A/N - Thank you for all the reviews, favourites and follows everyone. Okay this chapter is a little short, sorry. I've read and re-read this chapter and to be honest I kinda like where I finished it. Also I am going to apologise in advance but i won't be updating this story for a while. Life is catching up on me and I will also be away on holiday soon :D. I know this story is progressing painfully slow and that's kinda the point. But if you hang in there we will soon witness a reunion between Jane and Maura.
~50'sPUGirl
CHAPTER NINE
Maura's eyes darted towards Jane's cruiser as it pulled up in their drive. She thrashed her body about as she tried to loosen the restraints that kept her in place, it was no use. She slumped momentarily against the backseat of the sedan. She looked to Jane who was slowly walking up the drive. A muffled scream for help filled the car as she again started to thrash her body against the restraints. She glanced at the man in the front seat. He placed his index finger to his lips and let out a low "shhhh". His eyes were directed to the tall brunette as she reached the front door.
Maura's eyes darted back to Jane as she entered the house. She tried to struggle free again but her shackled hands didn't allow much give.. She lowered her head slightly in defeat but lifted quickly when she heard the man pushing the buttons of his mobile.
"Police, yes I need to report someone in distress, an owner of a property. I have heard shouting, furniture smashing…1078 Pinckney Street…please hurry.."
He hung up the phone and looked to Maura "It's your wife's time to shine.."
He fumbled with the phone and pulled the back cover off. Pulling out the battery and sim card. He placed the items in his top pocket of his jacket and looked to Maura who was studying the man's actions.
Tears formed and rolled down Maura's cheeks simultaneously as she looked back at the house. She had a feeling that this would be the last time she saw Jane.
She stood in the centre of the room; her stare burrowing through the hardwood floorboards. He circled her like a shark, watching as her body trembled with fear. He stopped mid step behind her, licked his lips and ran his fingers through her honey blonde hair. Maura didn't flinch. The bruises that formed over her arms were the reminder of what would happen if she flinched.
"Cover those bruises, we're going out and no funny business" he said as he walked out the room.
Maura lifted her head, her eyes following him as he ascended the stairs and out of sight.
The car pulled up to the curb. He glanced at Maura who was aimlessly staring out the passenger side window.
"I mean it Maura, if you repeat your actions of five years ago…you will never see the light of day...ever." he said as he wrung his strong fingers around the steering wheel.
Maura closed her eyes as the memory of last time evaded her thoughts.
Her eyes narrowed as she watched him open the restroom door. He glanced momentarily over his shoulder at her. She lowered her stare and looked away. He smirked to himself as the door closed behind him. Two minutes, that's how long he'd be gone for and that's how long she needed. To escape. As she glanced around the restaurant she calculated that there were thirty-five steps to the exit. It would take her ten seconds to reach. Ten seconds, a lot can happen in that time. Pushing up from the chair, it glided over the carpeted floor. Snatching her jacket from the back of the chair, she walked. Her steps became hurried; she almost floated over the carpeted floor. Weaving through the sea of tables she finally reached her goal. Pushing open the door, the cold Chicago air stunned her into submission. She gasped loudly as the air filled her lungs. Wrapping the cardigan around her body, her fingers clawed at the material as she ran. Destination unknown. She just ran.
Reaching the end of the block, she frantically glanced around and then suddenly she was wrenched backwards. Her hands immediately covering the crown of her head as a strong arm pulled her by hair into the darkness of the side alley. Her body slammed against the brick wall as five strong fingers immediately wrapped around her throat. Her eyes shot open as the pressure of the fingers squeezed tighter. His looming figure hovering over her, his breath stank of stale cigarettes and whiskey. She would never forget that smell. It seemed to linger with her day and night.
"Clever Maura...but not clever enough. That was a test and my dear you failed. You think I didn't know you'd try and pull a stunt like that. Somewhat predictable I'd say, you'll have to do better than that…"
Next thing she remembered was standing in the middle of the room looking at her reflection in the mirror.
Dried blood from a cut lip, two black eyes and a broken nose.
She pinched her nose and corrected the hairline fracture. Squinting to herself at the pain, a lone tear rolled down her cheek and dropped to the floor. She rolled up one of her sleeves and looked at the fresh purple bruise covering the length of her left arm.
"Defensive in nature" she said to herself.
She fought back. Her biggest mistake yet.
His hand squeezed tighter around hers as they entered the restaurant. His wandering eyes finding their intended targets. A broad smile washed over his face. He glanced to Maura who trailed one step behind him. He lowered his head to her ear "smile and remember you've been living and working away for the last three years."
Her eyes met with his as she gave him a curt nod. She glanced over at the table as her eyes focused on the one person that only really mattered now. A genuine smile twitched out the corner of her mouth as her hazel eyes bore witness to the only good thing that she'd achieved in the last seven years.
She took her seat beside him, the smile still plastered over her face as he looked up at her. Their eyes met and the connection was re-established. His smile was warm, loving, needed.
"mumma" he's voice squeaked.
"my darling.." Maura's voice almost trembled with joy.
