Jane and Maura both were giving up hope on ever being reunited; Jane had thought for sure that by now that bastard, Hoyt had killed her beloved wife. Maura had been beaten to a bloody pulp but she still wouldn't give up on life or on Jane. Hoyt had beaten her every single day, slapping her, punching her, taking away her life force, her will to open her eyes day after day. Jane was what kept her going, knowing that Jane would never be the same if she didn't come back; Maura kept fighting at all costs. The doctor knew that at some point Jane would find her or as part of his sick plan Hoyt would send her back. She didn't know what Hoyt was planning but she was worried; she was scared that something was going to happen to Jane and maybe at her hand. She remembered Hoyt sticking her with something every day but he would never tell her what it was. Her memory of most of what had happened in the time she was in Hoyt's captivity was hazy at best; she remembered only bits and pieces of the time. Could that drug have been something to alter my memory? She thought.
Sure enough, Hoyt returned to her after what only felt like a long time to Maura and picked her up, throwing her in the back of a vehicle. Maura couldn't see because he had once again blind folded her so she had no idea where they were. Hoyt was wise to the tricks that Jane had taught Maura if something were to ever happen to her. He knew that Maura would first look at her surroundings, anything that could tell her where they might be and then she would look at road signs; he made sure that she could see nothing but the insides of her eye lids.
"Do what I trained you to do my little slave," Hoyt whispered in her ear as he laid her down in something that seemed cold. Maura soon realized that she was lying near some sort of water as she was being splashed every few minutes, indicating a high tide. It was evening time in Boston which told Maura that Jane would soon be getting off work and she may end up staying in the water over night if someone didn't find her soon.
"Please Jane… please come find me sweetie…" she whispered in hopes that by some cosmic miracle Jane would figure out where she was and come rescue her from the hell that had become her life.
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