Chapter fourteen

''Dr Isles...'' Detective Frost knelt down on the floor next to the crying woman, putting his arm around her. ''Are you alright?''

''Please go away Detective...'' Maura managed to say, pulling away from him.

''I'm afraid I can't.'' He looked down at her through the semi darkness of the empty precinct. ''Mrs Rizzoli just called me, Jane went missing from the hospital.''

''What?!'' Maura's head snapped back and the tears stopped immediately. There were more pressing matters than crying. ''There were supposed to be a guard at her door, what in the world happened?!''

''He said he didn't see her...'' Frost muttered, checking his holster for his gun and grabbing his coat. ''We gotta go, I'm gonna get a couple of patrol cars to check the area. She couldn't have gotten very far.''

''What if they took her?!'' Maura said, panic seeping into her voice as she followed him to the parking lot.

''Dr Isles...'' Frost turned. ''If they wanted to kill Jane they would have. They wanted you but somehow they failed to kill you.'' He flinched at how that sounded. ''What I meant is, it's you they wanted, not Jane. I doubt they would come back for her. It's you who's in danger.''

''There's nothing that will stop me from coming with you Detective.''

He nodded to her. ''I know.'' He sighed. ''That's the worst part.'' He smiled weakly. ''You're just as hard headed as Jane is sometimes, doctor.'' He opened the door to his car, after opening hers to let her in the passenger seat. ''Jane is probably very confused, since nobody has managed to tell her what has happened. She responded the way she knew best.''

''What do you mean?'' Maura asked soberly as he drove them to the hospital.

''Fight or flight.'' He explained. ''She couldn't fight, not in the state she was in so the next option was to get away. I don't think she even knows what she's running away from but she is.'' He shook his head. ''That's good.''

''How in the world is that good?!'' Maura exclaimed, knowing that if she was the one driving the car she would have crashed it from the nerves.

''It means Jane is still somewhere in there.'' He looked up to her briefly and she could see that his eyes were determined. ''She's acting on survival instinct, it means she's not broken.''

Maura nodded. It make sense. It sounded like Jane. It hurt, hurt so much to know she had been the cause of this, to realise she had been cavalier about talking to that reporter. She had unintentionally put her job over their lives. She knew better than to do this again. She wondered if she would been given the chance to.

''Vanilla, Vanilla what's wrong?'' Rondo gathered her in his arms, resting her body on his. ''Who did this to you?!'' He reached for his backpack extracting a long wooly blanket and draped it over her. ''Just stay there okay? Just hang on. I'm gonna go bring help.'' He rose to his feet, casting one last glance to the seemingly asleep woman and shook his head. He rushed to the next street where he knew a familiar street bum would be.

''Manny.'' He huffed from the exertion. ''Manny?!''

''What is it man?'' The heavy guy asked, not interested enough to pick himself from the ground. He was at least two hundred and fifty pounds and he wore dirty clothes, smelling worse than Rondo remembered.

''Ya got your phone with you Manny?'' He asked feverishly and started patting the mans clothes before he got an answer.

''Hey man, put that down...''

Rondo didn't even pause to listen, he just rushed back to where he left Jane and he begun dialing the only number he could think off.

Maura jumped when her phone rung. She picked up without looking at the caller's ID.

''This is Dr Isles.'' She said, her voice tense. Her heart sunk when it wasn't Jane's voice on the other end.

''Is it you?''

The voice was somewhat familiar but she couldn't place it.

''Who is this?''

''Doctor Isles, Vanilla is bad, she's hurt very bad, you need to come here!'' The voice paused. Then finally recognised it.

''Rondo?!'' She stopped. ''You know where Jane is?!''

Ten minutes later Maura was crouching over Jane, hand clasped over her mouth to stop the pained whimper trying to claw itself out of herself on the sight of her friend so broken. She reached for her, touching her shoulder, looking for a pulse, a sign to show her Jane was alive and she flinched when the Detective opened her eyelids and turned bleary eyes to her.

Her lips moved and Maura had to lean closer to her to hear what she was saying.

''You're an angel.'' Jane's voice was breathy. Her skin was hot, feverish.

''Jane you're sick, we need to get you back to the hospital.'' Maura turned to face Frost, to ask him to call an ambulance but Jane reached for her, grabbing her blouse with bandages hands and pulling her to lean closer.

''You're my angel.'' She repeated.

Frost nodded and begun dialing 911, taking a step awake from the two women. Rondo was already waiting further away. Maura resisted the urge to wipe the tears away from her eyes.

''I'm no angel Jane...'' Maura choked out. ''You don't know what I've done, I'm no-''

''I know...'' Jane whispered against her ear, sending a chill up her spine. She smiled softly at the Doctor, her eyes half closed. ''I finally know...'' She turned her eyes heavenward. ''I know everything now...'' She drew in an audible breath. ''I've finally seen an angel, seen my angel, and I remember...'' She turned her eyes to Maura but they were unfocused. ''You find me...and I found what I had to find...''

''You- You know...?'' Maura stuttered. Her chest begun heaving with panic. If Jane knew why hadn't she shoved her away yet? What was going on? What was Jane thinking?

She had no more time to think, because Jane reached for her, forcing herself to sit up ever so slightly with her back against the wall, capturing the Doctors lips with her. Whatever the kiss lacked in passion and force it made up for it with gentleness and beauty. Maura couldn't think of a time a kiss had been more beautiful. It was intoxication. Was there any study that could tell her how she could become addicted to someones touch like this? She responded to every brush of skin on skin like a fine tuned instrument under the Detective's spell.

She was so enthralled in the kiss that she didn't realise Jane's body had gone limp in her arms.

MMmmssssoooo there are going to be a couple of cute times ahead I hope.. just not in that chapter sorry sorry

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LK