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Rizzoli & Isles - 49 days

(Maura pov)

Sitting next to Jane's bed in a hospital room shouldn't be a surprise anymore, the quiet time equals thinking time.

Yesterday was 50 days - she told me but I knew.
What a difference 50 days can make.

I suppose it's 51 now
52 days ago I thought there was no hope.
51 days ago there was a glimmer of hope.
And now there is so much hope. If Jane can stop ending up in here.
He gave her 100 days to know what she wanted.
She didn't need 100 days.
I don't need 100 days. I know. I know she knows.
So I know what I'm going to do and I'm going to do it right.

Maura is awakened from her thoughts by the voice coming from the bed beside her.

"Maur?"
"I'm here, Jane."
"What happened?"
"You happened."
"What, this is no time for riddles, Maur. I've just woken in a hospital bed with a splitting headache."
"That is more or less what happened, you were hit from behind, the cut wasn't too bad but you fell hitting you head again, that one knocked you out. There was some swelling so the kept you medicated for 6 hours just to make sure it went down."
"I'm sorry, Maur."
"It's ok, though I would prefer it if you would be a little more careful but then that wouldn't be you and I wouldn't want you to change for anything."
"Thanks. What were you thinking about when I woke up?"
"Just life."
"Nothing much then."
"Oh I don't know about that, you'll just have to wait and see." Maura smiled, Jane cringed.