AN: Sorry for not updating lately, I have had wisdom teeth surgery and my sister got out of rehab and is at my house for the moment. I hope this was well worth the wait. Thank you so much for the support and reviews! Enjoy!

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Jane pressed herself up against the bars, waiting for Maura. She closed her eyes. Throughout the last couple of weeks, Jane began to figure out what Maura was wearing just by the sound of the echoes. Today, it was the sound of heavy clacks, the blonde was wearing steel toed combat boots. She was correct as the beautiful woman rounded the corner with a grin. Maura playfully wiggled the keys as she advanced towards Jane.

"Aye, baby girl." Jane ruffed out, wrapping her arms around Maura's hips.

"Hello, Jane." She smiled, scooting fully against the bars and placing a kiss on soft lips.

The brunette pulled back slowly "I will never get tired of that."

"Good, now come out and play." Maura laughed.

"Play? Hmm. I like to play." Jane chuckled when the lock clicked open.

She didn't step out, instead she pulled Maura in and pressed her up against the wall. The blonde squealed but accepted the connection of their lips. They have not seen each other for a few days due to Maura's new prisoner, and Jane had been waiting for what felt like years. Hands hungrily reached out to the body in front of them. Maura's touch sent shivers down Jane's spine, coaxing out a small moan. Jane's tongue slowly licked over the blonde's bottom lip, asking permission to claim her prize. Permission granted. Their tongues danced together in an elegant way. The kiss was slow, and passionate. Their bodies otherwise told another story. Hands slid up and down both bodies, aching for more. Maura parted slowly, keeping her forehead against Jane's.

"I will never get tired of that." She copied Jane's words from earlier.

"Good, now let's go out and play." Jane pulled Maura away from the white brick wall.

"Jane, wait." Maura pulled her back into a searing kiss. It was full of need. It was unlike any other kiss that she had experienced. Electricity ran through both of them. They knew that this some how meant that they were meant to be. That they loved each other but haven't said it. There was no need to. Maura pushed the brunette down onto the cot, straddling her hips. She looked down into dark eyes. "I-..." She was cut off by Jane's kiss. Fingers weaved through blonde waves of pure bliss. She was in pure Maura heaven. She didn't know what the woman above was trying to say, and at the moment she didn't care. All she wanted to do was feel her, love her, be with her every second. Maura pulled away panting.

"Jane, there is something I need to tell you." Her eyes filled with salty tears.

This did not go unnoticed by the ex detective, "What is it, baby?" There was a new gentleness in Jane's voice, it surprised Maura. A small smile turned upright on pink lips, but the tears flowed effortlessly. "It's about your trial." She whispered, closing her eyes.

"What about my trial?" Furrowed eye brows painted her face.

"It's tomorrow."

"I know it is." Jane softly caressed the smooth face in front of her.

"I'm scared, Jane." More tears rolled down her face. Jane sat up, stroking the tears away with her thumb. "You listen to me, Maura." Jane began, "I will never leave your side. I fucking swear it. I would go through hell to see you, to be with you even for a second. I would rather burn alive than to be without you. You are my air, you are the reason I have any life in me any more. If I die, I swear to God, Maura I will watch you every damn day. You will never lose me."

Maura fell apart, her emotions got the best of her. She never expected to fall in love with Jane, let alone a prisoner. But this woman, this woman was so different. She was down to earth, and beautiful. She was protective, independent, everything Maura had looked for in a partner. Sure, she wasn't expecting to fall for a woman, but she did. She felt lucky. She had Jane. Hazel eyes gazed at Jane, who also had a tear in her eye. But of course, being a strong woman, she refused to cry. Maura threw her arms around Jane's neck, pulling her into a tight hug. "Can we play now?" Jane whispered, stroking the blonde's hair.

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"Jane Rizzoli," he called out, "please rise." The judge was stern, he looked much like Korsak. Jane tried her best to refrain from smiling at him. Doing as told, she stood up to face him. "You are charged with the murder of two officers, as well as gang activity. Is this correct?" The brunette nodded her head. "You do understand the punishments for these crimes. Is this correct?" Jane shook her head no. "The punishment is life in prison, or death." Maura who was in the court looked down at the floor. She couldn't bare the thought of a death sentence. The trial went on for days, yet the jury looked confined to one answer. Guilty.

The judge summoned Jane for her sentence. "Jane Rizzoli, please rise." Once again, Jane did as the was told out of respect. "The jury's verdict," Jane closed her eyes, "guilty, with the sentence of the death penalty." His gavel slammed down, echoing through the small room. "No!" Maura burst out in tears, and ran out of the court room, not bothering to look back at the brunette. Jane held her ground with pride and accepted the handcuffs back onto her wrist. If she was going to die, she was going to die with honor. "I have one thing to say." Jane stopped, her back facing the judge and glaring at the jury. "You prudes may think you know shit, but you know nothin'. You know nothin' about any body, you don't even know your God damn selves. Ya'll are fucking sick ass people. Go to hell, all of you." Jane faced the judge now, "That is all." The court was now in an uproar.

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Meanwhile Maura was sitting on Jane's old cot. Her face was bright red from the tears. She did not look attractive right now, and she didn't care. The only person she has ever truly loved was going to die. She herself felt guilty. Guilty for not giving Jane everything she could. She would have made love to that woman, right there on the cot if the brunette wanted to. Maura was falling apart. Pulling herself back together, she wiped the tears and stood up. Now, she was rather pissed. She locked the familiar cell, only to turn to another guard behind her. She too had blonde hair, but it was much darker than Maura's.

"Crying over a waste of life there, Maura?"

"You shut up right now, Jen! You- you..." Maura was so angry she couldn't think of the word.

"You what, Maura?" Jen now stood in front of the angry blonde's face.

"YOU BITCH!" Jen was taken aback. She had never heard Maura like that, ever.

Whatever that prisoner did to her, she was glad that she was going. "Well then," Jen walked away. "I am glad that prisoner is away from you now. She was no good for you." Maura had enough. She charged after the much taller woman, yanking back the long ponytail, pulling her to the ground. Memories of Jane flooded her mind as she straddled the woman below. She remembered the fierce look in the brown eyes as hands made blow after blow on the Spanish prisoner. Subconsciously, Maura repeated the movements. It wasn't until there were cheers from the inmates that Maura looked down to a bloody face. Quickly she got off and ran to the death row, where Jane would be waiting for the next hour.

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Jane stared emotionless at a wall. She was not thinking of anything, and rarely blinked. She was too numb to even feel. She decided to fiddle with her hands. Her first thought in a while hit her. Jane remembered how Maura's soft delicate skin felt under those hands. She brought them up to her face. She closed her eyes, trying to bring the feel of the blonde in her hands. It was useless. She was angry, but kept her eyes shut. This time she wanted to recall the exciting sound of Maura making her way to her. The sound of the boots went through her head. She smiled. How she wished she would open her eyes and see the woman round the corner. Except, it actually happened.

"Jane!" Maura screamed for her, running down the hall. Jane's head shot up, she immediately ran to the bars. "Maura?!" Just as the name slipped from her lips, arms shot around her neck pulling her close. Maura leaned as close as she could against the bars and captured Jane's lips. It was filled with grief, and the emotions were out of control in the both of them. Jane broke away first, but stayed put.

"Maur..."

"Jane, I am so sorry." The tears could not stop.

Long slender fingers wrapped around her hands, deep chocolate eyes focusing on her.

"Hey, hey, it's okay. I will always be with you, Princess."

"No, Jane! You don't get it!" Maura let go and stepped back.

"Don't get what, Maura?! Please don't fight with me right now. Please." Jane pleaded.

"You don't understand what you mean to me, Jane!"

"Then tell me, Maur, tell me."

Maura took a deep breath and approached Jane once again, "I-"

"Jane Rizzoli." A voice interrupted her. Some man dressed in a black suit approached the two women. "I am here to fetch you for-" He sighed. "You know why I am here." Jane gave Maura a look unlike any other. Fear. Jane was scared, but through this fear she nodded. The cell unlocked, he wrapped a strong hand around her arm. Maura was paralyzed, she couldn't move. She couldn't believe what was happening, Jane was walking to her death. She stared as Jane was being hauled away; she also heard Jane yell, and watched as the brunette ripped away from the man and ran towards her. She collided into Maura, kissing her deeply. This is the first time they exposed their relationship to anyone. Yet, the man did not move. He watched in awe over this hidden affair. The two women were beautiful together. Jane pressed her forehead against Maura's and closed her eyes, taking in the sweet scent of the one she loved for the last time.

"I will never leave your side. I swear. I would go through hell to see you, to be with you even for a second. I would rather burn alive than to be without you," Jane's voice began to crack. "You are my air, you are the reason I had life. I swear to God, Maura I will watch you every damn day. You will never lose me."

With those last words, Jane and Maura were both ripped away. Jen having a strong hold on the blonde, and the man pulling on Jane. Maura screamed in agony, immediately collapsing onto the ground. Jane rounded the final corner and disappeared. "Few," Jen sighed. "Glad she's gone now." That did it. Maura reached for her gun that was placed neatly by her hip in the black leather holster. "You get me to Jane right now!" Her tone was sharp, startling the taller woman. Maura pressed the gun to the woman's side, making it click to prove it was loaded. She was not going to let Jane die, not yet. "Did you hear me, you bitch?" She spat out, the blonde was pissed out of her mind. She would do anything to get to Jane. When Jen did not move, Maura had one of two options. Her mind didn't process, or even rationalize, she just pulled the trigger and watched Jen fall to the ground in one swift motion. Without a care, she simple stepped over the body to run after Jane.

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Jane heard the gun fire. It made her jump. She could only hope that Maura was okay. As of now, all she knew is that she was minutes from death; that she was going to be put down like an old dog. "I will not cry." She repeated to herself. Her life seemingly flashed before her eyes in a blur. It was like she couldn't remember any of it, only Maura. Only the woman she loved so dearly, the one she never even said "I love you" to. Jane kicked herself for this. "Damn it, Rizzoli, you fucking dumbass. You're going to die and you never even said I love you." Just then another shot rang out, looking to her right the man fell to the floor. Alarms went off. Maura ran towards Jane, and kissed her quickly before pulling her out the emergency exit towards an unknown car.

"M- Maura?! What the fuck?!" Jane yelled, puzzled about what just happened.

"Run now, talk later." The blonde was panting by the time they reached the dark blue prius. It obviously was Maura's personal car that was not registered to the force. Great, so she is a pretty damn good genius. "Radio?" The calm voice broke the silence. Jane nodded. Maura slowly turned up the volume. The brunette was stunned at the sound of classical music. Of course. The escape went easier than Maura had planned, though she did not let her guard down. Jane was amazed by the beautiful big white house, absolutely stunning. Maura shifted the car into park, getting out quickly. "Come." She motioned to Jane, who quickly followed. Once inside Jane slammed against the door, sinking down to the cherry wood floors. She raised her cuffed hands to her face and sighed.