Chapter 11:

"She's gone"

JANE POV:

Where am I? I open my eyes and look around with my limited view. The room is dark and musty. My head is pounding and I am tasting blood. I can't see if anyone is in the room with me. I just hope I survive this. I hear rustling from another room so I can only assume I am not alone. I hear a door open and a little bit of light shining through with a dark figure approaching.

"Well hello detective." An australian accent comes booming into the room.

"Ian." I respond coldly.

"You ruined all my plans, you just had to waltz in and take Maura away from me."

"First of all, Maura is not an object she can't be taken. She chose me because you only come when you want and leave her heartbroken in the end. The last three times you left guess whose shoulders she cried on mine. She deserves better but all you want to focus on is how you don't have her anymore."

"She always welcomes me when I come home to her."

"I guess I really screwed up your plans then huh?" I say coldly to him.

"After I cause you a world of heartbreak and then leave you here to die. I'll be the one comforting Maura at your funeral. I'll be the shoulder she'll cry on then."

"She knows what true love feels like now. Even if you do get away with this she'll never take you back." I say. He slaps me across the face. I grunt feeling blood come pouring out of my nose.

"Well then I guess I will just make it so no one in this world will love her but me."

"You're a psychopath."

"I'd like to think more crazy in love. I'm done talking but I do look forward to hearing you scream" He says to me. I struggle as he ties a gag around me.

Maura POV:

Frost came back into the bullpen, "Did you find her?"

"No I am sorry but we won't stop until we do."

"Is there anything that I can do to help?"

"No I'm sorry Maura, but we will call if we have anything."

"Are you guys hungry? At least I can get dinner."

"Dinner would be great."

I call Angela. She was hoping that we had news but we didn' t. I asked her if she was still in the cafe. She says yes, so I ask if she could make some dinner for us. She agrees and we hang up. I walk back into the main area of the office. I informed the detectives about Angela cooking dinner and they expressed their gratitude.

I sit in Jane's chair. It is hard to hold the tears back, I find myself going through all of the cards in her desk. People love her but no one loves her as much as I do. I do not know if I would be able to live without her, she is my everything. There was a time I was content just being myself without having to be dependent on someone else. Now when Jane is away I find myself hoping that she comes back soon. My heart hurts when I have to spend a night away from her. I decided to go down to my office, and I needed to go find a place to be by myself. I don't want everyone to see me cry for her, I am not ready to let everyone know that I need Jane to survive. I find the elevator ride down to the morgue. With each second ticking by I cannot seem to keep my emotions in check. Thoughts keep racing through my mind and it is hard to keep avoiding them. Will they find her in time? What injuries will she have sustained? If the person holding is male will they rape her? What if she dies? What if they never find her?

I hear the elevator open and I wipe the tears from my face trying to be strong for Jane. I see Angela coming towards me with a hot plate of food. She sets it down on the table in front of the couch and takes a seat in an adjacent chair. She gives me a soft smile, "Maura dear you need to eat."

"I can't Angela"

"Yes you can even if it's just a little bit because when they find Jane she will need you to be strong."

"You said when? You think they will find her?"

"They will find her Maura, but when they do you need to keep in line as far as her wellbeing. She listens to you Maura, she loves you."

"She only listens to me because I threaten her when she doesn't want to listen. But Angela this time I have a bad feeling, something that cannot be explained by science. This feeling has brought doubt to my mind."

"I know that feeling honey, I have found myself in that position too. When Jane shot herself, when you when on a date with a serial killer, when Frankie was in the drug unit."

"All of those times ended in positive ways."

"Exactly, that is why I have hope that they will find her."

"I hope so Angela." I attempted to give her a small smile. I hear the stair door open and in the hallway I hear running, I immediately see Frost running towards me. "What?! What is happening?!"

"We might have found a link to Jane? And just in case she is there and needs medical attention we need you to come with us."

I grab my medical bag faster and followed right behind Frost. Within record time we were getting into his cruiser and leaving followed Korsak and Frankie. I can barely sit still because even though we have been on the road for all of five minutes and I am bouncing my knee. I cannot seem to keep my emotions in check. We arrive and I find myself looking at an abandoned warehouse. When they clear the building they invite me inside, they didn't find Jane but I wasn't prepared to find a broken chair and several pools of blood, and blunt objects with blood on them.

"She was here." I say just above a whisper.

"Someone was here Maura, we don't know if it's Jane."

"We need to find her."

I take a sample of the blood back to the crime lab to compare to Jane's. I waited patiently and decided to reheat the food that Angela left in the meantime. I lie down on my couch and start to fall asleep. I am woken up by a knock at my door and a ding from the crime lab. I walk into the lab and check the system: DNA MATCH: 99.98%.

"Oh Jane I hope you are still alive." I whisper out loud.