These games we play

by xx myth master xx

Maura never jumps off bridges. Maura never shoots people through herself. Maura never becomes the object of a deranged psychopath's fantasy. It is when Jane walks into the line of fire to save a little girl that Maura holds her breath. These are the moments where she cannot breathe. It is not voluntary. It just is. Post 5x12. Rizzles slow burn. {UPDATE: Final chapter is up.}

4. Chapter 4

CHAPTER 4

Faint muffled sounds reach Maura's ears and draw her out from quiet sleep. She looks around confused for a moment. A smile teases her lips when remembers she is not alone at home anymore. Maura picks up her phone to glance at the time through squinted eyes still half asleep. 3:00 a.m. it reads. Maura sighs. She gets off her bed, straightens her yellow nightgown and the heads for the living room.

Jane lays sprawled over the couch with a beer clutched in her hand, still in her t-shirt and pants, her face blankly staring at the wall. Maura stands behind her for as long as her patience will allow and then steps around the couch to settle down besides her. She takes the empty beer bottle from Jane's hand and places it on the coaster on the coffee table.

"Can't sleep again?" Maura places one hand on Jane's thigh.

Jane turns her head to look at Maura and shrugs.

"I know it's been a while and it's probably stupid, but I can't get it out of my head"

Maura purses her lips and pauses a moment.

"It isn't stupid Jane. It's perfectly natural to experience such symptoms after such a traumatic experience. You jumped off a bridge."

"I jumped off a bridge" Jane nods turning back to stare at aimlessly at the pale wall in front of her, her hand rubbing circles over the one Maura put on her thigh.

"Come on," Maura gets off the couch taking Jane's hand in her own, softly nudging the other woman to follow.

She leads the way back to her own room and holds the door open for Jane to step in first. Maura steps around Jane letting the door close behind them and the points to the bed. "Sleep," she orders.

Jane obeys by settling down on what is usually her side of the bed knowing well enough Maura prefers the left side.

Maura settles down besides her and then flicks her finger in circles across the air. "Turn"

Jane raises her eyebrows, but complies.

Maura scoots closer and then brings one arm around Jane's waist. Her face lays close enough for her to get a full whiff of Jane's hair. Maura smiles.

"I'm right here. You're safe. Go to sleep"

Maura keeps her hold firm. She could get used to this.

"But Jane,"

"Mhmm," Jane mumbles a response.

"Don't you ever do something so stupid again."