Author's note: This is my first attempt at fanfiction, so please be nice and review. Tell me what you think, honestly. I do NOT own Rizzoli and Isles. A different Massachusetts chick (Janet Tamaro) and some other important TNT people do... So don't shoot.
Jane Rizzoli was actually having a good day at work. She arrived on time, used her lunch break to actually eat lunch, and arrested that bastard who kidnapped and raped a fifteen year old girl (which felt amazing by the way). So, by all standards, Jane was having a good, if not great, day. So what was missing? She did get in a trash can game of knockout with Frost, and she would probably get to go home at five on the dot. Jane asked herself again. What was missing?
It hit her like a freight train. She was supposed to meet a very special Dr. Maura Isles for lunch. God, she screwed up. Getting that burger with Frost had seemed like a good idea at the time; he owed Jane ever since he bet her that he could be more accurate with his left hand than her with her right at the shooting range. Quickly Jane grabbed her phone, stood up, and yelled, "Call me up if you need me."
If this had been the first time Jane had forgotten something that related to Maura this week, she wouldn't have been pacing around in the elevator. On Monday Jane brought Maura the wrong breakfast order. This is not how you treat your best friend Jane. This is why you don't have best friends Jane. On Tuesday, Maura asked her to pick up some stuff from the supermarket. She accidentally left the groceries in the car, and the milk and eggs were spoiled. Yay! Let's fuck up everything this week. What is wrong with me?
She was so distracted that she hadn't noticed the elevator doors opening. Some detectives from the Drug Unit were giving her strange looks. This wouldn't be the first time some guys upstairs would think I was crazy. Giving them the evil eye, she power-walked through the yellow double doors and into the lab. Where the hell is Maura?
No bodies were on the table. Lab techs were scrubbing at some imaginary dirt. Jane swaggered past them, ignoring their presence until she reached the office door of Dr. Isles. Jane knocked. No answer. Jane knocked again. No answer. That new Asian lady tech watched Jane stare at the door for a moment and she decided to be nice to the usually irritated detective.
"Detective? Dr. Isles left at her lunch break and hasn't returned since." Jane froze. She hadn't turned from the door when the tech started to speak, but her words nailed Jane's feet to the floor. Slowly she turned to face the tech. All of them were now staring at her, and Jane felt her face begin to heat up. "Did she say where she was going… or when she was coming back?" The tone of her voice alerted everyone that Dr. Isles not coming back was a serious matter. The techs all shook their heads and went back to work. Jane stalked out the lab in a haze.
Shit. Shit! Shit! Shit! Umm, today is Thursday. Maura didn't mention having any appointments, did she? I… don't remember. I need to find out where she is. Jane reached the elevator, but instead of going up, she started towards the parking garage. Simultaneously she pulled out her blackberry to text Frost and stopped walking. What can I say that sounds… worried but not scared to death? Last time Maura went missing we were all scared, but Doyle had her. Thousands of questions flew through Jane's mind so quickly that she felt dizzy.
If her car is here, then she might have been abducted in the morgue or parking garage. Where were we going for lunch? Can Frost track her phone? Her calls? I feel like I am going to be seriously invading her space. Maybe I can send a uni over her place… to see if she is there? Slow down Jane. First things first. Text Frost, have him alert Korsak.
Jane: Hey Frost. I'm in the garage. Maura left for lunch a few hours ago and hasn't returned. Tell Korsak. Keep it quiet. Meet me in BRIG in 10 okay?
Frost: Okay, BRIG is clear. Did you check the bathrooms? Can Frankie know?
Jane: I'll check them after the garage. NO! DON'T tell Frankie. He doesn't need to be involved.
Frost: K. Roger that partner.
Jane was slightly calmer now that she had a plan. She went to Maura's parking spot and her car was there. Jane quickly exited the garage and took the stairs, looping through the floors and walking calmly into every ladies' room. Maura doesn't get sick and disappear. She would tell me. Jane's phone vibrated and snapped her out of her reverie.
Frost: You think Doyle took her?
Jane: It's crossed my mind…
Frost: If Doyle took her then we don't really have to worry. He probably wanted to chat with her.
Jane: We can't assume Doyle has her. There is no way to know. We can't wait around to see if she calls and shows up at my apartment again.
Frost: Right. Get up here. We have some dead ends to show you.
Jane entered BRIG focused and relaxed. She wasn't annoyed at Frost. He probably didn't find anything and was trying to get her brain working. You can't bounce theories in a text Frost. I can't see your face to tell if you're kidding and you can't tell if I'm being sarcastic or not. Korsak quietly announced, "No questionable calls Jane. There's been no suspicious activity according to my C.I. in southie. Her house was clear. Looks like no one's been there since this morning." "Maybe Doyle does have her," Jane wondered aloud. "Maybe it's time we catch that bastard. We need to bring him in. This game has been going on too long. Just because Maura's my best friend doesn't mean I get to stop doing my job," she continued.
Frost and Korsak nodded, and then Frost asked softly, "How do you think Maura will feel about this? I mean, I'm pretty sure she still hates him, but she has softened a bit. Remember when her mom got hit by the car last month and Doyle showed up during the sting? You shot the bad guy Jane, and Maura ran to Doyle. What did we do? Nothing. One of these days someone is gonna find out, and we will lose our badges." Korsak followed by saying, "Frost is right Jane. This needs to end. Police work is messy and Maura is going to have to understand." Frost spoke again saying, "Jane. Before you get mad, we aren't saying you don't know how to do your job. You kick ass at your job. We need Detective Rizzoli right now, not Jane."
Jane stood still. Neither her partner or her ex-partner could read her facial expression, but suddenly Jane was ready to act. "Let's go flash her picture at the place I think we were supposed to meet for lunch." Jane's face scrunched up and Frost just shot her a confused look. Yes Frost, I screwed up. I forgot our lunch date. Stop looking at me like that. She walked to her desk, got the keys to her unmarked, and the three made their way to her car.
As soon as Jane took out her frustration on the driver's side door, her phone rang. Frost and Korsak leaned in to listen and Jane put the phone on speaker and said hello. Nobody answered. Frost called the number back and they waited as it rang. They all heard the phone click and a man answer, "Agent Dean… hello?"
Jane motioned to Frost for him to hang up. He did, and shut off his phone. The awkwardness, Jane felt, needed to be cleared up. Before she could say anything Korsak said, "Jane. I know he's in town. Cavanaugh told me." *insert awkward pause* "I know that he's been here since last month." Jane backed out of the parking spot and seemed to ignore Korsak's words. Frost then said, "Jane. It was him that you went on a date with during the fireman case! It all makes sense now." Jane continued to ignore the two men sitting in her car as she drove through the crowded streets. Frost asked, "Did you tell him about Doyle?" Jane let the question hang in the air. Finally she spoke. "Yes. I did. I also told him, Gabriel, not to act on it until I gave him permission." I can't believe I just said that to Frost and Korsak with a straight face.
Korsak spoke next. "There are no such things as coincidences." Jane looked at him and looked away. Jane's phone rang again and this time they all ignored it. It beeped, indicating that she had a voicemail. "Jane, Dean showed up like a week or two before Maura disappeared the first time. He shows up randomly right before Doyle shows up at the hospital. Dean leaves right after and he's calling you now when we think Doyle might have his daughter? Come on Jane; he's definitely following him," said Frost.
Korsak and Frost knew Jane wasn't about to open up to them, so they began to talk amongst themselves which gave Jane time to think as she drove. Man. It's only been 25 minutes since I couldn't find Maura and we've been in the car for 5 of those minutes. Feels like ages. Okay Jane. Think. Frost and Korsak have a point. Dammit. I actually thought Dean gave a damn. Of course he didn't. Whatever. Find Maura. Find Maura.
As soon as they arrived, Frost turned back on his phone and Jane's phone rang again. This time she picked it up angrily. She could check her voicemail later, but right now she felt like giving him a piece of her mind. She waved the men on to go inside and she walked back toward the car for some privacy. "Rizzoli," she said briskly. Maura's quiet voice echoed into Jane's ear. "Hello... Jane. Don't worry. I don't have a lot of time. Meet me at your apartment in an hour. Like I said Jane, don't worry. Bye."
Jane ran inside the restaurant and told the guys. They all knew that it was Doyle. No one had to say anything. Korsak said he would catch a cab because he wanted to make some stops. Jane and Frost got back into the car and for a while didn't know where to go. Frost called BRIG to get the number traced but to no avail. Frost turned and gave Jane a soft look. She knew what was coming so she quickly said, "How's Anna?" Frost was caught off guard with the question and began to talk about his girlfriend. Jane drove past her apartment, distracted as Frost told her about Agent Farrell. Agent. Agent Dean. Fuck him man… oh wait. I did. That's not funny Rizzoli. He wasn't even that great. Maura was right. I was just horny as fuck. Haha! She would never say that.
To think I actually liked him and wanted to sleep with him. Especially the third time Hoyt showed up. Goddammit! Wait, when I killed Hoyt, Dean didn't show up. He was in Afghanistan… or was he? Just because he said he was, doesn't mean he was. How the fuck would I know where he was? I wasn't returning his calls. "We're engaged Jane!" Frost said. "Oh Frost! Congratulations!" They walked up the precinct steps, and she gave him a hearty clap on the shoulder.
Jane bought a coffee and looked at her watch, realizing she would be back to her apartment a little early. She felt bad about not telling her mom anything, but it's her job and Jane loved her job. Her mom definitely knew something was up and surprisingly didn't mention anything. Jane got back in the car and began to drive.
What am I going to say to Maura? Oh, sorry I went through you stuff. You disappeared and I didn't realize I had to remember that your father kidnaps you once a year. Or, Maura, you can't let him run in and out of your life like this. Maybe I should tell her about Dean. I mean, it wasn't the right time then, and certainly not the right time now. I'll tell her when she's ready. I don't know how she's feeling right now. Jane suddenly realized that this reminded her of Agent Farrell. These damn feds! This isn't like the Tommy argument right? I mean, Maura wasn't going to tell me at all. I want to tell her. I just need to find the right time… which isn't right now. Game face Jane. It isn't time to be friendly and flirty. This is serious. This flirting is getting out of control. We aren't having meaningful conversations…we haven't for a long time... since the shooting at headquarters. We need to talk about all this shit… but when? Seriously brain, shut up. Not now. Maura might be hurt. She needs comfort, not a horny best friend.
Jane got to her place and went inside. It was cleaner than usual. All these tough cases meant a lot of not needed vacuuming and cleaning, so Jane plopped down on the couch and decided to check her voicemail. It was Dean of course. "Hey Jane. I loved our time together. You really know how to dress up and make a guy feel special. I can't stop thinking about the time we spent together… and the things we did. I miss you. Call me back and we can go on an actual date. Or we can eat in. It worked out with the beer, don't you think? *haha* Well, call me babe." He sounds smarmy. If we find out that he is here because of Doyle… he will not know what's about to hit him.
Jane walked over to the window. It was habit whenever she was waiting for anyone. Hey! That's Maura walking up the street. Jane ran out the door and ran straight to Maura. She looks… not happy. She looks sad. I'll make her happy to see me. Oh Jane, take your mind out the gutter please.
Maura is wrapping her arms around me. Maura smells so good! Good thing she can't see me digging my face in her hair. Okay, well that guy driving by just did but that's okay! Jane opted for the quiet approach. People always spoke more when she was quieter. Maura spoke up, "Jane we have to talk. Let's go inside." Oh, crap. What does she know? Why did you lock the door Jane? Maura is so damn distracting. I'm going to pretend that I didn't forget which key was my apartment key. Okay we're in. She is acting really serious. "Are you hurt?" Jane asked quietly. So much for not talking Jane. "Yes, but not physically." Fuck! Umm… "It's you Jane. You hurt me." Wait… what?