A/N: I know I had this listed as tragedy but I decided to change it to hurt/comfort. Just please stick with me on this story :) I promise it will be worth it in the end xxxx

"Janie, there's been an accident. It's, it's, M-"

Barely above a whisper, the name that sounded sweeter than sugar to Jane slipped from her mouth.

"Maura."

Chapter 2

The ride to the scene of the accident was a complete blur for Jane, she couldn't remember any of it. She couldn't seem to remember grabbing her wallet, badge, and car keys from the kitchen counter and practically flying over the steps of her apartment to her car. She didn't give any thought to the fact that she was in a pair of sweatpants and a cotton t-shirt without a bra. She couldn't remember the drive which usually would have taken her five minutes but tonight took two. The tears that silently fell came as a surprise because Jane wasn't even making any sobbing sounds.

The next thing Jane remembered seeing was the soft, golden curls of Maura's hair draped over what was left of the front hood of her Prius. She remembered hearing a scream when she saw Maura but she didn't realize it was her own. She could feel arms around her, trying to keep her from getting any closer to the gory exhibition.

Jane's head immediately filled with reassurances and explanations for herself. This isn't real. It's either a dream or someone that looks like Maura. She pinched herself on the arm to see if she could wake herself up, so sure that this could not be happening. The pinch was so hard that it broke skin and she saw blood. No. No, it's not Maura. I have to get closer to make sure. That's not her.

Struggling to break away from the arms that held her back, she screamed even more.

"Janie, you can't go up there. Stay here," Frankie attempted to keep his older sister away from the mess.

"Frankie, it's not her. I need to show you. It's not Maura. It can't be."

"They found her wallet in there, Janie. It's Maura," Frankie's heart started to break at the sight of the distraught woman in his arms.

"But if it's her, I need to be with her. I love her, Frankie."

Upon hearing the confession of love from Jane, Frankie let her go to Maura. Jane slowly walked up to the car, taking in the whole scene. Maura's car was halfway in the ditch, the entire front and left side was smashed in. The other car rested about fifteen feet away and it was upside down. Glass, blood, and dirt covered the road. Jane noticed that she couldn't see any other victims anywhere. When she finally reached Maura, she could see that the upper half of her body was on what remained of the hood of the car. Her head pointed towards Jane with her hair covering most of her head.

The tears wouldn't stop flowing from Jane's eyes. It looked as though there was too much blood surrounding Maura to have come from such a tiny person. Maura's face looked lifeless and all Jane wanted to do was touch her. She listened to her better judgement though and kept her hands to herself. All around her firefighters and EMT's were working on pulling Maura free from the car. Jane looked to the lower half of her body and saw that her waist and legs were stuck between the steering wheel and the driver's seat. Her seatbelt broke due to the force of the impact.

As Jane fearfully studied Maura, she saw the sudden rise and fall of her back. She was breathing. Maura was still with her.

Jane cried out, "Maura".

Suddenly, Jane snapped back into her own body and felt the tears flowing. She let out a sob that had been trying to escape for the past ten minutes. The only thing that mattered was that Maura was still breathing. There was hope. And Maura needed Jane in order to keep fighting.

"Maura, it's me. It's Jane. I'm right here. You're okay. I promise you're going to be okay."

At the sound of Jane's soothing, raspy voice, Maura's eyes fluttered open. Jane's heart warmed at the sight of the hazel eyes that always make her feel safe. A desperate cry left Maura's mouth.

"Jane."

"Yes, baby. It's me, I'm right here with you. You're okay, Maura. I'm not leaving you."

Jane knew that she couldn't be sure if Maura would be okay. But she refused to let herself and Maura think otherwise. She needed Maura. Maura needed her. They just started this new chapter of their lives and it wasn't fair that they might not get the time to enjoy it. But Jane knew that life wasn't always fair.

Jane's thoughts were so clamorous in her head that she barely heard the murmur from Maura.

"I love you."

Jane didn't think it was possible to do so but she cried even harder. Her sobs turned into wails as she realized Maura was preparing to say goodbye. Jane tried to will all the musings of goodbye away.

"No, Maura. You can't do this, you aren't leaving. You're going to stay with me and we're going to grow old together. Don't you dare say goodbye to me."

The people attempting to free Maura were getting closer to Jane, threatening to push her away. They were so close to getting Maura out of the wreck and Jane was terrified for what would happen when she became free. Maura was just as scared because she whispered to Jane again as tears fell from her eyes.

"I love you, Jane Rizzoli."

"I love you too, Maura Isles. But you are not leaving. Do you understand me? You're going to be okay."

Before the medical personnel could get to Maura, Jane placed a kiss on Maura's lips. She stepped back so they could release her from the car and rush her to the ambulance. All the while, Jane continued to speak to Maura to remind her that she would never leave.

"I'm still right here, Maura. You're going to be okay. They're going to take care of you."

When Maura was lifted out of the car, Jane saw her eyes slap shut. She was terrified that she would never be able to see the comfort of those warm, hazel eyes ever again. The only sounds she could hear now were the calls from the paramedics.

"Her pulse is threading out, she's going unconscious."

Jane followed them to the ambulance, flashed her badge and told them she was the girlfriend of the woman. They let her in and rushed Maura's almost lifeless body to Mass General Hospital. The last words Jane heard were the ones she never wanted to hear.

"She has no pulse."

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