Not mine, not mine, not mine... but thanks to TNT and Janet Tamaro they are going to be back on screen on 06.18.2013. Please let me know if you like it because I really like writing it and it's not so easy with my little school English *ggg* Thanks for following my story, giving reviews and sending PM's. I really appriciate it :-)

The doctor looked very concerned when he reached Jane. He gave the women his hand in greeting and asked them to sit down.

"Dr. Isles has survived the surgery. But she has lost a lot of blood. The platelets regenerate after 4 days but she would recover faster if we had a blood donor. During the surgery, we've used some blood units but we have no more in stock and we need to request new blood from the blood bank."

"Okay, Doctor, what can I do?" Jane asked anxiously.

"A quick blood donation can support her recovery. Dr. Isles has blood group AB positive and is a universal recipient. Can you give blood?" the young doctor asked.

"We donate together. This is my mother. Where do we have to go?" Jane asked hastily.

"Go down the hall. It only takes a few minutes and then you can see Dr. Isles,"explained the doctor friendly.

Jane took her mother's hand and together they ran down the hall. It took about an hour, until the two women were able to leave the examination room. Down the hall to the ICU they met Hope Martin. Jane stopped abruptly.

"Detective Rizzoli, how is Maura?" Hope asked, genuinely concerned.

"Maura survived the surgery. She lost a lot of blood and we've just donated. We can see her now. Do you wanna see Maura first?" Jane asked uncertainly.

"Thanks, that would be really nice. I appreciate it very much. I'm sorry, really, I was very harsh on the phone. I'm afraid of losing her again. It's the worst thing in the world to lose a child. I've never coped, Detective. It was a shock when Maura told me who she is. I was simply overwhelmed and now I have to get to know my grown-up daughter. My behavior must have occurred cruel to you. Maybe you see it one day. I suffered 35 years under this circumstance. I never got over it, Jane. It's a lot to ask but I'll need your help. Maura trusts you, and because of you I may have a chance to get near her."

"It's up to Maura. She trusts me because I would never betray her. I'll support her in everything," Jane said quietly.

"Thank you for calling me, Jane. I'm going to see my daughter now."

With that, she disappeared behind the door to the ICU. Angela lovingly patted the shoulder of her daughter.

"You've done the right thing, Janie. I'm proud of you."

"I don't know, Ma. This woman sends a chill down my spine," said Jane worried.

Like a cat in a cage, Jane went up and down the hallway. Angela was sitting in the waiting room. It seemed to take hours, when Hope finally returned. Her expression was meaningless.

"Maura's asking for you. She is still weak but she is awake," Hope said, smiling.

"Thank God, that's great news!" Jane moaned relieved.

"Go, honey! I'll wait for you," Angela said confidently. "Come on Dr. Martin, we'll grap a coffee at the cafeteria."

Without losing any more time, Jane went to the intensive care unit. She looked carefully through the glass sheets, and finally found her friend. The sight was anything but pleasant. Beside the bed stood countless machines which beeped incessantly. After Jane had entered the room, Maura opened her amber colored eyes.

"Hey," the dark-haired cop said uncertainly.

"Hey," Maura replied and smiled.

Jane took a chair and placed it next to the bed. She sat down and took Maura's hand.

"You scared the hell out of me, Maura," Jane sighed.

"Sorry," Maura moaned.

"Oh God, Maura. Stop apologizing! I was scared shitless. I thought I'd lose you."

"You saved my life again, Jane and the doctors have done a great job. It was a enetrating gunshot wound. I'll be back on my feet soon. The loss of blood makes me a little worried. The left lung was streaked. The pulmonary artery was missed. Which is great. Don't worry Jane, I will recover," Maura explained her condition.

"Can you remember what happened, Maura?"

"Everything happened so fast. I can't remember exactly. Oh shit, Jane. I'm not used to that my brain is not working properly," Maura sighed.

"Shit? Maura, you cursed. That has to be my blood in your veins. You are now a real Rizzoli," Jane said jokingly, pointing to the blood bag.

"You've donated? Thank you, Jane," Maura said shortly and smiled once again.

"Ma has too. With Rizzoli blood you'll get quickly back on your feet."

"I want to remember, Jane. Can you help me?" Maura asked saddened.

"Maura, you had a serious surgery. This can wait until tomorrow. You need to rest. I'll be back again tomorrow and we'll do everything slowly."

"No, no, Jane. Please stay. I want to do it now. With you, I can remember. It's important to me and important to the case. Please, Jane. Help me to remember," begged the pathologist heartbreaking and looked her friend straight in the eye.

"Okay, but we'll take it easy. Close your eyes, Maura. Breathe slowly and evenly. Just concentrate on your thoughts," Jane whispered, holding Maura's hand.

Maura closed her eyes and tried to breathe calmly, despite the pain. She focused on her thoughts and the surroundings became blurred.

"Concentrate Maura. Do you remember that we had an appointment this morning? You're at home and late. What do you remember? What did you do?"

"I wanted to shower and the water was cold. I called Tommy. He wanted to stop by in the afternoon. After a cold shower I had to feed Bass. I sat on the couch and cut the vegetables. There were noises at the door. I thought it was Tommy who came by earlier. I went to the door and opened," Maura whispered, barely audible and her pulse began to race.

Jane stroked her friend's hair and tried to calm her.

"It's okay Maura, let's stop,"Jane said worried.

"It wasn't Tommy. There were two men at the door. They were surprised to see me and pushed me back into the house. The elder of the two had a gun. I was frozen with fear," Maura told and paused.

"What did they want from you? Did they say what they wanted?"

Maura's breathing became faster. She tried to calm down and focused on Jane's voice.

"They yelled at me. Where is the file? Something like that. I was confused and scared. It all happened so fast. The boy tried to grab my knife. He tripped and we fell to the ground. It was a tremendous mess. I felt the wetness and the elder shouted at me. He pulled me up by my hair. I was covered in blood but it was not mine. He threatened me with a gun. I should give him the file or he'll kill me. I don't have any file, I said. Then he became really angry, and pushed me away. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in the chest. I suppose I must have fainted. When I woke up, I heard him in the bedroom. With my last strength I crawled into the kitchen. I've heard your car. He suddenly went past me and fled through the back you were next to me, and I finally felt safe", Maura told and took a deep breath.

Jane tried to pull herself together, but tears ran down her cheeks. Her best friend had been through terrible things. The pain on Maura's face was almost unbearable.