I apologise for the long wait and I understand this is a short update however it does help for the next chapter where we get to see Maura and her parents really have a proper conversation! Protective Jane peaks out in this chapter, hope you all like ;) I understand some of you wanted Ian dead but to be honest I felt that was too easy and Ian does deserve jail for sure, hope you agree? ;) I'm working away at the next chapter so please let me know your thoughts of where you would like it to go!
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Ignoring the questioning gazes of the detectives behind her, Jane picked up Maura's phone which was luckily unscathed and checked to see if the number calling was still phoning but they had hung up.
"Maura talk to me, please." Jane pleaded as the women stood staring wide eyed straight ahead at nothing in particular. Receiving no response Jane grasped the blondes hand causing her to jolt out of her own world.
"It's Ian." Maura repeated her previous statement.
"What about him sweetie?" Jane asked gently rather than her usual intrusive tone used for her usual questioning.
"He's at Massachusetts General having surgery. I...um..." The blonde could feel the words at the back of her throat trying to claw their way up and out of her mouth but failed to offer anymore.
Sensing she needed to take control of the situation seeing as the blonde wasn't in the position to do so, Jane turned her head toward the concerned detectives that still stood behind the two women, whilst still keeping a hold of the doctors hand to let her know she was there.
"I need to take Maura down to Massachusetts Gera-" The dark haired detective began to explain but was cut off by Detective Kirk.
"I'll drive you both."
"That would be great. I also need a couple of officers down at the hospital to make sure he doesn't move from his bed. I know it's not exactly ideal without a statement from Maura to back it up but.." Janes sentence died out as Detective Kirk shook his hands in a way to show that it didn't really matter to him whether it was ideal or not.
"Ian?" Judging by the way Detective Randolph spat out the name Jane could sense the mans dislike for Maura's husband.
"Yes." Jane replied.
"We best go now then. Jenson, Henry you're with me!" The SVU detective shouted toward two officers who were just about the enter the cafe. Squeezing Maura's hand, Jane led the blonde out of the station.
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"We should of gone with her." Constance commented whilst looking on at Arabella play with another young girl. Arthur could tell his wife was hesitant to leave the little blonde at the playgroup and so had offered to stay for five minutes to watch her settle in and yet they still found themselves sitting an hour later in the same spot at the side of the play mats.
"Darling, Jane is with her. She will be absolutely fine." Arthur replied trying to ease his wife's obvious discomfort.
"I can see it sometimes when I look at her..."
"See what darling?" Arthur replied, not understanding where his wife was going with her comment.
"The hurt in her eyes. The way I am with Arabella is the way I should of treated Maura and I can tell that's what she's thinking when I'm with her." The words had barely left her mouth before Constance clamped her hand over her mouth to cover the sob that wretched it's way from her throat. Quickly jumping from his seat of the small table, Arthur crouched down beside Constance and pulled her into his shoulder moving to face the other way so Arabella couldn't see her grandmother in distress.
"Darling, all we can do is make up for it by being there for our little girl right now." Arthur whispered into Constance's ear.
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After being escorted to the ICU, Jane took the officers aside as Maura stood looking in through the small rectangular window of Ian's hospital room door.
"Do not leave his side or I'll have the both of your badges, clear?" Jane asked as her eyes shifted between the two men who looked as though they had just left the academy just yesterday.
"Yes ma'am." The pair returned in unison.
"Enough of the ma'am. It's Detective Rizzoli." Jane stated, prompting the men to scurry over to their posts either side of Ian's hospital door. The scowl on her face quickly turned to one of compassion as she gazed on at the frail blonde. Approaching the woman, Jane made her presence known by grazing her shoulder against the other woman's as she came to a stand next to her.
"You don't have to go in." Jane whispered quietly.
"I do." Maura whispered back as she placed her hand over the door handle and slowly opened the door. Before the door closed over, Jane managed to slide into the room. "I'll just be over here." Jane nodded her head toward the corner of the room and after receiving a watery smile took her position. Maura picked up the chart that hung from the end of the bed and expertly read through the report, her hand coming to her mouth in shock of the injuries Ian had sustained. 7 cracked ribs... Punctured lung... Zygomatic fracture... Repeated nasal fractures... The list continued on however Maura couldn't read any further as she could feel the bile climbing up her throat.
The blonde made her way to the Australian mans bedside as she made herself as comfortable as she could at nearly 7 months pregnant on the mans bed. Reaching for the mans hand, Maura took a hold of the calloused hand and stroked her thumb over the top. Jane could sense the woman's internal struggle of hatred and love for her husband and could only feel sympathy toward the tortured blonde.
Th hand Maura held began to squeeze back in response to her touch but didn't stop and continued to tighten up and around her already injured wrist as the Australians eyes opened to look at Maura with what Jane could quickly distinguish as disgust.
"Ian stop it!" Maura pleaded as her hand began to throb at the increasing pressure around her bruised wrist. Jane was at the blondes side in a flash leaning over to dig her nails into the mans forearm as Maura had done previously. The hold of her wrist was quickly released giving the blonde instant relief as she rubbed the red raw markings.
"Don't you fucking touch her again!" Jane furiously shouted as she continued to dig her nails into the mans arm only rekeasing when Maura pulled her hand back.
"Your father is going to pay for this!" Ian croaked out as he tried to rise from the hospital bed but failed as the pain of his surgery took over. Maura was taken aback as the implications of her husbands statement caused her face to screw up in disbelief.
"My father did this?" Maura asked, her voice significantly smaller in comparison to Ian's.
"Maura cmon you don't need to listen to this." Jane tried to gently tug the woman's arm as Jane could already tell the way the conversation was headed but Maura wouldn't move from her spot.
"Both of them did." The Australian scoffed out.
"I don't understand..." Maura's brain was in overdrive at the multiple emotions and thoughts that were swirling around her head. Jane used this to her advantage as she quickly dragged Maura out of the room as Ian chuckled at his wife's confusion.
Finally escaping from the confines of the room, Jane grasped Maura by the shoulders and crouched so she could listen properly to what Maura was continually mumbling. As Janes eyes latched on to Maura's all she could see was hurt and anger.
"My father..he lied to me."
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