Author's note: This story is AU in a way being that I changed Maura's past a little bit, as well as Jane is a bit OOC. Though these changes are not too drastic, the do differ from the real show, I know. If you dislike it, you can stop reading. This is my heads up. Anyway, you may begin, starting now, if you wish:

"I think I'm leaving Boston, Ma." It was only six words, but Jane knew they would break her mother's heart. It took her months to have the courage to voice her desires and she finally let it out.

"To where are you going? You have only been a Detective for two years! " Angela asked immediatley.

"I think I want to head out west, maybe Los Angeles." Jane said, though realizing that she should have said 'will' not want, and 'to' not, maybe. She saw her mother swallow anger, and only hurt was left.

"Is it not good enough for you here?" Angela asked.

"I just need a change, Ma." Jane responded. Then Angela understood. Hoyt. Jane had finally realized that it was a lot to handle, at least being across the cournty could take care of that, right?

"Okay. I'll miss you. You better visit here." Angela said, throwing herslef at her daughter, who surprisingly hugged back. "I'll miss you so much Janie!" She wailed.

Jane sighed, "Hey, there is still a week left before I leave."

"WHAT?! ONE WEEK?!" Angela said loudly, in surprise. That was not enough time for either of them, but knowing Jane, she'd make it work. "Do the guys at work know?" Angela knew the answer before Jane could respond. "Of course I am the last to know." She threw her arms up.

"It was hard to tell you, Ma. But hey- I think I'm due for a change." Jane sighed once more. I need to see somewhere else. New people.

"You could cut your hair instead!"

"Oh yeah, totally the same." Angela glared at Jane. "Sorry."

"It's okay." Angela said, looking up at her daughter, the realization of growing up dawning on her.

"It's planned, already. I just need to pack up my stuff." Jane said, gesturing and looking all around.

"And where is the money coming from?" Angela asked, curiously.

"I have saved enough to get there. We'll see. I make more as Detective, and since I'm a Detective III, it's bit more now." Jane said, it evident that she had put hours and hours, days and days into it.

The next week flew by, though tough, Jane got her necessities together and send them to Los Angeles. She was also able to give away/sell the rest of her things. Angela would stay in Jane's appartment. Jane would be leaving for the airport in an hour. She had said goodbye to her BPD Badge, her gun, and had her final look at the BPD. She now faced a room full of her ex-partners, brothers, and mother.

This was goodbye. Although she refused, they all saw her to the airport. It was all suddenly becoming a reality. She would be going. People were teary eyed, and she was almost. But not quite, because she was excited for her 'new life'. She felt ready. Hugs, and goodbyes were given. Heart wrenching final glances were bestowed, and Jane was on her own in the airport. Alone, in a new place for the first time in a long time.

What mattered was that she knew she had a place to stay, a job, money and her clothes. She had found someone to stay with that seemed to be only okay with it after it was acknowledged that Jane was a Detective. This made her nervous.

As Jane exited the plane, she turned her phone on, and called Angela, and texted Frost, telling them she was safe. She walked through LAX and saw nothing but new faces. Even though it was scary, she was happy. She grabbed her things and got into a cab. She pulled the address from her phone, and they were off.

Though, it never did occur to her where exactly she would be living- when she made the arrangments, it didn't matter to her. She needed a place to crash while she figured it out. The cab pulled up to the house, and Jane got out, getting her stuff out. It was 11:00 PM and she was tired.

She knocked on the door. Nothing. Over and over this repeated for an hour. She finally checked her phone and called the woman she had spoken to earlier. She answered, and explained that it turned out, she couldn't fit anyone else into her house. Fucking wonderful. Where the hell am I supposed to go?! Jane thought.

She ended up at a hotel, close to her new precinct. Without unpacking anything she finally fell asleep in her clothes, laying on the bed on top of the covers.

The next morning, she arrived at work. Keeping it professional, she knew she had to make app new inpressions, the first day beign everything, the foundation of her needed to be earned respect. Everything was going to her, surprisingly well, until she met the Medical Examiner.

Jane headed to the morgue. "Detective Jane Rizzoli." Jane held out her hand. I don't think there is anyone more gorgeous than this woman...

"Dr. Maura Isles, Chief Medical Examiner." Maura returned the shake. This detective is a... prime specimen. She thought. "Your periorbital puffiness implies you are sleep deprived."

"Thank you?" Jane smiled. Oh no, she already thinks I'm weird. Another one I freaked out. Marua thought. Picking up on Maura's distress, Jane quickly said, "No, no you're right. I had a... rough night."

"Oh..." Maura said. "Well, Detective I am certain it will get better."

"Thanks." Jane said. Dammit Jane, you are practically drooling over her. Stop it. "It was a pleasure to meet you Doctor."

"Please, call me Maura."

"If you call me Jane?"

Maura weighed her options. "Deal."

If so, THANK YOU so much for reading this, it means a lot. So, if you haven't guessed, there will be Rizzles happening- and soon!

Also, if you could review, it would be amazing- I would get to know what you think, and I could get constrictive criticism!

Thanks, -Hannah