A/N: I don't know what this is. I have never written for R&I before, but this idea popped into my head as I fell asleep last night. So, here it is. No beta, all mistakes are mine.

Disclaimer: I do not own Rizzoli & Isles or any non-Original characters, nor am I making a profit from this piece of writing.


As hands roamed, and moans escaped; limbs tangled and skin glistened.

Two bedrooms over, a young girl with wavy light brown hair, hazel eyes and pale skin slept peacefully. A picture of her two parents grinned from her nightstand. The woman, with similar hair and eyes gazed lovingly into the eyes of the red-headed man with blue eyes and a pale complexion. No one could agree on which parent she looked more like, but the young girl always thought she looked like her mother.

Miles away, in a similar bedroom, slept a young boy with dark brown hair, olive skin and pale brown eyes. Pictures of baseball players were placed behind a picture of his parents from a happier time at their huge, Italian wedding. There was no doubt in anyone's mind that he was his mother's son, but he had his father's eyes.

The young girl grew up with her parents being apart. She stayed with her father in Washington, DC one weekend a month, and looked forward to his phone calls.

The young boy grew up with both of his parents together. They fought constantly, and his mother would leave. Sometimes she would be gone for a few hours, other times she wouldn't come home until after work the next day. Every time his father would shake his head, and his two parents wouldn't speak for two days. He wished they would break the cycle, but they hadn't yet, and it looked like they never would.

The young boy never knew that after a fight, his mother would leave and go to the house miles away. The house of the young girl, and the medical examiner would welcome the homicide detective. She would fall into open arms and crash into soft lips.


Jane Rizzoli was not a dishonest woman.

When her husband asked her about her relationship with a certain Medical Examiner, she did not lie. That Medical Examiner was her best friend, and she told him that. It was not a lie, it was not the truth either, but it was sure as hell not a lie.

When she and her husband started fighting on a regular basis, and her visits to Maura became increasingly frequent, she had felt guilty. The silent treatments began as a way for her to not face her husband, but they soon evolved into something that helped keep her secret.

Nick probably caught on after the first few nights where she would return with mussed hair and wrinkled clothing, smelling like Maura and sex. He never said anything, it would only cause another fight and his wife would go running back to her mistress. Sometimes he was convinced Jane started a fight just to have an excuse to see Maura, this bothered him at first, but he soon looked forward to the nights where he could sleep alone, in peace.


Jane refused to leave her husband. The love had left their marriage years before, but she could not bring herself to leave him. They had a son. They shared a house. Maura stopped asking her to leave him. They would exchange identical "I love you"s before Jane left, going back to her loveless marriage and her son. Maura never understood how, after so many years, Jane could come into her house say hello to Maura's daughter Caroline, drink a few glasses of wine and then make love to Maura, then leave in the morning to kiss her husband good bye before they both went to work.

Their routine bothered Maura initially. Her own marital troubles had been resolved early on, with a quick divorce and easy custody agreement. In the end, Maura and Caroline were happy, and probably better off than they would be if her ex were in the picture. Jane refused to listen to Maura's reasoning, so she stopped trying.

Maura tried to hide the affair at first. She would not allow herself to gaze longingly at Jane when others were around, she would not make any comments about Jane's t-shirt still being at her place; everything was strictly professional. That was until she stopped caring who knew about them, because Jane would never leave her husband even if their affair was on the evening news.

Some days, Maura wanted someone to call the two of them out on their completely obvious relationship.

Others, she wanted to be the one to out the two of them.

The day Nick showed up on her doorstep and told her he knew about the affair, and informed her that he was leaving Jane, she simply nodded and closed the door in his face.

When Jane showed up an hour later, Maura could tell her tears were from joy.


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