A/N: First and foremost, thank you so much for all the feedback. It was nice to know what you guys think and that this story was at least good enough to evoke such reactions from you guys. I appreciate it. Thank you.

Again, heads-up, this chapter is posted right after typing it so errors may be seen. This isn't a beta version. Again I apologize.

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-They said if you love someone, let them go.

If they come back, they're yours. If not, then it was never meant to be.

But some say, if you love someone, fight for it; fight for them.

When do anybody know when to fight and when to let go?-

Garden Wedding.

Maura chose to have a Garden Wedding. It was fitting really, as she doesn't subscribe to any religion. She does believe in God or Deities alike –if the shoe fits; but she doesn't believe much in religion.

They were lining up.

They were about to start.

Jane could hear the soft melody of piano and violins combined. In any other occasion she would've appreciated the rhythm, but right now it was like the scratching noise of the oncoming fast train trying desperately to stop –it was painful in her ears.

Looking up and seeing the nice clear blue sky, she had to internally laugh –albeit cynically.

The weather in Boston had been unkind with mostly rainy days accompanied by cold winds; it has been like that for days or may have been weeks but not today. Today the weather was perfect. It was sunny but not hot. The air of wind cool but not cold.

It was as if even Mother Nature wanted this event to happen.

The weather, the venue… for lack of a better word in her limited vocabulary 'perfect' was the only adjective she found suiting to describe everything that was the wedding; from the arrangement of flowers to the color motif.

It was too perfect, it was suffocating.

Jane drew a deep sigh. She felt out of place and she knew she was. She doesn't belong here. She didn't want to part-take in this perfection.

With the frustration and all she was feeling, Jane unconsciously balled her hands -around the bouquet she was holding- in to a fist, breaking the flowers' stem.

She thought, she could still walk away.

But she thought wrong. As soon as she was about to make a dash out, the people and guests alike suddenly stood. It was then she realized that their procession has started.

Jack walked down the aisle first and once he reached the end, he faced them and that was the cue; TJ whom was in charge of the rings followed and then Ally's turn just a few steps behind TJ. It was her next.

But she couldn't move.

For the life of her, Jane couldn't move; couldn't take that first step forward. She could feel eyes on her, waiting. But she couldn't see anyone else, except Jack's lone figure at the end of the aisle looking at her.

'What am I doing? Why am I doing this to myself?!' she asked herself, already feeling that familiar sting in her eyes and the tightening in her chest that would never go away; if anything, it seemed to intensify the grip around her heart.

Who was she kidding?

She can't do this.

She can't be here.

For all the courage and will power she has, she was not –never will be- prepared for this.

And then Jane's eyes landed on her Ma's; Angela's lips didn't move but her eyes were screaming at Jane 'what are you doing?' Jane could feel herself shaking her head lightly that it was almost impossible to see; then she felt herself taking that little step backward.

But as soon as she moved back, her eyes once again was drawn to Jack's –the lone man at the end of the aisle. The man who loves Maura deeply that he came back for her; for another chance to be with her.

But she loves Maura too.

Jane then took that another little step back.

She loves Maura too… way too much that it actually hurts.

And when Jane was about to take another step back and completely run the other way-

-'I'm dying Jane. And I think I want to take you and Dr. Isles with me,' Hoyts haunting voice so close to her and then his weight was gone.

She watched as he walked towards Maura, a taser in hand.

'Hoyt don't you touch her!' she threatened even though completely helpless with Mason's weight against her.

She watched as Hoyt's taser came in contact with Maura's skin. She watched Maura fall back the bed. She watched Hoyt almost atop Maura with scalpel cutting from the small of her neck.-

Jane closed her eyes tightly hoping to rid her brain from onslaught of flashback, a foot halting from taking another step back.

She loves Maura too.

-'He has taken everything; there's nothing left to take,' she said once she figured out that all that was happening was because of revenge.

And then Maura was gone.

All was left at the scene were Maura's medical bag and her phone on the ground.

A droplets of blood against the metal and black smudge from shoes.

She was so focused on her mother, she forgot about Maura.

Maura was abducted and she doesn't have one clue where to start looking.

'No. That's true. She could already be dead.'-

Fasting beating of her heart as she opens her eyes, controlling the tears that was just in the corner ready to fall, Jane lifted one foot and stepped forward.

She loves Maura too.

-She and Vince were wandering through the tunnel. They found the room where Maura was held captive. It was thanks to Maura's brilliant mind to leave a clue 'Tunnel'.

They were wandering and walking aimlessly and then they found her.

They found Maura, at a dark corner, holding a piece of broken glass with bloody hands and eyes frightened.-

Holding the bouquet of flowers tightly that it was painful, Jane again took another step forward and another and another.

Just looking straight ahead but not seeing.

Her headspace went to its darkest memories. But words-

"I love Maura too," echoed in her head, above and beyond the memories flashing before her eyes.

-Shooting at the Dirty Robber.

Maura falling to the ground, suffering head injury.

Maura passing out in front of them at BPD bullpen.

Maura needing a CT-scan.

'I had some internal bleeding to my temporal lobe from the fall; and it has caused some cognitive impairment.'

'I have been reading the research about Chiari Malformation; it may be the source of my condition.'

Maura needing surgery.-

She loves Maura too.

Over and over in her head. Begrudgingly, Jane continued to keep taking those steps forward, closer and closer to the end where Jack was standing.

Jack Armstrong.

The man that could offer a safe life for Maura.

Safety.

Maura's safety.

She loves Maura too.

Which was why she was enduring all that she was feeling –pain, anguish, misery alike.

Because she loves Maura.

This wedding.

Jack.

This was Maura's chance of quiet and normal and safe life.

Biting the inside of her cheek, tasting blood from her teeth cutting through the skin, Jane took that one last step and reached the end. Taking her place on the other side in line with Jack.

'I love Maura,' on repeat inside her head as she faced the crowd; jaw squared and eyes unseeing.

'I love Maura.'

From the shade and secluded area where she was advised to stay until signaled to come out, Maura watched the procession starting.

She watched Jack walked through the carpet with his head held high, smile radiant that she could clearly see it from where she was standing. He was happy.

And then there was TJ holding out the rings ever so cute in his white tuxedo, and then Ally looking very much like a young lady. Jane was to follow or supposed to, but she could see that Jane hadn't move an inch even when Ally reached her designated place at the front.

The music continued on playing, the people were looking, but Jane was not moving and Maura with bated breath watching.

She didn't want to hope for anything. She wasn't even sure what she would be hoping for. But she couldn't control the fast beat of her heart when she saw Jane took that one little step back.

Sure, she had made up her mind.

If Jane didn't want to be with her; if Jane didn't want her. She wasn't going to wait around. She could only take too much heartache from her best friend. She had given her chance, she had waited as well if Jane would offer her any explanation, she would accept any reason, but… her Maid-of-Honor didn't give her any.

She had been crying.

She was confuse.

She was hurting.

And then she saw Jane took another little step back.

And Maura knew then, if Jane turned and asked her to come with her, she would. In a heartbeat she would. She knew any resolve she may have would collapse and she would be powerless. She would take Jane's hand and run with her.

Hope was really a dangerous thing.

One tiny hope that bubbled inside her from seeing Jane taking 2 steps back, quickly gone.

Something happened to Jane. After taking the second step, something happened. Her shoulder tensed, her jaw squared and even from afar, Maura could see the vein from Jane's knuckles from holding the bouquet tightly.

And Jane's face.

It went blank as if Jane was only present with them physically.

Whatever little, tiny hope Maura had completely destroyed when after a few bit, Jane started walking forward and Maura had to look away.

If Jane loves her as much as she loves Jane or even remotely close to how much she loves Jane, Maura knew she wouldn't have the strength to even be there.

Or maybe, Jane was really just that strong.

Or it could be because maybe she was fooling herself believing that Jane might actually love her enough to actually fight and be with her.

Maura closed her eyes. These thoughts she was having was adding salt to her very fresh wound.

She always knew there was a reason why she didn't like speculating nor was she a fan of 'what ifs' and 'maybes'.

When she forced herself to open her eyes, it was as if on cue. Maura's wedding coordinator then motioned for her to come forward and emerge from where she was waiting. On auto-pilot, Maura did as she was signaled and started walking, stopping at the other end of the carpet.

Eyes were on her. She knew these people that they invited to today's event. They weren't very many; only few close friends and immediate family member. She and Jack just wanted a small intimate ceremony.

But in that instant, Maura couldn't recognize anyone of them. They all became faceless strangers and the only face she knew amongst the faceless crowd was Jane's.

Jane standing at the other end, looking ever painfully gorgeous. Brown familiar eyes were on her as well, but her face an emotionless mask.

It was futile to wear, because even from distance, Maura could see the melancholy. She never understood the saying 'eyes were the window to one's soul' until then. Jane's eyes only showed grief, and as she got closer and closer with each step, she could see clearly –the tormented brown orbs she loves so much.

She couldn't understand and her confusion heightened to such that she could feel the tightening in her chest as if –even scientifically impossible- her heartstrings were being pulled in any and every direction.

A tear that Maura was not even aware was she had in her eyes fell; and then another. And another.

'If this hurts her too, why won't she be with me?' Maura internally asked herself. 'Why won't she fight for me?'

Jane knew she didn't even have to fight. Jane must surely know that there wouldn't even be a choice. It would always be Jane.

Maura once again closed her eyes and when she opened them it moved to Jack.

He wasn't smiling anymore and his stance showed no confidence now.

She tried to force herself to smile at Jack, but her vision was being blurred by tears that would never stop. She also tried not to glance back at Jane.

It was a fail.

She couldn't stop herself when her eyes –having a mind of its own- took a glance back at Jane, whom this time has her head bowed down staring hard at the flowers in her hands.

She looked back at Jack again, only realizing that she actually had reached the end of the carpet and was now facing Jack. The next step would be giving her hand to this kind man whom loves her and wanted to be with her. But she wasn't moving from where she had stopped.

And suddenly, her heartbeat was hammering against her chest and she started feeling close to hyperventilating. The tears were non-stop and she was fighting against sobs that was building against her chest.

It was in that moment that it hit Maura.

It was like a switch was flicked and she knew she couldn't fool anybody; not her friends and family.

Not Jack.

And definitely not herself.

She couldn't do this.

She would always choose Jane.

Lost in the battle that has been going in her head, Maura blinked a couple of times for recognition when hands cupped her cheeks and thumbs brushing away her tears.

In front of her was Jack Armstrong with a sad smile.

"It's ok Maura," he whispered.

Maura was just looking at him, the sobs that she was trying to control got the better of her she started crying even harder.

"I'm so sorry," she whispered back in tears.

Jack only nodded and let go of her face.

"Go," he said.

"I'm sorry," was her last words but she meant it and then she was running.

It was a blessing that her gown wasn't that long. She pulled it up a little and she runaway.

She heard gasps and jumbled words from the crowd as she run, but there was one distinct voice above the rest of them –Jane's.

"MAURA!"

She heard her name being called, shouted but it only made her run faster.

"MAURA!"

She didn't stop.

She just kept running and running until she reached the bridal. She –urgently- ordered the driver to drive.

She didn't look back.

Not even the voice calling out her name was nothing but a distant whisper.

Maura asked to be taken to the morgue.

It was Sunday so the Morgue would've been almost empty. She went through the backdoor and went straight to her office.

It was still her office.

They haven't found a new Chief Medical Examiner just yet, so it was decided that after she got back from her honeymoon and had made sure that most of her things had been delivered to New Mexico, she would return to BPD for a month to help out finding her successor.

She locked the door, closed the blinds and sat in her office chair behind her desk.

She didn't want to be taken home. She knew that Jane would look there and would've found her. She didn't want to be found just yet and wanted a moment alone to herself to be in control. In less than 24hrs, her life had spun out of control, it was dizzying.

The only place it was unlikely for people to look for her would've been in her office. It was also the only place Maura thought she could feel in control –her office as the Chief Medical Examiner for the Commonwealth of Massachusetts.

Maura was wrong though.

She only had a good 15mins of silence to herself before her office door was unlock and revealed Jane Rizzoli still in her Maid-of-Honour dress.

Internally she sighed.

Of course Jane would find her.

Jane knew her so well, she should've known it would be impossible to hide.

In all actuality, the Detective found Maura in the first place she looked –her office.

Jane had thought that Maura wouldn't have gone to her home at Beacon Hill if she wanted to be alone, as her family would be there in a heartbeat. She thought, if Maura wanted to be alone and she didn't want anyone finding her, the most likely be going to her office.

After all, aside from Jane, who would think to look for the Doctor in her office, on a Sunday afternoon, after running away from her wedding?

And so now, Jane found herself standing by the door and finding who she was looking for.

Maura didn't move, looking superior and confident in her chair behind her desk. She looked composed and collected if it wasn't for the streak of smudge eye make-up staining her cheeks.

Slowly and carefully, Jane stepped inside and closed the door behind her. She only took a couple of more step and stopped in the middle of the room, close but not close enough to Maura's desk.

Now she found Maura, what should she say? How will she start?

"What're you doing here?" Maura asked evenly –if not a little cold.

"I was looking for you," the brunette answered.

Maura sighed heavily, seemingly trying to control an outburst. Jane was being literal and if she was doing that on purpose or not, Maura would never know. But if it she was, now was not the good time to do so.

"You know, when someone runaway, it meant they didn't want to be found."

"If you didn't wanna be found, why did you come here? Why not someplace else?" Jane asked back and regretted it as soon as the question left her mouth. She doesn't have the right. In a much softer tone and voice she added, "You knew I'd find you here."

"I didn't think you would," the Doctor answered honestly.

Taking a little step forward, Jane looking straight in Maura's eyes said "maybe subconsciously, you wanted me to find you?"

Maura shook her head, "No. I wanted to be alone. I wanted a quiet place to think and feel in control." With wavering voice and hated it she added, "Because right now I don't know what else to do, to think, to feel."

Again, tears spilled from her eyes and she wiped it off harshly. "Nothing makes sense and you standing there as if nothing can touch you is not helping!"

An intake of breath from Jane at Maura's hardened tone and another step forward-

"You think this hasn't touched me?" she asked incredulously and a tone to match. "You think the idea of you marrying someone else is my idea of fun? Is that what you think?! You think it doesn't kill me to be there and be your maid-of-honour and-"

"I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO THINK?!" Maura cut her off abruptly standing from her chair, but a shock look from Jane and it registered her outburst.

It was a few seconds of silence, both just staring at each other's eyes before Maura had to sit again and looking away.

"You were supportive of Jack and then you were distant," Maura started her voice softer and sounded calmer but she wasn't meeting Jane's eyes. "You looked so miserable and you kissed me and I kissed you back. I sent you home, yes. But I followed you and we made love," it was then she looked up and was greeted by the glassy brown orbs, tears threatening to fall any give second.

"You whispered you love me when you thought I was sleeping," the Doctor revealed and it was then the tears fell from the Detective's eyes; Maura could feel hers as well. "But when I asked you, when I told you to tell me not to marry Jack you just walked away."

She wiped her tears again with her bare hands. It was non-stop, now that she was re-living the events of earlier. Jane was not faring much either.

"You said you can't be my Maid-of-Honor and walked away. And then you were there. Suddenly you were there, and when I asked you why… you said…"

She couldn't continue. She could feel a sob bubbling up and she didn't want it now. She wanted to be able to have this talk because this may be the only time she could.

"Maura…" was all Jane could say before the Doctor spoke again.

"Why wouldn't you be with me?" her voice small and she sounded so vulnerable and she hated it.

"You looked miserable but you still have the strength to hold your ground!" Maura stated furthermore with words sounding bitter in her tongue. "I was barely holding myself together, but you? You…"

"You said you love me, but why was it not enough?"

Maura's question sounded desperate. She was desperate for answer. She didn't try to hide it. She could also hear her pain in her own words. She could feel it and hear it. It was too much. She wanted Jane to go freely break down. But she also wanted to know how Jane was able to manage, how she could do it. She also wanted answers.

"You knew me better than anyone. You must know how deeply I feel for you. You must know that if you ask, I would run away with you," and then Maura scoffed and smiled sardonically. "I was actually the one that asked you to ask me. And you didn't. I was willing to break an innocent heart just to be with you, but you held your ground strongly."

A sigh and a pause.

A time and a few second to breathe.

"I wanna know how you do it!" she slammed her hand against the top of her desk in frustration. Her eyes desperate for answers even blurred with tears.

It was all Jane could take before she was walking towards Maura, kneeling, taking both her best friend's hands in hers and maneuvering so they were facing each other.

"I'm so sorry, Maura," she apologized. "I'm so sorry this hurts you. I'm so sorry that I hurt you. But please, believe me when I say I thought I was doing the right thing," she said as desperate as Maura's asked question.

With crease in her perfectly shaped brows, despite her glassed in tears vision, Maura's expression one of confusion. "How was breaking my heart and hurt me this badly be the right thing?" she asked and she pulled her hands away from Jane.

But Jane was quick to take those hands back and held them firmly in hers; tightly that as if her life depended on it –and maybe it does. It sure felt like it does.

"I love you Maura," Jane declared, eyes desperate to meet the hazel orbs; desperate for those pool of green and brown to see how she truly meant what said.

"I love you so much," she repeated, "I've never felt this before. And because of that, I thought I was doing the right thing by letting you go."

Maura shook her head. She didn't understand the logic. She may have not been very good in social cues and all, she was certain that her confusion was not unfounded.

"I wanted to keep you safe," Jane continued. "I wanted you to have a normal life. A happy one and a safe one at that and I thought marrying Jack could and would give you that."

The creased in the Doctor's forehead deepened and her teeth and jaw squaring. She was getting upset –more upset.

"When you told me Jack asked you to marry him and that you accepted, it woke something in me. It was a feeling that laid dormant for I don't know how long –I was/am in love with you" the Detective admitted and tried to explain urgently, still holding Maura's hand tightly, afraid to let go. "I was distant because I was trying to figure that out. And when I did figured out I kept my distance because it hurts too much to be near you; to be close to you. To see you so happy and excited. It was hard because I wanted to be happy with you and be excited with you but I can't –couldn't. All I could manage was to be happy for you whilst wishing I could be with you instead."

"Why didn't you ask me when I told you to ask me not to marry him?" Maura asked in between her sobs.

"I was barely holding on and when I saw your boxes, it broke me. It was like a slap in the face, waking me up and making me realize that I would be losing you. I kissed you. I didn't expect you to kiss me back. But you did and then you asked me to leave. I was confuse and been hurting and I didn't know what to think too. But when I came home, I saw Frankie and we got talking, I was trying to think of a way to make it easier for me to let go and I couldn't but then… then it was like a moment of clarity of what I brought to your life compared to what Jack could give you."

Jane paused and tried to read Maura's eyes. If any of what she was saying was making sense to her best friend. But the frowned in Maura's forehead remained deep, the tears kept falling and she was still sobbing.

Jane could only find comfort in the fact that at least Maura was willing to listen. At least she was given the chance to explain.

Taking a deep breath, Jane continued on-

"I thought you were always going to be in danger because of Paddy, you didn't need an added extra by having me; I brought more danger to your life than Paddy," Jane tightened her hold on Maura's hand, guilt joining in the turmoil of feelings swimming inside her. "You were endangered by Hoyt because of your relation to ME. You were targeted, abducted and held captive as part of Alice's revenge towards ME. It didn't even stopped there, you suffered head injury and your…" at this Jane –not thinking- reached and caressed the side of Maura's forehead where a barely-there-scar was at, and then tucking a strand of hair behind Maura's ear. "You had to doubt yourself, second-guessed yourself and your beautiful mind as a result. I can't…" Jane shook her head.

"I love you too much Maura," she said almost a whisper before continuing in a much clearer tone-

"I brought danger to your life while Jack offers salvation," she said. "At the end of the day, there wasn't a choice to choose from. Your safety will always be my priority. It was the only reason why I was able to keep my ground. Because I kept thinking about your safety. About you being alive."

"You didn't think to ask my opinion?" Maura asked clearly upset going by the tone in her voice. "You didn't think about what I would want?"

"I…"

But before Jane could answer, Maura asked more "YOU didn't think it was up to ME, what I want? You chose my safety, you didn't consider MY choice!" She pulled her hands away from the Detective still kneeling in front of her.

"You were right that my life and health had been put on the line just by being part of yours. But didn't you stop and think that regardless I still stayed because I wanna be in it?! Because I am HAPPY that I am part of your life as you are part of mine!"

"It was exactly why I took it upon myself to decide," Jane explained reaching for Maura's hands.

It was pulled away from her reach.

"I know you wouldn't choose your safety…"

"It's not about choosing my safety," the Doctor interrupts. "It's about me, always going to be choosing you! Because this is MY life and I would always want YOU in it! Because YOU Jane brought joy to MY life. Because YOU. Make. ME. Happy!" and then with a much softer tone, she added, "because I love you and I would be happy to be with you. Because I'd rather be in danger and be happy with you, than be safe and miserable."

And Jane was quick to argue, "I know I wouldn't be able to live with myself if anything happens to you because of me!"

And then it was silent with only the quiet sobs from Maura and a barely-controlled sniff from Jane. She tried to reach for Maura's hands again, this time the Doctor didn't move it away and Jane held on to it.

She didn't want to fight or argue. She just wanted Maura to understand.

"Please Maur… Please try to understand…" she begged. "Please…"

"Why did you let something to happen between us?" Maura asked quietly, sounding tired and looking tiredly at Jane.

A sharp in-take of breath and a pause. How will she explain why? There was only one way to answer Maura's question –with the truth.

"It was me being selfish," the Detective admitted, bringing Maura hands closer to her lips, knuckles against her chin. "I wanted to have something to hold on to… a memory to hold on to for when you were finally gone."

When Maura didn't say anything instantly, Jane held on to the hands in hers, kissing it over and over again.

"I'm sorry. Please…" she apologized and begged. "More than anything she wanted Maura to understand and hopefully eventually forgive her for all the hurt and pain she had caused.

"You let something between us and even after then, you were still set on letting me marry Jack," Maura started quietly after much thought on what Jane had revealed and explained. "You didn't even offer me an explanation then, and I was left to believe and speculate –against my better judgement. I thought you just wanted to know what it was like, or that you may have loved me but not enough to be with me or… just didn't really want to be with me but was just afraid to lose your best friend."

"I'm sorry," Jane didn't know what else to say. She apologized and apologized and kissed Maura's hands, knuckles over and over. "I'm so so sorry."

"I love you Maur," she declared yet again. "I swear, the only reason why I didn't do anything was because I kept on thinking of what happened, all those dangerous scenario and how much I just want to keep you safe and alive and a shot of a normal life."

"You didn't want to try and take a risk," Mayra commented, voice just above whisper. Not shouting and void of any hint of… anything. It was like she was thinking out loud –only she wasn't just.

"I didn't want to risk YOUR life," Jane countered, desperate and worried.

Maura's face was blank. Tears still falling from her tired hazel eyes, but any emotions present earlier now masked.

"So what exactly are you doing here? Why exactly do you hope to achieve by being here?" she asked evenly.

Jane was taken aback by the question. She opened her lips to try and answer but she got nothing.

Why was she there?

When she saw Maura running away, it was instinct that she followed and when she didn't catch her, it was still instinct that made her look for her best friend. When she finally found her, in state of distress and hurt and crying, she wanted nothing more than to be able to hold her and comfort her. Take all the pain away that ironically she caused.

What exactly did she hope to achieve looking for Maura and once found?

"It still hasn't changed," Maura continued when Jane failed to answer. Once again she pulled her hands away from the Detective and turned her chair to the side now facing her desk again just like when Jane had found her.

"I may not be married to Jack –that's the only difference. But you still wanted my safety as you said. And I still –from time to time- will be in danger if still be a part of your life," she stated as she wiped her tears stained face.

Jane was just quiet, at loss of what to say. Everything that has happened from when she arrived at Maura's office to the exchanged of words they had and the changed of phase of their conversation, she couldn't keep up. It was like being in a roller-coaster only she didn't know how the next phase would go.

When Maura didn't add anything and it has been quiet with not a sound to break the silence, Jane stood and took a chance to look in to Maura's unreadable face –the perfect poker face.

"Maur…"

"You should go Jane," Maura said instead.

When Jane didn't move, Maura turned her face to the side and look Jane straight in the eyes. Brown orbs held worry and anguish, pool of hazel void of any emotion aside from tears ever present, ready to fall at any time.

"I SAID GO!" The Doctor –for the first time- shouted.

"Maura," Jane took a step forward and was about to wrap her arms around her best friend, only to be pushed so strongly away.

"GO!"

Maura ordered again and again Jane tried to wrap her in her arms. This time, Maura stood from her chair and pushed Jane with all the strength she could master. Jane caught off guard stumbled backward and almost fell.

"I SAID GO!"

Maura demanded again, eyes now showing anger. One that Jane had never seen before.

"GO!"

And this time, against her will –but not better judgement- Jane did.

She left Maura's office as requested, closing the door behind her. But once out of sight, she let herself be seated by door with her back against it.

She would wait for Maura to calm down.

She would wait for another chance to talk.

She would wait.

For however long it takes.

For this time, she wouldn't choose to let go.

This time she will fight.

Because she loves Maura too.