Hi Everyone!

I know it's been a long time.

YES - A Strange Familiarity will be finished. That's actually why I'm writing these. Let me explain:

These will be a short collection of ficlets of missing Rizzles moments from the seasons. Instead of doing NaNoWriMo (which I'm simply too busy to do), I decided to do one Rizzles ficlet a day. These will be very short (and will be posted to my tumblr first, and I'll upload here when I have the time.) I need to get back in the swing of writing FanFiction and specifically writing these two characters, because I've really been struggling and I've been working so much on my own personal writing that I feel like I've lost that Rizzoli & Isles vibe.

So this is my opportunity to get back to it :)

Enjoy!

P.S - if you want to see these as they go up, my tumblr is elisey . tumblr . com. (no spaces)

Pilot Episode – Missing Moment

Summary: After deciding not to clean up her ransacked apartment, Jane and Maura take a walk with Jo Friday. It's the beginning of their deeper friendship.

Jo Friday padded along ahead of them as Jane and Maura walked slow behind her. It was a cool night; the breeze felt good against Jane's bruised skin. Her arms swung heavy at her sides and, as she walked, she continued to wiggle her wrists and clench and unclench her hands. There was still duct tape residue on her skin and it itched. She wondered how many showers it would take for the sticky goo to come completely off. There were times that Jane had herself convinced that she still felt the scalpels imbedded in her skin. Her shrink said that was normal.

But she stopped going to the shrink a long time ago.

"I'm not so sure we can take a dog into a bar." said Maura, just as Jo Friday stopped to sniff a hydrant. Jane shrugged.

"Dirty Robber is already dirty," she joked.

"It's been quite clean whenever I've gone in there."

Jane chuckled. "You take everything seriously, don't you?"

Maura paused for thought. "Yes." she said at last. "Yes, I do." She paused again. "Is that a problem?"

"No, but that's going to make stand-up comedy night's at the Robber a bitch to go to with you." jested Jane. "I guess we'll have to find something else to do on our Thursday nights. Oh wait, work. Get shot at. Cut up dead bodies. Right."

"You're a very sarcastic person, aren't you?"

"Yes. Yes, I am. Is that a problem?"

"Sarcasm can, at times, be misconstrued as hostile or contemptuous, giving the receiver a feeling of little self-worth, belittlement or sadness. Many use sarcastic quips as a way to masquerade their contempt as humor. The problem stems from how easily it is to misinterpret a person's true meaning behind their witticisms. The word sarcasm actually comes from the late latin word sarcasmos in 1579, which in turn came from Medieval Greek sarkasmos, meaning 'to tear flesh'."

Jane stopped walking and stared at Maura. "So I'm going to assume that all means my sarcasm is going to be a problem."

"Not at all. I rarely find room to misinterpret something that someone has said, as I take the most literal meaning."

"Right." snorted Jane. "So we've got the green light for friendship?"

Maura smiled. "Yes, I think so."

"Good, 'cause I'm sleepin' at your place again tonight. My bedroom is trashed."

"I'd like that."

"You would?" Jane cocked an eyebrow.

"My house is big. It's lonely."

"Ha," chortled Jane. "How 'bout I send you my Ma and she can live with you? You'll get over that lonely thing real quick. I'll send you my brother, too. You can have the whole family. Maybe they'll stop running around my place so much."

"Oh I'm sure it's not that bad,"

"I'll remember you said that. One day you'll understand."

Jane walked ahead to grab Jo Friday before she ran into the street, and Maura lagged behind, simply watching her friend. They had been friends before this ordeal with Hoyt, but Maura felt something pivotal change between them – was this really her best friend? Did Maura Isles have a best friend? She smiled, looping her arms with Jane's as she strode past her. Jo Friday marched on ahead.

"I hope I will understand one day." she said quietly, but Jane didn't hear her.