The rating of this story may change to M as it mentions/features domestic violence/abuse.
The next day Jane headed into work with a heavy heart. She wasn't looking forward to seeing Maura after what had happened last night but the medical examiner was still her best friend. Besides, having Maura in her life as a friend was better then not having Maura in her life at all. She worked hard until 10am at her desk but they hadn't found any knew leads on their case, something that was starting to really annoy the detective.
After heading out for coffee she headed down to the morgue to see her friend. She knew from experience that the first time she saw Maura after the honey blonde took Ian back was the worst. So she figured she should just get it over with. But as she entered the morgue she was surprised and concerned to find Suzie there alone. "Detective Rizzoli, what can I help you with?" The lab tech asked as she turned and spotted the homicide detective.
"Where's Maura?" She questioned. It wasn't like Maura to not come to work and it was even rarer for her not to ring Jane and explain what was going on.
Suzie sighed before turning to look at the detective fully. "Dr Isles rang in sick today. She thinks she has the flu or food poisoning and won't be at work until next week at the earliest." The lab tech explained.
Jane didn't bother to respond she simply placed the two coffee's she was holding on a nearby desk and pulled out her phone. As she dialled the familiar number she turned and left the morgue, heading back to her desk. She grew worried when Maura didn't answer. The honey blonde always answered her phone calls even those times when they were arguing.
As the hours drifted by Jane's worry only increased. She had called and text her honey blonde friend all morning and as she headed down to the cafe for some lunch she was disheartened to find that Maura still hadn't text her back. Jane was tempted to go and check on the medical examiner but she couldn't leave the precinct until they made a break in the case. Walking into the cafe however another idea occurred to the brunette detective. "Hey Ma." Jane greeted her mother as she walked over to the counter.
"Hi Janey." Angela greeted her eldest child with a smile. She placed a sandwich and brownie on the counter for her only daughter. "There's fresh coffee in the machine." The elder woman stated.
"Thanks Ma." The detective responded as she took the sandwich and brownie off of the counter. "Have you had your lunch break yet ma?" Seeing her mother shake her head she smiled at her mother. "Think you could do me a favour?" Jane asked.
Turning back to her daughter Angela couldn't help but be curious. Jane never asked for her help so whatever this was must be important to her daughter. "Of course. What so you need me to do?" Angela asked.
"Can you pop over and check on Maura?" The raven haired detective asked. "She rang in sick today and she hasn't answered any of my calls or texts all morning. I'm worried about her. It's not like Maura to do this. I'd go myself but we have to find a lead in this case." Jane explained. Seeing her mother nod Jane let out a relieved breath. "Thanks Ma." Jane said before heading over to the coffee machine to get a drink.
"I'll go in five minutes." Angela called across the cafe to her daughter before turning to serve another customer.
Lunch time found Maura laid on her couch, not wanting nor able to move. Every time she even tried to sit up her body was flooded with pain. She hadn't moved from the couch all morning, she had even been ignoring her texts and phone calls as when she tried to reach for her phone it caused her too much pain. She had disguised the pain in her voice that morning to ring work and tell them she wouldn't be in for the rest of the week as she was ill. But apparently she wasn't convincing enough for Ian and she received another beating before he left for work.
She knew most of the calls and text would have been from Jane but she simply couldn't move without it hurting, and right now she would take the emotional pain of having to ignore Jane over the physical pain she received every time she tried to move. The honey blonde couldn't help but sigh as she continued to lay on the couch. She hated not being able to do anything but there was nothing she could do about it today, she would simply have to cope with it.
Still she was getting more and more annoyed by the second. She couldn't even sit up to read, everything hurt too much. She didn't even know how long she had been laid there. But when she heard a key in the lock of her back door she stiffened slightly. She just hoped that Ian would be in a good mood, Maura didn't think she could take another beating.
Author's Note: Sorry for not updating for a while guys. I hope you like this chapter. Please review and let me know what you think x