Not mine. Rizzoli and Isles belong to TGerritsen, JTamaro and TNT. I'm just using them for a bit.
A/N This is my first time writing fanfic. I tried to come up with a somewhat original story line, but it's hard with so many stories out there. Oh, and English is not my first language. I try and edit to the best of my ability, but some errors might have still snuck in. Feel free to point them out, but be kind. :)
If asked to describe Jane Rizzoli most people would tell you things like, she's strong, loud, sarcastic, kind, loyal, brazen, funny, a whirlwind, intelligent, protective, tortured, and one hell of a detective. Jane Rizzoli was all of these things, but not today, today she was tired, unsettled, and angry.
It had been less than twelve hours since Maura Isles had left Boston and Jane didn't know when she would see her again. So here Jane was, lying awake in her apartment. She wanted to sleep, she needed to sleep. Her mind and body needed the rest. And as she lies here in bed, trying to relax her muscles so she can fall asleep, her mind wanders to the events which led up to tonight.
It was late friday night, when Maura and Jane stepped through the door of Maura's home at the end of a very long day, in an even longer week. Jane kicked off her shoes near the door, unclipped her badge and gun before putting them away. She slowly walked over to the living room and let herself sink into the soft cushions of the couch.
"Do you want something to eat or drink?", the blonde asked softly, looking over at the brunette who was leaning her head against one of the big pillows.
"Nah, I'm fine," Jane said, she reached out to grab Maura's hands tugging her down on the couch next to her.
Maura happily let herself be pulled down by Jane and moved her legs so they were now on the detective's lap, Jane automatically grabbed her feet and started to slowly rub them.
"What a week, I am exhausted. I don't think I've slept since tuesday night. When are those hallucinations supposed to set in again?"
"Soon," Maura mumbled.
Jane opened one eye and peered over at Maura, "no scientific explanation, doctor Isles?"
"Can't think straight,... too tired, and you are rubbing my feet."
Jane moved to lay down on the couch, taking Maura with her, she propped herself up on her elbow and looked down at the blonde.
"Just go to sleep", she said before she leaned in and placed a kiss on the doctor's lips.
"Clothes…wrinkles," Maura tiredly mumbled.
Jane softly chuckled, only Maura would worry about things like that. "You can dry clean them, now shhh...sleep."
A few moments later Jane could hear Maura's breathing even out, indicating she had fallen asleep.
Unfortunately, even though she was exhausted herself, sleep never came easy for Jane.
Her mind drifted back to the details of BPD's latest double homicide. 'Solved double homicide', she corrected herself.
The week had started when they received a call at two in the morning on Monday. Two bodies were found in an alley outside a local restaurant. Both victims were male, late 30's, both with gunshot wounds. Maura had done the autopsies that day and provided them with the caliber used to kill both victims. The next few days the detectives worked to find leads and put the case together. They received a real break in the case when Frost worked his magic on the computer. He had taken a look into the business both victims owned together, and found some serious discrepancies in the financial records, this led them to suspect the company accountant.
They were able to get a search warrant for the accountants residence, and a gun was found in a garbage can behind the property. They took him into custody, read him his rights, and at this point they could have waited for the lab results to confirm or deny that his gun was the same as the one used in the killings, but Jane didn't like waiting. So she aimed for a confession, and Jane Rizzoli was good at interrogations. This guy had been easy, he was ready to spill the beans in less than thirty minutes. He confessed to stealing from his employers. When they had found out about the missing money, they had confronted him, and threatened to call the police. The accountant, terrified to go to prison, had taken matters into his own hands. Ironically instead of being convicted for fraud, which would have only gotten him a couple of years behind bars, he would now go to jail for the rest of his life.
All in all, a good days work, or a weeks work in this case, either way she was proud of her team and another job well done.
Maura had also been unusually busy this week, first with the autopsies of the two victims in their case, which she handled quickly and meticulous as always, and on Wednesday she had been called to consult on a particularly trying case from another medical examiner's office. Of course she helped them figure it out in no time at all. Yes, Jane was proud of the brilliant chief M.E., 'her brilliant chief M.E.' she fondly thought to herself.
Now they were finally home, happy but exhausted. Thankfully they were not on call this weekend so they could relax and spend some much needed time together.
Thinking of the relaxing time ahead of them Jane wrapped herself around Maura and finally fell asleep.
The two women were still sound asleep the next morning when Angela Rizzoli made her way into the house. She briefly peaked into the living room seeing the women comfortably resting on the couch. She quietly snuck back over to the kitchen, put on some coffee and decided to cook breakfast, she knew her girls would wake up soon as they smelled the coffee and breakfast. 'Her girls', she smiled to herself, 'it sure took them long enough'.
Not long after Angela had started cooking, Jane was the first to stir in her sleep. She grumbled a bit, before snuggling further into Maura. Maura slowly opened her eyes, she felt a lot better than she did the night before, she looked over to the brunette lying against her side. One arm over her chest, one leg intertwined with hers, and with her face tugged closely against her neck. She loved waking up like this with Jane, although she would have preferred being in her bed instead of on the couch.
They had been best friends for years, but their relationship had shifted into something more about two months ago. One evening on this very couch, they were laughing at something that happened earlier in the day, the next thing she knew they were kissing. The kiss had been a little tentative at first, just a brush of lips, slow and soft. After they had parted, they looked at each other and they both just smiled. It had felt so natural. The corners of her mouth automatically turned up thinking about that night.
"Jane," she whispered.
"Sssshhh," Jane moved her hand over to Maura's lips, "too early".
"I think your mother made breakfast, and...," she sniffed, "I definitely smell coffee."
"Come on, we can shower together as soon as we're done eating", she whispered in the brunette's ear.
A shiver moved over the detective's back hearing those words. "I'm up, I'm up," Jane said with a grin on her face.
They both got up and made their way over to the kitchen. "Hey ma", "Angela", they said at the same time.
"Sit down, eat. I made you girls breakfast."
"Thanks ma", Jane slid down next to Maura at the kitchen island, "I am famished".
"I bet you are. You always forget to eat when you get a difficult case." Angela raises her eyebrow at her daughter, who in turn just looked at her with feigned innocence.
"Aren't you going to eat with us, Angela?" Maura asked when she saw that Angela didn't make a plate for herself.
"I can't, I have to work, Stanley asked if I could cover an extra shift today, he had something 'important' to do today, but I'm pretty sure he just went fishing. Which reminds me, I better get ready. I'll see you girls later." And with that Angela walked over to the back door.
"Thanks for breakfast, Angela", "yeff, pfffanks mom", Jane added with her mouth full.
"What?" she said when she saw Maura squint her eyes at her.
"Swallow before you speak detective," she said playfully slapping Jane's arm.
Angela watched the teasing interchange between them, "anything for my girls," she said and with that she turned and was out the door.
Jane and Maura finished their breakfast in comfortable silence. After finishing her cup of coffee Jane moved over to put their dishes in the dishwasher before she turned around to face Maura."Now how about that shower?" she said as she wiggled her eyebrows.
"Whatever are you talking about, detective?" Maura teased, swaying her hips as she strutted towards the bathroom.
"Oh, you are in so much trouble, doctor ," Jane quickly hurried after Maura into the bathroom.
Their shower had taken quite a bit of energy out of them so they decided to move to the bedroom next, where both enthusiastically continued their morning of loving each other. Around mid morning both had fallen back asleep naked and completely satisfied. It wasn't until early afternoon both were woken up by the ringing of Maura's phone.
"Don't get that," Jane said half asleep.
"I have to, it could be important." Maura disentangled herself from Jane, got out of bed and quickly put a robe around herself.
"I know, hurry back?" Jane turned around and almost immediately fell back asleep.
"I'll be quick," Maura moved to the living room and grabbed her phone, "Doctor Isles", she answered.
About an hour later Jane woke up in an empty bed. "Maur," she called out, her voice still sounded grave from sleep. No answer.
Jane got up and got dressed in jeans and a t-shirt before moving to the living room. "Hey," she said when she noticed Maura sitting on the couch, "where did you go? I got lonely without you."
She moved behind Maura, putting her hands on her shoulders. "You ok?"
Maura jumped. Jane quickly removed her hands. "Oh Jane, you scared me", Maura grabbed her chest.
"Oh-kay." Jane said slowly, "you must have been really spacing out there, doc, I'm not exactly the silent type." She moved to the front of the couch.
Maura gave her a half smile, "I was just lost in thought and I didn't know you were up yet, I didn't hear you." She was still trying to get her breathing and heart rate back under control.
"S'okay, Maur. Next time I'll slam a door or something," she smiled at the blonde.
"Hmmm…," Maura was still a little distracted until she realized what Jane said, "No, don't slam the door, you know how I hate it when you do that."
"I was just kidding Maura", Jane moved to sit next to Maura. "So deep thoughts, ...anything you want to talk about?"
"Not yet, no."
Maura got up from the couch. "You want to order some take-out? I know it's early still, but I am kind of hungry already. Maybe some Indian food? I am going to get changed real quick, why don't you watch some tv, there should be a game on." She knew she was rambling, but she couldn't stop it at the moment.
Jane got up and moved over towards Maura, she reached out and gently took a hold of her hands. "Maur, you are rambling, you usually only ramble when you're nervous…what's going on?"
"It's nothing, Jane, I'm fine. I'll be back in a little bit okay?"
Jane not easily pacified looked at her, puzzled, she wanted to know what was going on, but decided to let it go, for now, "even though I can see that you are not fine, I won't push you to talk about it, lord knows I hate it when someone does it to me, but when you're ready I am here for you."
Maura nodded leaning into Jane, giving her a hug. "I know Jane, thank you, for not pushing. I promise I will share soon. In the mean time don't worry, I'm okay." She kept her tone light to try to reassure the detective.
After Maura left the room Jane moved over to the kitchen. 'I wonder what is going on in that big brain of hers', she thought to herself. She grabbed a beer out of the fridge and took a few sips. Still in thought she browsed the menu for the take out place Maura had mentioned, she quickly decided what to order and called it in.
With nothing else to do now but wait for the food to arrive she lowered herself down on one of the dining room chairs, the detective in her already hard at work to try and solve the Maura conundrum. 'She was tired last night, but nothing out of the ordinary. This morning she seemed fine, especially during and after our shower,' she grinned thinking about their morning antics. 'We fell asleep and then….?' She drummed her fingers on the table. Suddenly stopping as she had an eureka moment, 'there was a phone call.'
Maura had been mostly quiet throughout the rest of the day. They ate their Indian take-out before Jane took Jo Friday for a walk around the block. She took a little longer than usual, mostly because the little mutt needed the exercise, but also because she hoped that by giving Maura some time to herself she would open up, and tell her what was bothering her. Unfortunately when she got back Maura still wasn't very talkative. When evening arrived they decided to watch a movie, so now they were snuggled together on the couch, with Jane laying against the back, her head propped up with a pillow, her arms around Maura who was laying in front of her. They were watching 'Star Trek' and Jane could tell Maura wasn't really paying attention to the movie, the doctor hadn't mentioned once how inaccurate the science in this movie was, something highly out of character for the brainy doctor. Maura always googlemouthed throughout any movie they watched, but tonight, nothing. Jane was now really starting to get worried.
"Maura? Are you okay? You know I don't usually pry, but ever since that phone call this afternoon, you've been a little off. I tried to give you some time to process…," she motioned with her hand, "whatever it is, but I am worried about you."
Maura shifted so she now lay face to face with Jane, arms still around each other, she briefly closed her eyes and gave Jane a kiss. She let the kiss linger for a minute before opening her eyes and looking into the concerned dark brown eyes before her. "Thank you for not pushing earlier, I just needed some time to process."
"You've been freaking me out a little Maura."
"I know, and I am sorry, I didn't mean to make you worry, it's just, the phone call really took me by surprise." Maura sat up a little before she continued, "It was a call from Medecins Sans Frontieres."
"Sorry, 'Doctors Without Borders'."
Jane nodded her understanding, and motioned for Maura to continue.
Maura paused for moment, not sure how to share the rest of the phone call. "Do you remember Ian?" noting Jane's expression she quickly added, "of course you remember Ian. Ian works for 'Doctors Without Borders' and the phone call was to notify me that he's been seriously injured in an accident."
Jane now shifted to a sitting position herself. "I am sorry, Maura, did they say what happened?"
"Car accident, they didn't give me any other details."
Jane nodded her head, then something dawned on her. "I don't mean to be insensitive here, but…Maura, why would they call you? They usually inform next of kin. And you are not his family."
Maura shrugged her shoulders, "apparently he never changed me as his power of attorney."
"You are his power of attorney? Oh-kay…" she slowly drug the last word out before asking, "So, what does that mean?"
Maura started on a legal explanation of the power of attorney before Jane stopped her, "I know what a power of attorney is, Maura, I just want to know what it means, …for you…because you are his?"
"It means…I have to go to Africa."