Disclaimer: I don't own R&I but I own story and Kris
If you haven't read the other ones, it be good to get familiar with them a bit.
"Summer lovin' had me a blast/ Summer lovin', happened so fast." - Summer Nights from Grease
Ch. 1: Summer Nights
Kris' POV
My name is Kris G. L. (Gabriel Leo) Marx, I am age fifteen (going to be sixteen in several days), a former protégé, and I'm living with my foster guardian, Dr. Maura Isles. Life was doing good so far for me. After my incident with my father, I was placed in Maura's custody and I couldn't be happier. I was working in the Homicide Division as an intern but the problem with there horrible summer days, it's extremely hot and the AC is crap. (Not to mention half of the detectives don't shower).
"I can't take this," Jane huffed as she took off her blouse, standing in a tank top. I chuckled lightly for Jane usually wouldn't break from the intense heat. Well then again, she can't call Bass a tortoise. "Kris," I looked over at her as she stood up from her desk, "you want to come down with Maura and I to the morgue."
I quickly shook my head. We had an incident in the morgue that I was still recovering from.
Flashback…
"Maura, Jane," I called out as I entered the morgue. Suddenly a horrible aroma entered my nose as I gagged for a moment. I looked up to see Maura over the body, no mask on and yet, I was having issues. "Jesus, what is that horrible smell," I questioned.
Maura smiled up at me and lifted up the stomach before I heard a sloshing sound. "It's not bad, it's stomach content."
I immediately u-turned and bolted out of the room.
"I'm good," I told Jane. I grabbed a file and looked back at her. "I'll meet you at the café or something if you need me. You go chat with your LLBF," I teased her. Jane rolled her eyes at the sound of the name for I, unfortunately for Jane, heard this term from some knuckle brain name Giovanni.
Jane shrugged and smiled, walking away to the elevator to see Maura. I rolled my eyes in annoyance before I sighed to myself, "When will those two see that they are meant to be?"
"Kris," I looked over at Korsak and Frost who was hunched over with Frankie. They waved me over as I walked over to them.
"What's up, guys?"
"Do you want to join in a pool we have?"
I raised an eyebrow and looked around before leaning in, "On what?"
"When do you think Jane and Maura will finally get together," Korsak stated.
"You guys you can't bet on people," I hissed. All the men looked at me and I looked over at the door then back at them. I rolled my eyes as I inquired, "What we got so far?"
R&I
After my chat with the boys, I took the elevator down to the lobby to go to the Division One café. I went over the counter, seeing Angela tending to other customers. I waved at her as I took my usual seat at the counter as she placed a cup out for me, pouring me some coffee. Once all the customers were handled, Angela turned back to me.
"Hello Kris," she greeted me as she kissed my forehead.
I smiled, "Hey Angela."
"What would you like today?"
"Nah, I'm good."
Angela smiled at me and turned back around. Recently, since my soon turning of age, Angela began to be my 'matchmaker'. She would try to find neighborhood kids who seemed within reasonable measures for me, most of them being Italian and the kid of a friend of hers. Jane told me that it shows that I'm a Rizzoli member since Angela was trying to set me up.
"So Kris," I looked up as Angela smiled sweetly at me, "I was wondering if you are busy on Friday?"
"I'm not but why do you ask," I eyed her. She suddenly smiled as I rolled my eyes again, "Angela, you didn't." She gave me a sheepish smile before I hit my head on the counter for a moment then lifted my head back up sighing, "You did."
"He's Italian and very sweet, Kris," Angela explained to me as I sat in the café. I sipped my coffee listening to the Rizzoli matriarch talk about men again for the hundredth time, "I mean, you are such a beautiful young lady and you are close to sixteen and-"
"And Angela, for the millionth time, I'm not interested," I declined.
"You are so stubborn," she huffed, "you are as bad as Jane." Tell me about it. Woman is so stubborn that she's obtuse to the fact that she stares at Maura the whole time. "I mean all I want Jane to do is be happy. Maybe if she can get her senses together she could maybe date a doctor or hell, I don't care, date Maura."
My head snapped up, "Say that one more time."
"What? Have Jane date Maura," Angela repeated then shrugged.
"Yes."
"I don't know if Maura has feelings for Jane." I bit my lower lip and tapped the counter while casually looking away. Angela noticed this and gaped, "But you do!"
"Sh," I shushed her, "I promised Maura not to tell but this sexual tension is killing me. But yeah, they like each other."
"Then we should do something."
What?! "Angela, no," I immediately stated, "we will not do anything."
"But…don't you want them happy?" Angela looked at me with pleading eyes, as I looked around, searching for someone to save me from this conversation. I could literally feel Angela's eyes staring down at me as she tapped her foot and cross her arms, "All I'm saying, Kris-"
"Bad boys...bad boys…watcha gonna do when we come for you."
Thank you, God! "Oh look my phone is ringing and its Jane got to answer this. Ok talkyoulaterAngela! Bye," I then quickly ran off answering my phone halfway. "Hey Jane," I greeted as I released a sigh as I leaned against the wall of the elevator.
"Hey! You want lunch with Maura and me," she inquired.
I peered out a bit to look at Angela; her face held a wicked smile as she did a quick happy dance and walked back into the kitchen.
Aw fuck, what did I just do?
"Kris?"
I snapped out of my thought and looked down at my watch, "Um…yeah sure. Just not at the café today. I'm thinking pizza."
"Okay…you okay, Kiddo?"
I looked up again, "Yup, peachy."
Jane's POV
"Kris is acting weird again," I told Maura as I hung up. She looked over her shoulder and gave me this beautiful smile. It was almost as if this smile was only meant for me and it gave me this warm feeling in my stomach.
Snap out of it, Rizzoli. We are talking Maura Isles, your best friend. Your very beautiful best friend.
"Jane," I snapped out of my thoughts and looked back at Maura. She touched my shoulder, "What do you mean by Kris is acting weird?"
"Oh right," I smiled sheepishly, "she seems distracted and I have a feeling it's my mother's doing."
Maura eyed me, "You can't always blame Angela, Jane."
"Yes I can. Poor Kris keeps getting set up by Ma and you've seen Kris, she's never interested."
"You have a point." I watched as Maura stepped out of her office, locking the door, and lacing my arm with hers. I looked down at her seeing she was wearing slacks and her blazer causing my jaw to drop. She noticed this, "What?"
"How the hell can you stand this heat?"
"Jane, it is only 88 degrees. It is not that hot out and you should stay more hydrated if you are complaining so much," she pointed out.
I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, yeah, I know. It's good for my body and I need to stay hydrated cause I'll get dehydrated and prune."
"It is not possible to prune, Jane. You'll get dry mouth, fatigue, hunger," she poked at my stomach, "headache, and also decrease in urine output…"
"Hey, hey," I stopped, "we are about to go out and eat and please do not talk about my…output. Alright?"
She giggled and nodded as we hopped onto the elevator.
I'm back! Okay guys this is when I need your help the most. This is my first Rizzles fic! So my running theme is love songs with my quotes being lyrics. Also the title is a song, it's really good but any who…get ready! So please review, PM, etc.
