Just to answer some questions I saw either on PMs or reviews.

No, Jane doesn't have anything in her underwear, except what you expect her to.

Yes, this chapter is small, but I wanted to let you know I'm still working on this

No, I'm not going to abandon this story, I always finish my stories, even if they take some time

Now that I've answered your questions, time to ask mine

Are you still interested in this story? if yes, then please let me know

How many of you are upset about this seasons developments on Suzie? -I won't spoil it for those who havent watched yet, but those who had really know what I'm talking about.

Love y'all, enjoy this

LK


Chapter 23

''Maura, Maura please calm down okay?'' Jane pleaded.

''How am I supposed to calm down?!'' The Doctor asked, pacing bewildered around the sofa Jane was sat. ''I'll be calm when you find out what's wrong with my son!''

''Maura...'' Jane reached to touch a gentle hand on Maura's arm, cradling Danny against her chest. ''Come here...'' She patted the empty space next to her. ''Sit down.''

Grudgingly Maura obeyed, arms crossed over her chest.

''Look...'' Jane said, tilting the baby boy towards his mother. ''Look at him, there's nothing 'wrong' with your son.''

Maura wiped her eyes and lowered her gaze to the sleeping form but didn't speak.

''He's just fine.'' Jane continued. ''And even if he ends up being a little different, he'll still be your son.''

''But...'' Maura whispered. ''What if he's...''

''What, a monster?'' Jane met the Doctor's hazel eyes. ''Do you think I am a monster?'' She asked, no threat behind her voice.

''No!'' Maura replied forcefully. ''But...''

''Then why would he have to be a monster? You'll still love him all the same, whatever he might be growing up.'' She leaned in, pressing a small kiss on Maura's lips. ''Slow down for a minute.''

''How could that happen?'' Maura asked, relaxing under Jane's touch, settling the little bundle in her arms and leaning into the Detective.

''If he's a lycanthrope he'd have to get it from one of his parents, Dennis doesn't have any lycan blood in him, but you do.''

Maura looked up, surprised. ''How do you know that?''

Jane shrugged. ''My wolf does. In fact, I think my wolf knows much more about you than I do, maybe she doesn't even realise.'' She absent mindedly stroked the Doctor's hair. ''Maybe he's a necromancer like his mum.''

''Dennis said a 'monster'.'' Maura said, more to herself. ''This doesn't sound like a witch to me.''

''Okay, well, then you need to have a long talk with your parents and find out which one of them is a werewolf.'' She run her hands up and down Maura's arms. ''You'll just call them. I'll be with you if you want me too.''

Suddenly Maura burst into tears and Jane moved her arms away. ''What?'' She asked. ''Did I say something wrong?''

Maura buried her face in Jane's shirt muttering incomprehensible things until she could finally let out a choked answer. ''I don't know who to call...!''

''What do you mean? Maura?'' She wrapped her arms around the slim body tighter. ''Maura, baby, what's wrong?'' Jane had accepted they would have moments like that. She wasn't able to comprehend everything Maura had gone through and she knew she would just have to be patient and loving and hope that with time she would be able to reverse even a part of the damage Dennis had done. ''Maura?''

''I don't know who to call, I'm adopted...'' Maura sniffled. Jane gasped but recovered quickly, kissing the top of Maura's head, a gesture she had come to get used to.

''Oh baby...'' She soothed, squeezing the too thin shoulders. Maura had lost weight since she first met her, a certain indication of stress and anxiety. ''Oh Maura, it's okay...''

''And I can't call my mother 'cause she doesn't want to have some kind of coward for a daughter and my father he... he is busy! He is always busy!'' Her grip tightened on Jane's shirt. ''And now Denni's is gone and I have no family left and I don't know how to do this! I-''

''Maura...'' Jane's was surpisingly close to her ear and it made her stop. ''Take a deep breath.''

Maura nodded, realising her anxiety had taken the better of her. ''Good girl.'' The Detective tucked a rebellious strand behind Maura's ear. ''I'm here, I'm your family now, if... if you'll have me.''

''Please...'' Maura buried her face into Jane. ''Please don't leave me.''

''I'm not going anywhere.'' Jane assured her. ''Here's what we're gonna do, we're gonna go back to Hope and ask her to run some tests, she might be able to find out what's going on with Danny okay?''

''She...''

''She's not exactly a peoples person but she's brilliant, and she'd never harm the child from her coven.'' The Detective tilted Maura's chin up to look into her eyes. ''Okay?''

Maura nodded and Jane smiled, kissing a tear that run down her cheekbone. Suddenly her body tensed and before Maura could ask why the front door erupted in a thunder of knocks. The Detective disentangled herself from Maura's body abruptly and stood.

''You have to go!'' She said. ''You have to go now, they're here!''

''What?'' The Doctor blinked with confused. ''Who's here?''

''It's Suzie, they're coming, they're armed, Maura, please just go!''

It was all too much, the smell of at least a dozen weapons, the sweat of men on the edge of violence, Suzie's terror, as she Jane rushed to the door and yanked it open so hard the knob came off in her palm. The young wolf threw herself at Jane but she was pulled back by two men in full SWAT armour. Another man reached for Jane but she propelled him against the wall and he collided hard in Maura's living room, his helmet taking most of the force.

A bullet caused her left shoulder to explode in crimson but she barely felt it, apparently they hadn't upgraded to silver yet. The hell with hiding, she thought, howling into the night air. They had already pinned Suzie down, the young werewolf wasn't strong enough to find off two armoured attackers twice her weight, she had always been a submissive, a beta wolf. And she was still a pup, so every instinct of Jane's second nature forced her to put herself between a cub of her pack and outside danger.

She was aware of Maura standing across the street, wide eyed, screaming her name, screaming at her to stop but Danny was in her arms and she didn't dare carry him into danger. Another man, all in black, stepped into the fight, as Jane threw someone against the ground, her arms in the middle of shifting into claws. She turned her back to him, a deadly mistake, before she charged into the men holding Suzie. She ripped into them, claws tearing armour like paper.

Then she smelled it, the stench of silver and when she turned she located a sniper on a roof. There was nothing she could do to reach him before she fired and for a split second she was torn between rushing Maura and pulling her out of danger and knowing that Suzie was their real target. This hesitation was the difference between life and death and she whipped around just to see Suzie's head jerk and her small body dropping to the ground, a pool of blood already spilling around her.

''NO!''

The words drowned in the growl of the wolf and fur rippled over her skin, muscles flexing and tightening where human limbs used to be. Her clothes tore around her new, much bigger body but she didn't care, charging now on four legs instead of two. Massive jaws closed around a throat and jerked, blood trickling down her own throat and soaking the fur. She turned to the man in black armour, the one she had seen join in later, and she was moving too fast for the sniper to take her down. He calmly raised his weapon and fired and she expected her body to keep going but when the bullet hit her paws felt like they were made of water and she collapsed, her mind shutting down.

Shit...was her last thought. A tranquiliser.

The beast let out one last thunderous groan before its eyes focused on Maura and then closed.

''Where have they taken her?!''

''Are you hurt?''

''Where have they taken Jane?!'' Maura shouted again.

''Maura.'' Hope said calmly. ''Are you hurt?''

''No.'' The Doctor said grudgingly.

''Is Danny hurt?''

''No.''

''Okay.''

''No, it's not okay!''

''Maura.'' Hope sighed. ''I'm coming over right now, I'll be there in ten minutes, don't hang up, and down shout.''

''Cant you like... teleport or something?!'' Maura asked incredulously. ''Aren't you a witch?!''

''Darling, of course, I'm going to fly through your window on my broomhandle any time now.'' Hope's replied sarcastically

Maura sobbed as a response and she heard Hope sigh on the other side of the line. The woman that appeared in front of her doorestep barely seven minutes later didn't look her age at all, which must have been mid forties, instead she looked to be in her thirties, blond and hazel eyes. Despite her medium stature, just like the last time Maura had seen her the woman had a strong presence, one that a few weeks ago Maura would characterise as authority but now she knew what it was: Magic. And yet, despite this woman's authority she felt odly familiar with her, as if she had seen her before somewhere.

''Maura.'' Hope Martin said, her hand warm on Maura's shoulder. ''You're in shock darling, you have to sit down and tell me what happened okay?''

''I...''

''I'll go make us some tea, I hope you have tea?''

''I... have the panda harvest variety, I hope it's okay, I-''

It had been the way she found joy in her little secret purchases when Dennis was there. He always whined about the cost of her home brewed coffee and tea varieties, but the money was hers to spend and what he didn't know couldn't hurt him. The witch smiled at Maura.

''It's my favourite.'' She said. ''The organic taste is one to savour.''

And just like that Maura felt like she had found a kindred spirit. She smiled, despite herself. Danny slept on in his carry on seat.

She followed the witch in the kitchen, watching with awe the fine movements of the preparation of hot water. It seemed enchanting, even though she did it herself every other day and she realised this was part of the woman's charm, her glamour. She was sure that men would line up behind her wherever she went.

''It's the government... I think...'' She said, looking on the floor, wondering if what they said about vampires also went for the witches, eye contact was a bad thing. ''Suzie...Oh my God...'' Tears welled in her eyes again. She didn't know the crime tec very well but she had been polite and dependable, Suzie had made her feel welcome in the new environment of the BPD. She always had trouble connecting with people and Suzie seemed to understand that, she made everything so much easier, becoming her link with the world, just like Jane was. ''Is Suzie dead?'' She asked quietly and she heard Hope's preparation's stop.

Maura had been forced inside her house by the police, just like the dozens of other people who had rushed out to watch the scene unfold. She wasn't sure what kind of military organisation was involved but she knew there was military presence there. It was evident by the faceless men in black, moving with the thunder of combat boots.

''I'm sorry child.'' The witch said and when Maura looked up she saw the years not in her face but in her eyes. The woman was old, far older than she looked, far older than a human was supposed to be. ''Were you close?''

She wanted to say yes, but it would be a lie. Jane and Suzie were close though. It would hurt Jane to find out, if she didn't know already. She could understand the concept of a pack like a large family. ''Where is Jane?'' She asked instead.

''She's been taken for observation by the government emergency unit. That's all my contact there could tell me, that and that she's alive and they plan to keep her that way, at least for now. '' She poured a cup for her and one for Maura. ''Paddy... Patrick Doyle... he is going to join forces with Vince Korsak for her. The Executioner is valuable to our community. We'll get her back.''

Maura hugged herself, eying her cup tight lipped. ''I want Jane back.'' She said.

''We'll get your Jane back, I promise.'' Hope said. ''Nobody touches one of my coven without retribution and if Jane is yours then she is ours also.''

Maura liked the sound of that. Her Jane. Her Detective, her gorgeous, strong, brown eyed werewolf. She wanted her back.

And she'd get her back. No matter what she had to do to achieve that.


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