RIZZOLI & ISLES

Us? Pls

Blakeigh Hollis

Author: Blakeigh Hollis

Title: Us? Pls

Pairing: Jane and Maura of course

Summary: Jane wakes up in the hospy and the first person she sees isn’t Maura. To Jane that’s a problem

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters…if i did they would definitely be more Rizziles on tv!

Us? Pls

Blakeigh Hollis

I hurt.

I hurt bad. My body hurts. My head hurts. This pain is so intense, radiating from..my …side?

The memory suddenly plays in my mind. A scene begins to unfold, formulating in bits and pieces, like the pieces of a puzzle. I see Bobby. I see me as a hostage. I see me yelling, screaming for someone to shot him. To save Frankie. Then i see me move to grab the gun and pull the trigger. I shot myself! Then the memory begins to slow down. Everything plays in slow motion when my eyes find her. Maura. My heart dropped. Oh God she saw me shoot myself. She runs in slow motion down the steps and to me. She is the first one by my side. I watch helplessly as she collapses to the ground sobbing. The scenes starts to fade. My gaze finds my face. The face twisted in pain. I look at Maura. The hurt. Its too much. I look away. I see my eyes close and thats when the sound returns. I can hear Maura calling my name. Screaming for me. I watch as she holds me. I watch her tears.

“Maura!” I yell once and the scene goes black.

I feel a hand shaking my shoulder. I slowly open my eyes, Maura’s name still coming from my lips and I see Frost. Not her but Frost. My heart twist. Where is she?

“Jane? Jane blink if you can hear me?” Frost says

I blink. He laughs. “Thank god Jane!”

“What? She awake?” I hear another voice. But not the one i want.

Frost turns to respond to that voice and I look around. I hate hospitals. Death has a strong essence here. Korsaks’ face comes into to my view. His eyes are swollen. Korsak smiles.

“Were you crying?” I croak.

He laughs. “No I had something in my eyes” He shakes his head smiling, “Before you ask, Frankie is fine. He’s out of surgery and your parents and Maura are with him”

Maura. I roll her name around in my head. Just the sound of her name makes me feel better. I need her. Before I could ask Frost puts a cup of water to my lips. “Drink” he says. I oblige. The water feels cool going down my throat. After I’m done, my throat feels so much better.

“Janie!” That voice I recognize. My mom comes bursting into the room and runs straight to me. She quickly envelops me in a hug. Frost and Korsak immediately gather themselves to leave them room.

“Aw Ma. Guys! Korsak! Don’t leave me here with her!” i gesture to my mom, who is clinging and sobbing awkwardly on my bed.

“Be nice Jane” Frost replies as they exit. I sigh. Three visitor’s. And none of them were the one person I wanted, no needed to see. To feel. Whose voice would make this experience a little easier to deal with. I sighed. Maura. Beautiful, gorgeous, intelligent, walking –Wikipedia, Queen of the Dead – Maura. Ma’s voice snaps me out of my thoughts. I hadn’t noticed but now I did. She had pulled up a chair and was sitting next to me. I sighed inwardly. Here she goes.

“–and what were you thinking?! Your father and I were terrified. They don’t pay enough for this Jane. Why can’t you have a normal job, with a family and a husband–” I cut her off. I really didn’t want to here this right now.

“Ma, where’s Maura?”

“Dr. Isles is with Frankie. He’ll be fine Janie. You’re father is with them”

I was confused “Why is Maura with Frankie and not me?”

Ma gave me that glare “Well, Janie how else are we supposed to understand your brother’s condition?”

I shook my head. That just wasn’t right. Maura is always by my side, no matter who is in danger.

“Has she been in to see me at all?” I ask hopefully

Ma shakes her head “No Jane, she–she cant”

I try to sit up but can’t. The pain is too much. I try again and slowly mange to meet my bed as my mom raises it with the remote. I gasp, slowing my breathing.

“Honestly Jane, why can’t you take it easy. Your in the hospital for goodness sake!”

“Ma” i say though gritted teeth “What do you mean she can’t?”

She sighs “Whenever she gets anywhere near your door, she panics and starts to hyperventilate. The only time she actually got in here, she passed out”

“Well– Well i’m awake now so go get her!” I say.

Ma just looks at me. She sighs. “Janie, she was really shaken up” she shakes her head “We all know you wanted to save Frankie but did you have to shot yourself in front of her?”

I shook my head “I didn’t know she was coming up. I thought she would stay with Frankie!” I sighed “Ma, please go get her”

She nodded and got up to leave. Hand on the door she turned around “Don’t hurt her again Jane” and quickly left.

I sighed. My side was killing me. What was I going to say? How could I apologize? Would she accept it? All these thoughts were going through my head. I was deep in my head that i didn’t notice the door open or hear it close shut. I heard someone clear their throat and I looked up. My heart started to beat erratically. My palms started to to sweat. There she was. The woman who kept me awake at night. Whose scent I smell on my sheets at night. Who right now was making me feel like a 12 year old school boy asking out his first girlfriend. Only she could make me nervous. Only she could make me sweat. Only she could make me fall head over heels in love with her and not know it.

Even her name was exquisite. Just like the woman who owned it. I looked her over. Her read rimmed , puffy swollen eyes cut deep in my heart. Her wrinkled clothes and hastily tied ponytail made me ache for her. She fidgeted and there wasn’t even a hint of a smile in her eyes. My heart broke.

Maura

Part 2

She stayed in the doorway, death grip on the door handle. Not moving. Breathing heavily.Just staring at me. I wanted her to talk. I wanted to hear her voice. I wanted her to do something other just stand in the door breathing erratically. She started to get that flush look, turning pale. I couldn’t take that look. I opened my mouth to speak but she started to hyperventilate. Her eyes went wide and her hand flew to her chest. Soon after she doubled over, gasping for breath. Trying to breathe.

“Maura! Breathe dammit!”

I felt so helpless. i couldn’t do anything for her confined to the bed. I had to get to her. I jumped out of bed when she collapsed to the ground, tears leaking out of her eyes. The IV was ripped out of my hand but I ignored that pain but I couldn’t ignore the pain from my wound. I collapsed back on the bed. It was just too much. By then Maura had either stopped breathing or passed out. I couldn’t tell. All I knew was that I couldn’t hear her breathing anymore.

“Maura..” I whispered. She didn’t respond. “Ma! Ma! Nurse….somebody!”

Korsak and Frost burst into the room.

“Help her!” I shrieked.

Frost ran to Maura while Korsak tried to get me back into the bed. I fought him. I needed to be by her side like she was always by mines. “No Korsak– I need to be with her!”

Nurses and doctors rushed into the room, followed by my parents. Korsak forced me down in the bed and I felt a needle go in my arm. The last thing I saw was Maura being lifted and rushed out the room, and then it all went black.

* * * * *

Her scent woke me. Exotic and breathtaking. Just like her. And it was close. I didn’t want it to go away, thought I was dreaming, so I kept my eyes close. I tried to move but my arm was stuck underneath someone pressed into my side. There was a head nestled in the juncture between my neck and shoulder. Hair tickled my nose as I turned my head and pressed my nose into the crown of that head. I sniffed. Maura. Maura was in my bed. Not the exact way that I had imagined getting her there but it would do. I opened my eyes and pulled back a little so I could look down at her face. She looked so unlike herself. She was curled into me laying on her side, hand under her head like a little girl. Frightened because she saw her best friend shoot herself. The dried tears or her cheeks spoke volumes. She looked like she hadn’t slept in days. Maybe even since I had been shot. Her eyes were still puffy and worse..she had on no makeup. My gaze traveled downward to her clothes. Not a hit of expensive fabric or heels in sight. Not even yoga clothes. She was just..dressed. Sweats and a really bland shirt. So unlike Maura at all. My heart twisted. What had I done to her? She looked exhausted. Haunted.

“Oh Maura, Im so sorry” I pressed a kiss to her forehead, heart breaking again for the pain I caused her. I placed my head back on top of hers, putting her head back into the juncture it was originally in.

She blinked and I felt her eyelashes slowly open against her neck. Her breathing was steady.

“Jane?” her voice, barely above a whisper, lips moving against my neck, made me smile.

“Yes hunny?”

“Why am I laying in your bed?”

“Do you not want to be here?” I frowned, getting scared. I wanted her to stay. I didn’t want her to leave. Instinctively, my arm tightened around her waist.

“I do” she said.

I felt uneasy. Maura wasn’t acting the same. Well, like herself. She was distant. Withdrawing from me and it frightened me more than Hoyt did.

“Maura, are you ok?” I asked cautiously.

She nodded. “I’m fine, Jane.”

I pulled back some so I could look at her face.She avoided my gaze. “Well you don’t look fine. Look at me” i demanded.

She wouldn’t. “ I assure you that, even under the circumstances, I am perfectly fine.”

I sighed. That was the longest sentence I had gotten out of her so far. I pulled her closer to me and placed my chin on her head. I knew what I had to do. “Maura, I love you”

She stiffened “That would be the medication talking.” She sat up “I’ll go get the nurse”

She didn’t believe me. Panic like no other coursed through my body. I could’t let her leave without hearing me out. I grabbed her arm before she could slide off the bed. She stopped and turned back to face me. Up til now, I hadn’t moved the arm on my injured side but I did now. I grabbed both her arms and pulled her down, crashing my mouth against hers. Her lips were pliant and soft and after a few opened up to my tongue, plunging into her mouth. She gasped. I pulled her down until she partly splayed across me. Her body was as soft as her lips. I groaned. I loved the feel of her but for now i concentrated on pouring all my feelings for her into this one kiss. Our first kiss. And if left up to me, it would not be our last. My tongued dueled with hers. Touching. Tasting. She groaned and pressed herself tighter against me. I chuckled and slid my lightly down her body. I felt the delicious shudder rack her body and her kiss grew bold. My lips left hers and traveled up to her pulse, licking and gently biting. When I felt her pulse under my mouth, I growled. Something feral ripped through me and I bit down hard, tasting her, marking her, claiming her as my own. She cried out above me hands gripping my forearms. And i couldn’t help giving her a matching mark on the other side of her neck, just to her the delicious sound again. My hand traveled up, cupping her breast, teasing her nipple through her shirt. She arched into me. Panting and groaning from Maura Isles was music to my ears. A lovely mixture of whimpering and little cries were better than any musical symphony I had ever heard. I pulled her mouth back to mines.

“I. love.you.” accenting each word with open mouth kisses against her lips. I pulled back, looking into her eyes. She was flushed and panting. She nodded. She looked down at my arms.

“Sorry” she mumbled, “Im squeezing your Antebrachium muscles.” She slowly pulled away from me, running her fingers over her face. She sighed. Heavily. And said nothing.

I started to get nervous. “Maura–”

“How long, Jane? How long have you loved me?”

I was tired of laying down. I needed her to understand me. I sat up, it was a struggled but for her I managed. By the end, I was sweating and panting but damn those drugs were awesome. I cupped her face and turned it to mine.

“Since I first laid eyes on you. I just hadn’t realized it yet” I smiled. It wasn’t her usual but I was rewarded with a small smile. “Will you marry me? Can there be an us…please? I’m sorry about what happened. I didn’t mean to scare you. I just wanted to save Frankie–”

She silenced me with a kiss “I know you did. Your need to be protective and in charge is..really endearing.” She dropped her gaze “I couldn’t live if you had died. Seeing you laying on the ground. Bleeding. I couldn’t stop it. And I tried. I tried so hard.” Her eyes started to water. Her gaze returned to mine “I love you too, Jane.” She smiled a watery smile that somehow managed to still look gorgeous. She kissed me again. Slowly this time. “And yes, I will marry you. I’ve been waiting for you to ask me that for the longest”