(Was going to be a sequel but now decided to make it into a 3 chapter story… if you have any ideas for a pairing… let me know)

4 days later:

Maura had trouble sleeping since the trouble in Autopsy, Jane was growing increasingly worried since Maura looked like shit, that's the thing when it comes to killing… it's hard to forget the first time, Jane knew from experience what it felt like when she first shot a suspect.

Maura opened the door one day to find Jane standing there "Hey Maura" Jane greeted and Maura smiled "Hey" she replied, Jane took in Maura's appearance and sighed sadly, Maura was in track suit bottoms and a crinkled shirt.

"Maura… this needs to end" Jane entered the apartment and Maura closed the door before heading back to her place on the couch.

"Jane… I'm fine" Maura replied casually.

"You're not fine… you look like shit!" Jane's voice was hard and Maura winced at the tone "When was the last time you slept?" Jane asked worried.

"I slept last night" Maura replied crossing her arms with a light smile which never reached her eyes.

Jane nodded "And how long for?" Maura's smile faded and tears slid down her cheeks.

"I can't…" she gulped back the puke making its way up "…all I see when I close my eyes is him" Jane pulled Maura into a hug and held her as she sobbed into Jane's shoulder.

As the hours passed by, Maura fell into a troubled sleep whilst Jane watched over her with a worried expression.

"Jane" Maura whispered and Jane closed her eyes at the sound of her friends pained voice.

The sound of knocking on the door drew Jane's attention, getting to her feet she went to answer the door, everything remained quiet until there was a loud 'thud'

Maura woke up with a gasp from the loud noise "Jane" she called out worriedly.

There was no reply.

"Jane!" she called louder becoming more anxious as she got to her feet and headed to the door hoping to see Jane standing their ok.

Maura turned the corner and stopped dead in her tracks at the sight before her, Jane was chained to the door, blood pooling at her feet, standing before her was Carlson, his eyes grey, skin pale… the bullet wound in his head that Maura caused, in his hands was a bloodied scalpel, a sickening smirk on his face as he looked to Jane then back to her "Look what you've done" his laughter filled the air as she cried hard looking at her friends body… suddenly everything became darker around her and she was thrown off her feet.

Maura woke up with a gasp of air as panic filled her every being when Jane was not there, Jane bolted into the room to see Maura covered in sweat and tears pouring like a waterfall from her eyes, upon seeing Jane standing there Maura jumped from her seat and hugged Jane like her life depended on it, Jane hugged back with equal force, well almost equal… Maura was hugging her so tight that she was cutting off Jane's air supply.

"Maura… Can't… Breath" Jane gasped out as Maura loosened her tight grip enough for the detective to breathe.

"Jane" Maura whispered and Jane hummed in response "its ok Maura… I'm here"

Jane put Maura into her bed and watched over her for the night, she was becoming increasingly more worried for her friend: she was not showing any signs of improving.

Time will only tell.

(Hope you enjoyed this part, please tell me what you would like to see for the final chapter)

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