Authors Note:
This is an idea I have had saved for a bit. Let me know if you think its worth continuing or not. Also I dont own any of the characters in this chapter but I wish i did=) enjoy!
Maura stared out the window of the small private jet as the landing gears made contact with the rain soaked runway. The dreary Seattle weather matched her current state of mind perfectly. The curious honey blonde had a temperament that some would call chipper. That is until two months ago when the dark cloud that seems to loom over her took up its residence.
"Ms. Isles we will be arriving at your gate in approximately five minutes"
The sound of the pilots' voice over the intercom startled her from her thoughts, thoughts that she was trying to leave behind in Boston. Normally her ability to look at questions, compartmentalize all the different aspects of the puzzle and collect data to give her the answers she need was something Maura prided herself in. But these questions had no hard scientific facts to back their answers. These questions dealt with emotions and emotions were not Maura's strong suit. They couldn't be collected in specimen jars and dissected. She couldn't look in any of her many medical journals and find the answers from someone else's research. These questions are the ones that made her do something that was totally out of character for her to do. Run...
She had tried to go back to work at the precinct but she couldn't turn the volume of the questions down as they bounced around in her head. She tried a leave of absence but staying at home surrounded by memories only made the questions louder. She knew she had to get away. She needed to clear her mind if she was going to find the answers she so desperately needed.
The phone call to her friend from years before was all a blur now. Before she really comprehended what she was doing she had booked one of her family's jets, packed her bags and ran to Seattle. She ran away from the questions, ran away from her biological father, and ran from all the reporters but more importantly she ran from the person who had caused all of this confusion. She ran away from Jane.
Jane pushed the button on the remote changing the channel on the television for what had to have been the millionth time. She wasn't really watching what was happening on the screen or even hearing what was being said. Jo looked over at Jane and whined as she took a long drink from her beer. While laying the bottle back down on the coffee table she noticed the condensation dripping of the glass and onto the wood. She automatically reached behind her to grab one of the coasters Maura had bought her so she wouldn't ruin her furniture any longer. Maura, just the thought of her friend, no former friend she corrected herself, caused Jane to click the button three more times on the remote. She had promised herself that she would not think of Maura anymore today. She glanced at the clock and realized she had only made that promise less than 3 minutes ago.
"Great! Freaking great Jo, I can't even go five minutes without thinking about her."
Jane bolted off the couch clearly aggravated by her inability to control her thoughts. She picked up the coasters on the way into the kitchen and slammed them into the already overflowing trash can.
"If I want to lay my beer on my coffee table I will Jo!"
"I don't need any fancy crap to protect a stupid table I bought from a cheap furniture store anyway!"
Jo cocked her head to the side and just looked at Jane as if to say, "This isn't really about a stack of coasters."
Jane ran her fingers through her unruly locks and huffed out a large breath of air. She looked around her apartment. The floor was littered with at least two weeks of dirty laundry. The counters had an array of boxes from a variety of local take out. The sink was full of what she was sure was every dish she owned and the trash can was full to the point of overflowing with the stupid coasters scattered on top. Jane reached down, gathered the coasters and carried them back into the living room. She placed them exactly in the spot she had retrieved them from a few moments earlier. She took one off the top gently placed in on the coffee table and laid her bottle of beer on top of it. As she plopped back on the couch she looked over at her current best friend.
"I know Jo. I know."
"I miss her too."
"I miss Maura" She said allowed to not only Jo but to herself.
Jo Friday climbed into her owners lap wagging her tail. Jane began patting her causing the dog to cuddle in closer.
"We will figure out how to make her forgive us Jo."
"I promise."
"If it's the last thing I do."