Jane's POV
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"...Maura Isles." Were the last words Bradyn ever said. I thought about them as they flew me to a hospital in Dallas.
I nearly had my left leg amputated below the knee...my MCL was holding my shin and quad together. I couldn't wait to go home to Boston.
My family flew down. They've visited and hardly left. I had yet to tell this mysterious Maura Isles that Brady was dead. The Army respected Brady's decision about me telling her.
I had tried calling several times, but haven't heard anything...until today.
I was lying in bed hoping for the nurse to add more morphine when someone spoke. It wasn't anyone in my family nor a nurse.
"You should be getting less morphine than you have."
The voice was so beautiful and was music to my ears. I wanted to sigh, but I figured it was probably some new, Harvard trained doctor.
"My leg was practically reattached and I am in pain. Please Doctor, can I have more?" I asked not looking.
"I'm afraid not. I don't work here and morphine can be dangerous if not used properly."
I turn and look.
"Jeez Doctor..."
"Isles. Maura Isles." She said walking towards me.
"Bradyn's older sister he always talked about." I said. She didn't look anything like Bradyn. She was pretty damn fine.
"Yeah. I haven't heard anything from him. How is he?" She asked.
"Miss Isles..." "Call me Maura."
"Maura," I said before my voice cracks, "Brady's dead."
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FanfictionWhen soldier, Jane Rizzoli, is discharged from her first deployment after her friend and commanding officer, Bradyn Isles is killed, she feels alone. Life would seem to be boring and traumatic...but that was before she met Bradyn's older sister, Doc...
