Jane rams her hand against the elevator button. Jane paces back and forth as she waits for the elevator. "Ding! You stupid machine! Ding!" Jane yells at the elevator. Jane starts to press the button indicating down with extreme gusto and maddening intensity. "Come on! Come on!" Jane punches the button. Jane groans in pain. "You good for noth- Stairs!" Jane turns towards the staircases in a moment of epiphany.
Jane starts her journey down the flights of stairs. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Jane internally calls. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Jane internally chants with each taken step. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Jane mentally repeats with each pant. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Oh good lord! How many flights of staircases does a building need! Jane skips a step. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Hurry! Hurry! Move Rizzoli! Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Please be alright. Maura. Please be alright. Maura. Please be alright. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Jane tries to even her breathing. Maura. Maura. Maura. This can't be happening, I won, I won. Hoyt's gone. "Maura I'm coming!" Jane shouts as she pauses to breathe. This can't be happening. This can't be happening. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Jane's hand slides along the railing; her hand is close to blistering. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Jane can hear her heart beating loudly and can feel it thumping hard against her chest. Calm down, Jane tells herself. I am calm! It's my imagination that isn't! Jane jumps past three steps. Why are there so many steps! Maura! Jane calls out mentally to herself. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. She jumps past four steps. I'm coming Maura. I'm coming. Please be okay. Hoyt can't win. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura? Jane starts to feel her legs go weak. Her feet are sore and she is hyperventilating. Oh god. Maura? Maura? Jane takes in a deep breath. I'm coming. Maura, I'm coming. Jane tries for air. I won Hoyt, I won. Jane starts crying. Maura. Maura. Maura. Jane goes down two by two. Whilst her tears make the stairs look blurry. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Jane repeats her name in her mind. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Jane grips onto the railing; she nearly tripped. Maura. Just a couple more I promise. I'm coming, Maura. Maura. Maura. Mau- urgh. Jane groans as she picks herself up from the floor. She missed three. Her ankle feels funny. Just two more floors, just two more, Jane tells herself, as she tries to breathe. We're just five floors apart and I'm coming. Maura I'm coming. Jane hurries herself down more steps. Maura I'm coming. I'm coming. Hoyt can't win. I won. I win. I win. Maura. I won. Maura. Maura. Maura. I won. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. Maura. I won. Maura. Jane leans against the stairwell door. Finally. Maura.
"Maura! Maura?" Jane calls out for Maura as she runs down the corridor.
Jane turns the corner and bursts past the swinging doors.
Bodies are lying on the autopsy tables, but there's no medical examiner. Jane panics inside. "Maura?" Jane yells her name.
Jane turns towards Maura's office.
Maura's not in her chair. "Maura!" There's no one there. There's no one in this godforsaken pla- Oh.
Jane kneels before the sleeping figure on the sofa chair. "Maura," Jane smiles, relieved, "Maura," Jane brings Maura into an embrace, "Maura?" Jane calls as she looks to Maura.
Maura's not responding.
"Maura?" Jane's voice went an octave too high. "Maura?' Jane feels the room spin. "Maura?" Jane calls again, with her arms around her best friend, "Maura," Jane utters her name, "I won. I won. I won Maura," Jane feels for a pulse with a shaky hand – there's a weak one throbbing along Maura's neck; Jane exhales as tears flow from her eyes. "You're going to be okay Maura," Jane holds Maura close to her chest and kisses the top of Maura's head, "I've got your back. I've got your back. You're going to be okay Maura. You're going to be okay. I won."
A/N: Hi there, thank you, for the time~
If you're reading this a/n, well, really truly, thank you for the time. I like sending characters down staircases. Albeit it being a little disconcerting to write. Hope it was alright~ Hahaha.