Thanks for those who reviewed! it means a lot considering I only really just started writing R&I fics! Anyway, I wanted to update but only had an hour to it so its small and there's not really a lot in there, but enjoy nonetheless.

I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY UNLESS I HAVE CREATED THEM MYSELF, NOR DO I OWN THE SHOW AS MUCH AS I WOULD REALLY LOVE TO.

I remember you said dont leave me here alone

Jane Rizzoli didn't need anybody for anything, or so she had been telling herself all week. She could tell that Maura had been closely watching over her ever since the dizzy spell outside of the bar; she didn't need this right now. They were snowed under in the station with three murders over the space of two days and, typical Rizzoli style, Jane had been doing everything she possibly could to make sure that this guy was caught. So far there had unfortunately been no leads, which meant that Jane and Frost had taken it upon themselves to interview the 30 odd people that claimed to be witness. Maura hadn't said much to Jane in that time, trying to be subtle about her mission to find out what was happening. So far, she hadn't seen anything out of the ordinary other than the fact that Jane looked exhausted whenever she saw her in passing.

Maura had always been afraid of confronting Jane when it came to anything personal like being sick or sad about anything because it always ended with the same results and that was Jane denying feeling anything. She had never understood Jane's need to hide things that she should openly talk about for her own sake, it was like she had build a wall. Then again, she had grown up with brothers, that probably played a large part in it. Sometimes Maura wished than, when the world was hurting her best friend, she could be the one to carry her through it all. Something Maura could never explain, even through the vast knowledge of everything and anything, was the way she felt when it came to Jane Rizzoli. Sometimes that was the only face she could bare seeing when things werent okay, and crying in her arms was sometimes the only thing that could give her a little comfort. Jane could make her feel better at the bet of times but most of the time, seeing her was painful. It seemed odd, because Maura couldn't explain it. She still felt all the emotions that she had guesed would come with being a best friend, but sometimes she felt more. The problem was that she could never tel Jane this, and there was no chance Jane could possibly feel the same way.

The clatter of heels made Jane look up from her screen and a small smile made its way across her cheeks when she saw her best friend walking towards her carrying a cup of well deserved fuel. Her head had been hurting since early in the morning, hopefully this coffee would help her feel a little better. Taking the warm cup into her hand, she let it heat her cold hands and smiled before letting the liquid soothe her slightly aching throat.

"You look tired, have you been sleeping?"

Here we go Jane thought, shrugging at her friend. "headache all night."

Her dispondant reaction made Maura a lilttle concerned, well more than she already was. "How long has it been going on for?"

Jane sighed and thought back to the case around 3 weeks prior that had left her feeling completely exhausted. "3 weeks, ever since the McDemit case."

Maura looked at her a little closer and noticed the goosebumps all over her skin even though it was a warm temperature in the station, her clothes were hanging a little loose making it obvious she hadn't been eating properly and she was shaking a little. "Have you thought about seeing a doctor?"

"doctors are useless, Maura. It's a cold."

She didn't want to push the subject but she was worried about her, Jane had been acting out of character to the point that she had actually passed the opportunity to watch 'the game' with her brother the previous Tuesday. She needed to push her to take care of herself, otherwise the woman would end up in a hospital bed. It had happened before.

"can you at least let me run a blood test?"

Jane considered it for a second before her cell phone rang and she picked it up then ran out of the room without a word.

It wasn't until later that night when Maura was cleaning up to leave the morgue that Jane walked through the door breathlessly, her face beaming with pride. "We got the bastard! It was a tough one we had him cornered and he tried to hit me, I just threw him to the ground! you should have been there Maur!"

Maura chuckled at her friend and listened to her telling the story from the start to finish with a smile on her face the whole way through. Maybe she had misread what was happeing, it might have just been a heavy case that was keeping her down. Maybe things were actually fine.

"so, drinks on me?" Maura proposed, turning the light to the morgue off so she could go home for the night.

"sure! I gotta grab my jacket first but we..."

Maura noticed Jane was no longer walking beside her and turned around to see her a few steps behind, face completely pale, leaning on the wall. "Jane?"

"wait...I...I just need to catch my b-breath."

Maura stood beside her and supported her with her arms as she swayed on the spot. "Are you feeling Dizzy?"

Jane nodded slowly and closed her eyes for a few seconds to try and even out her vision.

"lets get you to a seat, Jane."

Maura tried to usher her from the spot, but Jane held onto the hand rail with dear lilfe until her hands where ghostly white.

"c-cant."

"Do you think you could lower yourself to the floor?"

Jane nodded again, but the second she let go of the rail, her legs gave way and she would have fallen to the floor had it not been for Maura standing there.

"Jane!"

Using all of her strength, she lowered Jane to the floor and felt for a pulse before calling for help.

Sitting on the floor, holding her best friend in her arms, Maura listened to the feeling in her stomach that told her something was seriously not okay here.