Love Will Save Your Soul

Roman Vetrov was about to make his biggest move. He heard rattling at the door and crouched behind Maura to have a tight cover so if the older man tried to shoot, it would be too hard to get a good aim. He held the gun snug to her head and waited.

"Maura!" The man broke into the house and had his gun raised looking for the target that was holding his daughter hostage.

"Let her go. I'm not afraid to shoot." Doyle was serious, he played too many small games like this and was never afraid to take action, even if it was his own daughter.

"That's nice. Now put the gun down." Vetrov called still holding the gun to Maura.

Maura winced and tried to remain calm, she prayed that he would be able to take a shot.

Doyle refused to listen and tried to steady aim his gun enough to get a clear shot. With eye contact he slowly sent his message to Maura and hoped that she would be able to get the hint. She did. When he switched off his safety, Vetrov laughed.

"I wouldn't do that." He shoved the gun into the back of Maura's shoulder blade.

Doyle reacted quickly, he wasn't playing games anymore. As soon as Maura moved as far as she could to the side in that short moment, Doyle took a shot at the man. The bullet grazed the side of Vetrov's face right under his ear. Vetrov reached with one hand and checked his face.

"That was smart." He pulled the trigger and the bullet ripped through Maura's shoulder. Maura screamed in pain and she could feel the agony tearing through every inch of her body. Her body was going into shock and she thought for sure she was about to die. If you need anything, just call my name and I'll be there. Jane's voice was echoing through Maura's head. How could Jane still be the only thing Maura felt close to in a situation like this, when Jane wanted to do the same thing, to kill Doyle's daughter.

Maura was losing consciousness but tried to stay awake knowing that it was very important.

"Drop the gun or this time it'll go through her head." Vetrov ordered.

Doyle looked at his daughter and could tell that the situation wasn't going to get any better. He placed the gun by his foot, and at the same moment Vetrov stood up and took a crippling shot at Doyle.

The sound cracked through the air and Maura knew that her dad had been shot. She was sobbing and trying to hold on for life. Doyle dropped to the floor with a thud and fell unconscious.

"Jane...I need you, I needed you so bad." She whispered closing her eyes trying to shut out the nightmare in front of her.

Roman Vetrov was now standing in front of her and used the tip of his gun to lift Maura's head up. "Your turn." And as if on queue the door burst open and caught Vetrov off guard. He flipped around to see a dark figure standing in the door frame.

"Rizzoli." He smiled.

"Vetrov." She smiled back and nodded her head at him. "So nice to see you, picking off my hits for such mediocre purposes."

She carried a confident frame and in her hand she held a Remington 870. She aimed from her hip and took a shot to Vetrov's hand where he had held the gun. The gun fumbled to the floor along with the younger man grabbing his hand.

"What the hell?" He tossed as she walked in closer only to shoot his other hand when she saw him try to reach for the gun.

"I wouldn't waste your time trying to kill me. I think you would have a better chance groveling for your life then picking me off your grid."

He gulped and for the first time, he had fear radiating through his eyes. "I came here, to help you kill her, to help you do your job."

"Is that why you tried to do it before I got here?" Jane walked over to Maura to let her know that she was there with her and calmly assessed the damage done to Maura's shoulder. "It's a good thing that Maura follows instructions well, like telling you who I am and my hits."

"You wanted her to tell me?" Vetrov was trying to piece together what Jane pulled on him.

"Of course. It makes sense, don't you think? I need a job done now. She tells you everything and I get a coward ass bitch rushing to get a job done before I do the job for him, because if I were to do it instead of you, there would be $4 million dollars gone along with your final chance to get in good with the mobs by becoming Boston's finest. Where does that leave us you might wonder?" Jane smiled. "It leaves me to finish you off and the job I came here to do in a timely manner."

"Kill her then, just let me live, please." Vetrov was begging like the coward Jane knew he was. She reached in his pockets to find the key for the handcuffs and un-cuffed Maura from the chair. Her pulse was weakening and Jane knew she had to finish quickly to get Maura help.

"Yeah, see about that, there is just one little problem. I love her and my confidential informant found the witness that escaped during the operation that got my brother and mother killed. Doyle didn't kill them, I've heard. You set Doyle up, and You were the one who blew a casket and killed them. Now I know the truth of why your ass isn't still in Russia. Your father knew they couldn't have someone like you ruining operations and risking the connections with other mobs. See my family. They run everything including your family, you piss my family off and you're a dead man. Now you've pissed me off and tried knocking a good man to my father's business. You're really good at setting people up, and you would have been in the clear with this if you just didn't fuck with me."

Jane grabbed Maura's cellphone and called Frost.

"Yeah, we have two people down. Doyle and Detective Vetrov. I'm taking Maura in and I'll call you where we are later." She didn't bother to let him respond and slipped the phone in her pocket.

"And now, some medical knowledge." She kicked Vetrov to where he laid face down on the ground and she put her foot on his back. If I shoot in the cervical area of your spine, you're quadriplegic if you even get the chance to see the light of day again." She lowered her gun to the middle part of his back. "Now if I shoot you here." She jabbed the gun into his back. "You either die a slow and painful death and if you live you're paraplegic. Now I don't want anyone feeling they need to help you because you can't move your arms, so right here is good." She pulled the trigger of the shot gun and watched as the bullet rip through his spine. "Now, don't ever lay a hand on Dr. Maura Isles. Don't you even come near her, because next time you won't get the chance to even be lucky enough to even touch her. I'll land a bullet right between your eyes."

She walked over to Maura and lifter her good arm around her shoulder. "Come on, Maura we gotta get you help. Stay with me, hun."

She was able to get Maura into her car. When the brunette got in she b-lined it to the hospital where she had the best connections. On the way Maura was falling in and out of consciousness.

"Jane, your seats." She was able to mutter out. She was worried that she was getting blood on the leather of Jane's fancy car. She knew that Jane had saved her and was thankful, but the thing she couldn't understand was why.

Jane heard the honey blonde's words and smiled. "I love you more then the seats in this car, Maura. Don't worry about it, just stay with me, stay awake."

A/N: Woo Hoo! I know :) lol Thank you so much for holding on. There is a few more chapters (Maybe 3 more) I hope you all enjoy. I love the reviews and support as always! and feel free to leave more ! You all are awesome.