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The next morning began in a hurry.
Jane had obviously gone deeper than she had planned to, and her pyjamas were bloodstained.
In between putting them into the washer, checking her beddings and cleaning up herself, her phone rang.
On the other end of the line was a concerned Korsak, asking her where she was.
It was only then that it dawned her that she had an under cover assignment that day.
Groaning she promised to be there as soon as possible and changed into a pair of light jeans and a blue shirt before leaving her apartment.
Her assignment worked out quite well and in the afternoon she was able to track down their suspect and arrest him.
He didn't go down without a fight, so Jane had to run after him, but in the end they had him in custody.
Finally being able to go to a rest room of the precinct, she noticed the brownish stains on her jeans.
Fuck, she thought.
There was no way she could get them out now that they had obviously dried.
If she could just go home fast enough, maybe no one would notice.
When she had made up her mind to basically run out to her car, her phone vibrated. It was Maura, asking to see her in her lab.
There was no way she could go home now. She would never ignore Maura again.
She tried her best to convince herself that her friend wouldn't notice before heading down the stairs, hoping to get a few more seconds to think that way.
It was then that the brunette noticed the stinging on her thighs.
Her work had taken her mind away from the pain, but now it was undeniably there.
Slowly she entered the lab, to see the blonde doctor sitting in her bureau.
She opened the door.
"Hey Jane I just wanted to", began Maura while turning towards the detective. "What's wrong?", she asked.
Jane began to panic.
How could Maura know that something was wrong? She couldn't.
"Nothing", she answered way to late.
"Don't lie to me, Jane" said a slightly hurt doctor.
She couldn't understand why her friend would lie to her. She had always been there for her and she was worried.
She got up from her chair and went towards Jane, who took a step back to keep some distance between them.
She did that move subconsciously and knew as soon as she had stepped back, that it was the worst she could have done. Now Maura knew for sure that something was wrong.
The doctor, who decided to leave Jane some privacy, tried to make sense of her friend.
She clearly wouldn't tell her about whatever was bothering her, so Maura eyed her friend up and down, to find at least some hints.
Seeing the stains on the jeans, her eyes went wide.
"Jane, what's on your jeans?"
How could Jane possibly answer that? Realizing that she had no explanation, she tried to act surprised by what was visible on her clothes.
"What? Oh my god, where did these come from?"
She failed miserably.
"Is that blood Jane?" Maura was really worried now.
"I thought you never guessed" said Jane, hoping to make her friend lose focus on the stains.
Seeing the worried look on her friends face, she said "Listen Maura. I don't know where they came from. I bet they are from the suspect. You know, I had to tackle him down. Why did you call me down here anyway?"
There was silence filling the room for a few more seconds.
Maura finally decided to drop the subject, she would get her answers later.
"I wanted to ask if we could have movie night at yours tonight?"
That was actually not what she had called Jane for, but since she had her plans on investigating, it wasn't really a lie. "Sure" Jane said, her mouth dry.
"Just give me an hour or two, can you bring food?" Maura nodded.
It would be one hour.
Jane was obviously hiding something, and the doctor wouldn't give her too much time to destroy evidence.