Little Girl: Rizzoli and Isles Fanfiction Book Four

Chapter 23

Maura Pov
When Jane was looking at the damage Ian had done, you could tell that she was furious and disgusted. She hated seeing me go through this once, never mind twice. She ran her hand across me at one point and I started to shake because I got scared. It was scary being seen in such an intimate way immediately after something happened. I'm glad Jane asked though. She obviously cared about how it looked. She wouldn't just look to make sure it was good for sex. Ugh. I feel like I never want to have sex again. I couldn't do that to Jane though. Could I? Would she no longer love me? No she would still love me but she would wait till I was ready to make love again. She gently looked at me and smiled.
"I love you."
"Love you too tootsie."
She carefully slipped my underwear and pants back on and crawled next to me. It was like 5am now and I could only see the outline of Jane's curves. Like a silhouette. I put my hand on her chest and felt her heart beat. It was a nice feeling of the soft sounding pound every second. I removed my hand as Jane set an alarm for 9AM and we decided to get some sleep. I layed against Jane's chest as usual and fell asleep with her asleep with her arms safely wrapped around me.
We fell asleep together and it really was one of the best feelings in the world to feel so protected.
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Jane Pov
I woke up to Maura thrashing a out. She was shaking and whimpering and hit me in the face which would probably leave a mark but I didn't mind. I've had worse.
"Maura. Baby doll wake up. " I gently nudged Maura and she woke up with fear in her eyes as she searched my face for comfort.
"Did I do that to you?" Maura looked at me with sadness.
"It's okay baby don't worry about it." I wrapped around her again and she immediately started crying.
"I had a dream that he caught me again and I got free so I chased him. " She sobbed through her words and I let her cry into me as I checked the time. 8:45. We'd have to get up soon anyway. As soon as she stopped crying she shot up and threw up again. I followed her to the bathroom as she vomited for the second time this morning. I wonder if she is pregnant. Poor Maura wouldn't even know what to do if she was pregnant with Ian's kid. She stopped throwing up and washed out her mouth and got dressed with me. She threw on a pair of black leggings and a loose poncho type shirt that was comfortable yet stylish as she would call it. I watched as she struggled to brush her hair without getting jabbed with pain from her ribs. I took the brush from her and started doing it for her as she just sat on the bed helplessly. I put her hair in a loose ponytail and kissed her gently as she looked at me gratefully. I finished getting ready myself and we went to the gynecologist for the horrid exam that Maura would be going through.