After Maura had calmed down somewhat, Jane proposed they get some rest and look at things in the morning when they were both fresh enough to think rationally. Or at least Jane would be. The taller girl doubted Maura would really know what to do. It appeared she seemed scared of her father. Maybe not completely terrified, but scared enough that she wouldn't dare to stand up to him. Unless she was full of emotions like last night.

Jane had taken her place on the couch while Maura slept in her bed. She didn't really use the other room as a bedroom. It didn't really serve a purpose. She just kept all the stuff she didn't really use in there. Jane wasn't surprised when she was the first one to wake up and she figured she might as well do a breakfast run. She would cook them something, but she didn't really have anything in the fridge and she wasn't really a great cook anyway.

She was back ten minutes later and the silence she was met with told her that Maura was still asleep. Deciding to check on the other girl, she quickly peeked inside her bedroom. The sight brought a smile to her face and she couldn't help but take a little longer than necessary. Maura was lying on her stomach, her arms wrapped around her pillow. Her blonde hair was splayed across her face and pillow and the sunlight that was streaming in cast a sort of golden glow around her. She looked absolutely beautiful. Shaking her head to banish these thoughts out of her head, Jane silently closed the door. She might as well dig into her own breakfast. No point in waiting on Maura to wake up. She needed as much sleep as she could get anyway.

While she was waiting, Jane grabbed her laptop. She had been wondering about something Maura had said last night. She visited different cities to perform, so that meant she should be somewhat known right? Typing in the blonde's name, Jane was met with various pictures of Maura on stage, walking outside, grabbing a drink or something to eat. Looked like some people knew who she was. So why was she performing in a café? Jane took her time, trying to find out as much as she could about the other girl. She was only a couple of months younger than Jane, working with her father, originally from Boston, but moved to L.A. when she was three years old. Probably to get her ready for her career, Jane mused. She never understood why parents would use their kids like this. Why not ask them what they want and support that? And if they do indeed want a life of fame, then don't butt in.

"Not all of that is true you know." Jane whipped around, looking like a dear caught in the headlights. Maura chuckled, wiping the sleep from her eyes. It was a cute sight.

"Sorry. I was just following up on something you said yesterday. Looks like you're pretty famous. How come I've never heard of you before?" The blonde shrugged, hiding her yawn behind her hand.

"I'm more known in L.A. And I wouldn't say I'm famous. The paparazzi takes pictures of anyone who can sing these days. In case we do get famous and they get to say they discovered us." Maura sat down next to Jane, her eyes scanning the article the taller girl was reading.

"Did you see anything about last night? Normally they're on top of it." Jane shook her head, closing her laptop and placing it down next to her.

"No, nothing about last night." The taller girl took a good look at the blonde. "You sleep okay?" Maura shrugged, running a hand through her hair.

"Okay I guess. I couldn't really get to sleep. But I guess I did fall asleep at some point." She smiled at Jane, before wrinkling her nose. "I smell coffee."

Jane chuckled, reaching out for Maura's coffee. It was still warm fortunately. Maura took it gratefully, taking a sip and moaning in delight. The two were silent for a moment, both lost in their own thoughts. After a moment Jane spoke up.

"I know someone who could take a look at your contract if you want? Maybe there's something in there that could get you out of it." Maura nodded absentmindedly.

"I don't have my contract on me though Jane. It's with my father."

"Oh."

Jane sounded dejected. She had been thinking about this all night. She was sure it could help Maura. But you couldn't go over a contract without said contract present. The blonde reached out a hand, squeezing Jane's arm.

"It's okay. I appreciate you trying to help me, but I don't think anyone can. I just have to go back to Arthur and finish this year. After that I'm free to do as I please. It's only four more months Jane." The taller girl shook her head, getting up from her spot on the couch.

"I don't care. After what I saw last night you shouldn't spend another second in his presence. He doesn't even treat you with respect, he only sees you as someone who makes money for him. You're his daughter for Christ's sake! He should listen to what you want, not make you do what he wants!" Jane's voice rose with every word she said and she was almost screaming at the end of it.

"Jane, I don't have a choice. You don't understand. If I break the contract I have to pay him. And I don't have that kind of money. I'm in no position to make any demands." But Jane wouldn't accept that. There was no way she was going to let Maura go back to working for her father.

"I don't care. We'll find a way. I'm not letting you go back. You should love to sing, do it with the passion that I know is in you. There's nothing more beautiful than hearing and seeing someone sing when it's their passion. The way their eyes lit up, how only one sentence can give you goosebumps. That's how it's supposed to be."

Maura was speechless. Jane described it perfectly. It was exactly why she had started to sing in the first place. To pour all of her emotions into her songs. She was never good at showing them, so to use them in her songs was perfect. And hearing Jane say all of this made her realize that the taller girl was right. She shouldn't want it like this. She should want to do this because she loves to, because it's her passion.

"You're right. But how are we going to do it? My father isn't a reasonable man. He won't just let me go." Jane sighed. She had no idea either.

"Just try and talk to him. If he really doesn't want to talk than we'll just run away. Pretend like you've been kidnapped or something. Then we'll come back next year and everything's fine." Maura laughed heartedly.

"Jane! You can't be serious." The taller girl shrugged, grinning at the blonde.

"All right, so maybe that's not a good idea, but still. We need to have a backup plan." Maura's laughter died down, her smile being replaced by a thoughtful look.

"You keep saying 'us'. Why do you want to help me so badly? I don't understand." Jane sighed, pulling her legs onto the couch. She looked at Maura, taking her time to answer. She was sure her staring was making the blonde uncomfortable, but she was trying to come up with a logical explanation.

"I don't really know Maura. I just know that I want to. Maybe because of my inner cop or something? You know, protect and serve and all that. I don't really have a reasonable explanation, doesn't matter how much I think about it."

"You're a cop?"

"That's what you take from it?" Jane laughed, shaking her head. "Almost, I'm joining the academy next year." Jane had been met with a lot of different looks from the people she had told. Most of them were fear or disgust. But Maura. She gave her a completely different look. It was almost as if she was in awe. As if Jane had suddenly become her hero or something. It made her look away in embarrassment.

"Anyway. You have any ideas? He's your father, so you know him best." Maura shook her head. She really had no idea.

"I guess I should go talk to him first. Maybe after last night he changed his mind, but I doubt it." Then she added after a beat. "Could you go with me? I mean, not there with my dad but... there." Jane smiled softly, understanding what the blonde meant.

"Of course."

Jane watched as Maura got out of the car and crossed the street. She would be right there waiting for her until she got back. If she did. Jane didn't really have a good feeling about this, but they didn't really have a choice. It was still weird to the both of them. They were still practically strangers, but here they were, doing this together. Jane knew that Maura was grateful she didn't have to do this alone. Or maybe because she didn't really have any other friends. It was something Jane had asked her on their way here. Maura had told her that the friends she did have left her the moment she started showing up on the internet. Jane had scoffed and told her they weren't really her friends to begin with. Maura had just shrugged it off. It told Jane that it still hurt. And she couldn't blame her. Her life was hard enough as it was and without anyone there to support her. She couldn't begin to imagine.

Jane was just getting comfortable, when she saw Maura running back to the car, panic clearly showing. She all but dived into the car and screamed at Jane to get out of there. The other girl was completely confused and she looked behind Maura to see a man in a black suit walking their way. Jane was about to ask what was going on when she saw him reach into the inside pocket of his jacket. Her eyes widened in fear and she drove off quickly, not daring to look in the rearview mirror.

"Maura what the fuck is going on?!" Jane wasn't someone who cussed a lot, but in a situation like this? She didn't really care.

"I don't know. I went to the café Arthur told me to meet and that guy was there. He stood up and started reaching inside his jacket. I just turned and ran." She looked behind them frantically, looking out for someone following them. "You don't think my own dad wants me dead do you?" Jane didn't know how to respond. Maybe they were wrong and the man was just reaching for something other than a gun. But would you really take the chance?

"Let's just get back to my place okay? We'll figure out what to do from there." Maura nodded in agreement and finally settled back in her seat. Everything would be okay. Her dad surely didn't want her dead did he?