A/N: Thank you all for the feedback from last chapter! I'm glad you're all liking it so much :) I will apologize in advance. I told you last chapter that the chapters would be around 2500 words, but this one is a bit shorter. No idea how that happened though. But the others will be longer! At least they should be. Anyway, I hope you're going to like this chapter as well. There will be more Jane and Maura bantering in the next chapter!
After Maura had left, the doctor had walked in, asking her how she was feeling and performing a physical exam. He let her know that they would make a CT scan of her head and possibly an MRI. When she asked what her injuries were, he listed them off. Her most pressing injury was a punctured lung caused by a fractured rib. Her left wrist had been broken and her leg had been badly scraped. Her face had several bruises and she had suffered a mild concussion. Dr. Henderson told her someone would be over to get her for the CT scan, before excusing himself and leaving the room.
Angela had slowly but steadily started going off about the dangers of her job and why she couldn't do something safer. Jane had let her, not in the mood to deal with any of it anyway. To be honest, Maura was on her mind the whole time. She had no idea why, but her name sounded very familiar. She just couldn't remember where she had heard it. Angela slowly trailed off, having said what she wanted to. A knock startled them both.
"Korsak. Frost. Hey." Jane was glad to see another familiar face besides her mother. Frankie hadn't been around yet. He called to ask how she was doing and to let Jane know that they were going to find the suspect, before promising that he would be by soon.
The two Detectives gave Jane a small smile, before slowly entering the room. Korsak had some flowers in his hands while Frost held some sort of bunny balloon. He smiled sheepishly.
"How are you feeling?" She shrugged, motioning to herself. "Good point."
Angela stood up, reaching for the flowers in Korsak's hands. She gave the man a smile. "I'll put these in a vase."
Jane watched the interaction between the two with a small shake of her head. The two always acted like they were totally into each other, but neither of them actually acted on it. The two men took a seat, turning to face Jane.
"What happened? When we heard you got hit by a car we didn't know it would be this bad." Jane chuckled, before hissing in pain.
"Damnit. Yeah well. I didn't even know it was this bad until the doctor came in and listed it all off. Fucking car. I almost had the guy too." She scowled, amusing the men in the room.
"So do you know who hit you?" Jane's eyes turned to Frost.
"Maura Isles. She's a doctor apparently. Came over here to apologize and started crying all over herself." The Detective shook her head. "Even Ma felt sorry for her. And that was after she found out that she was the one who ran me over." Frost and Korsak shared a look.
"You pressing charges?" The older man asked, eyeing Jane.
The woman sighed, running a hand through her hair. "I don't know. She obviously has enough to deal with. Besides, I don't really want to deal with any of that stuff."
"Fair enough. So when you getting out of here?" Jane smirked at Frost.
"As fast as I can. You know I hate hospitals." The Detective leaned back, closing her eyes. She heard Korsak talk to her.
"You're not going until the doctors clear you Jane. And don't make me put uniforms outside your room to make sure." She smiled, opening her eyes to look at the older man.
"Fine. Besides, I think Ma will have me tied down if I try anything."
"You're damn sure I will." Angela walked back into the room, flowers in hand. She placed it down on the nightstand, shooting Jane a warning look.
"Hey!" Frost suddenly piped up. "Did you say Maura Isles?" Jane raised an eyebrow, nodding. The young buy frowned.
"I think I heard her name from somewhere."
"Yeah, so did I. Can't seem to remember from where though."
The room was silent for a moment. Jane took a breath, reveling in the calmness that surrounded her. She hated hospitals, yes, but as long as there was someone around it was bearable. Letting these thoughts fill her mind, she slowly let herself succumb to sleep.
Jane had to stay in the hospital for another week. She had started moaning and whining after the second day, but apparently the nurses and the doctors wouldn't budge. She figured her mother and Korsak had something to do with it. She was glad when she was being discharged and was walking out of the hospital. Much to her mother's chagrin who had insisted on her being in a wheel chair.
"Ma, I'm fine! If I wouldn't have been able to walk I wouldn't have been discharged." She heard her Ma grumble something behind her, but paid no attention to it. Instead, something caught her eye. Or rather someone.
She stopped dead in her tracks, Angela who had been walking behind her bumped into her. "Jane! Don't just stop like that! There are people behind you. Are you even listening to me? Of course you're not. You never listen to your mother. You wouldn't have ended up in this situation if you had. Jane!"
The Detective scowled. "What's she doing here?" Angela followed her daughter's gaze. Her eyes landed on Maura Isles, standing by their car with a fruit basked in her arms. She looked nervous.
"I don't know." Angela didn't say any more, also confused as to why the doctor was there. "But let's go find out." She gave Jane one more pointed look before walking to the car, bags in hand. Jane sighed, trailing after her.
"Maura." The doctor's head snapped up at the sound of her name. Both women saw her eyes widen, fear flashing in them for just a moment.
"Uhm, hello." Her eyes moved to Jane. "I heard you were being discharged. I just… wanted to give you this." She held out the basked for Jane, expecting her to take it. Instead, Jane just looked at it completely offended. She wanted to make a comment about her wrist and the cast that was adorning it, but thought against it. So instead she went with something else.
"So you think you can buy my forgiveness?" Maura's eyes widened and she quickly retaliated.
"N-No, I just… you told me to leave you alone, so I did. But I wanted to give you something. This fruit basket will severely help with the rest of your treatment. They hold vitamins and minerals that are essential to your recovery. Like vitamin K, magnesium, folium, calcium." She trailed off, seeing the blank faces of both women. "Please take this."
Angela stepped forward after seeing that her daughter wasn't going to move an inch. She smiled at the woman. "Thank you Maura. It's very kind of you." The honey blonde smiled softly, before turning away. Both Angela and Jane watched her walk off.
Angela sighed. "She didn't mean to run you over Jane." Jane raised her eyebrows.
"So what? I'm just supposed to forgive and forget? I don't think so." Jane waltzed over to the car, indicating that this conversation was over. Angela rolled her eyes, but followed her nonetheless, carefully putting the fruit basket on the back seat. Her daughter was always so stubborn.
Jane's 'recovery' consisted of a week alone in her apartment. Her mother came over every day to cook her something and clean up, seeing as Jane only had one working hand and it wasn't her good one. She kept nagging her mother, telling her she could handle it, but the woman wouldn't have any of it. Frankie came over every other day after his shift, giving her somewhat of a change. But she quickly grew tired of sitting at home. She couldn't wait to get back to work. Even if she was stuck to desk duty for the remainder of the time.
The fruit basket she had gotten from Maura stood untouched in a corner of the room. She had wanted to throw it away, but after getting a look from her mother she had refrained from it. Didn't mean she had to eat any of it though. Besides, it wouldn't take long before the fruit was starting to rot and she had to throw it out. If it didn't walk off on its own that is.
The week progressed slowly and painfully, the Detective still relying on pain-meds. She was starting to feel better, but she wasn't allowed to exercise or do anything that would strain her brain. If she would be feeling nauseous or lightheaded or had any other symptoms she had to contact the hospital immediately. Fortunately for her, she was symptom free. Not that she was actually going to go back there anyway.
Monday morning couldn't come sooner and Jane felt completely at ease when she walked into the precinct. She was greeted by several officers, happy to see her going back at it. She smiled appreciatively, grabbing a coffee as she headed upstairs to start her day. Even desk duty didn't seem to bring her mood down. However, the sight she saw when she walked into the bull pen made her blood run cold.
"Jane! You're back." Frost's voice didn't succeed in taking her eyes off the figure standing in the middle of the room.
"What the hell are you doing here?" What was this woman trying to do? Invade her life? Try to make it unbearable? She clenched her jaw, narrowing her eyes at the woman.
"Good morning Detective. I see you're back to work. Did you enjoy the fruit basket I gave you?" Jane just looked at this woman, wondering if she was serious.
"Are you serious? You really think I would touch any of that? I told you already, you can't buy my forgiveness. Now what the hell are you doing here?" She felt a feeling of guilt seep into her stomach as she saw the hurt flash through Maura's eyes. She quickly pushed it away however, remembering that she was the reason she just spend two weeks away from her job.
Maura cleared her throat, obviously trying to get her composure back. "I'm the new Chief Medical Examiner. So we'll be seeing more of each other." She turned back to Korsak, a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes on her face. "Did you need me for something else Sargent?" Korsak could only shake his head, before watching the doctor walk off.
Maura stopped for a moment when she passed Jane, letting her eyes travel over Jane's face.
"You look a little pale Detective. Some fruit would surely benefit you at the moment." Not waiting for a reply, she made her way to the elevator, leaving a stunned Jane behind.
Frost whistled. "Damn. She can hold her own. Better watch your back Jane." Jane glared at Frost, her sour mood returning.
"Shut up Frost." She let herself drop down in the chair, wincing when she felt her body protest. She still wasn't a hundred percent. Sighing, she looked at the pile of paperwork on her desk. They had definitely made sure she would be occupied for the oncoming weeks.
Grabbing the top folder, she flipped it open with her right hand, now suddenly wishing she was still at home.
A/N: Alright, so let me know what you thought and I will be uploading twice a week once She's The Man - Or Not has finished. This story will take its slot! So for now! Until next week. :)