It took her a few seconds to awake from her sleep. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and got up; a shiver ran through her body. The shirt and the coat she was wearing didn't keep her restless body warm enough. She looked around and saw their tired-out faces; the fear flashing in their eyes.

She felt her own heart pounding against her chest as her tired eyes tried to read the doctor's countenance. It didn't help her at all, he was all-business; keeping a neutral expression on his face to keep everyone from being worried when it wasn't necessary.

She remembered that from her own time in the ER; don't let anyone see your own emotions. Keep them out everything you're dealing with. He was still dressed in scrubs; something told her it isn't over yet.

She stepped closer so she wouldn't miss a single word he was saying.

Surgery is not over. Complications. Internal Bleedings. Few more hours to go.

Maura didn't every single word that he said, but the information she got were enough. She silently sat down on the chair behind her, her secret hopes shattered to pieces. She, after all, should've known it. Expecting everything to be fine at that point was far too much to ask for.

Personal involvement misguides your judgment. How many times did she hear that already? How many times had she said that to someone else?

She laid her face in her hands and took a deep breath. The lack of sleep caused a bad headache, she was freezing and every part of her body hurt. Every cell of her body was yearning for some sleep, but there was no way she could rest; not without knowing if Jane made it through surgery or not.

Would she ever have a peaceful night again if Jane doesn't make it?

She shook her head, disgusted by her thoughts. She hated sitting around with nothing to do. The pressure on her chest still made it hard to breathe and all she wanted to do is cry and forget about everything. A part of her was so furious about the whole situation. It just wasn't fair; this couldn't be happening. She wanted to yell at someone; wanted to smash something, but all her strength was gone from her body and all she could do was sit there silently and wait.

The fluorescent light hurt her eyes so she kept them down. She couldn't think about it any longer; she had no strength left to do so. After a while, her mind started to occupy itself with different things. Things that may seem irrelevant but it suddenly appeared very important to her.

Did she make sure who'll take care of any incoming bodies while she was gone? Did she call anyone? She couldn't remember though it was only a couple of hours ago.

Did she lock her front door when she left the house? Maybe I should go and check. She thought of all sorts of things that might need her immediate attention but no matter how hard she tried, her body refused to move and leave the hospital.

When the darkness gave away to daylight, Maura silently watched the change of daytime; standing by the window. She had no idea how she managed to pass the last hours. Few cops where left now and word would be passed on to everyone who couldn't be here. They all waited and no one dared to speak.

Maura turned around and once again spotted the doctor walking toward them. The same doctor who told them that things weren't as well as they thought only a few hours ago. She didn't move and tried to listen; again, she tried to read the expression on his face.

She listened to his words and froze in place; his words seemed to be so far away and the next thing she remembered is how she walked into the empty staircase, attempting to climb up the stairs without a clue where it would take her.

She was alone; her hand reached for the banister to support her when she slowly sat down on the stairs. There wasn't a single sound so early in the morning; she leaned her forehead on her hands and the tears started to run down her cheeks.

She bit her lip, trying to calm down but failed. Every part of her body shivered and the staircase was filled with the heart-breaking sound of her own sobs. The hot tears kept streaming down her face and she wasn't sure if she'd ever be able to stop it.

She was exhausted and tired, knowing she wouldn't be able to keep going much longer.

Maura didn't look up when she heard someone entering the staircase; maybe whoever it is will just walk by and ignore her.

In fact it was Angela who looked at her; Maura met her eyes, and she knew Angela had been crying, and waited for her to say something.

'Thought I'd find you here,' she said quietly and Maura used the back of her hands to wipe away her tears.

'It's over,' Angela said and held out her hand; Maura took it and got up.

'Yeah,' she said and she suddenly felt strong enough and gladly accepted the hug that she offered her.

'It's over,' Angela said again and Maura smiled through her tears for the first time in days; she would always remember the last words the doctor said to them.

'She will be alright. It won't be easy, but she'll be alright.'