Since I haven't post anything for so long I wrote this. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Rizzoli & Isles isn't and would never be mine.

Thurday, 9 March

This wasn't the first time this happened. She went up to the bullpen in excitement for her best friend and drag the brunette out for lunch only to find Jane's desk was empty.

Frost, Korsak and Frankie all were there. Even Nina was still typing away behind her desk. Lunch hour wasn't hitting the clock yet for another fifteen minutes so she couldn't blame them. They were a bunch of hardworkers. She was the excited one for this one new restaurant.

Whenever Maura asked them for Jane's whereabouts, only shrugs of shoulders and shakes of head were their answers.

"This is strange." It was not Maura but Nina voiced out that one phase that the ME had been uttering this week.

"It is indeed." Frost nodded with fingers grazing his barely there beard. "I can trace her phone if you want, doc?"

Maura contemplated the detective's offer but then shook her head no. "Jane wouldn't like that."

"Oh yes she wouldn't but this is the 4th time this week Maura. Aren't you curious? Jane left the bullpen exactly half an hour before lunch break. Aren't you worried?" Frankie leaned on his sister desk and gave Maura a look.

Maura bit her lip and played with the cuff of her red blazer. Of course she was curious. Of course she was worried. Jane was her best friend. That woman would never leave this very bullpen that early if nothing important came up. Running though possibilities of anything, Maura lost in her head again while all eyes were on her.

"She is a trouble magnet. She could meet some trouble out there. Aren't you worried?" Frankie repeated.

"1.. 2.. 3.."

*loud stormping of boots*

"Maura! Come on! I'm hungry! Let's go to that Fruity..Frutili..whatever you said in your text! Come on. Come on. We don't have much time left."

Bursting in and swiping Maura away with her like a hurricane, the leftover members of the gang watched Jane's excited face animatedly spoke to the stunned blonde by her side before the elevator door closed as Jane kindly spared them a wave like nothing was wrong. Nothing at all.

"Man, if Maura takes the bait earlier we could know where Jane goes." Frankie slumped on his sister's chair frustratedly, pushing it to the back and swirled on it with head rolled backward.

"You can just track her without telling her." Nina suggested from the side. "If nobody said anything, Jane isn't going to find out, isn't she?" She looked from her fiance, then at Frost and lastly at Korsak who gave a little chuckle.

"Oh Nina sweetheart." Frankie laughed when receiving a glare from the woman.

"It is true that Dr Isles can lie now but that doesn't mean she likes it. Every once in a while she enjoys doing it. But still it is against her principle. An intense questioning look from Jane and she would blur out the culprit. I'm not going to be the roasted beef." Frost shuddered, running his hands up and down his arms.

Korsak laughed as he glanced at the clock. "Roasted beef, runs out of comparison do you dear boy?" He was still laughing as he walked out the door and headed for the elevator while still slipping his wallet into his back pocket and straightened his jacket and tie. He got a wife waiting at the Robbers for lunch.

He might be as curious as the youngs one but what Jane did or where she went really wasn't his business. After all Jane did return safely from wherever she disappeared to and came back with such great a greater mood compared to the one she had before she disappeared. He got nothing to worry about.

xxx

The lunch was great and Maura even packed desert for the people at the office since she fell in love with the restaurant. After a very enjoyable time once again her curiousity and concern 'pop' in the air about the brunette by her side.

Jane looked like a hungry flesh eating bird still even after finishing her burger and bacon. The mini pie in her hand would be gone by the time they finished the last few steps in front of the BPD. If that satisfying pie size could be called mini. More than often did Maura wonder where on earth did Jane stuffed all that in that stomach size of hers. Thin people were always like this. She pouted involuntarily.

"Jane, aren't your appetite too much?" Maura slipped in a tissue on her friend's hand after noticing the pie filling was spreading on her upper lip. Such a messy eater.

"Dis was sooo guddd!" Jane spoke with her full mouth and sent an apologetic grin after wiping clean her messy face. No lipstick was so great!

Such a kid. Maura shook her head with an amused smile tugging at the end of her lips. Jane was such an entertainment.

"We should go back there again then. Since it is super duper rare that you enjoy my choice of place."

"Of course we should. Why wouldn't we? Even Ma would kill for this pie recipe. Do you think we can hold gun in their head and force the recipe out?"

"What? Why would you? Whose head are you going to stick your gun on?" Maura shook her head again this time with disbelief face. "You can just ask nicely Jane. Why must you resort to physical violence all the time?"

"And miss that distressed look on your face? Not a chance!" Jane giggled away as she took the left elevator for the bullpen while Maura took the right for the morgue.

With a gaped mouth, Maura's squinted her eyes at the detective who dusted her palms after stuffing the last piece of her pie into her mouth and grinned in triump for her success to raise hell from her peace loving friend.

"I wouldn't share this with you." Maura said after collected herself with a straight face and back, gesturing for the box in her left hand as she pushed the elevator button with the other.

"Awww come on Maura. It is just a small payback for your Super Duper thing. No Maura, no no. Nooo!" Jane wailed with her hand was stretched out desperately and cosmically for the treat from her own elevator but Maura purposedly let the door slid close in front of her blocking the sight of the box from the dramatic detective and the wail she let out. The lobby was full with BPD detectives, beat cops, citizens but those people didn't matter at this very moment. Their very little moment.

Alone in the metal box, the doctor barely placed her hand over her mouth before her body hunched and she snorted. This was her best friend's fault for making the ladyliked Maura did such unladylike thing. Her body shook vigorously as she gave in to laughing. The camera must be having a blast for this footage of hers. She snorted once last time and cleared her throat. "Oh Jane.." She chuckled playing the detective's antic in her head over and over again. She can't help it. If she was a teacher, Jane was going to get an A in the subject of making her laugh.

Meanwhile..

Jane was leaning at the back of the elevator with closed eyes and ankles crossed on. A soft smile on her face.

This is my thank to you, Maura..