A/N: Okay. Here's Chapter 9.

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Oh my gosh! Oh My Gosh! OH MY GOSH! I'm going to die! Maura's been in life threatining situations before, it was part of the 'Jane Rizzoli Package', but Jane wasn't here. Jane wasn't here to save her. Trapped in the warehouse, thrown back inside the van as bullets collide with the vehicle. She sees Faith climbing into the back of the van, sword ready in hand, immediately checking over her.

"You okay? Were you hit? Dammit! Rizzoli gonna's bitch hard." Faith's voice's is rushed from the adrenaline. She heard the guns cock and her Slayer senses was tingling hard before the shots were fired. She had to get Maura out of there.

Maura can hear her own heart thumping hard in her ears, her panting becoming heavily rapid. If don't relax I can poissibly fall into a panic attack. "I'm fine." Shetakes deep, controlled breaths and glances down at Faith's left arm, seeing the blood going through her leather jacket. "Faith, you're hit."

Faith glances down at her arm, confused. Damn. She really was hit, now that the pain was starting to creep in. But it only grazed her, so she can still fight. She looks back at Maura, keeping calm. She knew Doyle's people were retaliating right outside the van, guns blazing, but she needed to get back out there. She knew they were vampires out there attacking them and these bullets weren't doing a damn thing but slow them down.

"Look at me, Mo Deirfiúr. Do you know how to hotwire a car?" Maura nods. "Good, I'm gonna need you to do that, now. Stay low and-" The light in the warehouse get shot out, making the whole palce pitch black. Shit. She hears panic throught the large room. I need to get Maura out of here. She reach for Maura's waistband, the doctor jumping at the touch. "Relax it's just me." Faith pulls out the weapons she loaned earlier. She place the wooden stake in Maura's right hand, "For vampires..." and places the dagger in her left. "for everything else."

Maura feel to wood and steel along with her fingers. For some reason, she felt slightly at ease at the feel. Comfort. "Okay." Faith turns around toward the doors. "Wait, where are you going?"

"There's no way that Doyle's people can see in this darkness against vampires." Faith scans the room. She sees the atleast five vampires attacking, trying to feed. Another five searching. Probably for me and Maura. Shit. "I need you to follow me and I'll guard you to the front."

She feels Maura move closer to her. Emotions run through her. She doesn't even know this woman, and yet she knows her heart would break if she got hurt. Or worse. Faith faces Maura again and grabs her by the waist, her sister yelps in surprise. She tucks her tightly under her left arm, lifting her off the ground, ignoring the bleeding pain and runs out the back of the van. She quickly moves along the van, up to the passenger door. She lets Maura feet down to the ground, finally letting go of her. She sees a vampire charging towards them.

"Get in the van. Now!"

Maura freezes in place hearing the charging foot steps and the urgency in her voice. Slight light comes in the room from the moon comes luminates the tinted windows, just enough light to see the vampire coming at them. Oh my gosh! Her hand grips on the stake.

"Slayer!" The vampire sneers. "The King will be glad to know you here."

Faith growls at the vampire, startling Maura as well. Powerful rage and engery pours off of the Slayer's body. "You won't even get the chance to tell 'em." She leaps in the air, bring her sword crashing down to vampire. The vampire moves faster than she anticipates, but she doesn't let up on her attack.

Maura watches in amazement as Faith takes on the vampire. It was rough, but it had beautiful powerful essence with it. It was even more than seeing Jane in action. Jane. Finally snapping out of her daze, she looks to her side and sees a vampire coming towards her. Panicking, knowing that Faith was busy as vampires close in on her, she turns around trying to open the door. Too late. Her body flips back over and slams into the passenger door. Pain shoots throughtout her back. She looks into the vampire's yellow eyes. The vampire's snarling slowly subsides.

"Maura!" Faith call out, afraid it was the end of her sister. She couldn't reach her since in the middle of her fight she just kept getting more and more surrounded. After she decapitates a vampire, more just keeps coming.

"Mo banríon..." The vampire looks up at her in awe and kneels on the floor on his knees, bowing his head in worship. "Mo banríon, tá sé an onóir a cairde do láithreacht."

Ignoring Faith not sure what to do, she temperaily uses the vampire's Irish words to her advantage. She places the dagger in the hem of her pants and lift's the vampire's cold, pale chin with her left hand. Staring into the yellow eyes, with her own surprisingly commanding. "Mo seirbhíseach dílis, ní bheidh mo Rí a bheith sásta." Before the vampire could react, Maura stakes the vampire, turning him into dust. It worked. Oh my gosh it worked. She an egnery and power that she couldn't place, not sure if she enjoyed it or not, but she couldn't controll it."Tost!"

The fighting subsides as the attention, including Faith's, who was understanding what she was saying, as one of the vampire's had his arm wrapped around her neck from behind . Maura, what the fuck are you doin'?

"Ní bheidh tú dochar an Slayer Dark. De réir mo ordú, déanfaidh sí taobh liom. Iontaobhas agus behold, beidh tú ag teitheadh anois a chur in iúl mo Rí." Maura finishes, hoping her plan will work. The vampires stop and look at each other, not exactly sure what to do at first, but one by one they bow out of the warehouse.

They're actually listening to her. As the last vampire retreats, Faith finally lowers her sword and looks back at the doctor with wide, confused and surprised eyes. "You, you're The-"

"We have to go, Faith." Maura grabs the Slayer's hand, dragging her to the van. Maura climbs in the passenger seat and pulls out wires to hotwire the van. She couldn't stop her hands from shaking.

Everything was happening so fast, Faith's adrenaline was running so high that there was no telling that Willow was gonna be occupying her time tonight. She watches the doctor hotwiring the van with amazement. When she first hear of Maura Isles being her sister, she always imagined her being this rich, stuck up, genius woman who just so happend to cut up dead people for a living. Not like she needed the money. But here she was, saving her ass against a bunch of vampires, in the middle of a meeting with their unfortunate mobster father, hotwiring a black van to escape. And she was pretty sure she even saw her stake her vampire. She had to admit, this woman was fucking amazing. When the hell did she take controll of the situation?

She runs on to the driver's side, ready to drive off when they got the chance. She hears a cough and takes a fighting stance with the sword. She glances down and sees Doyle lying on the ground bleeding with a gunshot wound in his chest. "Shit!" She drops down to feel a pulse. Oh thank god. He's alive. She scoop him up bridal style in her arms, heading for the back of her van. "Maura, you're gonna have to drive! I'm taking care of something back here."

The engine revs up, Maura sighs with relief. "No problem." She slides in the driver's seat. After seeing Faith climbing in the back of the van with their father craddled in her arms, Maura pulls off, making sure she isn't being followed. She needed to get back to her Jane..

Meanwhile...

"Do you think Jane's gonna be okay?" Frankie asks for the third time.

Frankie, Dawn and Barry are sitting in the dinning room area at large table, while Willow and Jane worked on the locator spell. Books are scatterd all over the table as the three of them try to research. So far, there was nothing. The two detectives were not enjoying this at all, especially since some of the books weren't even in English.

"Frankie, you need to relax." Dawn insists not even looking up from her book. "Willow's done this spell before." She pauses in thought. "Even though, the last time she did the spell, I got hit with it the bright light." Barry and Frankie look at each other, nervous and on alert, before looking at Dawn.

"Wait, you got hit with it last time? But you're not a Slayer, right?" Barry questions. Actually, that'd be hot. Focus Frost focus. He shakes his head and lowers his book into his lap so he didn't show how hot it really was.

Dawn shakes her head. "No. It was a misunderstanding. I'm something entirely different." She continues to read her book.

"Um, what are you?" Barry asks. He really wanted to know. He really like this girl, eventhough he knows that Frankie likes her as well. Little competition won't hurt.

Dawn bites her lips, hoping that the conversation drops. She has gotten more comfortable with who she is. She even talk about it sometimes with her Cleaveland Crew, especially Faith. But just two guys, two really hot guys and potentially scare them off? "Uh, it's a long story?"

Frankie grins a little, scooting his chair a little closer. "Come on, now you got me curious. And apparently we're gonna be stuck here all night, so that 'it's a long story' excuse is not gonna cut it."

The three of them are cut off with a slam into the wall in the other room. Without a second thought, the three of them jump up and run into the other room. When they rush in, all three of them screech into a halt. Jane tries to get up off the floor. But it's not her struggling that's concerning everyone, it's the red glow that's surrounding her body.

Worried, Frankie tries to move closer to his sister, but Dawn stops him. "Jane? Janie?"

"She's fine." As Dawn holds him back, she looks over to Willow with unsure eyes. "Right?"

Willow, staring at Jane with wide eyes, smiles and nods. "Yeah. It worked."

Jane finally reaches to her feet, not paying any attention to the conversation around her. "What the hell, Rosenburg? Am I the only feeling all tingly and-" She cuts herself off as she looks down and sees her body glowing crimson red. What the hell? She starts to go into a panic, trying to wipe away the glow essence off her body. What's happening?

Willow, noticing her panic, goes over to her and holds down her arms. "Jane? Listen to me." She turns to the trio. "Go get me some water."

Barry heads for the kitchen. "On it."

Wilow rubs Jane's arms to relax her. "Jane? I need you to relax. Everything's fine. The spell worked."

Jane's body shivers and her head snaps up confused. "What the hell do you mean it worked? I'm the one who's-" Oh. She finally realizes and continues slowly."glowing." Her partner comes running back in with the glass of water, spilling some as his hands shakes a little and hands it to Jane. "Thanks." She grumbles while taking a sip. "So what are you sayin'? I'm The Aged Potential?"

Willow sheepishly nods. "Yeah. In fact your body is still glowing."

The front door swings open, as Vince comes in with a few boxes. "Donuts anyone?" He sets the boxes on the coffee table behind Willow and his face drops at the sight of Jane. "Holy hell Janie! You're glowin'. And i'm not talkin' 'bout the motherly kind either."

"No shit, Korsak!" Jane snaps the cup on the table and sits on the couch in frustration. Her runs her fingers through her hair trying to figure somethings out. "So if I'm The Aged Potential, then who are the others. The King, The Queen, The Dark Slayer-"

"The Dark Slayer's Faith." Dawn answers. "But we already knew that. When Giles get here, maybe he'll help us figure out more."

Jane nods, remembering. "Right."

"Dawn, call Angel. Faith was gonna do it, but left and probably forgot. This is an Irish prophecy so maybe he knows something." Willow orders.

"I'm on it." Dawn pulls out her cellphone and stands in the corner.

Frankie slowly moves closer to his sister. He calmed down somewhat but he was still freaked out. He felt like a little boy that couldn't protect his sister. "Janie, are you okay?"

Hearing her brother's childlike voice, she looks over to him seeing the worry all over his face. "I'm fine bro. Really."

Dawn calls over to Willow. "He's not answering his phone."

"Then call Wolfram and Hart. Or call Wes."

Tires screech outside of the house, Frost and Korsak immediately draw their weapons and head to the window. They see the black van outside of the house but they didn't expect to see Maura getting out of the driver's seat heading to the back of the van.

Jane jumps up, drawing her own gun. "What's going on?"

Korsak answers, lowering his gun. "They're back. Maura looks okay, but I think something happend. She was driving the van." Maura opens the back of the van, talking to someone for a minute in a rushed conversation before nodding and running to the door.

Didn't someone else drive them? Willow becomes worried. "Is Faith okay?"

They sees Faith hop of the back of the van with a large bloody body in her arms,quickly following Maura.

"She's fine, but she brought a body back with her." Frost responds. He squints his eyes to get a closer look until the front door busts open.

Maura steps in, with splatered blood on her shirt, tears in her eyes, not exactly looking her best. Her eyes widely scan the room for the face she wants to see. She finally sees it. "Jane." She runs towards her, ignoring everyone else, including Faith and the body in her arms coming up behind her.

Jane lowers her gun as soon as Maura charged through the door. With her name said in the sobbing voice she runs to meet her girl halfway, forgetting about her glowing body, and everyone else. "Maura."

They embrace in each other's arms, and with each other's lips.

A/N: So yesterday afternoon, I wrote this chapter and then watched R&I later that night. So when I watched it and Paddy Doyle got shot in the chest in a warehouse. I was like :O "That's pretty much what I wrote. Creepy..." LOL... Reviews are always welcomed :D...

Translations...I used an online translator so the actual translation amy be off. It's all in Irish.

Mo Deirfiúr- My Sister

Mo banríon, tá sé an onóir a cairde do láithreacht- My queen, it is an honor to grace your presence.

Mo seirbhíseach dílis, ní bheidh mo Rí a bheith sásta.- My faithful servant, my King will not be pleased.

Tost!-Silence!

Ní bheidh tú dochar an Slayer Dark. De réir mo ordú, déanfaidh sí taobh liom. Iontaobhas agus behold, beidh tú ag teitheadh anois a chur in iúl mo Rí.- You will not harm The Dark Slayer. By my command, she shall side with me. Trust and behold, you will now flee to inform my King.