Title: What's in a Name?
Disclaimer: Owning a piece of Sasha and Angie would be a dream come true... sadly... I do not.
Summary: Jane was never one for nicknames... but she's managed to make a few exceptions.
Rating: K for now, definitely going to be M by the end.
A/N: This literally came to me as I was falling asleep last night and I couldn't NOT write it down. So, here is my next multi chapter fic. Enjoy!
Jane never really liked nicknames. Her name was one syllable, they were useless. But of course over the course of her life she had managed to acquire quite a few of them.
The one she'd had the longest was Janey. Given to her by her mother at a very young age, she grew used to hearing this all the time.
It was usually used when her mother was trying to get something from her, or talk her into doing something she might not normally agree to, like going on blind dates with men she'd never met or had no interest in dating.
This caused her to hate the nickname. It was childish, and she was no longer a child. Of course, her brothers knew it got up next to her, so they used it at every possible opportunity to get on her nerves, which usually resulted in a bruise on the offending sibling's arm.
Once she started working at BPD, her partner, Vince Korsak, picked up the habit of calling her Janey. She really didn't mind it from him so much. They'd become so close and relied on each other so deeply that the man who had become a father figure to her had liberty to use the nickname sparingly.
Never did she love hearing Janey more though, than when it came from the lips of her undeniably beautiful partner and partner in crime, Dr. Maura Isles. The lips that were trained to say the longest and most unpronounceable words seemed to be the only ones that could do justice to the nickname.
Maura, like Jane's mother, only ever used the nicknames on special occasions. When Maura first uttered the nickname early in their friendship, Jane was actually shocked that it had come from her lips.
"Don't do this to yourself. You know I'm here for you, if you'll let me..."
"Maura... I'm not used to having to depend on other people like this, but I'm not against trying."
"Oh, Janey, that's all I want."
Jane's eyebrow rose instantly, causing Maura to realize that she had called Jane the nickname the brunette claimed to hate.
"Jane, I didn't..." she started to say, but was interrupted by Jane's, "It's fine. Funny thing is, I actually don't mind it coming from you. Gives it a different... sound, I guess."
Maura smiled brightly, glad she hadn't done herself in because of a little nickname. Jane smiled brightly back and knew, not that she would ever admit, that whatever the lovely ME chose to call her was quite alright with her.