Chapter 8

Jane was out of the hospital. Her hands were still sore but they were gently wrapped and she would have to have them checked every day for the next week. She was happy to finally be able to go home and she was hoping finally she could fall asleep, if she was in her own bed.

She walked in to her apartment only to find her mom in there cooking.

"Ma? What are you doing here?"

"Jane, don't be rude. I came here to stay with you."

"Ma? Seriously? You've stayed with me every night at the hospital. I'm fine. You don't have to stay."

"Are you saying I'm not welcome?" Jane didn't answer. "Jane Clementine Rizzoli, are you saying that you don't welcome your own mother into your house?"

"Sure Ma. You're welcome to stay."

"Thank you." Angela continued cooking and Jane grabbed her keys, phone and badge. "Where are you going?"

"Someplace you are not." Jane said and closed the door to her apartment and walked outside.

She called a cab because she was not in the best state to drive yet and sat outside and waited. When the cab came she gave the driver the address and he drove off. She sat down and relaxed, closed her eyes for a minute but soon the cab stopped. She looked out the window and saw they were somewhere in the middle of nowhere.

"Excuse me? Why have we stopped? This is not the address I gave you."

"Hello Jane." The cab driver said and turned around, holding a scalpel.

Jane gasped opened her eyes only to realize that was yet another nightmare. That man would probably never disappear completely out of her head. Soon the cab stopped for real and Jane looked outside the window.

"Here we are." The cab driver was polite and looked nothing like Jane's attacker.

"Oh thank you." Jane stood up, paid him and got out.

She was in the suburbs. In front of one of the nicest house she'd ever seen in her life. She walked to it and knocked on the door. She waited a little while until she heard footsteps and the door was opened.

"Jane? What brings you here?"

"I'm sorry to just show up like that, I just I don't know. Wanted to see you."

"Well come on in." Maura said and led her into her house.

"This sure is a nice house Maura." Jane looked around until she saw a creepy looking thing moving on the floor. "Bah! What is that?"

"That's Bass. He is my pet tortoise."

"It's alive?"

"He loves strawberries." Maura said and fed him one. "Come on. I'll show you the guest room."

They walked into the guest room and Jane felt that just the guest room looked nicer than her apartment. She felt a bit bad but decided to talk about something.

"So how long can a person go without sleeping?"

"Hallucinations begin by day four, followed by slurred speech and death."

"You are better than Wikipedia."

"Wikipedia is frequently incorrect." Maura said and then the doorbell rang. "Somebody is just dropping something off."

Jane felt like Maura was hiding something as she walked out of the room, so Jane decided to take a look to see who it was. It was none other than agent Gabriel Dean. Was he everywhere? Was he stalking her? Seriously. What is wrong with that man? Jane felt frustrated and decided to lie on the bed until Maura would come back.

Jane closed her eyes and had just gotten comfy when Maura came back in, closed the door and lied down right next to Jane.

"Uuuh, are we having a sleepover or is this your way of telling me, you are attracted to me?" Jane asked with sarcasm and Maura giggled. "So you were expecting Dean?"

"He just wanted my opinion on another case."

"What case?"

"I can't say."

"Fine. Go sleep in your own room."

"Oh Jane."

"Did you ever like the same guy as your best friend?"

"No."

"Did you ever have a best friend?"

"No."

"You would tell me if you were a cyborg?"

"No I don't think I would." Maura said and they both laughed. "I'm not seeing him."

"Yet."

"No Jane, seriously. I just, I don't know, I'm having all these weird feelings all of a sudden. I haven't been with anyone for the last couple of years. I don't really have friends and then I meet you."

"So what are you saying?"

"I don't know. I've never felt this way before." Maura said and sat up. "I have no idea what's going on."

"Maura it's okay." Jane said and sat up as well. "It's okay to like Dean, you can have him. I'm serious."

"It's not HIM I want Jane." Maura said and looked straight into Jane's eyes. "It's you."