Alternatives
Episode 2.9
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A/N: Reminder of the rules: The previous chapters did not happen, we're resetting to canon.
This is Episode 2.9. This chapter starts when Jane goes to Maura's house after finding out from Dr. Pike that Maura was unreachable.
Jane entered Maura's house gun raised.
"Jane!" Maura cried out.
"Where is he, where's Doyle?" Jane asked.
"Gone, fifteen minutes ago."
"Paddy was shot right?" Jane asked as she cut the bindings tying Maura and Tommy's hands behind their backs.
"A bullet fractured his clavicle. He lost a lot of blood but injuries weren't life threatening," Maura explained. "How'd you know?"
"I just came from a crime scene where his top lieutenant wasn't so lucky."
"Do you know what happened?" Maura asked.
"No, but for Paddy Doyle to take a bullet, somebody he trusted must have given him up. God, it's look like an ER in here."
"Maura had to fix him at gunpoint," Tommy said.
"He told me that the shooting was over business," Maura said to Jane.
Jane knelt at Maura's feet. "So what, so Melissa's shooting was under the category of pleasure?"
"No, he denied the killing. He said somebody was trying to frame him, that he doesn't kill women or children or innocents."
"Of course he told you that Maura. He's not going to confess to the one person in the world he gives a damn about."
"A mob boss like Paddy Doyle couldn't rule the streets this long just on fear," Tommy interjected. "He lives by a code, that's why he has respect."
Maura stood up and walked away. Jane shot Tommy a look, "You finished?"
"He has a heart, Jane," Tommy continued. "I'm serious. You didn't see the way he looked at her. He may be a bad guy but he loves his daughter."
Jane fought the urge to throttle Tommy and turned her attention back to Maura, rubbing circles on Maura's back. "Tommy, go to the guest house and make sure all the doors and windows are locked. If you see anyone or anything that looks suspicious call me immediately. Maura, go pack a bag with a few days worth of clothes?"
"Why?" Maura asked.
"You can't stay here," Jane patiently explained. "You're coming to stay with me. Go Tommy, now," Jane yelled, giving Tommy no room argue.
Maura watched Tommy leave and then said to Jane, "I can take care of myself."
"Maura, someone shot Patrick Doyle and then he came here and broke down your door. If whoever shot him turns up here, what are you going to do about it? We can go to my apartment or a hotel or anywhere else you choose, but we aren't staying here and I'm not letting you out of my sight."
"I don't like being treated like I'm helpless," Maura protested.
"No one is saying you are. But men with guns are looking for Patrick Doyle and if they think you are connected or if they think you are in the way, they will shoot you, no questions asked. I'm simply asking you to take rational precautions. Please go pack some clothes. I'll try to secure your front door as well as I can. Once we can get your door actually fixed, we can talk about coming back here, but tonight you're leaving."
The car ride to Jane's apartment was silent. Maura curled into a ball in the passenger seat and stared out the window during the fifteen minute drive. She hated that someone could show up and wreak such havoc on her life and she had no control over it. And she hated more that it was someone who could claim such an intimate connection to her and held some power over her because he held the one piece of information that Maura most desperately wanted. But she knew that Jane was right and that Jane had her best interests at heart.
Jane seemed willing to take Maura's silence in stride. When they arrived at Jane's apartment, Jane disappeared into her bedroom for a little while. Maura slumped onto the couch and continued to think about all that had happened that evening, everything Doyle had said and everything Jane and Tommy had said.
When Jane returned to the living room, having changed into shorts and a t-shirt, Maura said, "I'm sorry about earlier. Each time my...Patrick Doyle shows up, I feel like I don't have any control over my life anymore and I took my anger out on you."
Jane stood next to the couch. "You don't have to apologize for anything. But I don't care how angry it makes you, I'm going to do whatever I have to make sure you are safe."
"I know. And I appreciate it," Maura said sincerely.
"Okay, I'm beat. The bedroom is all set up for you. I can take the couch," Jane said.
"Don't be ridiculous. I'm not making you sleep out here. We can both sleep in your bed. We've done it before."
Jane shrugged, but allowed Maura to lead her back into the bedroom. By the time Maura had prepared for bed, Jane was fast asleep. Maura tossed and turned for awhile but eventually she too feel asleep.
Maura woke with a start. It was pitch black in the bedroom. Maura looked at the clock on the bedside table and saw that it was only 2am. They had only been asleep for a couple of hours. Maura listened for any noises that may have awoken her but heard nothing.
Maura gently pushed on Jane's shoulder and said, "Jane."
Jane was immediately alert and said, "Hey, are you okay?"
"I'm just having trouble sleeping. "My father is a monster," Maura said softly.
"He's not your father. He donated genetic material. His chosen path in life has no bearing on the person you are."
"So far, the two times he's decided to make his presence known to me, he's kidnapped me and threatened me at gunpoint. How can a person do that to someone they claim to love?"
"He lives in a world that has a totally different code of behavior than the rest of society. I believe he does love you and that's why he wanted to protect you from that world. But everything is he does is for self-preservation, especially now when for whatever reason his organization is in chaos. He not thinking about how actions are going to affect you."
Maura didn't respond and after a few moments of silence Jane said, "So, Tommy was at your house again tonight, huh?"
"We were playing chess, that's all. I'm not interested in him as anything other than a friend."
"You should make sure he knows that."
"You don't trust him?"
"No, I don't trust him. He's a fuck up. I know he's charming and he's smart and he seems harmless but he's not. I don't want to see you get hurt by him."
"I won't," Maura replied. Soon she heard Jane's breathing even out and knew Jane had fallen back asleep. Maura lay awake for some time before she too drifted back to sleep.
When Maura woke up next there was light filtering through the blinds in Jane's bedroom. But the first thing Maura noticed was the position she was in. Her head was resting on Jane's shoulder. She had slung a leg and an arm across Jane's body and the rest of her was pressed up against Jane's side. Maura knew she should probably move but the thing was, it felt nice. She realized that Jane's arm was actually wrapped around her back and Maura wondered exactly how they had ended up in this position while they were sleeping.
Jane started to stir. The arm around Maura flexed and then tightened her hold and her hand rubbed against Maura's back. Jane opened her eyes and her other hand rubbed up and down the arm Maura had across her chest. Jane looked down at Maura and blinked a few times as she fully woke up. "Hey, what's going on? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I just woke up again. It's only 5am."
Jane made no move to change the position they were in but said, "How did we end up like this?"
Maura shrugged slightly. "I woke up in this position. We must have moved in our sleep. I'm sorry, are you uncomfortable?" Maura asked but stayed put.
Jane reflexively tightened her hold on Maura and said, "No, I'm fine. I mean, I'm totally comfortable. I mean...whatever you want." Jane frowned and asked, "Did we have a conversation in the middle of the night?"
"Yes. Do you remember it?"
Jane rubbed her face with her free hand. "It's a little fuzzy."
"Are you awake now?"
"Yeah."
Maura moved, but instead of moving away, she moved fully on top of Jane, straddling one of Jane's legs. She propped herself on one elbow and raised her other hand to Jane's face, hesitating for a split second before brushing her fingers across Jane's cheek and then her lips.
"What are you doing?" Jane asked.
"What are we doing?" Maura responded.
"It's too early for riddles, Maur."
"I just...feel something." Maura leaned down and softly kissed Jane's lips. She pulled back slightly and said, "Do you feel something too?"
"Yes." Jane put her hand to Maura's face, brushing her thumb across Maura's cheek. She pulled Maura down for another kiss.
"I just feel so safe with you," Maura said.
"I'll always protect you."
"I don't mean physically safe. I mean emotionally safe."
"Well, I'll try to protect you that way too."
Maura shook her head, "You can't always protect me."
"Why not?"
"If you try to protect me by not telling me how you feel about me, in the long run that will hurt both of us. If we admit our feelings, there are no guarantees that things will work out forever and you can't protect me from that."
"You've really thought this through."
Maura smiled and said, "I've examined it from all angles. I don't think we should ignore our feelings anymore."
"Why now?" Jane asked.
"Does it matter?" Maura countered.
"I guess not."
Maura shifted slightly so she could press her thigh firmly against Jane's center. Jane closed her eyes and let out a soft moan at the contact. "Okay?" Maura asked.
"Yeah," Jane answered softly. She slipped a hand under the hem of Maura's shirt and gently rubbed the soft skin of Maura's back.
Maura leaned down for another kiss, this time swiping her tongue across Jane's lips until they parted allowing Maura entrance. Maura pressed her thigh harder against Jane until Jane arched her back and rolled her hips, seeking more contact.
Jane pressed her own leg up against Maura and moved her hand to Maura's ass, which was covered only by the thin fabric of Maura's underwear.
Maura closed her eyes and propped herself up with both hands to put herself into a better position to grind against Jane's leg, seeking the friction she desperately needed.
Jane continued to grind herself against Maura's thigh, one hand firmly gripping Maura's ass. She brushed her other hand against the exposed skin of Maura's neck and then over her still clothed breasts, before returning to Maura's cheek. "Maura," Jane said. "Look at me."
Maura opened her eyes and looked at Jane, finding Jane's face filled with the same amount of lust she was feeling herself. Jane traced her thumb over Maura's lips. Maura opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around Jane's thumb, sucking it into to mouth and sucking and lightly biting the thumb.
"Oh god," Jane moaned as she arched her back and her whole body shuddered. Moment later Maura came too with a series of short low moans.
Maura lay down on top of Jane, burying her face into Jane's neck, and Jane loosely wrapped her arms around Maura's back. They both drifted off to sleep again for a couple more hours.
