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A/N: Post I'm Your Boogie Man. Please review. Thanks. Love, Lawabidingchild.

Still Hurt

Jane Rizzoli sat down on her couch, still confused as to what happened at dinner with Dean. She didn't want anything to happen after all of that? It didn't seem like the right thing, but there were other things going on in her head that made her come up with her decision.

There was a knock at her door. It was faint in her ears. The same person knocked again. "Jane, open up," ordered a familiar voice. "It's me."

Jane crossed the room and unlocked all the complicated locks before she could turn the doorknob. "Don't you answer your door?" asked Maura. Jane just blindly returned to her couch. "Jane, sweetie, what's wrong?"

Jane just stared ahead of her. It was like she couldn't see anything. Blindness covered her eyes. She didn't even know Maura was right next to her until her head was in Maura's chest. "I screwed up, Maura."

"Oh, Jane," whispered Maura. "What happened?"

"I told him I wasn't ready for someone to worry about me," sobbed Jane. "I still can't get Hoyt out of my head."

"Aw," cooed Maura, "I know that. I know I'm the last person who would say this right now, but worrying is part of human emotion."

"I still can't handle that. I don't think that I'm ready for any kind of relationship with someone worries about me."

"Then I guess I'd better go," stated Maura. Jane pulled back a little bit to look Maura in the eye.

"You're leaving?" asked Jane with surprise.

"You just said that you weren't ready to be in any kind of relationship with someone who worries about you."

"Oh, Maura, I didn't mean it like that," admitted Jane. "I'm sorry." She leaned back against Maura's chest. She let Maura's arms wrap around her as she returned the favor. "Maybe one person is enough." A few tears escaped her eyes. Maura just cradled Jane.

"How's Frankie?" asked Maura.

"Sleeping at my parent's house tonight," said Jane. "Probably in their bed," she added. "God! This is my fault. If I had put two-and-two together-."

"No, Jane," ordered Maura, "you didn't know. I didn't know until we scanned the photo to confirm who it was."

"It doesn't matter, Maura!" sobbed Jane, "I could've gotten him killed! If I hadn't gone home-!"

"Stop it right now, Jane," ordered Maura. "You need to stop blaming yourself. And I'm gonna be here until you do."

"Oh, great," teased Jane, "Just what I need."

"You know you love me," teased Maura.

"I know," admitted Jane as she snuggled deeper into her best friend.