Basque/english. This is my first fic and I guess it is the first fic in basque on the site as I don't even have the option of selecting the language. I'm sorry for the poor translation but english is not my first (no even my second) language.

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Igande gaua

Gaueko hamarrak ziren eta Maura Isles ohean zen dagoeneko. Biharamunean goiz itzuli behar zuen lanera, baina azken astean gertatutakoa bueltaka zebilkion buruan eta ezin zuen loak hartu. Egun batzuk lehenago, eraikin oso bat TJ, Tommy eta Frosten gainean amildu zen ia, eta arazoa konpondu ondoren, Isles doktorearen mundua amildu zen ia; azken urteetan Rizzoli detektibea bilakatu baitzen Mauraren mundua.

Eraikinetik onik atera ondoren, Maura detektibearengana hurbildu zen, eta honek eskutik heldu zion, Casey urrutiratzen ikusten zuten bitartean. Casey madarikatua. Eta bapatean, armadako ofizial errena desagertu zenean, Jane Rizzolik ezkerreko eskuarekin aurpegia laztandu zion, eskuineko eskua askatu gabe. Bien arteko tartea txikitu zuen detektibeak, doktoreak haren hatsa nabaritzeraino. "Orain bai" pentsatu zuen Maurak, bihotza azkar taupadaka zuelarik. Begiak itxi eta urtetan desiratutako muxuaren zai geratu zen.

Baina ez zen iritsi. Begiak ireki eta Jane beste alde batera begira topatu zuen, nahastuta. "Nire laguntza behar ote duten ikustera noa" esan zuen doktoreak, frustrazioz beteta. Ordutik ez zuen Jane berriro ikusi.

Frustrazioak jota asteak zeramatzan Maurak. Casey berriro azaldu zenetik hain zuzen ere. Ezagutu eta bereala Maura eta Janen arteko erakarpena oso garbia zen. Hasieran Maurak gustoko zuen tirabira hori, ez zitzaion axola jokoa luzatzea. Baina hasierako jolasa serioagoa bihurtu zen. Jane sekula izan zuen lagunik onena bihurtu zen. Harekin zeharo maiteminduta zegoen baina ez zuen laguntasuna arriskuan jarri nahi. Eta azken asteetan, Casey berragertu zelarik, ametsgaizto bihurtu zen Janekin zeukan harremana.

Ordurarte lanean hotz eta profesional aritu arren, gero eta irrazionalago jokatzen ari zen, kontzentrazioa gero eta sarriago galtzen zuen, ezin zuen detektibea burutik kendu, lankideekin ere gero eta zakarrago jokatzen ari zen, lo gutxi egiten zuen, jan ere fundamentu haundirik gabe… eta eraikineko istripuaren egunean errematea etorri zen: bulegora itzuli zenean dutxa bat hartzea erabaki zuen eta hautsez betetako arropa kendu zuenean kuleroek eta bularretakoak bat egiten ez zutela ikusi zuen. Egoera larria zen benetan: Maura Isles doktoreak ez zuen sekula barruko arropan hutsik egiten.

Hiritik alde egitea, detektibe beltzaranarengandik ihes egitea erabaki zuen orduan. Handik bi egunetara New Yorken genetika forenseari buruzko kongresu bat zegoela ikusi zuen interneten. Izena eman eta biharamunean hegaldia hartu zuen, Janeri testu mezu labur eta hotza idatzi ondoren: "Kongresua New Yorken. Igande gauean itzuliko naiz".

Eta igande gauen berriro etxean zen, ohean, loak ezin hartu. Asteburua kanpoan pasa eta gero, gauzak garbiago ikusten zituen. Janek egun batzuk lehenago muxu eman ez izana hobeto ulertzen zuen. Casey joan berri, Janeren familia guztia inguruan bueltaka, Maura beraren ama biologikoa ere bai, lankideak, Bostongo suhiltzaile departamentu osoa… Ez zen maitasun istorio bat hasteko egoerarik erromantikoena. Baina horrek ez zuen Janeren jarrera erabat justifikatzen. Eta ez zuen Mauraren frustrazioa arintzen.

Ezin zuen gehiago. Jane lortu behar zuen. Baina oso ondo ezagutzen zuen detektibea eta bazekien lehen pausoa ezin zuela berak eman, Janek eman behar zuela, Janek beti kontrolpean izan behar zuela egoera. Horregatik doktoreak bere esku zegoen guztia egingo zuen Janek lehen pausoa eman zezan, egun batzuk lehenago eman ez zion muxu hura eman ziezaion. Mauraren garun zientifikoak ederki baitzekien ekintza hura nahikoa izango zela kate erreakzioa eragiteko, urtetan elikatutako fantasia egi bihurtzeko, kausa batek eragindako efektuak bere aldetik kausa gisa beste efektu bat eragiten dueneko prozesua askatzeko, behin eta berriz efektu berriak eta metakorrak sortuz…

Piii, piiii, piiii… Mauraren ohe mahaiko erlojuak hamabiak jo zituen eta Isles doktoreak erabaki bat hartu zuen: astebeteko epea eman zion bere buruari Jane eta bien artean elektroi jausia pizteko, kolisio anitza eragiteko, fisio nuklearra pizteko. Hurrengo zazpi egunetakoren batean Janek muxu emangozion eta igandean, gaueko hamabietan, azkenean, Jane eta Maura elkarrekin egongo ziren edo ez ziren sekula egongo.

Sunday night

At ten o'clock at night Maura Isles was already in bed. Next morning she was going to work early, but she couldn't stop thinking about what happened the previous week and it was getting hard for her to fall asleep. A few days before a building almost collapsed over TJ, Tommy and Frost, and after the problem was solved, Doctor Isles' world almost collapsed over her; in the last few years Detective Rizzoli had become the center of Maura's world.

After escaping safe and sound from the building, Maura approached the detective and the brunette took her hand while both watched Casey as he went away. Suddenly, when the lame army officer got out of side around the corner, Jane Rizzoli raised her hand and gently caressed Maura's chin. The detective shortened the distance between them so that the medical examiner could feel her best friend's breath. "The time is now" thought Maura while she felt her heart beat start racing. She closed her eyes waiting for the kiss she had desired for years.

But it didn't happen. When she opened back her eyes, she saw Jane has averted hers and looked confused. "I'm going to ask if they need my help" said the doctor, unable to hide her frustration.

Maura had spent the last weeks frustrated. Precisely since Casey reappeared. The strong attraction between Jane and Maura was obvious since the very moment they met. In the beginning Maura enjoyed this give and take, it didn't bother her to prolong the game. But the initial playing got more and more serious. Jane became the best friend she had ever had. She was totally and utterly in love with the detective but she didn't want to run the risk of losing their friendship. And lately, as Casey reappeared, her relationship with Jane became a nightmare.

Usually cold and professional at work, Maura was behaving more and more irrationally, she got distracted more and more often, she couldn't get the detective out of her mind, she was acting more and more rudely with her coworkers, she wasn´t sleeping well, her usually healthy diet was also being affected… and the collapsing building day she reached the limit: right after she went back to the morgue she decided she needed a shower and when she took the dusty scrubs off she realized her underwear was not matching. The situation was really serious: Doctor Maura Isles never wore unmatching underwear.

At that very moment she decided to leave Boston, to get away from the gorgeous detective. She searched the internet for and excuse and found that a forensic genetics congress was taking place in New York in a couple of days. She registered and a few hours later she was flying to New York after sending Jane a short and cold text: "Congress at New York. Back Sunday evening".

And she was back home that evening, in bed, unable to get to sleep. After spending the weekend out, she could see things more clearly. She understood better why Jane didn´t kiss her. Casey just left, Jane's whole family was prowling around, her own biological mother was there, as well as half of the BDP, Boston Fire Department… Definitely, it was not the most romantic scenario to start a love story. But it didn't excuse totally Jane's behavior. And it didn´t relieve Maura's frustration.

She couldn't stand it anymore. She had to get Jane. But she knew the detective very well and deduced that she couldn't take the first step. Jane had to make the first move because Jane always needed to be in control. Thus, the doctor had to do the best she could to help Jane taking the first step, to make Jane give her the kiss she avoided a few days ago. Because Maura's scientific brain knew that this simple action was enough to release the chain reaction, to make the fantasy fed for years come true, to induce a sequence of reactions where a reactive product or by-product causes additional reactions to take place, to increase energy in order to reach a state of higher entropy…

Beep, beep, beep… The clock on the night stand announced it was midnight and Doctor Isles made a decision: she gave herself a one-week deadline to start the dielectric breakdown between Jane and her, to make that single stray neutron result in a nuclear explosion, to throw the snowball that would cause an avalanche. One of the following seven days Jane would kiss her and next Sunday, at midnight, finally, Jane and Maura would be together or they would never be.