Another update for my lovelies! Hope you enjoy this chapter. Maura has a lot more support than she thinks! This chapter we don't see so much of Arthur and Constance so sorry in advance, plenty next chapter! I know a lot of you wanted to for me to kill Ian off but I couldn't let him go without Jane getting to have a go could I? I like to hear your thoughts and comments so review away! Love you all!
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Maura was awoken the next morning by a kiss being placed on her cheek. Stretching her arms out she then tried to do the same with her legs but was restricted by someone else's legs wrapped around her own. Jane. Opening her eyes to see who had kissed her cheek, Maura was met with Arabella stood dressed for her playgroup at the side of the bed with wide hazel eyes that matched her own.
"Sorry mummy." The little girl played with her mothers rings on her hand that lay on top of the blanket, apologising for what Maura was unsure.
"What for sweetheart?" Maura whispered aware the woman laying next to her was still sleeping.
"Grandma and Grampa said not to wake you or Jane." Arabella replied guilty.
Maura carefully lifted her head to see the alarm clock at the side of the bed flashing in red the numbers 7:30. Realising the little girl had some time before she had to leave, Maura lifted the duvet. "It's okay sweetheart, do you want a quick snuggle before you go?". Not needing to be asked twice the little girl, with help, got back into the bed and rested against Maura's chest. Lifting her hand up to stare at the two rings that sat on her left hand, Maura tugged them off and placed them on the bedside cabinet.
"Do you want to feel your little brother moving?" Maura asked remembering what had happened the night before. Receiving a nod the older blonde took the little girls hand and placed it over her stomach. "Okay now you have to speak to him." Maura instructed.
"Hey little brother." Arabella spoke right next to Maura's stomach causing a kick to be felt by the young girl. "That was the baby?!" The little blonde shouted excitedly. The dark haired woman began to stir next to Maura. "Shhhh you don't want to wake Jane, yes it was the baby sweetheart." Maura replied.
"Wow." Was all the little girl could say, the mother and daughter lay in bed quietly for another minute or two until the silence was broken.
"Morning Monkey." Jane rasped, the sleep still showing. I could listen to her all day, Maura thought dreamily.
"Jane!" The little girls attention now shifted from her brother to the detective, carefully moving from beside her mother the little blonde wiggled her way in between the two woman.
A knock to the door gained the attention of the trio as Constance stuck her head in the door to investigate the noises she had heard from the kitchen downstairs. "Arabella, I told you not to wake your mother. C'mon poppet it's time to go." Constance sighed knowing the little girl couldn't resist seeing her mother.
"Have a good day at playgroup baby." Maura kissed the little girls head and gave a short hug receiving one in return. Releasing the little girl from her arms, Jane placed her hand up up in the air. "High five monkey!" The gesture making Arabella giggle as she slapped her hand against the detectives. The little girl got off the bed and skipped past Constance who was still stood at the doorway.
"I've looked everywhere and I can't find your car keys sweetheart so I'll just take my car just now."
"Oh okay, I'll just have to use one of the cars in the garage later then." Maura replied.
"Your father and I need to run some errands after we drop Arabella off. As soon as you're finished down at the police station just phone and we'll pick Arabella up then meet you to go view some houses. Does that sound okay?"
The reminder of having to give a statement of her abuse caused Maura to become agitated. Picking a thread from the edge of the blanket, the doctor replied silently with a nod of the head. The nervous habit was stopped by a pair of hands encasing her own, lifting her head she locked eyes with the dark haired woman.
"It's okay to be nervous y'know?" Jane reminded her. The comment seemed to ground Maura, turning to face her mother she tried her reply verbally this time.
"I'll phone you as soon as I'm finished giving a statement. Can you please remind the woman who runs the playgroup that Arabella isn't allowed eggs?" Maura asked despite already knowing her mother was just as obsessive as she was about reminding others of her granddaughters allergy.
"Don't worry, I've got everything under control. Please try and get another hours sleep though darling." Constance pleaded before turning to go downstairs. Hearing the front door close a few minutes later Maura tried to comply with her mother and closed her eyes but couldn't get back to sleep as the baby moved around. Under the belief that Jane had fallen back asleep, Maura waited another couple of minutes before she tried to sneak out of the bed but was stopped by an arm to her shoulder.
"Where do you think your going?" Jane asked, her tone leaving no room for Maura to even try to lie.
"The toilet?" Maura replied, sounding more of a question.
"What do you want for breakfast?" The dark haired woman enquired gently, swinging her legs to sit on the edge of the bed. Stretching her arms and neck she walked around the bed so she could help Maura up, a quiet thank you was murmured as the blonde shakily got up to her feet.
"Some toast would be great." Maura requested, feeling anything more would be asking too much.
"Sure, I can manage some toast." Thank god she didn't ask for something more fancy id probably burn her kitchen down, the detective chuckled at her own thoughts.
After a quiet breakfast, Jane got dressed relatively quickly however Maura was still upstairs getting ready for the day. Jane sat patiently on one of the stools beside the kitchen island looking through texts on her phone.
Hope you're okay partner. Not like you to take time off. Frost
Don't worry about Jo Friday, I've got her under control. She's loving it over at my place. Hope your nose is okay. Frankie
Janie honey, I dropped by your apartment but you weren't there. Frost said you took some personal days... Ma
As Jane read the first of many messages from her mum she rolled her eyes and clicked off messenger. That's enough for today, she thought. Sliding down from the stool the dark haired woman made her way to the bottom of the stairs with the intention of checking on the blonde but bumped into her as she made her way out of the kitchen door.
Catching the blonde before she fell backwards, Jane caught Maura by the wrist and instantly realised her mistake as she heard her wince in pain. As soon as the doctor was steadied she released her hold "I'm so sorry Maur!" How could you be so stupid Rizzoli! You know her wrists are all bruised! Jane chastised herself.
"It's okay, honestly." Maura reassured. Jane finally took in the outfit the blonde woman was wearing and tried hard to contain the drool that wanted to make its way from her slightly open mouth. Even though Jane wasn't one for fashion, the outfit in her eyes was stunning on the blonde. Maura was wearing a deep blue sweater which perfectly fit her like a second skin, a black pencil skirt that showed off just the right amount of skin and matching black 3 inch heels.
"Jane! Are you okay?" Maura asked innocently as the detective pulled her eyes back up from the women's legs and closed her mouth.
"Me? Yeah I'm great! Let's go." The detective coughed as her voice came out higher pitched that usual.
"Okay... Follow me." The blonde ordered, leading Jane toward the garage.
Opening the door and flicking on the light switch revealed two cars sitting in the concrete garage.
"These are both yours?" Jane asked with her eyes bugging out of her head.
"The Audi is Ians." Maura replied, pointing over at the white Audi R8 that was parked next to a black Mercedes which she assumed was then Maura's. "I never did like that car."
"So this is yours then?" Pointing at the black Mercedes E class, she received a nod.
"You can drive can't you?" Maura asked as Jane turned around, chucking the car keys the detective caught them. Good reflexes, Maura thought.
"What if I crash it? It's probably worth half of what I make in a year!" Jane argued.
"I can afford to replace it Jane. I have insurance too so stop worrying." Maura replied opening the garage door as she was becoming impatient to get going.
"How rich are you?" Jane replied not expecting a genuine answer as she got into the drivers seat.
As Maura pulled her seatbelt across her growing bump and clicked it in she turned to Jane and answered "Well I have a trust fund that is worth around $20 million. I don't tend to show off my money as you can see this car is hardly ever used except for charity events and functions, I drive a Prius most days. As a medical examiner I earned more than enough to live comfortably."
"I wasn't being serious Maur." Jane laughed.
"Oh. Sorry." Maura began to shrink back into herself at the thought of Jane making fun of her like Ian used.
"Hey don't be silly, I don't mind when you ramble on like that. I quite enjoy it actually." Starting up the engine, the car pulled out of the garage and the woman began their journey to the police station.
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Walking up the steps to the police station the nervous energy flowing from Maura was almost unbearable for Jane to watch. Maura's eyes darted in every direction, looking for any possible dangers even though she knew she was in the safest place she could possibly be. Opening the door for Maura to walk through, Jane placed her hand on the small of the blondes back to silently reassure her she wasn't alone. Thinking she had passed the cafe without being caught, Jane groaned when she heard the high pitched voice.
"Janie!" The dark haired woman's mother shouted as she caught a glimpse of the messy mane of hair speeding past.
A deep breath was taken as Jane looked in at Maura with an apologetic smile gracing her face "I am so sorry for this, she can be quite loud..." Jane apologised as she steered the blonde toward the mostly empty cafe.
"Why have you been ignoring my texts? Where have you been? Why haven't you been to work?" The Italian mother spoke with a no nonsense tone.
"This is Dr Isles." Jane tried to divert her mothers attention to the honey blonde who was more or else stuck to her side like glue. The distraction seemed to work perfectly as her mother looked at the doctor for the first time since she had entered the room.
"Oh honey, when are you due? Have you got any other kids?" Angela gushed as she took in the sight of the large baby bump.
"I'll be 7 months tomorrow so I have a couple of months to go. I have a daughter, Arabella." Maura began to feel at ease around the woman. Being more or less house bound as she no longer worked and Ian didn't want her going anywhere without him, Maura never really got the chance to speak to anyone about her pregnancy other than her own mother.
"Well dear you look better than I did when I was pregnant that's for sure! I bet she's just as pretty as her mother." Angela complimented the blonde causing her to blush.
"I'm terribly sorry to be so rude but I have to go and sort a few things out." Maura replied as she reminded herself why she was here in the first place.
"Nothing too serious I hope?" Angela enquired, always looking for some information.
"Ma! Mind your own business!" Jane intervened.
"Well it was lovely meeting you Dr Is-"
"Maura, please."
"It was lovely meeting you Maura. You and Arabella should come along to Sunday dinner, shouldn't she Janie?" Angela looked over at Jane with a glint in her eye which she all too well recognised.
"That would be lovely, thank you. It was nice meeting you too." Maura shook the older woman's hand as Jane more or else dragged the pregnant woman out of her mothers meddling grasp.
"You never told me your mother was so nice Jane." Maura commented as she looked over at the annoyed detective. As the pair waited for the next elevator to take them upstairs, Maura's attention was brought away from Jane.
"Dr Isles?" A young man asked as he tried to get a better look at the blondes face.
Turning around to face the voice that had spoken to her, the blonde was pleased to see an old reminder of her days as an ME. A small group of men Maura was more used to seeing at crime scenes were all staring at the blonde with what Jane could only describe as admiration.
"We thought it was you! How's little Arabella? She's probably not so little anymore I suppose!" The man Jane knew as Detective Randolph from her homicide unit asked the doctor.
"She's very good, 4 years old now nearly 5. It's nice seeing you after so long Offi-" Maura began to call the Detective officer but was cut off.
"Detective Randolph now Doc." The man said with a proud smile on his face that the blonde didn't fail to miss.
"I told you that you would make Detective!" Maura replied smiling at the brunette haired detective.
"Not without your amazing recommendations and help all the time!" The detective winked, flirting as he always did with the honey blonde.
Looking over the shoulder of Detective Randolph she waved at the other officers she recognised. "So what brings you back to the station Dr? Please say you're coming back to replace Dr Pike, the only words I can thing to describe him I know you would disapprove of." The brunette asked clasping his hands together mocking praying. The comment caused the other men behind him to shout in agreement. Jane laughed at the men's pleading.
"I um... Well I'm actually here to speak with someone." Maura's voice became smaller as her statement finished.
"Oh?..." The man asked, his face forming a more serious expression.
"Someone from the SVU unit.." Maura left her sentence unfinished as she felt it needed no further explaining. Feeling the hand on her back rubbing soothing circles, Maura looked over at Jane who nodded her head in encouragement.
"Detective Kirk can help you out there." The man replied, nodding his head to one of the men who Maura had said hello to before.
"That would be great, thank you Detective Randolph." Maura's voice came out almost strangled as she tried to hold back the tears. Before Maura could protest the Detective engulfed her in a gentle hug. "Enough of that Detective Randolph, it's Mark to you. We're all here for you Doc. And of course Arabella and this little one." The detective stated giving the bump a light tap.
Pulling back from the hug, Maura wiped the tears that had fallen down her cheeks and laughed lightly. "Must be the hormones." She explained causing everyone to chuckle along with her.
"Kirk, could you take Maura upstairs with you?" Randolph asked prompting the man to walk over and place a comforting hand on Maura's upper arm.
"Its good to see you again Doc. C'mon I'll take yo-" Before Detective Kirk could finish his statement, the ringing off a phone cut in.
"Sorry, I have to take this." Maura motioned to her phone that she had pulled from her pocket. Moving just to the side of the Detectives who Jane chatted away to, the doctor answered her phone to the unknown number flashing in her screen.
"Hello?"
"Is this Mrs Faulkner?" The voice on the other side of the phone enquired.
"This is Dr Isles, yes." Maura responded, feeling slightly annoyed she wasn't addressed properly.
"Oh sorry, Dr Isles. I'm phoning to inform you your husband is in surgery at Massachusetts General Hospital. He was found at the front of the emergency bay and was rushed straight into surgery." The woman carried on speaking, however Maura had stopped listening at the word surgery. Feeling as though she was about to faint the blondes phone slipped from her hand, tumbling to the hard floor. The noise caused the group of detectives attention to avert to her.
Looking at the blonde, Jane swore she had never seen anyone look so pale in her entire life. "Maura? What is it?" Jane rushed out, taking a hold of the woman who's legs were about give out from under herself. Maura bowed her head down taking deep breaths to stop herself from being sick.
"It's Ian." Was all Maura could say as she looked up at the worried detectives who could only think of one word to explain the emotion on the blondes face; Fear.
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