I'm just warning you, this chapter is really messy. My weekend was super busy and I didn't have time to clean it up. It's kind of all over the place.

I hope to come back and fix this chapter eventually, but we will see what happens! Thank you for reading! Enjoy!:)

"Excuse me?" Maura said coldly as the two doctors walked out of Jane's room.

"Huh..?" Dr Wyatt asked, a confused look crossing his features.

"'I always get tired after dealing with the crazies'. What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Maura was becoming impatient, and the doctors could tell.

"If you were not aware, your friend just suffered from a psychotic episode. Dealing with such-" Dr Wyatt began but Maura didn't let him finish. She was furious.

"Psychotic episode?! Are you kidding me?! Did you take into account what she has been through mentally and physically within the past 48 hours?! Not to mention what happened two weeks ago to her?! You're the one suffering from a psychotic break!"

The two doctors remained silent, and Maura decided that she needed to know what had happened in that session. She quickly snatched the notes that Dr Wyatt had written. She half expected him to fight back, but she also knew that he was informed of her status in the medical world. No one wanted to mess with Maura Isles, especially when they were wrong. She scanned through the notes briefly and decided that she wasn't done yelling just quite yet.

"Having her talk about not only the events with Hoyt, but the lucid dream as well in the same session, are you out of your mind! You're actually an idiot! Jane has obviously signs and symptoms of PTSD, and you're pushing her this hard!" Maura screamed out, hoping his supervisor would hear and reprimand him for his actions.

"She pushed herself...she wa-"

"NO. Do not make excuses Wyatt. You are the professional, and she will feed off of your expectations. I cannot believe you had her talking in such detail about these events. Your first session is about building rapport, NOT about emotionally scaring the patient!" Maura screamed.

"With all do respect Miss Isles, I felt like it was OK to talk about these things. The faster we talk the faster she gets over it."

"She will never get over it. She's been psychologically and physically harmed by Hoyt. The human brain can only handle so much trauma." Maura began to walk away with the notes in her hand, but she turned around.

"And that's Doctor Isles to you."

Dr. Wyatt and his partner stood silent as Maura walked off. They were both too shocked to move, and they were both too scared to say anything. Everyone in the medical field feared doctor Isles, and they were no exception.

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Jane woke up, once again, in the hospital. She felt groggy and drugged, but that was the least of her problems. She scanned the small white room that she was in and began to panic.

Where the hell am I?

Jane looked down to her wrists as she felt something tug on them. She was shocked to see the small white padded restraints holding them to the bed. She also noted that her hands were not covered in gauze anymore and gawked at the keloided scars on both of her palms.

Hoyt sure did fuck you up this time Rizzoli...

She continued to scan the empty room and decided that they had locked her up because she had gone insane from the lucid dream. She shouldn't have said anything to anyone. If she didn't she wouldn't be in this mess.

Jane was surprised at how calm she felt. She wasn't panicking, and looking at her hands did not bother her as much as she thought it would. She sighed and looked out the small window on the door to her room. She wished she could get out, and find Maura, but she guessed that she was safer here. If not from Hoyt, then from herself.

What the fuck did I do?

Jane rolled her head to the left and closed her eyes. Whatever she did, it could wait until the morning. Or whatever time she decided to wake up again. Maybe that's what the doctors wanted...for her to get some sleep. Maybe that's all she needed.

Soon Jane found herself slowly slipping into a blissful sleep, no worries in the world, just ignorance.

A false reality.

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It had been 4 days since Jane was admitted to psych, and today was the day she was being released. Maura smiled at the thought of it. Soon things would go back to normal...although Maura wasn't sure what normal was anymore.

She started to think about how it would be to have Jane living in her home with her as she brushed her teeth. They would make breakfast and relax on her couch, maybe watch some documentaries. Maura smiled at the thought. Jane would probably complain and ask to watch baseball, and Maura would argue, but switch the channel anyways because she secretly admired the way that Jane shot up off her couch yelling every few minutes.

Her thoughts were broken by the sound of her phone buzzing. Maura didn't want to answer it, she wanted to continue thinking about Jane and how happy they would be. Maybe...even together. Maura smiled and picked up her phone. It was probably the hospital telling her Jane was ready. She smiled even more at the thought.

"Isles." Maura singsonged.

"Dr. Isles, how are you? Long time no see! I'm hoping to change that soon though."

The hairs on the back of Maura neck stood up when she heard the familiar voice. Her heart ached for Jane...she had been through enough, she didn't need this.

"How the hell did you get my number?" Maura spat out.

"Oh sweetheart, woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning? Jane wasn't there to cuddle you back to sleep?"

"What the fuck do you want Hoyt."

His name left her mouth and left a burning pit in her stomach behind. She couldn't bare to think about Hoyt coming to her house. Not when Jane was there.

"Oh Maura," Hoyt laughed out, "I want you dead." He chuckled.

Maura would never forget that chuckle and how it sent shivers throughout her entire body. People talk about feeling an emotion all over their body all of the time, but until you experience it...you don't understand. Maura's hands, Maura's legs, Maura's feet...they were all terrified. Her fingers and toes turned into ice, and her stomach turned into a dark pit.

"But don't worry, I've already got it all planned. I'm leaving here in 4 days, so if you want to play my game, you have 4 days to make a move." Hoyt chuckled out.

"Oh one last thing...can you tell Jane to wash her hair with the lavender shampoo? It's always been my favourite. See you soon Maura."

And with that the call was done, and so was Maura Isles.

She felt sick, and she wanted to tell Jane. But she knew telling her would not help anything, it would wind Jane back in psych. Maura couldn't trigger the brunette, she couldn't put her through that. She'd have to find a different way to defend herself against Hoyt.

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"Jane, we have one dose of cipralex, one of lorazepam and one of zolaf. I'm going to prescribe that you take these medications daily. You may have some adverse side effects, but they will help with your symptoms."

"Ok. Thank you...like, a lot. I don't know if you realize it, but I feel happier. I'm not scared today." Jane proudly smiled.

If she were being honest with the doctor she felt like a 4 year old going home to mommy with the shitty picture she drew...but the doctor didn't need to know that. The doctor just needed to know that Jane was making progress.

"Jane im very happy to hear that. Are you excited to be going home?"

Jane thought about it. She was excited to go to Maura's home...but she was also anxious about leaving the safety of the hospital. She knew Hoyt was in jail...she knew her lucid dream was just a dream, because she was starting to forget pieces of it here and there. But she also knew that her condition was real...and that scared her.

"I..." Jane took a pause, "I'm scared to go home actually." Boom there it was. The truth.

"Whys that?"

"Well...what if I have another episode? What if there's another trigger somewhere at home and I see it or hear it and I go off? I don't want to hurt anyone."

"Jane, PTSD is not something you can control. You're going to have to learn how to manage it the best you can, and hiding out in the hospital is not going to do anything to help you."

The doctor smiled at Jane. It made the brunette feel...taller. Like she could do this.

"I can do this." Jane smiled.

Any moment now Maura Isles would be walking through the doors to pick her up. That's all she needed to look forward to; beautiful honey blonde hair and hazel eyes.

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