Hello all! I have another chapter for you. I tried to focus on Maura's thoughts about Jane after the dream she had.
And I'm trying to make these chapters longer, but it just doesn't seem to be working, so I apologize for that. Next story, I'll try for long chapters.
Disclaimer: I don't own R & I
Oh! And the guy that started off as Tom and is now Tim, I'm changing his name to Tim. Cause you know, it was like that more times than not. Also, Maura may be OOC at times, not sure though.
"Maura!" Jane said, waltzing into the ME's office with a big grin, "Guess who I just arrested for hitting your car the other night?"
"Bass," Maura deadpanned.
"Doctor Isles, was that an attempt at sarcastic humor?" Jane laughed, flopping down on the chair by Maura's desk, "No it wasn't Bass. And it wasn't Jo Friday either. It was Tim."
Maura sighed, "I figured as much. He didn't seem too pleased that I was distant during our date. And I noticed that he did have a fair amount more to drink than I did. Is he at the station right now?"
"Yeah, but I don't know why you'd want to talk to him unless it was to press charges," Jane said standing up and moving to get Maura's crutches for her, though they were close by.
"No, I-I'm not going to press charges. I have a sufficient amount of money already, and getting a new car is not a big deal. Plus, I'm not severely injured. I just want to have a few words with him," Maura said, smiling gratefully at Jane as she took the crutches. Their hands brushed together and Maura flinched away.
Jane noticed, but didn't react.
"Where is he?" Maura asked.
"He's down in booking. I'll take you there if you want?"
"I'll be fine Jane," Maura said as she made her way out of her office, Jane trailing behind, "But thank you." She made her way down the hall and out of sight. Maura sighed. She knew she had over reacted to Jane's touch, but the dream… The dream was still pulsing through her veins. She still felt the same desire for Jane that she had felt in her fantasy.
Jane stood in her friend's office for a few seconds before wondering out loud, "What did I do?" And then she made her way up to the bull pen to run the suspect's name.
Maura entered the booking room and saw Tim sitting solemnly in a chair. She showed her ID to the officer working at the desk and let her know she was there to talk to Tim. The officer nodded and Maura made her way over.
Tim looked up at the sound of crutches and his eyes widened and he stood up, wishing to help. Maura stuck a hand up and he paused and sat back down. Maura took a seat next to him.
"Doctor Isles, I am so sorry for what I did-" Tim started, but Maura gave him another silencing look and he fell quiet.
"I don't mean to interrupt," Maura said, "But before I lose the nerve to say what I have to say, I need you to be patient and not interrupt. Do you understand?" She waited for his nod of understanding and then she pushed on, "I apologize for our date the other night. I know that I was distant and possibly even awkward. But I want you to know I did have a nice night. But my mind was in fact somewhere else. With someone else.
So I understand if you crashed into me on purpose out of anger. I understand if you wanted to hurt me like that. Even though that doesn't justify what you did, I forgive you. I forgive you if you crashed into me on purpose, or if it was on accident. Forgiveness is hard, Tim. And it can be taken away quickly. So I suggest you tell me, if it was an accident or on purpose. Because that determines what I do next." Maura paused and let Tim respond.
"It was on accident, Doctor. I swear. I didn't know it was you, and I just panicked and drove away. What else was I supposed to do?" He said shakily.
"Stay and make sure the victim is okay," A raspy voice cut in, "It's illegal to hit a car and drive away."
Maura looked up in surprise to see Jane standing there, arms folded, glaring at Tim. She wasn't surprised to see that under the intense gaze of her friend, Tim was cowering. Maura was grateful to see Jane being protective, though she wasn't surprised by it in the slightest.
"Jane!" She said in surprise, "How long have you been here?"
"Since you forgave him," Jane said quietly to Maura, "I came to find you because Suzie came up to the bullpen looking for you because she found something really important and she figured that if you weren't in your office or in the morgue doing an autopsy, then you'd be upstairs with me."
"Oh," Maura responded, getting up swiftly, "I'll be right there," She turned to Tim, "I suggest you don't call me again. Our relationship was over before it started. I'm sorry."
She walked out leaving Tim looking embarrassed. Jane gave him one last dirty look and walked back to her desk where Suzie was talking animatedly with Maura. She heard the end of the sentence and her heart dropped into her stomach.
"…DNA that had a match to a Dave Sunderland."
"Dave Sunderland?" Jane asked, "He's who we're focusing on in this case right now. Korsak, run his name please."
"Already did. Dave Sunderland was arrested for multiple incidents involving drugs, as well as flagged by the police for sexual assault," Korsak said, "He doesn't have anything on his track record about murder though."
"Where does he work now?" Jane asked, reaching for her car keys that were resting on her desk.
"An auto shop just around the corner, conveniently enough."
"Alright Korsak, let's go check this guy out," Jane strolled out of the bullpen, heading for the front door. Korsak followed close behind. Maura watched them go, and she couldn't help but let her eyes linger on Jane's form, how she walked out, exuding confidence. She was transfixed. Maura realized that she made a habit of late of admiring her friend, but her thoughts didn't stray in a way that made her afraid that people could read her mind.
"Doctor Isles…" Suzie started, somewhat timidly, "Do you need help getting back downstairs to the morgue at all?"
"I don't need help, per se," Maura said, "But I would like it if you would accompany me. I could take the time to help you with work for other cases, if you'd like. I could use a distraction, as well as things to do, seeing as there are no other autopsies for me to do today."
"Alright, thank you Doctor," Suzie responded, and they walked off together towards the elevator, discussing the latest Scientific Journal.
Korsak and Jane pulled up to the curb by the auto shop. They had ridden in silence, a comfortable one, one shared by old friends who knew they didn't need words to fill the space around them. Jane locked the doors of her car and they walked up to the door, pulling it open.
Jane froze, "Oh my god Korsak, why didn't you tell me…?"
"I thought you knew!"
"Well, yeah I did but I was too stupid not to remember, because I'm more focused on catching the son of a bitch who raped and murdered Ashley! This… this is going to get awkward Korsak, I'm sorry."
"It's okay Jane. I promise I won't tell anyone anything. What happens in this auto shop, stays in this autoshop."
"Thanks Korsak," Jane whispered, as a figure came out from the back to help Jane and Korsak.
Giovanni grinned, "Hey Jane! You look hot. What can I help you with?"
Five years previously
Ashley took a deep breath and knocked on the dorm room door. She pulled her skirt down a bit more, she felt too exposed with it so short.
A fellow student opened the door, and she tried her best to smile seductively.
"Hey baby," The man said, "Why don't you come in?"
She stepped in and he closed the door behind her. Ashley felt his eyes drinking in her body, and she figured he was undressing her in his mind. She tried to suppress a shudder. She didn't like this, but it was all she felt she could do to pay her way through college.
Ashley dropped her bag on a nearby chair, and turned around to face her fellow student.
"Let's skip the pleasantries, why don't we, Dave?" She pushed her client down onto the bed and started unbuttoning her blouse, her voice deepening into a fake seductive tone, "I promise this will be a night you won't ever forget."
Dave let his hands roam on Ashley's body, down her chest, wrapping around to glide down her back and pulling her thighs around his waist. Ashley kissed him hard and he responded, laying them back on the bed and taking the rest of her clothes off.
An hour later, Ashley returned to her dorm room, three hundred dollars richer. She ripped her clothes off her body, threw them in a pile on the bathroom floor and got in the shower. While she was washing herself off, the realization of what she had just done hit her like a speeding train, and she crumpled to the bottom of the tub and started sobbing, her body wracking from the force of the crying. She was disgusted by herself, and how she could turn her feelings off and push through with it.
Her roommate, Kate found her ten minutes later, and listened as, through her tears, Ashley told her what she had done. Kate turned off the water, helped her friend out of the tub, wrapped a towel around her and led her out to her bed. Kate got Ashley a glass of water, and sat with her friend while she confided in how disgusted she felt.
Ashley didn't hear, but that night, Kate cried herself to sleep, crying for her friend and for how Dave had treated her.
Next chapter will be less dark, I promise. I mean, it'll have Giovanni in it. How could it not be a mess and hilarious?
Constructive criticism welcome and encouraged :)
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Gros bisous a tous!
-RMarie