Disclaimer: This is AU. I do not own any of the characters from Rizzoli and Isles.
Rating: M
Co-written with Kim
Chapter 01
Bodyguard
Maura knocked on her father's door after she had been told that he wanted to talk to her. Hearing his voice allowing her entrance, she opened the door and set her bag nearby. Then she walked into the room more.
She was a picture of perfection as always with long caramel locks, heels, fair skin against her dress. She had a style all her own that was made for her figure. She never sat at the chairs at his desk, but instead, she always sat in the small lounge chair off to the side. She leaned back and stared upward for a moment, speaking to him.
"What is it this time," she asked softly, but the hint of annoyance was placed in her voice easily. He could always see right through her. She was his daughter afterall.
Paddy Doyle eyed his daughter when she entered. His office immediately started to smell like his daughter's sweet perfume. Patiently he watched her sitting down in the lounge chair and leaned back in his big, black leather chair.
"My angel." He said with a tight smile as she spoke. He was a patient man and was good in keeping his cool, no matter what the situation was.
"There had been a transaction which had gone wrong..." He started carefully and eyed her.
"And even though you don't need to worry your pretty little head over it, I want you to have a bodyguard around you. Just in case. There has not been a threat against you but I just wanna be...sure that you are always safe." He said and folded his hands on his big wooden desk.
"I'll have Alexey company you from now on." He told her.
Maura sat up and made a face at his words, not him.
"Just because you can't cover your tracks, doesn't mean you have to punish me with a bodyguard. I know how to take care of myself. I understand why I have to. If you didn't do such damaging things, you wouldn't have to worry all the time about my safety," she said a bit too curt. She folded her arms over her chest and tightened her jaw.
"I don't agree to it. You know I don't have to," she said back to him and stared directly into his eyes.
"I wasn't asking for your permission, Maura, I was telling you. Alexey will be around you now, end of discussion. If you want to or not. I'm rather safe than sorry. Just try to think of him as a friend and not a bodyguard. Maybe you don't mind that much then. He'll be discreet and respectful. He will even carry your bags on your many shopping trips, isn't that great?" Doyle asked and got up from his leather chair and opened the shades of his office more to let more sunlight in.
"Him carrying my bags is not my issue. Him coming on dates or dances, or dinners, is my issue. What, will he be in the room when I choose to have sex? Wow, because that would just make it better. End of discussion? Father...no. I am 23...I am an adult. I don't need protection from a bodyguard... So no...no thank you," she said and stood, looking at him.
"Would you like me to move out? Because I could. Then you wouldn't have any control over me..."
"Maura!" He rose his voice and gave her a look that meant he was being serious and didn't take no for an answer.
"You are not going to move out and you will have a bodyguard. And that is my last word. If you don't like Alexey, you can choose someone else from my men but you will have one. Are we clear, young lady?" He asked as he glared at her.
Maura shook her head.
"Oh I will move out if you force a male bodyguard on me. I don't want it! I won't accept it! You force my hand father, and I am gone. I mean it," she said and started to turn to head back toward the door and her bag. This was how it always was. The threat to move out got her way every single time.
"Fine. Wait Maura!" He said. He walked towards her and stopped right in front of her.
"I guess I can have a look at a female bodyguard then, okay? I am not entirely convinced with a female bodyguard for you...but if that's the only way you will accept a bodyguard, so it will be it." He said and looked at her.
"A female bodyguard it is, alright?"
Maura looked up into his eyes and shrugged lightly.
"It's not alright, but if you think I have to have one...then a female would be less intrusive..." she said and then bent over to get her bag.
"Are we done...because I want to use the spa for a while," she said with a half smile and a blink of her pretty eyes. She walked past him and left the room.
An hour later she was in the spa wing, trying to relax away the news of a bodyguard.
As soon as Maura had left his office, Doyle had started to look for a female bodyguard. He wasn't really happy about the fact that someone female would have to protect his daughter but it was the only way. He never had a female bodyguard working for him. He made a few calls and as he was meeting his daughter to dine with her, he brought up the subject again. He wiped his mouth with his napkin and looked across the table at his pretty daughter.
"Maura, I'd like you to meet someone." He started the conversation.
Maura sipped at her wine and sighed as she set it down.
"Of course," she said as pleasantly as she could and with a fine, but tight smile. She absently looked up at the clock and then back at him.
"But I want to be out of the house within 30 minutes. I want to go to the club tonight," she said and under breath added, "...to get wasted..."
"Well you may do that, Maura. You can party as much as you like." He said and turned in his seat.
"Would you please come in, Jane?" He asked and a few seconds later a tall, dark-haired woman entered. She wore a pair of jeans, a tanktop and a leather jacket over it. Her hair was straight and pulled back into a tight ponytail.
"I don't party," she mocked his words quietly before he brought in Jane and for a moment her world stood still.
"That is Jane. Your bodyguard." Doyle told Maura.
"And that is my lovely daughter Maura I've told you about." He said. Jane stepped over to Maura and held out her hand to her.
"Nice to meet you, Miss Doyle." She said politely.
Maura had always liked both sexes, but no woman had turned her on being fully clothed before. She quickly took a large gulp of her wine as he introduced her.
"For now," she said, rolled her eyes, and looked back toward her father.
"Does she go with me everywhere? How about to the bathroom...oh wait...in the shower," she said in sarcasm. She wasn't happy and that was easily seen.
"No she will not go in the shower with you." Doyle answered with a sigh and rolled his eyes at his daughter.
Jane by now, pulled her hand back, after Maura didn't take it. A spoiled young woman, that was exactly what Jane expected. She just hoped that she wouldn't cause too much troubles.
"Jane will however, check the bathroom, before you go inside to make sure it's safe, and then she'll wait outside." Doyle told her.
"She'll do everything to make sure you are safe." He added.
"It's not my first protection job, I know what I am doing. No worries, Miss Doyle." Jane said and looked down at her. She was easy on the eyes, a really pretty girl and Jane imagined, she was quite a party girl as well.
"Ok no. First of all, when I have go, I will and I will not wait for someone to check it first," she said with a sigh and stood before Jane. It was surprising and adorable how short she was. She looked younger than she was. She arched an eyebrow at Jane.
"Oh I know you are good. My father wouldn't have picked you if you weren't. I just don't think that I need you," Maura said back before she moved around Jane toward her father. She patted his head and smiled.
"Don't wait up...I will be a little late..." she said to him and looked over her shoulder at Jane.
Doyle flashed a smile at Maura and then gave Jane a look. Jane understood and gave a nod.
"Don't worry, Sir, I'll bring your daughter home safe." Jane said. That was what Doyle wanted to hear, so he gave an approving nod. He kissed Maura's cheek.
"Be a good girl, don't do anything I wouldn't do." He said to her with a smile.
"Of course not. I just mingle," she said with a small smirk. Then she headed out, not even looking behind her to see if Jane was following her. She moved down the hall and then into her wing to change clothes.
"I don't need you in here with me," she said right before she opened the door to her bedroom.
"Of course not." Jane said and closed the door to Maura's room and waited in front of it. She had the feeling that protecting Maura wasn't going to be an easy job, especially since she didn't want protection in the first place. Jane sighed and leaned against the wall next to the door, waiting patiently.
Twenty minutes later, Maura came out in a short black skirt, thigh high brown leather boots and a burgundy halter top. She smelled like heaven and looked good enough to eat. Maura offered Jane a look before she just walked down the hall. Her fine ass doing crazy things in the black skirt. Her hair was pulled up and slightly to the side with a clip.
Jane followed her in silence but couldn't help but checking her out. She let her eyes wander over her swaying hips, her ass and her legs. Maura really looked good and Jane didn't think she would get tired of looking at her. She got in the car with Maura and drove her to the club she said she'd wanna go. Since Jane was on duty she wasn't going to drink anyways, so she could drive and didn't need a driver for them.
In the car, Maura smelled even better. The space was closed in and her body heat surrounded Jane.
"I hate that you have to drive me. I am 23 years old. I am a woman and adult and I just keep getting downgraded..." she said, staring straight ahead. She really didn't expect the woman to answer her. But she talked anyways.
"You think you can leave me alone for the rest of the night? I promise I wouldn't say a word."
Jane glanced over to her and raised a brow.
"I wouldn't be very good at my job if I'd let you do that, would I?" The brunette pointed out and looked back at the road.
"I'll give you some space. I won't be standing next to you all night. I'll always be a few metres away from you and watch you. Just pretend I am not here." Jane said to her.
"Like that will be easy to do," she grumbled and then let her head fall to the window as she sighed. She was silently for the rest of the ride, but her world changed as she stepped into the night club.
She was down on the floor at the bar and then the floor again all in the span of 10 minutes. She danced with anyone that Jane saw, male or female. She looked good as she moved as well and even better when others touched her.
Jane followed her wherever Maura was going. Her eyes were constantly on Maura and she watched everyone who looked suspicious. The fact that Maura danced with so many people didn't make it easier. But there was no doubt that Maura was very popular at that club. Jane found herself fantasizing about dancing with Maura herself a few times, touching her body and... She needed to focus. She blinked.
Maura wasn't in Jane's sight when she focused and blinked. It was panic time. Maura laughed in the dark hall way between the restrooms with a woman and a man.
"Can you believe I have to be watched? Like I am some child," she said and the woman kissed her and then the man, silencing her words. The moved around a short corner toward the utility room.
Shit, was all that Jane thought. She scanned the dancefloor but didn't see her anymore. Then she scanned the bar, but she wasn't standing there. Shit. Jane moved down, looking around, panicking. She made her way to the restroom, hoping to find Maura there.
How could she be so stupid and allow herself to daydream while watching her!? The other girl and the guy, both kissed Maura. While one was kissing her lips, the other one was kissing her neck. Two pairs of hands were all over her body.
Maura moaned softly as she was kissed and touched all over her. Her stomach jumped sweetly and she breathed heavier. She kissed the man back that kissed her and the woman at her neck was killing her insides. She forgot about her escort...and didn't care.
"I live...I live just outside of town...Mmmmm oh god..." she kissed him harder.
"How about we all disappear to your place then?" The guy asked and gave her breast a nice squeeze. The girl let her tongue run over Maura's neck and then sucked at a spot.
"I'm all for it." The girl agreed.
Jane came rushing into the hallway and stopped as she saw the three of them. She screwed up her face lightly but didn't say anything. She wasn't here to judge but to protect the blonde.
"I am not usually like this," she panted, "but god...I am so stressed out and you are just what I need to relax," she said and curled a hand around the woman's body and the man's and then kissed one before the other. She was soo turned on. Then she made a face.
"Shit... I need one of you to drive me. I was given a ride here to begin with," she said with a sigh.
The sound of keys clinging to eachother could be heard.
"I drive." Jane said. The man and the woman immediately looked at her and then at Maura.
"We all drank so I guess having her drive us, isn't the worst idea." The woman pointed out and looked at Maura.
"Shit..." Maura mumbled under her breath as she looked at Jane. She nodded and then shrugged with a roll of her eyes.
"Yeah fine...You drive," she said and then looked at the other two. "I will get you cab fare later," she said with a small smile before she pushed away from the door and between the two to head toward Jane.
"So you found me this time...next time I will make it harder," she said with a sneer.
Jane only rolled her eyes and followed them. She drove the three of them to Maura's home and walked them into Maura's room. Jane then closed the door and sighed. She sat down right across from the door and heard giggles, moans and talks from inside the blonde's room.
Jane thought it was a shame that the blonde threw herself at everyone so quickly. And it seemed like that Maura was used to having one night stands. Jane judged her on so many levels but kept it all to herself. Maura's lifestyle was none of her business.
Hours later, the man and the woman came out from Maura's room and Maura stood in the frame of the door, watching them leave. She narrowed her eyes at Jane.
"Really? In my own home, you had to sit right there? Well, did you enjoy the show?" She asked with a disgusted look. She wore a robe, thin and satin as she stood there. Her heart was still beating fast from the sex she had just had.
Jane looked up at Maura, seeing her tousled hair, her flushed cheeks and her glistening hazel eyes. She stretched a bit before she answered.
"Not as much as you think." Jane got up from the ground and watched the other two walking down the stairs.
"Goodnight Miss Doyle." Jane followed the two downstairs and made sure they left the house, before she walked back and walked into her own room, that was across from Maura's.
Maura smirked at the bodyguard as she left and behind her back she half smiled, watching the woman before she moved back into her bedroom and shut the door. She blew out a sigh and looked at her messy bed. She shrugged and just ended up taking a shower. She finally moved into her father's room and got into bed with him.
"Angel...what are you doing here?" Doyle asked her drowsily and half asleep. He turned around to face her. He was worried that something was wrong and that something had happened. Maura was his pride and joy, no question about that.
"I just didn't want to sleep alone tonight. I am sorry that I woke you," she whispered and pulled the covers over her body as she snuggled into the pillows on his bed. She sighed.
"She lost me...you know," she finally said with her eyes closed. "That should get her fired..." she said and something about how she said it, Doyle knew that it wasn't Jane's fault.
He couldn't help but chuckle at his daughter's statement. He knew Maura too well.
"I am sure you tried your best to stay within her view all the time, huh? Lemme guess...she left you alone to have a smoke, right? I am sure you didn't spend your whole evening trying to sneak away from her... You are right, she should get fired." He said sarcastic and turned around to go back to sleep.
"Of course I did. I went to the bathroom all by myself as well," she said with a small smile before she opened her eyes. She stared at him and as he curled into him and wrapped an arm over him.
"Yeah, I did, but you can't blame me. God father...I don't need the extra eyes watching me dance, or make out or drink or eat. I just don't. No one tried anything."
"Goodnight Angel." That's all he said to her. To him the conversation was over. There was no way he'd let her do anything without a bodyguard now. He figured that Maura would get used to Jane at some point and was able to successfully ignore her.
TBC
Alright I hope you like it so far. There wasn't alot Jane/Maura interaction yet but just wait ;)
