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Once again Jane found herself back in the waiting room. The worry and fear was gnawing away at her viciously and relentlessly. Maura had been rushed into the operating room more than two hours ago and she hadn't received any updates either. Jane knew enough to understand that an alarm on one of the monitors going off didn't mean anything good.

The door to the waiting swung open but Jane didn't bother to look up. "Jane" She knew that voice though and looking up confirmed that it was Maura's mother, Constance. "I'm sorry, we got here as soon as we could," she said as she embraced Jane. "How is she?" asked Maura's father, Arthur. Jane's mouth was set in a tight line and Constance noted the distress in her eyes. "They took her back into surgery a few hours ago. One of the monitors went off. I haven' gotten an update yet." Constance squeezed Jane's hand firmly. "Why don't we have a seat and wait together."

"You know if it wasn't for you and Angela I don't think I would've reconnected with my parents the way that I have," said Maura. She knew on some level that her parents loved her and were proud of her achievements but it was never overtly shared or shown. All she ever wanted to do was impress them and she never felt like she had until Jane came into her life.

"Well, after your mom and I had our little chat I think she finally admitted that she needed to be more present in your life," Jane answered. "And it's a good thing. Your parents are great people."

"Yes, they are and they love you."

"Can you tell us how the accident occurred?" Arthur asked as he took a seat opposite his daughter-in-law. Jane took a deep breath not wanting to rehash the details but knowing that Maura's parents would need to know what happened. "Another driver ran a red light and crashed into the driver's side of Maura's car." Jane hangs her head slightly. "She was on her way to meet me," she finished in a remorseful whisper.

"Jane, I know you well enough to know that tone of voice," said Constance. "There is no way you're responsible for any of this." Jane shook her head slightly knowing somewhere, in the logical part of her brain that it was true. But nothing about any of this was logical or rational. Several scenarios had been forcing their way through Jane's mind since the first minute she sat down in the waiting room. I shouldn't have insisted on going out…I should've picked her up…I should've waited for her at work…I should've, should've, should've. "She has to be okay."

It was a few more hours before Jane and Maura's parents would get news on her condition. A tired looking doctor treaded into the waiting room his tired out searching out Jane's. "Is Maura okay?" Jane asked as she jumped from her seat and met the doctor halfway. "Her ICP…the intracranial pressure in her head spiked which meant that we needed to relieve the pressure immediately," he began. Maura's parents stood either side of Jane soaking up the information. "There are Maura's parents, they just arrived." The doctor nodded towards the cordially before continuing to explain. "She is still sedated but we will be slowly lightening her sedation to gauge her response and level of alertness." Jane was nodding slowly. "That's good right? I mean that you're going to wake her up?" she asked hopefully. "At this stage Jane we need to ascertain whether Maura has sustained any brain damage from her head injury," he explained gently. "There is a possibility that she could have some deficits." The doctor sighed hating the next part that he always had to share with the family members of patients who have suffered serious head trauma. "There is also a chance that Maura may not wake up." Jane immediately shook her head. "No, Maura will wake up you'll see." Her belief in her wife blazed through her voice and entrenched hope in her heart. "Let's take it one step at a time and assess as we go along. If you need anything I am only a page away."

Jane spent the next twenty-four hours at Maura's bedside. Her family and friends had taken turns bringing her clean clothes and offered comfort and support as best they could. She'd gotten word that the driver who caused the accident had suffered only minor injuries. Figures…some asshole runs a red light, which he's probably been doing for years, and someone else pays the price. He'd better be hoping and praying to whatever God her praises that Maura comes out of this…if not…

"Okay Jane time for lunch. We have to check Maura's vitals and I don't want to see you for at least twenty minutes," Nurse Jenkins ordered. The nurses had taken to Jane over the past few days and were determined to get the detective out of the room for at least small intervals. Jane lifted Maura's hand to her lips and kissed it softly. "They're throwing me out again Maur but I won't be gone for too long."

Jane made the walk to the hospital cafeteria knowing that she'd have to eat at least something. The nurses had eyes everywhere and when she'd tried to skip the cafeteria they'd been told and she had been scolded. As she turned the corner she crashed into someone else. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't look…" Jane stopped mid sentence as she realized who she had run in to. "Hope," she uttered curtly. "Jane, I was just coming to see Maura. How is she?" It's taken you days to come and see your own daughter? Jane seethed internally. But she knew that she needed to save her fight and energy for Maura and not expend it on a fight with her biological mother. "She had brain surgery." She bit out. "They've lowered her sedation but she hasn't woken up yet."

"I see. I know it's probably a lot to ask but could I see her?" she asked hopefully. The protective part of Jane wanted to deny her but she wasn't that cruel and Maura could use all the positive energy she could get. "You can see her. But I don't want you to go in there and cry. People hear stuff when they're…under. So I want Maura to hear only positive things," Jane's tone left no room for compromise. "Of course, I wouldn't have it any other way."

Jane led the way back to Maura's room with Hope trailing behind her. She stopped in front of the nurse's station. "How is she doing?"

"Her vitals are stable, unchanged from the last check," Nurse Jenkins relayed eyeing the new person carefully. "This is Maura's biological mother, she's come to see how she's doing," Jane explained.

She led Hope into the room and took up her place beside Maura's bed. "Oh my…" Hope expressed. "No crying," Jane reminded her. "No crying," she confirmed. "May I have a look at her chart?" Jane figured it wouldn't hurt anything so she nodded her approval. "Maura's strong, she'll pull out of this in no time," Jane said out loud.

Hope looked up from studying Maura's chart towards her daughter her mouth set in a tight line. I have wasted so much time. Time I could've known and spent time with Maura. But I let my fear get the better of me. And now…based on what's written in her chart…it may be too late. Hope was sick at how she had allowed her relationship with Maura to fail and prayed that she would have a chance to make up for it.

Day turned into night and as the sun rose on the next day Jane was ever present at Maura's side. But she would've been lying if she'd said that she wasn't starting to doubt if Maura would wake up. Generally, she still believed that Maura would wake up but her resolute faith was starting to waver ever so slightly. I don't want to do this life…thing…without you Maur, I can't. You are the thing I live for in so many ways. If that's gone, then what am I?

Just then Jane felt Maura's fingers twitch. She wanted to be sure though. Given that she hadn't had much sleep in the last several days her brain might be playing a cruel trick on her. But she felt it again, the slightest movement. Her eyes swung to Maura's face where she could definitely see her trying to open her eyes. "Maur? Come on baby open your eyes for me," Jane encouraged as she repeatedly pressed the call button for the nurses. "Jane? Is everything alright?" Nurse Jenkins asked. "I think she's trying to wake up."