Chapter 09
The first thing Jane felt was the start of a headache. She groaned a bit and turned her head to the side. She opened her eyes slowly and let them wander through the room. Then all of a sudden it hit her and she remembered earlier events. Her heart and her breathing were going like crazy all of a sudden. Not again. Please not again.
Maura moved from the darkness and toward Jane. She smiled down at her and for the first time since seeing Maura in college, her eyes looked crazy again. She stepped up to the bed and sat down on the edge.
"Oh Jane...you made me do this...you made me..." she said carefully, and her voice trembled.
Jane locked eyes with her.
"Maura please...you can't do this to me again. Please I am begging you. I've never hurt you, I never did. Please." Jane sounded truly desperate.
"You were getting better, weren't you? This is such a huge step back. Please don't make the same mistake again." Jane said.
Maura flinched.
"They will not stop Jane! They won't stop. I can make them stop if you are gone...I want you gone," she growled and trembled slightly. Maura was losing herself and she blamed Jane.
"You made them come back!" She finally yelled and got into her face.
Jane now visibly flinched back as Maura got back. She shook her head.
"I didn't do anything Maura. I didn't." She whispered and looked in her eyes.
"Let me go and you will never see me again, I promise. You won't have to deal with me again... " The brunette whispered.
Maura hit her hard in the face.
"Shut up!" She yelled and moved from the bed. She walked over to a dresser and pulled out a knife. She tapped it against her fingertip, looking at Jane. Her eyes were dark and her body trembled a little as she walked back over to Jane.
"You living has always caused me problems. I should have never let you live..."
The panic was back in Jane's eyes like two years ago. She screamed and pulled on her restraints, afraid to get killed. Maura had threatened her over and over again that she was going to kill her.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me...please don't." Jane then begged Maura as tears welled up in her eyes.
Maura aimed the knife downward and slammed it into Jane's leg. The pain was instant. She licked her lips and pulled out another knife. She walked around the bed and stood over Jane, watching the horror in her face, listening to her screams that silenced the voice.
Jane screamed and pulled on her restraints even harder. The pain was numbing her mind for a moment. She felt the warm blood running out of her leg.
"Look at me...Maura! Please don't kill me, oh god please don't. I am sorry for...upsetting you. Please don't kill me. Please." Jane begged her, tears running over her cheeks.
Maura smiled and her eyes were gone. She wasn't really there. Jane saw her life passing before her eyes. She looked at Jane's leg as the knife was in it, bleeding. She then laughed and reached over to grab the knife in Jane's leg. She twisted it and looked over at Jane.
Jane screamed in pain again, more blood gushing out of her leg, soaking the sheet underneath her, as well as her pants. She breathed heavily and a faint layer of sweat appeared on her forehead and her face turned pale.
Jane closed her eyes, screwing up her pretty face in pain. This was a nightmare. She would die here...totured to death and wouldn't be able to see Casey anymore.
Maura closed her eyes as Jane screamed again and the voices were silenced. By the time that Jane was done screaming and would open her eyes, Maura would be gone from the room. Jane was stuck alone and in pain, but left with a determination to live.
Jane was breathing heavily and was glad that Maura had left. She sat herself up a bit on the bed and looked down to her leg. She screwed up her face and then pulled on the restraints again, but it was no use.
Jane lied back down and stared at the ceiling, not moving at all and especially not her leg. She needed to convince Maura to let her go and let her live but how?
An hour later Maura came back in and she held a syringe in her hands. Her eyes gleaming with need for the other woman. She walked over, stood at the side of the bed and then pulled the knife out. She then injected Jane's leg with a pain killer.
"I want you to last a while...Jane love..."
Jane looked at Maura and could feel her leg going numb and the pains she had been feeling were gone. She looked paler since Maura had left her. Jane sat up a bit, leaning against the headboard of the bed.
"You're in medical school Maura...please, take care of my leg. I...I..don't want it to have permanent damage. I..I..wanna go to police academy after College...please Maura." Jane said to her begging.
"I didn't stab you in a place where you would have damage Jane," she growled and touched the bloody knife to her chin as she looked at Jane. She smiled and her left eye twitched. She breathed deeper.
"I want you to die...but only after I say soo, not before..."
"Maura please...don't kill me." Jane whispered and looked in her eyes.
"I..I'll stay with you, okay? Just don't kill me..." She begged her.
"Can..can I have something to drink, please?" She asked her. "And maybe food? Please, Maura." Jane said. She hated to have her life in Maura's hands. Maura had all the control and she knew that.
Maura considered Jane's words and sighed. She shrugged and leaned over, releasing one of Jane's arms and then handing her over a glass of water.
"That's not really what I want anymore," she said. When she had been taking her medications, she had wanted Jane...now, without them and the voices consuming her thoughts, she just wanted Jane to die. She wanted the voices to stop. She twitched once again.
Jane drank the whole glass of water before she handed it back to Maura. "Thank you." Jane said and looked in her eyes.
"Can you untie my other hand too? It's not like I can run away..." Jane said matter of factly.
Maura stared at her for a moment and swallowed. Then she walked over to the other side of the bed, keeping the bloody knife in Jane's view as she untied her other hand. Maura was easily manipulated in her current state. She stood back and watched the other girl. Maura swayed a bit and smiled darkly.
"No...I guess you can't."
Jane looked down at her leg again and then at Maura. She rubbed her wrists and locked eyes with her. She thought of something to say and figured that angering Maura wasn't something that she should do, not if she wanted to live.
"You...you look pretty Maura. I am glad you...went back to blonde. It suits you better." Jane said carefully.
Maura wrinkled her nose slightly and looked away from Jane.
"My mother didn't like it dark..." she said and moved over to a dresser and set the knife down. She had her back to Jane for a moment before she turned around and narrowed her eyes at her.
"I know what you are doing and it won't work. I won't let you leave this house alive..."
"What will change in your life after you've killed me? You still will be lonely. My death does nothing to you." Jane said and looked in her eyes.
"You will go to jail for this for the rest of your life or they put you back in the mental institution, is that what you want?" Jane asked. She reached over and covered Maura's hand with her own.
Maura pulled her hand away quickly and stared at her. Her chest rose and fell heavily.
"They will stop," she said and shuddered. "The voices will stop..." she said and Jane saw bottle after bottle on the floor next to the open closet door. Maura had stopped taking her medication for weeks now.
"But the voices...aren't real, Maura. I am real. My voice is real, not theirs." Jane whispered.
"You have to take your medications and that will make the voices stop. It's not bad taking medications as long as they are helping right? The Doctor prescribed them to you so you'd get better, he wouldn't have done it if they weren't helping." Jane said. "Take your pills Maura."
"NO! I will not take them! I don't like them! I hate them! I won't take them! You can't make me! He can't make me! They can't make me! I won't take them! I WON"T! I WON'T," she screamed and got back into Jane's face again. She moved her hands around Jane's throat. "You. Will. Not. Make. Me."
Jane brought her hands immediately to Maura's wrists and held onto them as her hands were on her throat. Jane shook her head.
"I won't..." She choked out. Jane felt like crying. She just wanted to get outta here. "Please...I won't make you. I promise."
Maura screamed down at Jane and her fingers curled tightly around her throat. She breathed heavily and then released her. She looked down at Jane and shook her head.
"You don't care! You don't care! Why should I care about you if you don't care! You will die Jane Rizzoli and they will leave me alone...that's is all that I want!" She reached for a nearby knife and held it firmly in her hands above Jane's chest.
Jane shook her head, looking at her begging again.
"Please don't Maura...please I didn't mean to anger you. Please drop the knife...I care about you. I do... Last time I promised you I'd visit you in the institution and I did...I did...I held my word. For that...please dont kill me...please."
Maura dropped the knife to Jane's throat and her eyes bored into her. Maura's heart was in her chest. She smirked darkly.
"That isn't enough...I want you to die. that's all that I want! Understand?!" She lifted the knife again and as Jane saw it start to come down, Maura's body jerked and she fell off to the side and to the floor. Her body violently trembled on the floor as the blood started to seep through the front of her shirt. Men started to swarm into the room.
Jane screamed as she heard the shot. Her heart was beating like crazy in her chest. She looked down on the ground, seeing Maura's shirt slowly starting to get soaked with her own blood. Jane was in shock and could only stare.
"Help her!" She then yelled. Men moved toward Jane and Maura.
Almost thirty minutes later, Jane was lifted into an ambulance as Maura was into another one. Casey raced from her car toward Jane, crying out for her. She was helped into the back of the vehicle and she was instantly kissing all over Jane's face.
Jane was still in shock and barely registered as Casey was there. It took her a while before she gave her her attention. Jane worked up a sad smile. She knew Casey wouldn't let her die. She knew even though a person had to be missing for hours before the cops did something had its advantages. Maybe it was the fact that Casey's father was a cop.
„I knew you wouldn't let me die." Jane whispered and passed out the next moment.
When Jane regained consciousness she was lying in a hospital bed, her leg in a cast and an IV bag connected to her arm. She saw Casey and smiled at her.
„Hey." She whispered.
Casey pushed away from the wall that she had been leaning on and moved forward. She took Jane's hand.
"Hey. You are going to be just fine, in case you are wondering," she said with a smirk and brought her hand to her lips and kissed it.
So Maura had not lied. She hadn't damaged something important in her leg so she would be disabled or something. Jane looked at her relieved.
"Thanks." She looked in her eyes. "How's Maura?" Jane then wanted to know.
Casey looked confused for a moment at Jane asking about Maura. She folded her arms across her chest and frowned.
"I don't know why you care...but, she didn't make it out of surgery..."
"She...she is dead?" Jane asked in disbelief.
"Are you...are you sure?" She asked her. The news obviously shocked Jane and affected her more than it should.
"Yeah, I am sure," she said and held Jane's hand in hers firmly. She stepped forward and kissed her cheek.
"Is there anything that you need? Anything that I can get you?"
Jane, still shocked about the news, looked at Casey or rather through her.
"I uh...am thirsty but I don't want water...can you get me juice?" Jane asked her and let a hand run over her face.
"That is definitely not a problem," she said, kissed Jane again and then let her hand go. She pulled back, smiled and then turned around and headed out the door.
She knew she should never have lied...but Maura had caused so much trouble already. She moved down the hall, then to the elevator, but stopped by another room before heading to the cafeteria.
Maura was in critical condition and unconscious. Casey stared at her and then moved away, hearing the beeping of the machines getting quieter and quieter as further she walked away. She never wanted to see her again.
THE END