Maura opened the cupboard and sighed, it was as she feared; nothing to make margaritas with…she paused and sucked her bottom lip in between her teeth. It would not do, she had told Jane that they were going to have them, she needed to go shopping. As she grabbed her purse a shrill noise filled the air and her heart leapt into her throat. It was just the telephone, she blushed as the realisation sank in, why was she so jumpy? She knew the answer to the question but was too afraid to think it, she jutted out her chin and lifted her head with a deep breath, whoever it was could wait, she had made a promise. Even as she tried to convince herself of that she felt the tell-tale guilt eating away at her. Be a good wife Maura, do not disrespect him, do as you are told. All the practiced lines her mother had gone through with her a million times. Maura didn't have friends, Charles didn't like it much and even when she tried to become close to someone either her social ineptness or her husband got in the way. This time however, she felt strongly that she would not let that happen again. "this is my time." She said with a grim smile and less than firm nod. As she picked up her keys a voice rang out.

"Maura? Maura…? Maura…I know you're there…"

The voice had a dangerous edge laced with something cold running through it. The hairs on the back of her neck immediately stood on end and she felt herself blush. The voice from the answering machine was enough to reinforce her feelings of guilt and she felt her spirits sinking.

"Answer the phone."

The words were slow and deliberate, if she didn't follow the instruction she would be in an unenviable position when he or her parents returned home. She picked up the phone with a shaking hand and frowned at it, she could never put her finger on what it was, he had never laid a finger on her…he didn't have to she was already scared of him…something about him was simply, unnerving and it got worse the more time went on. She wasn't a fool, she had heard rumours about what he was mixed up in and of course she was there when the police were involved but he was very clever at hiding things from her, and though she hated herself for being cowardly she knew that it was best for her not to know. "Hello?"

"And what have you been up to?"

The accusation stung like a slap across the face and she felt her cheeks burning, she opened her mouth to lie and immediately felt the hives tingle across her chest and she stammered. As she did so there was some commotion in the background of the call and she could swear she heard crying. "Where are you?" as soon as the words left her mouth she regretted them; it was not the first time she had questioned him but she didn't want a repeat experience. "I mean, when will I see you?" she quickly tried to recover but the steely silence was enough to confirm she had angered him.

"Tonight."

The word made her gasp but luckily it got caught in her throat. Tonight? He wasn't supposed to be back for some time…her thoughts immediately switched to Jane, Oh no, she had no way of contacting her, if she arrived and Charles was home early, he would not be impressed….

"L'Espalier. 8 o'clock. Wear something…nice."

The lingering hiss on the word made her feel queasy, she liked dressing up, wearing nice clothes and she knew she could make the most of her figure but when his tone dipped icy cold like that she knew it wasn't going to be a pleasant experience. The click however gave her no options. She put down her purse and keys and her mind began to race, what would happen at the restaurant, had he invited anyone else again? If he stayed overnight and then tomorrow day time how would he react to Jane? How could she warn Jane not to come?

"We're losing her."

"She's hyperventilating."

"We need to get her out stat."

Jane felt her eyes flutter and become heavy as she saw the upside down faces get closer, she fought against the darkness but she was no match and it slowly gathered her up and took her as its own.

"Take the shot Rizzoli."

"Janie? Time for school sweetie."

"Mmm, you smell like lavender."

"Jane."

Jane tried to force her eyes open but when she did all she saw were streams of light flashing, blinking and racing past her so fast she had to squeeze her eyes shut again save her becoming dizzy. Squeezing her eyes shut trigged a pain above her left eye like someone had sliced into her forehead with a scalpel.

Scalpel.

"Hello Janie."

"Janie?"

"Jane Clementine Rizzoli!"

"Agent Rizzoli, we got you."

Korsak smiled sadly at her and she tried to reach out to him but he kept getting further away. She tried to call out but there was a snake in her throat trying to crawl down to her belly. It was him, Hoyt he was trying to get inside her, to become part of her. She began to struggle trying to tear him out of her only to find she couldn't lift her arms. Sheer blind panic washed over her and her eyes flew open, the flashing lights and confusing blurry faces didn't matter anymore, she had to get free.

"She's trying to get out of the restraints."

"Nurse! We need more sedation here!"

As the words sank in Jane tried to shake her head violently to let these strangers know but hands clamped down on the sides of her head and she felt that recognisable prick of the skin and the smooth needle going in. her eyes fluttered against her will and in the darkness his smile crept toward her.

"Hello Janie."

short, not the best, struggling. sorry guys. always appreciate the feedback be it good or bad but don't forget if its a prompt and an AU one at that they're not going to be 100% strong etc as you know and love them, it takes time, i'll get them there, trust me, have a little faith, they will get there...we all will.