Rizzoli and Isles belong to Tess Gerritsen and TNT. And of course, a special thanks to Janet Tamaro for making them into the lovable characters we can't get enough of.
A one-shot that details Jane's thoughts after waking up in the hospital after being attacked by Hoyt.
-Waking Up-
Waking up in a hospital was never a good outcome for a cop. Of course, for me it was better than the other option.
Never waking up at all.
I had been in the hospital for two days and it already seemed like an eternity. I had three broken ribs, a gash on the back of my scalp that required 20 stitches, a concussion and two stab wounds in my palms.
I couldn't help but hold up my hands and stare at them. They were wrapped with so much gauze that it almost looked like I had boxing gloves on my hands. I would have laughed but couldn't find the humor in it.
I could only blame myself for being so stupid.
For the past three months Korsak and I had been tracking down a serial killer. The Surgeon kidnapped, raped and tortured women before finally slicing their throats. The most gruesome part came before the kill though. While they were still alive and awake, he removed their uterus and kept it as a trophy.
Bastard.
It had taken us weeks to discover who he truly was. Charles Hoyt, a former medical student who had been thrown out for fondling corpses. Once we had a name we thought we were close to catching him, until he took another victim.
We were so desperate to find her that I took a lead without thinking. I ignored protocol and rushed to investigate myself. When I saw Melissa laying on that mattress in the basement of that abandoned house I didn't stop to secure the scene.
And I paid for it.
The blow to the back of my head came first, knocked my gun and flashlight out of my hands and had me eating dirt from the floor. When I tried to push myself up the second blow came on my left side. I found out later that it was a two by four. I was barely able to roll over, or take a deep breath. I thought I saw him standing over me, but I couldn't see straight. The room was spinning before everything went black.
I don't know how long I was out, but woke to the sound of someone whimpering. I felt him kneeling over me before I heard him speak.
Just remembering it sent chills down my spine.
"Hello Jane, it's so nice to finally meet you." He was smiling and holding a scalpel in his hand. I tried to move but wasn't able to get very far before he pushed me back down.
"Now, now, that just won't do. I need you to lie still for the fun were going to have." He cocked his head as he studied me, then a twisted smile formed on his lips. "I have just the thing."
He pulled my right arm out to the side and pinned my right hand to the floor. I could only watch as he brought the scalpel down. I screamed in fury and pain as it pushed through me and into the dirt ground below. He laughed in glee as he pulled my left arm out and picked up another scalpel from the floor next to him. When he brought the scalpel down again, my scream sounded defeated.
I'd let him win.
I blacked out from the pain as he stood above me admiring his handiwork.
The pain in my hands woke me up for the second time. He was whispering my name, telling me to wake up. I could hear him whispering about my scent, about... my body. How it was time to finish the game.
It was the scalpel on my neck made me finally open my eyes.
"Jane. So glad you could join me." The sound of him saying my name was frightening, but it was the madness in his eyes that was truly terrifying. That's when it finally dawned on me that this was the end.
I was going to die.
I started to shake and felt tears forming in my eyes. I hated myself for showing that weakness in front of him. I wanted to die fighting, not whimpering like a wounded animal. But that's all I could do as he kept whispering and pushed the scalpel to my throat.
I barely registered the yell before the gunshots and could only shake in terror as Hoyt jerked away from me and fell. I could hardly recognize Korsak through the tears in my eyes. He was saying something as he took off his jacket but all I could focus on was the pain.
I squeezed my eyes closed as I remembered how I'd whimpered like a baby.
"It hurts. It hurts. It hurts."
The knock at the door made me snap my eyes open. It was Korsak, leaning against the doorframe with a frown on his face.
"You in pain Rizzoli?"
I shook my head. "No."
He nodded before coming in and lowering himself into the chair next to the bed. He took a deep breath and studied his hands before he spoke.
"Hoyt is going to survive his injuries. They were able to take his breathing tube out this morning. As soon as he's stable they'll transfer him into the jail and book him."
I could only nod. I wanted that bastard dead, but the thought of him rotting in prison without an option of parole was an idea that I'd have to learn to accept.
"Dr. Tierney decided to retire."
My head snapped up. "Really?"
Dr. Tierney and I had never really gotten along. During the three years I had spent in the Homicide unit the Chief Medical Examiner's Southern gentleman routine had rubbed me the wrong way. Of course, I'll admit that my "Yankee" bluntness had the same effect on him. Having to get used to working with a new ME wasn't something I would be looking forward to.
I watched as Korsak shrugged. "He decided after we captured Hoyt that it was time to hang up the medical examiner coat. He told me that he's decided to leave at the end of next month. Won't be an official announcement until next week so don't tell anyone."
I looked around the room. "Who the hell am I going to tell?"
He chuckled before leaning back in the chair. "There's some talk that they'll replace him with Dr. Isles."
"Who?"
"She just transferred from San Diego. Been working in the ME's office for the past month. Dresses like she's going to a fashion show," He pursed his lips in thought before continuing, "Pretty sexy."
I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "Really, Korsak?"
He laughed before shaking his head and standing up. "I'll keep you in the loop."
I nodded as he turned to leave. I had been told this morning that the doctors expected a three month recovery for me. At least two weeks in the hospital before 8 weeks of physical therapy for my hands.
The next three months were going to be torture.
I laughed as I realized that I'd gladly welcome gossip from Korsak about the new ME to keep me sane in the meantime.
So this is my first fan-fic in the world of Rizzoli and Isles. I've been writing Twilight fan-fic for over two years now, but I've found myself obsessed with Rizzoli and Isle since it debuted last summer.
So, I finally gave up and started writing about my two new favorite characters :)
The plan is to have this story alternate between Jane and Maura's perspective and how their friendship develops before the first episode of the show.
Hope you take the time to flip over to the next chapter for a Maura one-shot...
Thanks for reading and review!
Fannye
