Disclaimer: Tess Gerritsen owns Rizzoli and Isles. The Publishers publish the books. And the Producers produce the show. This is just a fanfiction. I repeat, a fanfiction.

AN: Sorry if I changed their personality to your dislike but whatever it's my imagination and story.

AN2: I like to thank my beta reader madeleine68 for checking grammars errors and everything else.

AN3: I also like to thank those who are reading this fic.

Chapter 1: Happy Birthday Jane!

It was another cloudy night in the city of Boston as a group of people huddled around a table singing happy birthday to Jane Rizzoli at an expensive bar.

"Hurry up and blow out the candles Janie," Frankie Jr. said as they finished singing.

"Hey! What did I say about calling me Janie, you ass!" Jane yelled as she was about to blow out the candles.

Frankie rolled his eyes. "Ok ok chill. Jeez, such a drama queen." He chuckled along with everyone else.

Jane blew out the candles and playfully smacked her not so little brother on his arm.

"Happy Birthday Jane," Frost said as he gave her a hug.

"Thanks," she said as she patted his back. "So did you schedule the appoint-" she said as she was interrupted when someone was playing Ballade pour Adeline at the piano lounge.

Jane closed her eyes and breathed deeply as she listened to the melody of the song like she was listening to her heartbeat. She had always loved the sound of the piano because it was elegant and yet sophisticated with a wide variety of pitches. When the song ended, she opened her eyes again to see who was playing the piano.

Before she got the chance to go look at the mysterious pianist, Frost stopped her in her tracks.

"What did you say about scheduling the appointment?" Frost said as he looked at her curiously.

Jane pushed Frost aside with her hand. "Hold on, I'm going to check something real quick. I'll be back." she said without taking her eyes off of the mysterious pianist.

Frost just looked at her with curiosity because she'd never pushed work aside before; even on her birthday she didn't. So he just followed her gaze and then he saw her looking at the pianist.

"Well don't you mean someone?"

"You think it's a girl?"

"Think who's a girl?" Frankie said as he put his arms around both Frost and Jane with a bottle in one hand.

"Shouldn't you be somewhere other than here? Like with them?" Jane asked as she pointed to a group of people playing drinking games.

"Nah, they're fine without me. It's your birthday so I'm here with you, but seriously, who do you think is a girl?" he questioned.

"Just the pianist that's all," she said in awe with dreamy eyes.

Frankie gave her a disapproving look. "How come you don't look at Petula like that? I mean she is your fiancée after all. You should at least respect her." He gave her the eyes then couldn't help but laugh. "Wow, I can't believe I just said that. I almost believed it too. She is such a bitch. I don't know why you got engaged to her." Now laughing hysterically, he said, "Anyway back to the pianist. You just want to get into her pants, huh, and see if she plays like she does with the piano?"

Jane just looked at her brother with a questionable look. "How do you know that the pianist is a girl?"

"I don't know, maybe because I'm just taller than you." he said then he burst out laughing again.

Jane just glared at him "Hahaha. It's so funny that I forgot to laugh," she said sarcastically and went to go check out the pianist.

When she got to the piano lounge she saw a petite woman with beautiful pale skin in a black knee length cocktail dress with black ballet flats, her blonde hair tied in a bun.

As she came nearer and nearer the blonde finished her song and looked up at Jane.

"Hello," the blonde said as she got up. "You must be Jane Rizzoli right?" she asked as her gorgeous hazel brown eyes stared right into Jane.

Jane smile faded as she said that and just looked at her with two words in mind: 'Gold Digger'.

"Yes that's me. What do you want?" she said coldly.

The blonde, taken back by her coldness, asked, "Do you mind if we talked somewhere with a little more privacy?"

"Sure, why not? This way please," Jane said as she led the way to a private room in the bar.

As Jane was walking away with the blonde, a man from the group saw them and said in his drunken state, "Hey looks like Jane is getting some tonight!" as he laughed out loud.

Frost and Frankie looked at the direction that Jane was going and followed them quietly. The door to the private room closed quietly as the women went inside and the men outside listened quietly to their conversation.

When they got into the room, Jane gestured to the blonde to take a seat on the couch. The blonde sat on the far right of the couch near the door as Jane took a seat next to her.

Jane looked at the blonde with a cold stare. "So what is it that you wanted to talk about? And why are you here? I thought that the bar closed the piano lounge tonight?" Jane asked coldly.

The blonde looked at Jane with discomfort. "Your fiancée Petula hired me to play the piano tonight for your birthday and to give you back this." As she said that she took out a blue leather ring box from her purse and gave it to the brunette.

On the other side of the door the two men looked at each other in utter shock by what they'd just heard.

Frost was the first one to speak. "So your sister just got dumped. Ouch."

Instead of being disappointed Frankie murmured a small prayer of thanks for what just happened. He then turned to Frost and said, "Be quiet. I wanna know what else is going on." They both leaned against the door to hear the two women's conversation again.

Jane observed the blue leather box and opened it to see its contents. There she saw everything that should've been in there from the solitaire ring to the Certificate of Authenticity. She took out the ring and twirled it around her fingers. It was a solitaire ring with arches around the three carat stone and channel-set diamonds on each side of the band.

Instead of being disappointed, Jane just smirked. "Wow, you did a great job of giving this back," she said to the ring. The brunette looked up at the blonde and told her coldly. "No one told you to play tonight so why are you here?"

"Well because I was hired by Petula to play at your birthday party that's why I'm here and to give you back the ring," the blonde said honestly.

Jane eyed the blonde up and down then said to her, "Hm. Even if you're not that great of a gift I think you'll do." Eyeing the blonde up and down again with her intrigued stare, she continued, "Yeah, looking at your body it seems that it can be used."

The blonde looked at the brunette with shock and asked, "Wait, what exactly are you implying?"

Jane just looked at her and laughed. "Oh come on. You look pretty smart so you should know what I'm talking about." Jane said then smirked. "So tell me. What's your price?"

Although shocked and fueled with anger, the blonde remained calm. "I'm here to play piano not sell my body!" the blonde said as she looked directly into the brunette's big brown eyes.

Jane smirked again as she said that. "Ok then. You can play piano but without clothes on," the brunette said as the blonde glared at her.

"You're a sick bastard you know that right," the blonde said bitterly and got up from the couch towards the door.

As the blonde was walking away Jane yelled, "Five thousand, ten thousand, fifty thousand, hundred thousand!" as she got up from the couch and walked towards the blonde who stopped without turning around.

"One hundred thousand just to sleep with me for one night that's all, is it not enough?" Jane questioned. "Because I think that's your price."

The blonde turned around and yelled with fury, "Shut up right now!" Jane looked shocked at what the blonde had just told her. The blonde continued, "If you can't shut your mouth then put your money where your mouth is! Sick bastards like you will probably die from AIDs someday! Just remember that there will NEVER be a day where you can use your money to buy me!" With that she was about to walk away until the brunette pinned her onto the door.

Jane smiled at her. "Okay, that's fine but let me give you a kiss good night before you go." Jane inched her face closer and closer to the blonde until the blonde bit her shoulder.

Jane felt a jolt of pain on her right shoulder and clutched where the blonde had bitten, she then looked at the blonde who was now in tears and her clean bun that was now tangled, as she did the blonde hit her with her purse multiple times then opened the door.

As she did she saw two men outside of the door crouched down looking up at her. "Um, it's not what it looks like," they said sheepishly.

The blonde looked disgusted at what she had seen so far tonight. "Unbelievable! I'm surrounded by pigs!" Then she ran off.

The two men looked at Jane curiously who was still clutching her right shoulder.

She looked at them and yelled, "What are you two doing? GET HER! Damn, this hurts!" as she clutched her shoulder.

Frankie went to help Jane and gestured Frost to go after the blonde.

"Let me look at where she bit you sis." With that he rolled up the red polo sleeve and saw deep red bite marks on her shoulder blade. His eyes widen as he saw the marks. "Dang! You should go to the doctors or something! Looks like an animal bit you! I mean you might even have rabies!" he exclaimed then chuckled to himself.

Jane just glared at him. "Why were you two by the door anyway?" she asked.

Frankie just looked at her dumbfound and said, "Er, we were curious." He smiled sheepishly.

Jane just nodded her head in disapproval and turned her head towards where she pinned the blonde moments ago. There she saw something on the floor and went towards the object.

"Move aside peeping tom," she said as she pushed her brother aside.

There she saw an abstract flowing silver brooch on the floor and picked it up. It was a small, silver and yet elegant brooch with its halves intertwined.

As Frost went after the blonde, she was shouting curses at him from bastard to what not.

When they got to the parking lot, Frost tried to calm the blonde down. "Miss, please calm down. I'm sure this was all a misunderstanding. Now let's go back inside and talk."

The blonde looked at Frost in disbelief. "MISUNDERSTANDING? Misunderstanding my ass! She pinned me down and you expect me to calm down!" she scoffed. "You guys are just rich sick bastards you know that right!" she threw one of her ballet flats at him as she got into her car and drove off.

Frost picked up the shoe and asked himself, "Frost what did you get yourself into?" Then he went back inside the bar.

When Frost got back to the private room the two Rizzolis looked at him with Jane being the first one to speak. "So did you get her?" Jane questioned.

Frost just shook his head "No, but I got her shoe," he said as he showed her one of the black flats.

Frankie laughed. "You just got her shoe? What did you do, drag her?"

Frost glared at him. "No, she threw it at me when she was cussing me out."

Frankie lips pursed in a silent ouch.

Jane became frustrated. "Frost I want you to find out everything about her. I want her name, where she lives, where she works, who she works for, her family, everything! I also want you to find out what her price is!" she ordered as she ruffled her dark hair.

Frost just looked at her with his mouth wide open in astonishment.

After the party was over with Jane went back to her condo with Frankie and Frost.

As they got to the door of her condo, Frankie spoke first. "Hey, I'm going to go home. I'll see you later at work," he said as he gave Jane a goodnight hug.

Jane hugged her brother back and smiled. "Yeah, I'll see you later. Goodnight." With that Frankie left and there were only Jane and Frost left.

"Come on. Let's go in." Jane gestured for Frost to come inside.

As they got into the condo, Jane put the two objects on the living room table and sat on the couch pondering what happened hours ago as she closed her eyes.

"Something wrong?" Frost asked with concern in his voice.

Her eyes were still closed but she responded as she exhaled deeply. "Just thinking, that's all."

"You're thinking about that woman, huh? You've been thinking about her all evening."

Jane smirked this time. "No, she doesn't mean anything at all to me."

Frost chuckled. "Yeah, Petula seems more important than her but how are you going to fix it?" He looked at her.

Jane opened her eyes to look at Frost. "Wait, how did you know?" she questioned him, then it hit her. "You two heard everything. Can't you two give a girl some privacy?"

"You know what how about you give her a call and apologize to her for whatever you did to piss her off."

"Damn it. Fine." She got her cell phone out and dialed a number "Hello? Is Petula there she's not picking up her phone? Oh, thank you. Yes. Goodnight." With that she hung up the phone.

"So? How did it go?"

"Her mom said that she's asleep but I already know what to do to cheer her up. Women like her are easy to please." With that she gestured Frost to leave, and he did.

There she sat and looked at the objects that were on her table. She picked up the brooch and twirled it around her fingers. As she did, she had flashbacks from the sound of the piano that was playing earlier which earned her a smile, then to the image of the blonde biting into her shoulder which she frowned upon.

She stopped twirling the brooch and looked at it.

"You know what? I can't wait to see you again. I hope you're not a gold digger. Goodnight." as she touched the brooch gingerly. Then she set it down on the table again and went to bed.

AN: So what do you think? Love it, Hate it, should I continue? Who knows? Comments are welcome.