Maura was far past the point of pacing in her jail cell. She had been taken to one of the Seattle precincts and booked in on the fugitive warrant. Even with Frost there doing what he could to explain things as best as he could, she had still been stuck there in the cell for hours. All she wanted to do was get to the hospital and see Jane.
Frost hadn't heard any update on her so she asked him to go to the hospital and check first hand.
He did have an update on Samantha though and Maura cursed herself for not letting the officers know about how Samantha also owned the house next door. There was some sort of hidden door or access to that other house from the room Jane was being held in. In the confusion Samantha had gotten into that house and slipped away before the authorities knew what was going on.
Maura was tired but she refused to try and sleep on the cot in the cell. She needed to get out of there. She needed to make sure Jane was ok.
She kept running through the possibilities in her mind of things that could be wrong with her. Jane could very easily have broken ribs from the kicks Samantha gave her, but Maura's biggest concern remained the drugs that had been pumped into her. She had tried to explain to Frost as best as she could that the doctors needed to do a toxicology report on Jane's blood to determine what she was given. But she hadn't gotten much of a chance to relay this information to him at the scene as the Seattle guys were less than accommodating to her. She understood that they didn't understand yet that she wasn't a cop-killer, but until they came to that understanding they were treating her like one. She was able to make her one phone call, which she used to call her mother to make her aware of the situation. Perhaps her lawyer could help speed things up to get her out of this cell and to the hospital.
It was another hour and half of waiting before Frost showed back up.
"How is she?" she asked coming to the bars and holding on to them in case she needed to brace herself for bad news.
"I couldn't get exact details, but she appears to be ok for the most part. A couple of broken ribs one of which pushed back and came close to puncturing a lung but didn't. She's still unconscious and they have some IV thing running into her in order to help flush out her system of the drugs. I don't think they know yet what was used on her."
"Did you see her? Did she look ok?"
"I didn't get to see her, sorry."
Maura backed away from the bars, "What about Samantha, did they find her?"
"No, and with her resources I imagine she is long gone by now."
"Barry, you have to get me out of here. I have to get to the hospital."
"I know, I know. Cavanaugh assured me that he is on it. Hopefully soon. While we wait, why don't you explain to me what the hell is going on."
She sighed knowing that there was nothing she could to do speed up the process of getting out so she started from the beginning of what she found out from Stipling and when from there.
"Mark never said anything about you being drugged. He thought you were drunk is what he told us," Frost said. "He said he got you up to the room and you passed out on the bed. He admitted to undressing you and then he said he spent the rest of night watching TV and then got into bed next you when he was ready to sleep. You apparently left quickly and without explanation as soon as you woke up."
"Did he say if Samantha told him anything or instructed him to do anything else? Was he involved in kidnapping Jane?"
"All he admitted to was getting paid to hit on you. When you passed out he made the mistake of calling Samantha to ask what to do with you at that point which is how we made the connection between the two of them."
"What about the video, did he know about it?"
Frost shrugged, "He didn't mention it, but now that we know some more questions to ask we can re-interview him."
"I should never have put myself in that position," Maura said taking a seat on the bed. "I … what am I going to do? Jane … she … I divorced her."
"Maura, you can't think about that right now. Concentrate on getting out of here and seeing her."
Maura didn't say it, but her biggest fear was that Jane didn't want to see her.
It was another 45 minutes before an officer came back to tell them that Maura was being released into Frost's custody and the Seattle PD was leaving that part of things up to Boston. They would continue to process the crime scene and look for Samantha, but Maura's status at least was no longer a concern of theirs. Barry explained to her that she was still technically a fugitive until she could answer to a judge about jumping bail. She didn't care as long as it meant she was leaving the jail cell.
Frost drove her to the hospital where they explained that Maura was Jane's wife and she was allowed to go into Jane's room. She hesitated at the door and looked at Frost. "Go," he said. "She is going to want you to be the first face she sees. I am sure of it."
Maura nodded and entered the room. The lights were off and Jane was sleeping. She had asked for a full rundown of Jane's condition but had been told that would have to wait until the doctor came by.
She took a seat next to the bed, moving it closer so she could reach out and touch Jane's hand which had a small bandage on the top of it and she flipped it over to see the same kind on the bottom. She knew she shouldn't but she lifted up the bandage and nearly cried for joy. Jane's hands were ok. Samantha hadn't punctured them. It looked like she merely made cuts on the existing scar tissue, which had been stitched up. Maura bent over and kissed the top of Jane's hand. She had been worried about Jane's ability to overcome what had happened to her, and the hands were a big part of it. Looking at the hand now, she also got angry at the mind games Samantha must have made Jane endure.
"Jane I am so sorry," Maura said. "I am sorry I put you in this position. I am sorry I didn't find you sooner. I just want you to know that I will do everything in my power to help you through this."
There was so much more she wanted to say, but her emotions finally got the best of her as she began to cry.
…
Jane slowly got her eyes to open. Hospital, she thought. I'm in a hospital. Why though? She looked around her and saw she wasn't alone in the room. Maura. She was asleep in a chair to the left of her. My wife, she thought. No that isn't right. Maura divorced me. She cast me out of her life. So what is she doing here? She is still listed as my emergency contact, Jane reasoned. Did I get hurt in the job?
She then noticed the bandage around her left hand. She lifted it, stared at it. Hoyt. Her heart rate began to increase. What the hell. She sat up although it took a lot out of her. She stared at both her hands now.
She tore the bandages off her of her right hand and saw the stitching on both sides and the bruising.
"Jane?" She looked over at Maura who had woken up.
"What happened?" she said, lifting her hand for Maura to see.
Maura immediately moved closer. "It's going to be ok. I swear," she said brushing back a piece of hair from Jane's face.
"Hoyt …"
"No, no. He's dead remember? He can't hurt you anymore." Jane kept staring at the hand except for the one look at Maura.
"Jane. Jane look at me," Maura said taking her left hand in hers again. Jane finally looked. "Your hand is going to be ok. There was no internal damage – just surface damage. It's not like last time. Your hand wasn't punctured."
"What happened?"
"Jane, what do you remember?"
"I … um … you left the um divorce papers for me to sign."
Maura closed her eyes for a moment to compose herself. "I'm so sorry. This is all my fault. I'm sorry." Her composure crumbled and she began to cry.
"Maur, come on, don't cry. You know how much I hate it when you cry," Jane said trying to move closer to her ex-wife. It didn't matter that they were divorced, she thought, she couldn't stand seeing Maura upset. "Babe, come here. There is plenty of room in this bed."
Maura knew she shouldn't but she got into bed with her, snuggling into her side as she cried. She felt Jane put a comforting arm around her.
"It's ok," Jane said. "Whatever it is, it's going to be ok."
"I should be the one telling you that," Maura said after a while. Jane didn't respond and Maura looked up at her. She had fallen asleep. Maura allowed herself to just enjoy the feeling of once again being next to her wife. She'd deal with the rest of it later.
….
Jane woke suddenly – jolted from her nightmare. She immediately looked at her right hand. In her dream Hoyt had punctured it with a scalpel again. She could have sworn she could feel it. She looked over for Maura but she wasn't there. She lay there thinking. What was Maura doing there? Where was her mom? Or Frankie or Tommy? If she had been hurt on the job … she remembered hearing Maura cry out for her. She was on a floor and a kick – someone had kicked her in the midsection. Jane instinctively felt that area – yes she was bandaged up all along her ribs. What had happened?
She used the button she found on the bed to adjust it so she was in a more upright position. She closed her eyes again – not to sleep – but to help with the headache she felt coming on. She opened them when a nurse came in. "I see you are awake Detective Rizzoli. How are you feeling?"
"Ok, just a bit of a headache."
"I'll let the doctor know. He is out in the hall talking with your wife right now."
"Ex-wife," Jane said softly.
"Oh, I didn't know. I'm sorry."
"Yeah, I'm sorry about it too. Has my mom or anyone else been here?"
"A Detective Frost was here earlier, but as far as family no, your … I think Maura said she called them to let them know but told them you wouldn't be in the hospital long so there was no reason for them to fly out."
"Fly out? Where?"
"You're at the St. James Medical Center in Seattle."
"Seattle? As in Washington?"
"Yes. You didn't know?"
"No. I want to see the doctor."
"Ok. I'll let him know."
As soon as she was gone, Jane sat up more fully. She pushed down the bar on the bedside and swung her legs over the edge.
"What are you doing?" Maura asked rushing in.
"I'm getting up and then I'm getting out of here."
"You can't."
"I wouldn't recommend that Mrs. Rizzoli," the doctor said.
"Detective Rizzoli," Jane and Maura said at the same time.
"Detective, you need your rest."
"Please Jane," Maura said.
"We're in Seattle. Why am I here?"
"I'll explain, I promise, but first you need to lie back down. The doctor wants to do a CT scan on your brain. I'm concerned about the memory loss. And an MRI needs done. Let's get the tests done, hear the results and then we can get out of here if it is all clear, ok?" "No. Give me the AMA forms. I'll sign them. I am leaving."
"Detective, please listen to your wife."
"She isn't my wife. She divorced me," Jane said staring at Maura. "Now get me the forms."
"Very well," he said leaving the room.
Jane got off the bed and nearly collapsed. If it weren't for Maura holding on to her, she would have. "You listen to me Jane Clementine Rizzoli, you can hate me if you want but I'm begging you not to risk your own health. You're weak right now. You have been drugged over and over again. You need to rest and I need you to rest. I lost you once already and I'll be damned if I'm going to go through that hell again. I know you're confused and angry and you have every right to direct that at me, but please just stay. I'll get you home as soon as the doctor clears you. I'll fly Angela, Frankie, Tommy, Jo Friday and the whole precinct here if that is what you want. Please."
Jane was so tired at this point she barely agreed before Maura got her back on the bed and she fell asleep. The doctor came back in.
"She decided to stay?"
"For now, but she'll be stubborn and want to leave as soon as she can so I suggest you run your tests quickly."
"About what she said Dr. Isles."
"She is my wife. It's true I was divorcing her, but she never signed the papers before she was abducted so we are still married. And I'll do whatever it takes to keep it that way."
….
Jane had the CT scan after she woke and the MRI was scheduled for that afternoon. Maura now knew that Jane had been injected with several drugs, including ketamine, a form of synthetic MDPV which could account for the narcotic reactions Jane had when given it. There were also some other drugs including scopolamine, which was a drug often used for motion sickness, but Maura knew that wasn't the case here. It also had the ability to make a person more open to suggestion. The drug cocktails she had been given could have caused serious damage to Jane, but so far the doctor was pleased with how they were flushed from Jane's system.
Still Jane kept complaining of a headache or being cold and then hot. The doctor and Maura suspected this was withdrawal symptoms beginning to surface.
The drugs could explain the memory loss, but again Maura suspected it might not be the drugs, instead it could be Jane's mind trying to protect her from what had happened to her.
Jane had finished eating her breakfast and Maura was talking about some clothes she bought Jane to wear out of the hospital and on the flight that evening. Even if the MRI revealed something, she could have it fixed back in Boston.
"Maur,"she said interrupting. "What's going on?"
"You should know that Barry is here. He will be accompanying us back. He was here earlier when you were asleep. Um, when we land in Boston they'll be cops there waiting to arrest me. I'm considered a fugitive. I broke bond to come out here to find you."
"What? Fugitive? Arrested for what?"
"Murder."
"What!"
"Calm down."
"How can you tell me to calm down? You were arrested for murder. How did Korsak and Frost let this happen?"
"They didn't have a choice. The evidence was pretty compelling. It's just going to take a little time to clear up is all."
"Who do they think you murdered?"
Maura sighed. "You."
"Me? But …" Jane clenched her hands. "That is beyond ridiculous. Hand me your phone, I'm going to clear this up right now."
"It's getting cleared up now that every one knows you are alive. But I did jump bail so there is a small formality of explaining the circumstances to the judge in order to get it all cleared up."
"I think we are past the time for you to tell me what the hell is going on."
Maura made her wait until after her MRI, but as they made their way to the airport with Barry who had given Jane a huge hug when they saw each other, she began to tell Jane what happened. She told her about her arrest, the evidence, tracking down Samantha, finding out Jane was alive, the drugs and all that Jane had gone through at Samantha's hands and Samantha escaping. Jane sat silent through the whole telling only occasionally asking a question. She was quiet the entire plane right, which she slept through for the most part. Maura occupied her time watching Jane sleep, worrying each time Jane moved – wondering if she was having a nightmare.
She had no idea what to expect when the got home. The one thing she hadn't told Jane was of her encounter with Mark. She told Jane about how they were still married, and was hurt when Jane didn't react either way. She had no right to expect that Jane would want to stay married to her, but she hoped.
She woke Jane before the landing. They disembarked and Maura saw her attorney and Cavanaugh in addition to Jane's family. Angela ran up to her daughter and hugged her, and she was then swamped my other hugs from her brothers.
After they were done, Jane went up to Cavanaugh.
"You're not putting Maura in lock up," Jane said to him. "She can stay up at the bureau under guard until we get this cleared up. But she's not going behind bars unless you intend to put me there with her."
"It's good to see you too detective. Now do you want to explain how it is that you are standing here"
"I didn't even know I was dead, so you may want to ask Maura. I'm still not sure I have any idea."
…
Maura sat in the bureau with a uniform standing nearby. Her attorney was on the phone, Jane was in Cavannaugh's office with her family talking. She and Jane had given initial statements. Finally they came out and Angela came over and hugged her.
"Thank you for bringing my baby girl back to us," she said. Maura returned the hug – missing the Rizzoli affection all these months. Tommy hugged her too but Frankie merely nodded her way. Although Frankie didn't think she killed Jane, he still had hurt feelings over the divorce.
"The D.A. says you are free to go," Cavanaugh said to her. "They'll clear things up with your attorney, but the charges have been dropped officially."
"Thank you sir."
"Take the rest of the week off, but I want my medical examiner back on Monday, understood?"
"Yes Lt. Thank you again."
"When do I get to come back?" Jane asked.
"You know the routine detective, get cleared by the doctors first and then you can have your shield back."
"You need time to rest," Angela said putting her arm around Jane's waist.
"I guess," she said not looking at Maura.
"Come on, let's get you home," Angela said.
"Where's my stuff?"
"In storage mostly or at my place," Angela said. Jane nodded and looked briefly at Maura before letting her family lead her out. Maura stood there.
"I'll give you a ride home doc," Korsak said. She nodded. Korsak drove her home in silence. He parked his car but she didn't move to get out. She didn't want to go into her empty house.
"After all of this, I'm still going to lose her,"
"You don't know that. Give it some time. You risked your freedom just to run after Samantha for the chance at finding Jane's body. You love her Maura."
"But I hurt her."
"You know Jane, she has to think though the heavy stuff before she makes a decision."
"I know. Thanks for the ride home."
…
Jane was barely listening to her mother as she talked and talked. She was thinking about how her life had gone so wrong so quickly. Well, not that quickly – the realization that she had been presumed dead for seven months was shock she was having trouble with accepting.
The ache inside her was back – the ache she felt when Maura had told her she wanted a divorce.
Now here she was going to her mom's because she lost her apartment because everyone had thought she was dead. It would take a little while to take care of bringing herself legally back to life. Right now all she wanted to do was sleep.
"Jane, are you listening?"
"Yeah … um … what did you say?"
"I asked you what you and Maura are going to do now."
"I don't know ma. She was the one divorcing me, remember?"
"But she knows now for sure that you didn't cheat on her."
"It doesn't matter," Jane said looking out the window. "I don't think we can fix all that has happened."
"She loves you still."
"Yeah, and what did it get her? She got hurt because of me again. Sam could have killed her. The best thing for Maura is for me not to be in her life."