoccupied with what she was doing. He found it very easy to inject his patient with a sedative. After a few seconds the effects started to show. She became drowsy then collapsed on the bed. Slowly her heartbeat was starting to beat normal again.

After the doctor had checked that she hadn't pulled any of her stitches out on her stomach he was satisfied that Jane was stable and comfortable, he turned to one of the nurses in the room. 'Nurse Adler, please can you call the relatives and inform them that Jane is awake'. 'Yes Doctor', the petite redhead said.

With one final look at her vitals and making a note on her chart he went to do his rounds


It had only been 2 weeks since that awful day, 2 weeks since the day they stole her will from her. She felt they had took her life too, all she felt now was immense fear, anger and sadness. But she couldn't tell anyone, she felt Jane's needs were more important. Of course everyone knew what had happened. But thankfully they had given her space and not asked her about it.

Yes that bastard had defiled her and raped her but they had almost killed the love of her life. Instead they left her for dead, and now she was in a coma, and might never wake up again.

'You're ass is so tight', she could feel his hot breath on her face. As he was pounding her hard, she could feel all his bodyweight on her back. Even if they hadn't pinned her arms down she still wouldn't have been able to move.

'Scream for her, tell her how my cock is pounding you', he laughed like it was just a game. A laugh so vile that will always stay with her. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of crying out. But she could see her wife was seriously hurt, even fatally wounded. She could see her trying so desperately get to her. So she called out to her, not for him but for her. 'Jane, Jane i love you'.

This seemed to make him mad, without warning he flipped her onto her back and penetrated her hard. If before was bad, this was worse. He was rougher and harder, i felt like my insides were on fire. He groped and bit my breasts hard, causing me to cry out in pain. His pounding increased faster and faster until i could feel he had ejaculated inside of me. All i could do was cry, when he pulled out of me he wiped himself off in my hair. After that the gang just moved on, like it was an everyday occurrence.

I just laid there, frozen to the spot, it hurt to move, i could feel warmth between my legs, when i touched down and brought my hand back up, my hand was covered in blood. I was already starting to feel woozy. I glanced over to where Jane was and she was so still. My heart sank, i started to go into panic mode. There was so much blood. I could see that she had some fracturing to her face and head. I checked for a pulse, there was one but it was weak. I grabbed my phone out of my clutch bag and dialled 911.

'911 operator, what is your emergency'

'We've been attacked, my...my wife is...is...dying', she said as she was holding the bleeding and broken body of Jane in her arms.

'What is your location' the operator asked and it was the last thing Maura heard before passing out.

Maura was still shaken by the attack and the phone ringing made her jump, she made her way to the island in the kitchen. She didn't recognise the number so she answered with her full name. 'Dr Maura Isles speaking'. 'Yes, hello Dr Isles, this is nurse Adler from Mass General, i'm just calling to inform you that you're wife gained consciousness this afternoon'.

Her heart skipped a beat, she thought she was dreaming. 'What! Is she awake now?, can i see her?'. She could hear a slight pause on the other end of the line which filled her with dread. 'We had to sedate her, as she was very agitated and distressed when she awoke. She managed to pull out her breathing tube and most of her IV's before we could calm her'.

'Oh my god, is she ok? Is she breathing on her own now? She asked.

'Yes Dr Isles, she is breathing on her own however her oxygen levels are still a little low, and unfortunately she did do some damage when she pulled her tube out. So for now we are keeping an oxygen mask on her at all times. You're more than welcome to see her in about 2 hrs. By then the sedative should have worn off'.

She had never felt so relieved in all her life, she desperately wanted to see those velvety brown eyes again. To lose herself in them, when Jane looked at her. 'Thank you Nurse Adler for the phone call, i'll see you soon'.


The next time she woke up her head still felt groggy, and her throat was very painful. She went to move whatever was on her face and as she tried to do so, she thought she heard an angel speak.

'Jane, hun, you need to leave it on. It's helping you to get more oxygen into your lungs'.

Wait, no, it's Maura. Glancing to her left she saw those hazel eyes she longed to see. Even though she was smiling at her, she could tell she was hurting, she could see a faint red mark on her left cheek. No doubt from when that bastard hit her. 'I'm so sorry'.That was all it took, uncontrollable sobs started to shake her body.

Maura was taken aback by this, Jane was normally such the strong one, who would try and hide her emotions. She had only ever seen her wife this upset before and that was when her partner, Frost had died.

'Oh sweetie', she wished she could take her wife's pain away, to try and comfort her she gently placed her head on Jane's stomach. Making sure it wasn't on the area where she was stabbed. She could feel Jane's hand on the back of her head, she gently took it and placed a soft kiss onto the palm of it before slowly caressing the top of her hand over her scar. This action always seemed to comfort her in some way.

Angela had arrived at the hospital not long after Maura, she was just about to enter her daughter's room when she had heard her say she was sorry. It broke her heart to see it. Quietly and discreetly she backed up out of the room. She felt this was something that they needed to share with each other and without an audience. Thankfully she saw Frankie and Korsak making there way down the corridor. It didn't take long for her to meet them halfway.

'Ma, is everything ok? Is Janie alright?' The Rizzoli matriarch held up her hand to stop her son from asking anymore questions and glanced from him and then to the older detective before speaking. 'Jane's fine, but i think we should all head to the canteen and grab a coffee and leave them alone for a while'.

She didn't really need to say anymore than that, they all knew that Jane hated to be seen in a weaken state. And crying uncontrollable would be one of these occasions. So off they went in silent agreement to go and drink sub par coffee to give their daughter, sister and friend some space.

After the crying had stopped, they just looked at each other with sad eyes. Maura got up and kissed her wife on the forehead. 'I'm just going to freshen up', then made her way to the bathroom.

Jane gave her a small smile, truth be told she needed a few minutes alone aswell to compose herself. And that was when she noticed it. The blonde seemed to be in some pain when walking, and when she returned it seemed uncomfortable for her to sit properly.

'Maura' she asked in more than her usual raspy voice.

'Yes my love' she replied.

She tried to sit up properly in bed before she asked her the truth, already knowing the answer. Immediately pain shot through abdomen, 'ah...shit'.

The blond was there instantly helping Jane to sit up properly in bed. 'No cursing, and be careful, you've already had two surgeries to repair the damage from being stabbed'. And you also have a few broken ribs'. After she was sure she was comfortable she decided to stand instead of trying to sit.

'Sorry' she said trying to give her that cheeky rizzoli grin. 'And i wasn't stabbed, whatever this was', indicating to her stomach. 'Wasn't stabbing someone'. The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed. The elephant in the room was being acknowledged.

Maura shifted awkwardly on her feet, playing with her wedding ring, turning the band over and over again. She was fidgeting, and she never fidgeted.

'How bad Maura?'.

There it was, the question she was dreading, and she couldn't lie either and Jane knew that. Her lips became suddenly dry, she licked them and took a deep breath before answering. Glancing down to the floor she told her wife everything.

'We have two females, approximately between 35 and 40 years old' the EMT said as he moved to the first gurney to his left. 'This one is a Detective Jane Rizzoli-Isles with BPD, she has a deep face laceration that looks like it was made with a knife. A single knife wound to her lower abdomen, and to her head and face there has been severe trauma. Possible eye, cheek and nose fractures. Also possible skull fracture with a bleed on her left side as left pupil is fixed and dilated. Had to intubate as oxygen saturation is below 60 and falling, this could be due to feeling at least three broken ribs, maybe more. Blood pressure diastolic 38 over 60 and dropping'. Satisfied he had relayed all the essential medical information he went over to the other gurney.

'This is Dr Maura Isles-Rizzoli our local Chief M.E, she has been sexually assaulted. To her face there is a deep laceration on her left cheek, there are extensive contusions all over her body. Particularly on her breasts and the tops of her thighs just below her vagina. Looks like there might have been some vaginal and anal tearing as there was blood present at the scene. Pupils are responsive, oxygen levels are normal, Blood pressure diastolic 54 over 60'. The EMT was satisfied he had done enough and left to return back to his ambulance.

The trauma doctor decided to deal with Jane first as she wasn't stable and her vitals were dropping. 'Call theatre, we need to take her to surgery to have a look and fix the damage to her abdomen, then call X-ray to run some CT scans, but first we need to get her stabilised'. The doctors and nurses were prodding and poking Jane with many different needles and medical instruments.

The other trauma team were assessing Maura, they were not as concerned with her injuries as they were her wifes. Her vitals were normal, apart from a little bit of low blood pressure. Which was normal given what had happened to this poor woman on the bed. As one of the nurses were inserting a drip line into Maura's hand she started to regain consciousness.

'Dr Isles-Rizzoli, can you hear me?' the doctor said shining a light into her eyes. 'You're in the hospital, you've been attacked'.

'Jane….Jane where is she?' she managed to get out without her voice breaking.

'She's in the next cubicle, the trauma team are working on her'.

That did nothing to calm her, if they were working on her meant she wasn't doing very well. Just then she could hear the alarms going off and the commotion happening next to her.

'Doctor, her bp's dropping, she's going into cardiac arrest' one of the nurses said. The doctor started doing chest compressions on the detective to get her heart beating again.

Maura couldn't believe what she was seeing, she couldn't lose her now. She wouldn't survive without her. She tried to call out her name when she rolled onto her side, clutching her stomach and screaming in pain.

The doctor looked down at the blonde woman in front of him and noticed the pool of blood that was not gathering between her legs. 'She's hemorrhaging, and BP is falling, we need to get her into surgery NOW! Or she's going to bleed out'. One of the nurses placed the oxygen mask over Maura's face. Without having to say any more, the team were already moving the bed towards the elevators to take her to surgery.

The last thing she remembers seeing was them shocking her wifes body with the defibrillator and not knowing whether she was alive or dead.