So yeah, some drama here for you all. I wanted to keep on writing but it's late already and I am so, so, tired. So I am sorry, I hope you all enjoy this and will love this as much as I loved writing it.
Well, not loved. But- enjoyed I guess.
So bad at this.
#AWKWARD
Pssssshttttt: I love all of you for reading my story and tagging along in the journey that these two girls will have together.
Chapter 010
''Get me a normal pair of jeans.'' Maura whined as soon as they entered the Beacon Hill home.
Jane walked in first with Maura behind her, closing the front door. The brunette raised her eyebrows and walked towards the living room. ''Hell no, Maura. Go for yourself, I am buying you a new pair of-'' the guard stopped dead in her tracks when she noticed the wracked living room, she instinctively pulled her gun from her holster and pointed it into the room, grabbing Maura and pushing her behind her.
When Maura looked into the living room she saw it too, everything was wrecked.
''So good to finally have you back, Janie. Doctor Isles.'' A gravely, hypocritical voice called from behind them.
Jane turned around but she was too late,
''Jane!'' she heard Maura scream, before it all went black.
''Wake up Janie.'' An amused voice whispered into her ear, ''I can't start this while you're still asleep.'' The sultry voice said, the warm breath rebounding against the soft skin under her ear- she could feel someone's fingers running over her neck, feeling that her attacker was behind her.
She slowly opened her eyes, her head pounding as she tilted her head- her eyes widening in shock at the sight in front of her. Maura sat on the couch in her underwear, her wrists and ankles were bound together and her eyes were filled with tears- her cheeks covered with mascara stains. The small frame was shaking violently from the sobs that the blonde let.
''Jane..'' She sobbed, her eyes pleading her guard to help her- even though she knew that Jane was just as trapped as she was.
''Maura.'' Jane whispered, her throat dry. The brunette looked as the attacked slowly made his way over to the blonde, she noticed the amused and happy smirk on his face. His eyes were ice blue, sparkling with pleasure- ''Janie and Doctor Isles.'' He whispered, now walking behind the couch and bending over to let his lips hover over Maura's neck before placing a soft kiss on it.
Jane could see Maura flinch away from his touch and something grew inside of her- anger. She shifted on the chair, ignoring the still unknown pains in her body. She whimpered when she saw the man kissing the blonde again. ''Don't..'' the Italian pleaded when she noticed how Maura started to sob again.
''Maybe I will listen to you for now, Detective.'' The man whispered, pulling his head away from Maura and straightening up. ''I am going to go now, but I will be back in two hours. Don't try to escape, that would be ruining our game.'' The man smiled before leaving for the stairs and walking up.
Detective. He called her detective. She isn't a detective anymore. How could he knew she even was a detective before? Who was this man?
Both woman sat in dead silent until they heard a door slam close and a car pull away just a few seconds later.
''Oh my God. Maura, did he hurt you while I was out of here?'' Jane asked worried, trying to wriggle from her chair, she winced at the movements but ignored it once again- her eyes darting around to find something that could help her.
''No.'' Maura hiccupped, ''He just- he undressed me. I- Look at your leg, Jane.'' She choked out. ''A- and your side, you should stop moving.'' She blonde hiccupped, seeing how the bloodstains came through the tailored suit of her friend.
Jane stopped wriggling and looked down, now seeing the cuts in her jeans and jacket- that was where the pain was coming from. ''Cuts are cuts, Maur.'' Jane chuckled nervously, on the edge of tears because of the vulnerable state she was in. ''I can't stop moving, we need to get out of here. Now.'' She growled, now hopping with her chair -with lots and lots of difficulties and pain- towards the dresser. She looked at the nail sticking out of the wood and tried to cut the rope loose that was around her wrists.
''Jane, what if he comes back earlier?'' Maura choked out, watching as the brunette was worrying with the rope around her wrists. She could see how much pain the Italian was biting away.
''Then we have the chance to fight.'' Jane mumbled, grunting as she tried to pull the rope over the nail once again- now finally cutting the rope. ''Yes.'' She hissed, now pulling open the dressers. There was her badge and phone, but no gun or Taser. Where the fuck did he put my gun and Taser? Jane hissed to herself as she grabbed the phone, now seeing all the missed calls from and texts from Frost.
''Charles Hoyt.'' She whispered as she quickly typed in her mother's number.
Maura glanced up at hearing the name, she recognized that name, although she didn't recognized the man that had brought them into this situation.
''Ma!'' Jane yelped, ''Ma- No, stop. Listen.'' The brunette cried, ''Maura and I, some guy kidnapped us. His name is Charles Hoyt. I need you to run to Korsak, now and let him track my GPS. I will leave it on for him.'' She could hear her mother gasp on the other side, next thing she heard was her brother.
''Hello?'' Frankie said now.
Jane sighed, her eyes frantically searching the room and making sure Charles wouldn't be coming back sooner than he said he would be. She saw Maura on the couch, watching her hopefully.
''Frankie! Maura and I have been taken, we are in some sort of basement. Go to Korsak, now. Let him track my GPS. We need your help, please.'' the Italian begged. ''His name is Charles Hoyt. Charles. Hoyt.'' She repeated, now hearing her brother running in the staircases and yell for Korsak, the elderly man replying in the background.
''Call Barry Frost of secret services for more information, I need to go before he comes back Frankie, be quick. Please.'' Jane pleaded before hanging up and putting the phone on silent, shoving it back into the drawer. She pulled open the next one to look for her gun but gasped.
It was a drawer full of medical supplied, but she recognized one certain thing. It was a black roll, closed with Velcro.
''Maura, he has scalpels here..'' Jane mumbled scared, now looking up at her friend who nodded silently- the hazel eyes filled with the same amount of fear.
''Th- that is what he cut you with when you were unconscious. I don't know how you can still function and move with these cuts, Jane. They are deep. It amazes me that you didn't scared awake from them.''
''It's the adrenaline.'' Jane lied, she exactly knew how much they hurt and how deep they were- but now wasn't the time to be a coward. Her brother was going to look for her and they would be out of here in no-time.
Suddenly the door of the basement flew open and Charles stormed downstairs, anger in his eyes as he downed the stairs. Once he hit the floor his eyes met the scared dark brown ones from Jane, the cold blue eyes now narrowing, his grimace turning into the shit-eating, sly, grin again.
''I see that you have found my toys, Janie.'' He whispered, crossing the basement in a few steps.
Jane straightened up as she saw the man approaching, she clenched her jaw and looked up at him angrily. ''Hell yes I did, you fucking sick bastard.'' She hissed, reaching out with her hands to him to pull him down onto her lap so she could try and maybe strangle him but he was too smart. He grabbed both her wrists in one single motion, the sly smile coming across his futures again.
''I assume I haven't hurt you enough yet. You can still talk to me like I am noting, Janie.'' He hissed, now grabbing a hand full of dark brown locks and pulling Jane down sideways so she was on her side- feet still tied to the chair who now clattered to the ground. Jane whimpered at the violent action but didn't gave in as she smacked against the wooden floor.
She saw the man pulling a scalpel from his pocket, he loosened her feet from the chair and rolled her onto her back -not without any struggling- and straddled her. Jane was squirming under his grip as she noticed him taking her right wrists and pinning it against the floor, she was trying to hit him with her left hand or to pull her right hand away from him but it wouldn't work. She could hear Maura crying from the couch,
''Don't hurt her, please.'' The blonde hiccupped as she watched how Charles took the scalpel and lustfully eyed the bodyguard.
The room was filled with an ear-piercing scream coming from Jane as the cold, steel, blade from the scalpel punctured her hands and dug themselves into the wooden floor. Blood started to flow from her palms and quickly a pool was formed around her hand.
''No!'' Maura cried out as she wriggled on the couch, watching how the man now took a second scalpel and grabbed Jane's left wrist- pinning that hand to the ground before plunging the second scalpel into the palm of the brunette's left hand. Another piercing sound was heard, Jane's body twitching from the pain underneath Charles.
Hoyt was having the biggest grin on his face as she leaned in and trailed a path of kisses down Jane's neck.
Jane was too blinded by the pain to be able to move or say something in general, Maura again screaming, ''Jane!''
Charles smiled wickedly as his hands traveled down Jane's body before pulling the roll of scalpels from the drawer behind him. He rolled it open like he had practiced this many- many times before and took one of the scalpels out, now cutting open Jane's button up. He pushed the fabric away from the toned and cut stomach. His smiled grew wider when he noticed the half cut white bandage around the brunette, he cut it open and saw the scar tissue on the Italian's abdomen.
''Look at this,'' he whispered, now taking the scalpel and letting the cool tip rest on the still fresh scar, it wasn't even a scar yet. ''I bet that hurt.'' He whispered, now pressing the blade against the wound.
Jane's abdominal muscles twitched under the touch but she was still in shock from the pain, not able to make a single sound.
She screamed again in pain when she felt the man dragging the blade through her wound, laughing and smiling at his own -horrible- deeds.
Charles now carefully stood up, admiring his work as blood pooled from the still -involuntarily- twitching body of the brunette.
Jane had her eyes closed, trying to forget the pain when she heard Maura yelped, the blonde being pulled from the couch and being thrown towards Jane.
Jane's eyes flew open when she heard her friend, immediately looking if the girl was still alright. ''No!'' she managed to yell out as she saw Charles mimicking the action he performed on her.
''Don't you dare tou-''
The door of the basement flew open, ''BOSTON POLICE!'' Korsak yelled, then two gunshots were fired, Charles body dropping to the ground.
Korsak ran in towards them, gasping when he saw Jane. He yelled for the EMT's who came running in immediately and kneeled down next to the brunette, Korsak moving on the cover up the Doctor with his jacket.
This would be a great media topic.
'SECRET DAUGHTER OF PRESIDENT AND BODYGUARD JANE RIZZOLI KIDNAPPED BY CRAZY MANIAC CHARLES HOYT.'
Maura was being untied and helped up, getting offered some clothes as Jane was yelling at the EMT's.
''Don't touch them!'' she begged, tears stinging in her eyes by the EMT that had to tried to remove the scalpels.
Charles was being dragged out of the basement and probably off towards the hospital.
Maura was still in shock but managed to tug herself loose from Korsak's grip, she made her way towards the brunette.
Jane was still pinned to the ground, choking back her tears as three EMT's held down her twitching body. She grunted when another EMT pulled the scalpels loose from the ground but not out of her hands yet. They were saving that for the hospital.
Maura, now dressed in white scrubs, stared weakly at Jane who got carefully helped out of the basement. She just watched them leave before Korsak escorted her outside.
Both woman were pushed into a separate ambulance, from there, everything went black again.