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    Wicked Little Town

    ”Maura.” Jane’s warm voice washed over her. ”I know why you left; I know I don’t deserve to hear your voice or ask for your forgiveness. You owe me nothing and I owe you everything. But please, Maura, I know we can never get back what we had, what we were but please call me or text me and let me know you’re ok. I am truly sorry, you’ll never know how much. I won’t try and find you if you don’t want me to, but I need to know you’re safe.” Maura felt a silent tear run down her cheek as Jane’s voice broke. ”Even if it’s to tell me to leave you alone, please contact me. I won’t answer the phone so you don’t have to worry. I am sorry though Maura. I miss you, I miss us.” Sobs echoed in the background before Jane cut off the message, leaving Maura reeling.

    Getting to her feet, Maura slipped her phone back into her pocket and continued her walk through the park, back to her home. She had been careful not to leave a trail, this had been her new start. She made a stone of her heart and left because if she hadn’t, she’d have died there. Making a mental note to change her cell number in the morning, Maura sighed. No one could find her now, not even Jane.

    As she pushed open her new front door, Maura sighed. She would contact Jane and make the break a clean one.

    -/-

    Jane sat at her desk and drummed her fingers on the top. She knew she was running a fine line, focusing her energies on finding Maura rather than the pile of paperwork that was threatening to become mountainous. She clicked on her internet browser and hit maps. Frost had found nothing, only an email confirming a flight to San Francisco, from there, Maura had vanished. She hadn’t used a credit card that he could tell and when Jane had logged into Maura’s credit card account online, there were no new transactions. With no way of getting into her bank account, Jane stared at the map, cursing the city for being so large.

    When her phone rang on her hip, she pulled it from its holster, glancing at the screen quickly.

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    1. Great story!!!! Must be ESP as in another of your stories I asked if you would write one about their separation.

      This is excellent. I will be following your fan fictions.

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