N: This one is rough, i'm on all sorts of allergy meds and whatnot. Making me very out of my mind. But hopefully the emotion and what I'm trying to do comes out. I think this might be a longer story of rizzles...but we will see! Read on and enjoy!

I had them angle your bed towards the window. The sunlight will give you more vitamin D. Vitamin D in conjunction with the iron supplements they've been giving you, will help you heal. Plus, sunshine in general is very healing. It'll chase away the pale grey tone of your skin, Jane.

Barry is becoming a master of making ballistic gel. He's quite proud of his newest recipe. We have a torso shaped form curing back in my labs. Frost and Korsak have a new case and hope the tests I run on the torso will give them a better idea of how the murder happened.

Jane, I miss you.

Jane, I want to hear you scream as my blade slips through your skin.

Jane, I want you to die.

I gasped as my eyes flickered open. Hoyt's voice ringing in my ears as I gasped for air, my body shaking with fear. The room was dark, cold. I swallowed, faintly noticing there wasn't anything jammed down my throat. I lifted my arm, wincing at how stiff and dead it felt. I rolled my head, groaning at the feeling of wires and things wrapped around me. I spotted a small cup of juice and my thirst hit strong. I went to scoot over to grab it.

"Janie?" Ma's scratchy voice sounded foreign, as if I had heard it in years. "Janie, wait, I'll get it for you."

I fell back onto the bed, breathing heavily as if I'd just run a marathon of chasing perps. I opened my mouth to tell ma thank you, but a rush of raspy air came out. No sound.

A light next to the bed turned on as ma moved closer, hitting a button close to my head. The bed I was in started to move forward and that's when it sunk in. I was in the hospital. I closed my eyes, trying to remember why I was here. How I got here, but my brain felt like it was covered in felt.

I opened my eyes as ma's warm hand fell to the side of my neck. "Here, drink some of this water."

I took a slow sip, the cold water woke me up a little more. I looked at my mother. She smiled painfully and looked me over. "The doctor said you'd wake up today. I'm glad he was right, it's been a minute since I saw those brown eyes of my baby girl."

I swallowed hard and tried to speak. "How long?" The sound came out rough, but louder than the first time I tired.

Ma tipped her head down as she held my hand. "Six weeks." She ran her thumb over the knuckles of my right hand. "But you're here. You're awake." She looked up with a smile and tears in her eyes.

"Why?" I squeezed her hand, noticing I had little strength in my hand. I glanced at my right hand fully wrapped in gauze. "How?" I coughed a little as my throat wasn't prepared for me to speak.

Ma shook her head. "Later." She gave me a tight smile. "We'll talk later." She glanced at the clock. "It's a little after one in the morning. I'm going to go see if the nurse can get the doctor." She stood and leaned over the bed, kissing my forehead. "I love you, Janie."

I closed my eyes as the emotion smothered me. Deep down I knew I'd screwed up big time and done something really stupid. But as my ma left the room, I couldn't get my brain to cooperate and put the pieces together. Let alone why a woman's voice was in my dreams before Hoyt took over. I turned back to the cup of water, getting my eyes focused on that to gauge the distance it would take for my droopy hand to get it.

I groaned as my fingers spun off the edge. I was so close but so far away.

"You're awake?" A soft voice hit my back. A soft voice that sent shivers across my skin. I went to roll over to face my newest visitor when they came to my side. "Oh, Jane. You're awake!"

Maura's face hit the soft light and I had to gasp at how beautiful she looked. "Maur?" I was confused as to how she was here in this hospital room. She was in New York. We had a date this weekend.

She smiled as tears rolled down her cheek. "Hi." She sat on the edge of my bed, picking up the cup of water and dropping a straw into it. "I'm so happy to see you." She had a hint of sadness in her tone.

I lifted my hand, laying it clumsily on her wrist. "Hi."

She grinned. "I have so much to tell you." She met my eyes, she was tired but her eyes were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen in this moment and I felt a wave of calm sink into my bones. Chasing away the last little remnants of the nightmare I woke up from.

Just as I was to open my mouth, ma came back into the room. "The doctor will be here in ten minutes. He told me to try and keep you awake until he gets here." She stopped in her steps when she saw Maura sitting on my bed. "Oh, hello? I didn't know there was a new nurse on the rotation."

Maura moved away from me as if I was fire burning her. She stood up, smoothing out the dark blue dress she wore. "No, no. I'm not a nurse, just a friend of Jane's." Her cheeks flushed pink. "Excuse me. I didn't know Jane had a visitor."

She went to move out of the room when ma grabbed her elbow gently. "I know what you've been doing." She glanced at me before turning back to Maura. "May I talk to you outside?"

Maura let out a slow breath, nodding. "Of course."

Ma left the room. Maura took a deep breath and looked back at me. A small smile forming on her lips. "I'll be right back, Jane."

I watched her walk out. I was confused about what just happened in front of me and everything surrounding how I came to be in this hospital room, but the only thing that felt solid was the way my heart skipped a thousand beats the second Maura was near.

XXX Maura

"Mrs. Rizzoli, I apologize if I've overstepped. I sometimes stop by at night to check on her." I stood outside Jane's room, my nerves frayed as I faced Angela. She'd become a friend over the last few weeks as I ran into her at the café. I just never told her the level of my relationship with Jane. I snuck in at night and escaped before she came in to visit her daughter in the morning. I never spoke about Jane unless it was with Barry in my office. I'd done my best to remain in the shadows, hiding my love for Jane.

Angela held up her hand. "I had a suspicion it was you, Maura. The private room, the specialists coming in and out to give Jane the best care. Then I saw how tired and run down you seemed in the morning, always asking if I was going to see Jane that day. I came in tonight to see if I could catch you and say thank you. Thank you for taking care of my daughter." She smiled and scooped me into a massive hug. "Thank you."

I gently patted her shoulder, very unaccustomed to such displays of affection. "No need to thank me."

Angela leaned out of my arms. "Hush." She sighed, looking over into the doorway where Jane laid. "She's awake."

I nodded, trying to fight the urge to push out of Angela's grip and run to Jane before she fell back asleep. I was bubbling with all the things I wanted to tell her. I didn't want to waste another minute.

"You love her."

I spun my head around, staring right into Angela's blue eyes. "Excuse me?" I stumbled over my own words, caught off guard by the gentle statement.

Angela chuckled, squeezing my arms. "I knew it. You love my Jane. I see it in the way you look at her, they way you ask about her after ordering an egg white omelet. And I don't know anyone who wouldn't go the lengths you have, without love being the motivation. You're in love with her, aren't you?"

I hesitated until I glanced at Jane once more. "Yes." The word came out in a soft whisper but felt like I was releasing a thousand weighted balloons.

Angela nodded. "Good. Because I think my daughter loves you just as much. She'd been hiding whatever was making her glow and smile after her trip to New York. The girl never tells her secrets, but I had an inkling she'd fallen in love. I understand why she glows, I would too if anyone liked at me like you look at her." She motioned to the room with her head. "Go. Sit with her. I can come back."

I shook my head. "No, no, you go. You're her mother. You should have this chance."

"Naw. She's gonna get irritated with my smothering ways and fake falling asleep just to get me to go away." Angela gave me another hug. "You can take the edge off her crankiness when I come back later." She stepped away, thanking me one more time before leaving me.

I took a deep breath. Mildly overwhelmed by what just transpired. I smoothed out my dress and walked back into the room. Jane immediately looked at me, a small smile forming. I sat down in the chair next to her bed.

"Ma?" She rasped the word out, her eyes filled with worry.

I laughed, laying my hand on her forearm. Her skin wasn't as cold anymore, a good sign life was coming back to the woman I loved. "She's fine. She figured out my secret night visits and wanted to thank me for taking care of you." I looked up. Jane was staring at me, confused. I shook my head. "It's a long story."

Jane shrugged. "I have time."

I laughed, leaning forward to kiss her forehead. "Of course you do." I sighed looking her over. Jane was tired, frail and yet her big brown eyes echoed so much life. "I have no idea where to start." I frowned, trying to think of a place to start that wouldn't overwhelm Jane with information. "First off, I moved to Boston a few weeks ago. I started a new job, one I think you'll approve of." I glanced at Jane and found her to be dead asleep, her hand covering mine. I smiled, kissing her cheek before sitting back to watch her sleep like I had done every night for the last month and a half.

XXXX Jane

"The fuzziness you feel will dissipate in time as we wean you off the medications. All of your injuries have healed well, and we can look at getting you up and out of the bed in the next day or two."

I stared blankly at the doctor. This was at least the five hundredth time I was receiving these instructions. But this time I tried a little harder to listen. This trip to the hospital was far worse than my first encounter with Hoyt.

Hoyt.

Hoyt was dead. Frost had told me that much when he came by last night. I forced him to tell me everything that happened as my memory was slipping back. It was a nasty fight, but I won. I killed the mother fucker and he was gone. I saw the pictures, the autopsy report and Frost assured me he watched them bury the maniac in the ground. But Hoyt was till trapped in my dreams, my nightmares. Every night he came. Whispering in my ear, chasing me through tunnels of darkness. His voice was always mixed with Maura's. Both fighting for control over my subconscious. Making it almost painful to wake up and see Maura sleeping peacefully next to me in a hard plastic chair.

"Do you have any questions, Jane?"

I snapped back into reality, staring at the doctor. "When can I leave the hospital?"

He grinned. "If you can show me you can walk out the door, I'll release you. But I do recommend you have someone stay with you until we get you fully mobile. The long sleep wiped out your resources and it's going to take time to get back to full health."

I frowned, leaning back into the pillows. "Please don't mention that to my ma. She'll be on my doorstep with her bags and pillows. I'd rather stay here than have her smother me."

The doctor patted my leg. "I won't. But please look into it. I believe Dr. Isles can provide you with some good recommendations for visiting nurses."

I smiled as he signed off on my chart and left the room. I sat up in the bed, picking at the bandage wrapped around my right hand. I caught an edge and unwrapped it, turning my palm over to look at the angry red mark sitting right above the white scar. I was told the surgeons had done their best to fix the damage, but I had so much scar tissue it was hard to make it perfect. I would forever have a reminder of Hoyt and my inability to let go of an obsession once he started to bait me.

I stared at the red mark, my hand shaking as his voice filled my mind.

Mine. You're always going to be mine.

"Jane, I brought you some clothes. A pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. Angela dropped them off at my office and asked me to bring them." Maura bustled into the room carrying two paper bags. "I also brought lunch now you've been cleared to eat non hospital food."

I quickly wrapped my hand back up before hiding it under a blanket. "Please tell me it's a cheeseburger, or a pizza."

Maura grinned, bending over to kiss me on the top of my head. Over the last few days as I came out of the edge of my coma, I desperately wanted to kiss Maura. Or at least have her kiss me since it was one of the last things I remembered before the darkness sunk in. But things were tense around us, strange and I wanted to ask if she'd straight up quit her job at NYPD. She'd been in every day to see me and I hated knowing I was the reason she abandoned her job. All because I made piss poor choices when my obsessions took hold. "It's a turkey club with a side of sweet potato fries. All organic, all free range and the least greasiest thing I could find."

I frowned, but my stomach growling in excitement betrayed my pout. Maura laughed again, removing the food and setting it on my tray table. I stared at her for a moment, soaking in her beauty. She wore a black fitted dress with a burgundy jacket over it. Her hair and makeup were perfect and flawless. She looked like a goddess who just walked the runway.

She caught me staring and blushed. "Eat. You can stare later." She laid out a small salad and iced tea next to my sandwich. "If you don't mind, I'd like to join you for lunch. I have a meeting in an hour I need to attend."

I took a large bite of the sandwich, sighing in content at the taste. It was amazing compared to the bland mush and green, yellow, and red jello I'd been eating over the last week. Downside of having stomach tears from a scalpel being jabbed in my gut. "Is it a video conference?" The detective in me was sneaking out. I had to figure out why Maura was here, how she could afford to be here aside from her Harry Potter money.

She shook her head. "It's a physical meeting." She took a large bite of her salad as I squinted at her.

"Flying back to New York?" I squinted and caught the blush on her cheeks. She took another bite of her salad ignoring me. I reluctantly set the sandwich down. "Maura, I know I've only been awake for a week and a half. I know you all are trying to gently ease me back into reality. But you are hiding something, and you do it worse than ma. She can't hide secrets for shit. It's the Italian gossip in her." I reached across the table, laying my hand on hers. "You're here every day to see me. Morning, lunchtime, and I've woken up twice with you passed out on the edge of my bed. I'm really hoping you didn't get fired to take care of my stupid ass. I'm not worth it."

Maura closed her eyes. "You are worth it." She rasped the words out. She opened her eyes, now glassy with tears. "The day you were injured was also my first day at BPD." She leaned over and dug in her purse, pulling out a plastic ID badge. She set it next to my sandwich. "I'm the Chief Medical Examiner of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts. I was hired the day after you left New York and I knew I had to follow, take a chance and follow my heart." She met my eyes, hers pouring love. "You. I had to follow you."

I swallowed hard, my own heart tightening. "I really did fuck things up." I tipped my head down, pulling my hand free from hers when she caught it. She'd moved on and I felt so far behind, I wasn't sure if I could rekindle the feeling between us when I left New York. A heart filled with hope and love. I fucked up all because I couldn't stop chasing my demons until I burned him into dust.

"No, you didn't. I wanted to surprise you." She smiled, wiping tears from her cheeks. "You inspired me to make a change. I'm happy. I love my new job. I love working with my team and your partners, Korsak and Frost." She paused, worrying her bottom lip as if she was holding something back.

I fell silent, my brain working a little faster. "You read to me at night." I nodded as memories of her voice overlapping Hoyt's in my nightmares hit. "You're the only thing that chased him away."

"I did. It's medically proven that reading to comatose patients to aid in their healing. And after that first time you woke up, I was desperate for anything to help you." Maura suddenly released my hand as nurse came into to check my saline bag. She stepped away, folding her hands neatly together.

I stared at the woman as the nurse worked around me. Sifting through what she told me. She moved to Boston for me. She sat by my side, she was here for me.

Just as the nurse finished, Maura's cell phone rang. She rushed to her bag, answering the phone. "Dr. Isles." She glanced at me. "Of course, I can be there in ten minutes. Have the detectives stand by and keep the scene clean." She hung up and smiled. "Work calls."

I nodded. "I understand." I felt the tense awkwardness growing between us. "Um, if you come back tonight maybe you can help me. The doc won't release me until I can walk out on my own power, and I have to find a at home nurse or some sort of visiting care until I'm more mobile. I don't want to burden my ma with that. We'll only drive each other up the walls." I picked at the edge of the sandwich.

Maura collected her bag, giving me a small smile. "I think I have an idea or two." She paused, looking me over. "I'll see you tonight? If you'll have me?"

I grinned. "I will."

Maura tipped her head down, hiding her own grin. "Till then, Jane."

She left the room in a silent whoosh.

I let out a slow breath and went back to my sandwich. Using both hands this time even thought I couldn't stop staring at the angry red reminder of fucking things up between Maura and I.