Title: Rizzles – a 100 short ones :)

Author: Smilis

Disclaimer: No infringement intended. I own nothing I'm just borrowing the characters for my own amusement. These stories may depict two women in a sexual context and if that's not your cup of tea feel free to not read.

Summary: At the end of the game, decisions still needs to be made no matter how hard it may seem.

Rating: M (Since I like writing about sex it's bound to come up in some chapters…)

Feedback: Please review

AN: So, read BensonandStabler's views on trying to post a short one every day until Rizzoli & Isles starts back again and thought I'd give it a try. (Or maybe every other day since sometime I work the night shift.)Maybe it'll help me write down the next couple chapters in my other fic. So, let's see what I can come up with from now till then :)

Btw, this will probably be a bit offendish towards Jane but if you read it through you might find the reason for it valid.

Oh, and English - not my first language so please excuse the mistakes I'm bound to make.

Chapter 1 – Choices

"Maura"

Jane sat next to the counter nursing her third beer as she watched Maura cook some sort of fish. Apparently it was fish day, something Maura had neglected to tell her, and she wished, not for the first time, that she had brought pizza when she came over.

"Did I make the right choice?"

She briefly glanced over to Maura to try and get a glimpse of her eyes, trying to read what she thought but Maura continued to grate some carrots, studiously avoiding her gaze. She sighed as she finished the bottle and opened yet a new beer.

"I mean, he is charming. Everybody likes him. What's not to like about him? He's served his country repeatedly. It's time to settle down. And, and he got injured but made it through."

She took another sip and toyed with the bottle as she checked to see that Maura was actually listening to her. She watched Maura handle the fillet with care, such dexterous hands, and wondered what more those hands could do.

"Ma loves him. And think of our kids, they'd charm everybody. He's gonna be a stay-in dad then. I can't take off from work for too long. But he could. He'd be safe, no more touring. And ma really loves him. He's a husband already. Cleaning, cooking, doing the laundry."

She couldn't control her laugh and the beer sprouted from her mouth.

"A real housewife. Never thought I'd get one of those."

Dinner was almost done. They usually ate at the counter but Maura had already prepared the table for herself since Jane wasn't supposed to come over so Jane jumped off her stool and sat another plate opposite of Maura's. When she finished she made a beeline to collect her beer.

"He's everything I could possible want, my high school sweetheart, you know. How many can have that?" she continued as she grabbed yet another beer. Just in case she finished the one she had.

"No beer, Jane"

Maura rolled her eyes. She had been keeping an eye on the empty bottles and while mixing beer and wine was not ideal she was not going to have Jane throw away a perfect cooked fish with beer.

"You can't have beer with fish. It's fish Jane and you need a chilled bottle of white wine. Please."

"Okaay" Jane dragged her words out. She always drank beer.

"As long as I can drink my beer later."

"Yes Jane", Maura answered like she was talking to a child, "you can have the rest of the beer after dinner."

As she put the rest of the food on the table she watched Jane stumble a bit before finally sitting down. She rarely saw Jane this out of it, she could usually hold her liquor. I wonder how much she had to drink prior to coming here. She was going to enjoy a quiet night alone with fish and a good wine for dinner before watching a sappy old romantic movie. Contrary to popular belief she appreciated a romantic movie every now and then. But somehow her plans changed and when Jane came over it was always for the better. Well, almost always.

"So, Maura, Casey? He's like everything anyone could ever want, right? He's the right choice. Him and me?," she hiccupped. "I mean him and I." she hiccupped again. "I mean we, us, the two of us. We're it, right?" She quieted down before she whispered, "It's the easiest way." hoping Maura wouldn't hear it.

She eyed the fish as she stabbed at it with her fork. Who ate fish?

"Are you sure you can eat this? It's looking at me, with its sad eyes begging me not to eat it."

She turned the fillet on the side making it look like it was swimming and put her head on the table looking up to Maura.

"Don't eat me, don't eat me. A burger is nice and with no eyes." She laughed again as she finished her beer. This was funny.

"It's olives, Jane, not eyes. And your burger has eyes too." Maura poured herself a glass of wine but refined from giving Jane any, obviously she had had enough already.

"Sit up and eat. It won't hurt you to get something nourishing from time to time."

"What about Casey, Maura?" she whispered afraid of the answer. "Did I make the right decision?"

Maura watched Jane carefully. She had heard Jane swoon over Casey for months, then curse him when he pulled away and then swoon again.

"Do you love him Jane?"

The question was simply and yet Jane had trouble understanding it.

"What? Of course I love him. He's my high school sweetheart."

"No Jane, are you in love with him? Is he the love of your life? Does your heart flutter against your rib carriage? Do you lie awake at night thinking about him? Do you go out of your way to please him just to see him happy? Jane, do you love him?"

As the game was finishing up Jane was almost totally out of it. Maura had tried to stop Jane from anymore beers but Jane had insisted. "Just one more. I need to relax."

"Come on Jane, it's time for bed, you need to sleep it off."

She half dragged half carried Jane up the stairs towards her bedroom. When she was within reach she lowered her to the bed and began undressing her using the same technique she was used to in her morgue and soon she had Jane undressed and somewhat under the covers. She quickly stepped into the shower ridding her from all the high strung emotions of the evening before she redressed and entered her bedroom were Jane was snoring lightly. As she lay down she heard Jane turn around to face her.

"I'm drunk, right Maura?" Jane smiled when she said it.

"Yes, Jane, you are very drunk. Go to sleep."

"If I'm drunk, I can plead amnesia in the morning?" She swayed as she tried to sit up. She crossed her legs and put her hands on her knees lowering her head.

"Right Maura? I can say I don't remember anything and go back to the way it was."

She shifted a bit trying to make herself more comfortable,

"All I want is to make ma happy."

Maura could see, even in the dark that Jane was shivering and she sat up to hug her.

"No, please, Maura" Jane began as she quickly cast a glance in Maura's direction before she hid her face, crying, in her hands and started again.

"All I want is to make ma happy. But I've always known. Always known Maura." She took a deep breath before turning and facing her best friend.

"I'm gay."

AN: So, what did you think about this first bit of the story?

So, what did you think?