Notes: I'm glad that those of you who have reviewed loved seeing Jane in action. (I mean, who doesn't love that side of Jane?) Things are just starting to heat up between these two. Don't forget to review. It helps me make the story better if I know what all of you like and if I am able to see my mistakes.

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Maura led Jane by her elbow to her black Mercedes, which they had taken to the Robber letting Jane's car at the station.

"You know Maur, I'm bleeding not blind right?" Jane joked as she sat down in the passenger seat.

After Maura had settled in tan leather of the driver's seat and shut the door, she gave Jane a "not funny" look with an eyebrow raised and her lips pursed.

"What? I'm just trying to lighten the mood," she said smiling and raising her shoulders innocently, having to turn her head completely to the left to look past the towel at her friend.

Maura just shook her head as she turned the key and brought the sports car purring to life. She put it in gear and laid the toe of her expensive heeled shoe on the gas.

That was nearly all that was said the entire car ride to Maura's home. Every minute or so Maura would shot a worried glance at Jane knowing that she wouldn't see her.

How does Jane have such impeccable timing? But she can also be so incredibly rash. Brave….but rash.

She sighed out loud at her own thoughts but hadn't realized it until Jane asked, "What?"

"Oh nothing," Maura blurted out.

"Mmkay," was Jane's only reply.

After Maura parked in her usual spot, she rushed out of the car to aid Jane who was already standing outside the car, still holding the towel to her face. They stopped at the door so Maura could unlock it. When the door was opened she let Jane pass her as she held the door and closed the door behind them. Jane turned and faced Maura to wait for her instructions.

"Here, follow me," they both jumped at the contact as Maura grabbed Jane's hand. She pulled Jane past the stylish dining area, the comfy tan couch with numerous green pillows, and the light blue green cabinets of the kitchen down the hall and up the carpeted stairs.

They didn't stop until they stood facing one another at the foot of Maura's bed. Maura didn't let go of Jane's slender hand and looked closer at the one holding the towel to her face.

"Jane, your knuckles are bleeding too. Sit here while I get the kit out of the bathroom." She let go of the other hand and headed for the bathroom behind her.

"Now that I have actually feeling in my body again, I think I did something to my wrist, too. It's probably nothing. A sprain at most," Jane said as she flopped down on the edge of the bed. The real pain was finally starting to set in.

When Maura was out of sight Jane began looking around the master bedroom. Jane had never spent enough time in the room to really take in the elegance of it. She had always stayed in the guest bedroom when she had stayed at Maura's. The only times they had shared a bed was when Maura spent the night at Jane's house, having no other bed to offer, and when Maura had fallen asleep meditating in the guest bed with Jane the first night she had come over after having a nightmare.

Jane immediately noticed the blue color scheme and began to smile to herself.

Of course Maura would choose blue, the color that calms.

Maura had chosen a light sky blue for the walls and ceiling. Two framed black and white photographs of what Jane thought to be the Mediterranean Sea, hung above the bed along with other nature scenes that were stung around the room. The bedspread Jane was sitting on was a toned down shade of turquoise with a cream stripe down the right of the center. At the head of the bed was a large assortment of pillows with varying sizes and shades of blue, brown, and cream. The head board rose up the wall with simple elegance as did the bedposts that were made of a cherry. They had been finished with a stain that was on the lighter side of medium.

There was a cream colored chair in the corner with a matching foot rest that had similar cherry wood work. Next to the chair set a chrome lamp which Maura had stopped to turn on as they passed it. Next to the lamp were two matching book cases filled with Maura's favorite pleasure reads and mementos from her travels, rather than the endless medical journals that lined the walls of her study. There was a matching desk set across from the bookshelves which had a calligraphy set with a quill and ink bottle on top of it as well as Maura's laptop.

On Jane's right side there were three vast windows with drapes that matched the bed. To the left of the bed were two matching white doors which Jane assumed was the walk in closet that held the magnificence that was Maura's wardrobe. To the right of the closet was another white door which was still open as Maura continued to search for the kit in the bathroom. On either side of the bed were matching cherry nightstands with two chrome lamps. On the side that Maura usually woke up on, was a modern art alarm clock.

As Jane finished her mental tour of the bedroom, Maura walked back in and set the kit on the hardwood floor in front of Jane.

"Let me get you something to put on your hand while I suture your cheek," Maura said only stopping for a second in front of Jane before exiting the room again only this time headed for the refrigerator. Jane had to fight every urge to check her out as she walked straight away from her…which was a losing battle.

After Maura was out of sight again, she looked down at what was making her chest cold. Her shirt was covered with streaks of her own blood that had become cool from the ceiling fan above Maura's bed. She looked down even further to see her shirt hadn't caught all her blood. There were streaks of blood also on her chest that dried between her breasts.

Damn it.

She began to unbutton her shirt with her free hand when Maura walked back in.

"Oh!" she turned her head trying to hide her blushing cheeks at the sight of Jane's upper body partially being exposed. After composing herself, hoping Jane didn't notice, she started towards Jane again. "Let me help you with that," she said kneeling down in front of Jane and dropping the ice pack beside her, reaching for the buttons. Maura's hand landed on Jane's, neither of them retreating for a few seconds. Maura's hazel eyes caught Jane's deep brown eyes and smiles spread across both of their faces.

"Ugh…okay. Go ahead," Jane said as she pulled her hand away. Now she was the one blushing.

As Maura unbutton her shirt, taking more time than what was necessary, her eyes slid done from Jane's over the lean body before her, stopping momentarily on her breasts before landing on her perfect abs. The combination of the light provided by the lamp and the moonlight pouring through the windows somehow made Jane's body even more appealing although Maura thought it impossible.

Oh my goodness. Jane is so…defined. Wait, control your thoughts. She is going to notice your heart palpitations and eyes dilation.

Jane couldn't bear to look down at Maura. She was having thoughts of her own she needed to control.

Damn. The things we could do in this posit…..AH JANE! …God.

Maura had finally finished unbuttoning the white, black, and now red striped shirt and stood up. She took the towel out of Jane's hand gently. The gash had finally stopped bleeding and the towel had become matted to Jane's face. Jane grimaced as the last part of the towel was removed from her face.

Maura careful arranged the towel so she could lay it on the floor next to them without getting any blood on the hardwood flooring. Maura grabbed Jane's shirt below the collar and pulled it down over her shoulders and down her arms. Jane lifted her arms up and held her hands in front of her so the shirt could be completely removed. She discarded the shirt on top of the towel.

Maura grabbed the kit from the floor and placed it behind her when she sat on the bed next to Jane. Jane repositioned herself so she could fully face Maura.

Maura placed her thumb on Jane's chin curling one finger under her jaw. She moved Jane's head this way and that to closer inspect the gash as she reached behind her body for something in the kit. She gave Jane the anesthetic and began to suture the gash.

Maura did her work in silence as Jane leaned back on her right hand while the other was covered with the ice pack in her lap. Maura's eyes were trained on the cut but Jane's were transfixed on the hazel eyes before her.

They were the most beautiful eyes she had ever looked into. When others would lie and look away, she would look you right in the eyes, into your soul, and speak nothing but the truth, no matter what it was. Maura couldn't even think of lying without hyperventilating. Jane was drawn to those eyes. She didn't know why completely…but she was hell-bent on finding the answer.

"How do you do it?" Maura said out of nowhere cutting through the silence while still suturing Jane's face.

"Do what?" Jane asked blinking rapidly while being brought back from her trance.

"Show up with the impeccable timing you have and save me from impending danger. It seems to have been occurring quiet frequently ever since I met you," Maura said trying to focus on not hurting Jane.

"Ah…that…well that is the good ole' fashion Jane Rizzoli gut instinct," Jane said patting her taut stomach with the hand she had been leaning on and grinning. "Ouch…shit that hurt."

Maura giggled, "That's what you get for listening to your intestines. Don't smile while I'm working. You'll pull the stitching."

"Ugh…yeah I figured that out. You could've said that would hurt sooner though," Jane said trying not to show the pain.

"Sorry…I've said it numerous times Jane, your intestines cannot tell you when I'm in trouble or when you think have a feeling about a case you're working. It's scientifically impossible," Maura told her sounding as she had every time before.

"Okay well you can say that now Maura but, we'll both be sorry the time I get a gut feeling that something is up with you, and I ignore it. Luckily for you, that will never happen…And unlucky for me," Jane pointed to the cut on her face with the last part.

"Jane, you didn't have to get in an altercation with that man. You could have avoided being injured yourself and hurting him if you had just spoken to him. Now don't take this as me being ungrateful because I am. It's just I think I could have handled the situa…," Jane cut her off by pulling away from Maura's hands which had just finished working on Jane's wound.

"Maura!" Jane yelled nearly right in her face. "I can't even believe you are saying this! The asshole was completely smashed. He had a hold of your arm and was about to force himself on you! From what I could see you didn't move. I wasn't about to just let him do that you!" Jane stood throwing hands over her head then slapping them on her hips with her back to Maura. "God Maur! How could you even think something like that?"

"Jane," Maura said trying to calm her down without getting up from the edge of the bed. "This is about more than tonight…isn't it?"

"Maura…," Jane's voice began to crack and tears began to well up in her eyes. She tried hard to fight them from falling and regain her composure. She kept one hand on her cocked hip and brought the other up to her face and pinched the bridge of her nose with her thumb and finger. "I just wanted to protect you. Keep you safe…"

Maura stood up and walked around to face Jane.

"I just… I…I can't lose you," Jane whispered. Jane couldn't hold them back any longer as her head fell. The tears streaked down her cheeks and fell on her still bare chest. She had forgotten she was standing there in her bra. The salt in her tears burned as they made their way in between the stitches.

Maura reached up with both hands and pulled her head up so they were looking each other in the eyes. Jane could see through her blurry vision that Maura was beginning to cry too.

"Hey, shhh…look at me, Jane. You have no idea what I went through the day I almost lost you. You just laid there lifeless while I held you and tried to keep you from losing anymore blood," Maura was full on sobbing now. Jane could barely make out what she was saying.

"Jane…there was so much blood. They held me back when I tried to follow you into the operating room. I fought to be with you…but I was too weak. I just wanted you…no, I needed you to tell me everything was going to be fine… that I was going to see you again. I was so scared the last memory I had of you… of us…would be me lying on the ground…with you lifeless in my arms covered in your blood. I thought I was dying…more and more every minute your life hung in the balance. We almost lost you...I…I almost lost you." Maura was sobbing so much now she couldn't even form any words.

Jane stepped forward and closed the space between them wrapping Maura in her arms. She brought one hand up and stroked the back of Maura's head while leaving the other on the small of her back forming little soothing circles. Jane slowly rested her cheek on top of her head.

"I'm here Maura. You didn't lose me. I'm right here. I'll never leave you again…I'll never let go."

With that Maura sobbed even louder and buried her face even further into Jane's chest. Jane kissed the top of Maura's head. Besides the shaking made by Maura's sobs against Jane, they stood frozen in time until Maura's legs wouldn't hold anymore. Jane took all of her weight and slowly lowered them to the floor where they remained until they both had no tears left to shed.

She'll never let go.

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