Hello guys! Here comes the first recreated chapter. I hope the writing style isnt too much different from the previous chapters and that you will enjoy it:)

Disclaimer: See Prologue

Chapter 12

"W…what…what do I do, Maura? I don't know what to do!" Janes panicked whisper penetrated the darkness and also Maura's foggy mind.

The pain was a lot worse than the few times she had been pushed by other kids and skinned her knee and elbow. Never had she felt such a deep-reaching pain before and for a few moments Maura was sure she wouldn't survive it. The darkness grew almost overwhelmingly and the ringing in her ears started to finally quiet. A whisper of some sorts became louder though, pulling her from the comfortable oblivion.

"Maura! If you dare to die on me, I swear I will never ever talk to you again."

Maura wanted to tell Jane how ridiculous this demand was. If she died, Jane wouldn't be able to talk to her anyway, so why would she even…suddenly everything grinded into a violent halt in Maura's mind. Die? Oh, right. The pain. Maura could feel herself grimace when she tried to pry her eyes open, but managed only slits.

"Jane?"

"Oh thank god, Maura!" Jane gasped suppressing the urge to hug the other girl. "You are bleeding Maura. I need to stop it. What do I do?"

For a second she felt ridiculous for asking this much younger girl for what to do, but if Jane was known for something then it was to use all sources available. In this case, the only source was Maura.

"My shoulder…hurts." Maura informed Jane almost calmly, making the other girl panic even more.

"You've been shot, Maura. It's supposed to hurt. Are you awake?" While she was talking, Jane had noticed the blond girl's eyes closing again. "Maura!"

Sighing once again in relief when Maura's eyes cracked open again, Jane lowered herself even further, so that her face was only inches from Maura's.

"I need to bind this wound, right? Talk to me Maura."

While Jane was doing her best to get some kind of confirmation from Maura, the injured gir marvled at the warmth that was spreading through her rapidly cooling body. It was such a more pleasant feeling than simply her cozy blanket in her bed. I guess that's why people say that human warmth is more important than anything else. Maura wasn't even sure if she really ever had heard anyone saying something like this but somehow her brain thought so and Maura agreed.

"Maura? Are you listening to me?"

Maura wanted to be honest with her new friend and tell her that she hadn't heard a word the girl had said, but she found her mouth to be as dry as a dessert and her tongue too heavy to form any words, so she simply shook her head.

"Ok…it's ok." Jane's voice suddenly lost the panicked toned and transformed into a soothing and caring sound. "I will rip my shirt and tie it around your shoulder, alright? It will hurt, ok? But try not to move."

Maura's eyes started to close again but sprang open when the ripping sound of material cut through the night. Only seconds later her shoulder felt as if someone was ripping it from her body and whimper left her mouth, together with a bunch of tears, leaking from her eyes on their own accord.

"Shhh…I'm almost done."

With trembling hands Jane pressed the material against the bleeding wound. The sound the little girl was doing when Jane started to tie piece of shirt around her shoulder were almost painful to Jane herself. With every whimper, with every tear, jane felt a step in her heart, wanting nothing else but take the girl into her arms and hug her as tightly as she could dare without hurting Maura even more. Her brothers always wanted a hug after an injury and although Jane herself wasn't too fond of being hugged, she instinctively knew when other needed this kind of comfort.

Jane cringed when she felt the warm and sticky substance cling to her hands when she tied the last knot on the makeshift bandage.

"I'm done, Maura." Jane whispered, watching the honey blond girl sniffle and clench her hands into fists. "How are you feeling?" she added, feeling slightly dump asking that question, but she wasn't sure what else to say or do. But when her ears picked up a small, quivering voice saying "I'm scared.",

Jane couldn't hold back her own tears anymore

"I know, sweetheart. Me too." Climbing over Maura's small body, Jane sat down at Maura's uninjured side and carefully picked the girls upper body up, hugging her to herself.

Now that the first scare was over, Jane suddenly remembered the reason why they were in this situation.

"Maura, we need to hide. " she whispered into blond hair and shifted into a slightly more comfortable position, now kneeling on both her knees, still holding Maura in an embrace.

"I'm tired." Maura answered into the taller girl's neck, hoping for a quick nap.

Hearing this, Jane pulled slightly away and took a look at Maura's face. Although it was dark, Jane was sure she could see Maura's face turning an even paler shade of white.

"You are not going to pass out on me, Maura." Jane felt bad for using her stern I-will-smack-you-over –your-head-if-you-don't-do-what-I-want-voice, but if Maura lost consciousness and became a deadweight, she wouldn't be able to hide them properly.

"Yes, thar's it honey, keep your eyes open and help me get you up from this cold ground."

With a grunt from Jane and a few shed teardrops on Maura's part, the girls finally managed to get up from the damp forest floor and get a good look around. Jane knew she didn't have too much time to waste before Maura's strength would wither away, so she hastily pulled the smaller girls arm around her neck and wound an arm of her own around Maura's waist to hold her steady.

"Now we only have to search for a hiding spot, right Maura?"

Except a little moan, Jane didn't get an answer.

"I guess that means I am right." Jane snorted and started to walk into the first group of high bushes that she could make out in the darkness.

Rizzoli home…

"You looked at the body?"

Franks voice boomed through the house.

"Of course I did." Angela said rather tastily. "Would you have preferred to wait a few days until they compared the DNA samples? Not knowing if it was our daughter lying in that morgue?"

"They should have seen it wasn't her." Frank muttered, sitting down in a chair with a huff. "You obviously could see it wasn't her."

"Does it really matter now? I feel sorry for that poor dead child but I am so relieved that now I have certainty that Janie is still out there somewhere…alive."

Angela sighed and sat down in a wooden chair right next to her husband. Staring out of the kitchen window, Angela realized it would be getting light outside soon. There was still no information on Jane and Maura and Angela was wondering how long it would take an abductor to formulate a ransom letter. If it was planned, certainly not long, but when Jane had been just an unplanned bonus maybe they would have to think about a new plan for a bit longer. Angela's eyes filled with tears when she thought about another possibility. If Jane was simply in their way…maybe they would just get rid of her?

In the woods…

For like felt hours but in reality were only ten minutes or so, Jane started to feel her arms getting numb from supporting Maura who was getting heavier and heavier with every staggering step they took together. To Jane surprise and relieve, she hadn't lost consciousness yet though and was trying to match Jane's footsteps.

"It's not far anymore." Jane whispered into the blondes ear and smiling at Maura's quiet response.

"You don't even…know…where we are going."

Jane chuckled but didn't answer. What could she have said anyway? Maura was right, she didn't know where they were going, just away from the immediate danger. At least she hoped so.

After another few minutes of walking over uneven ground, Maura suddenly stopped, emitting a slight noise which Jane interpreted as pain but once she looked at Maura's face, reconsidered her interpretation. Maura looked…happy? Maybe she was hallucinating from bloodloss?

"Maura? What is it?"

"A house…" Maura's murmur reached Janes ears and she frown in confusion. Yap, certainly hallucinations.

"There is no house here, honey. We are in the middle of…"

Jane's explanation came to a grinding stop when she followed Maura's gaze into the distance and found two sparkling lights between the branches.

tbc...

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