Maura wiped the blood from her lip with a warm wet towel. She looked at her reflection in the glass. She'd just showered and she looked like a beaten wet cat. She felt like crying but the tears wouldn't come. Numbness had settled over her as she checked her wounds. Garret had really lost his temper. He'd screamed accusations of cheating on him and helping Jane. She looked down at the bruises across her midsection. He'd kicked her. She was sure that at least two ribs had been cracked. She looked back at the mirror. She'd done nothing to deserve this. Suddenly she had the urge to call Jane. Her eyes settled on her cell phone.

A part of her tugged for her not to call. Garret loved her. He didn't mean it. A bigger part of her realized she couldn't take it anymore. She pulled on her cloths before grabbing her cell. She was scrolling down the list to Jane's number when she heard a knock at the front door. Curious she went to see who it was. She made it into the hallway as Garret opened the door. She ducked into the living room before she could see who it was. Garret would be mad if someone saw her. Thats when she heard a familiar voice.

"Hello, Mr. Fairfield. I'm detective Frost and this is detective Rizzoli."

"Yes, I know who you are. What can I do for you? Maura isn't here right now."

"We're not here to see her. You are under arrest for the murder of Adam Fairfield." Maura chanced a glance around the corner. Thats when she saw Frost pull out his cuffs. Jane caught sight of her. She glared at Garret.

"I thought you said she wasn't here," she said before pushing past him.

"Hey, you can't just..." Frost caught his arm as he turned to follow Jane. He slapped his cuffs on Garret's wrist.

"You're under arrest so yeah...we do." Jane crossed the short distance to the living room. Maura had backed into the room. She had her back to the door when Jane entered the living room.

"Maura. Hey, I'm sorry you had to see that." Jane placed a hand on her shoulder and Maura suddenly tensed. A hiss of pain released from her. Jane quickly withdrew her hand. "Maura turn around." Maura waited a tick before turning. Jane gasped when she saw the black eye and busted lip. She went to reach out to touch Maura but paused. Her concern was replaced with anger in a second.

"Jane..." Jane was racing out of the room before she could stop her. Frost had escorted Garret out of the house. The officer who accompanied them was about to open the door when Garret was suddenly being pushed against the car with a very angry Jane's hand on his throat.

"What...Jane. Jane no...what are you doing?" Frost was able to pry Jane off of Garret. "Get him in the car," Frost ordered the officer as he pulled Jane away fro the car. She pushed him off her. "What the hell was that, Jane." She began to pace in front of him like a caged tiger.

"He beat her. He beat the crap out of her."

"Out of who?"

"Me." Frost turned around as Maura was walking out of the house. His jaw dropped.

"Dr. Isles..." He stepped closer and paused. He turned to glare at Garret who was sitting in the back of the cop car. Garret had the good sense to look away.

"I'm taking her to the hospital," Jane said. She looked at Maura with concern. Maura nodded. She went with Jane to her car. Frost would ride with the cops.

The hospital was cold. Maura lay on a bed with a thin blanket over her legs. Jane was standing next to her. The doctor was telling her the results of her tests. She was fine. Nothing she didn't already expect. Two ribs were cracked, she had a concussion, and other severe bruises. Jane's hand ran through her hair as the doctor talked. She took comfort in the gesture. Finally the doctor left. She was to go home and rest. Jane handed her her cloths.

"Um...do you wanna stay with me," she asked. Maura looked up at her.

"I wouldn't want to impose," she replied. Jane shook her head.

"I'd feel better knowing you were close by anyway." Maura nodded. Jane gave her a smile. "I'll be over here while you change." She walked over to the door, keeping her back to Maura. She turned back around when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Maura gave her a weak smile. "Come on. Lets get some food in you and get you to bed." She opened the door, letting Maura go through first.

"So what do you want for dinner," Jane asked as she drove.

"Whatever you'd like. I'm not very hungry anyway." Jane reached over as squeezed her hand.

"I know right now you're all messed up but you'll get through this and I will be with you all the way." Maura squeezed her hand back.

"I'm glad you're my friend, Jane. My best friend." They shared smiles. They pulled up to Jane's building a few minutes later. Jane groaned. Maura looked at her.

"What?"

"My mother is here," Jane said. Maura followed her gaze to find a woman who favored Jane standing on the steps.

"Oh. Is that bad?" Jane roughly unbuckled.

"Not when she has the 'I'm your mother and I'm pissed at you' look in her eyes." They got out of the car and walked to the steps.

"Jane Rizzoli where have you been. I've called you a thousand times. Why are you..." Angela trailed off when she caught sight of Maura. "You poor dear..."

"Dr. Maura Isles this is my mother, Angela. Ma this is Maura. Our ME."

"Oh, yes the woman you talk about all the time." Jane shot her mother a look that went completely ignored. "What happen to you dear? You look like you've gone a few rounds with Laila Ali." Maura looked away. Angela looked at Jane. Jane gave her a curt nod. Angela smiled. "Lets go inside." Angela picked up a cooler she'd set next to the door. "I brought dinner." Jane smiled at her mother. They headed inside.

Maura expected to feel uncomfortable around Jane's mother. But the woman had a very welcoming presence. She made Maura feel normal and safe. Much like Jane made her feel. They sat at the counter while Angela distributed the food she brought on plates.

"It smells wonderful, Mrs. Rizzoli," Maura said. Angela smiled.

"Thank you. And please call me Angela or Angie." Maura nodded as a plate was put before. Her eyes went a little wide at the size of the portions. Jane smiled.

"Dig in," Jane said. She ate a fork full of the pasta. "Mom usually cooks enough for an army." Maura smiled. She took a small bite. It tasted as good as it smelled. She suddenly realized how hungry she was and began devouring the entire plate. Once she ate Jane handed over her medication. Maura excused herself to the bed room to change for bed as the medication would make her sleepy. Angela turned to Jane after the door closed.

"Please tell me you got the bastard that did that to her,"she said. She went over to start the dishes. Jane joined her.

"He's a murdering son of a bitch so yeah we got him." Angela nodded. "I just hope I can help her through all this." Angela hugged her daughter.

"You've always been a strong person Jane. Always protected those you loved. You'll be what she needs." Jane looked at her in shock after Angela pulled back. "What? You didn't think I noticed? It was obvious from the way you talk about her. Even more so when I saw the way you looked at her." Jane stepped over to the counter and took a drink of her beer. She needed a second. She put the bottle down.

"Not that it matters. She isn't any where near ready for something like that...even if she wasn't straight."

"Its not the best of times, no. But she doesn't need a lover. She needs a friend. You'll take good care of her. I know it." Jane turned to hug Angela.

"Thanks, Ma."

"And she'll have me." Angela stepped back to the sink. Jane chuckled.

"Maybe I should warn her to run now. Ah." Jane got a splash of cold water for her comment. Angela chuckled when Jane stuck her tongue out at her. They went back to doing the dishes. Maura came out a little while longer. They said goodbye to Angela.

"So I'll take the couch," Jane said after closing the door. "You need to sleep in a bed." Maura paused.

"Jane." Jane looked at her. "Would you mind...I mean...I...I don't want to be alone." Maura stared down at her hands. Jane stepped close to her with a soft smile.

"Okay." Maura looked up at her with a hopeful smile.

"Thank you." She took Jane's hand and they went into the bedroom. Jane went to change in her bathroom. When she came out she wasn't surprised to fine Maura already asleep on the far side of the bed. She wondered if Maura knew the left side was her side. Jane climbed into the bed, pulling the covers up around them. Maura shifted closer to her. Jane wrapped an arm around her.

"Good night, Jane," Maura whispered. Jane smiled.

"Good night, Maura." She settled down and soon both women were fast asleep.

I know its kind of short. Sorry. I've been really busy with school and WH13 has kinda taken over my brain along with the sight Tumblr. So gotta check that out people. Lol. Well I hope you liked the update. I'll try to write the next chapter soon. Sorry I didn't let Jane beat the crap out of Garret but I didn't think it would fit if she got arrested for assault or that Maura would be able to deal with the scene. Don't forget to review. :)