"Thank you Doctor Isles, it's an honour that you've expressed interest to work here at Boston Police Department (PD). We'll send you an email confirmation," he sweeps his hand across his desk. "This is after all just mere formalities. We will of course be honoured to have you the Chief Medical Examiner of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts stationed with us here at Boston PD."

"Thank you Sir," Maura stands to shake his hand, "It'll be an honour as well."

"Have a good day Doctor Isles." He shakes Maura's hand and gestures her to the door. Maura offers a nod and turns to leave.

Maura catches both his grin and feels him as he watches her sashay out of his office. Maura isn't oblivious to how many heads have turned as well to just watch her leave. Maura thinks that maybe she has something on her face or her dress; Maura focuses on nothing but on the clickity-clack her heels are making. Maura doesn't even consider that the officers and detectives were entranced by the charming beauty she's exuding. Maura reaches the elevator, thinking of nothing but if her latest journal on forensic psychology has been mailed in. Maura then wonders next if the open-toed suede heels she ordered have been flown in; they'll be such a good match for the new coat she had just purchased. Maura thinks that maybe, if she looks decent and presentable, they'll all stop staring and consider approaching her.

Maura steps out onto the pavement and she blinks. She does not see her car. Maura knows that she had left it right outside the precinct. She does not think that she would forget such a thing. Maura just looks around, thinking maybe, she had left it somewhere else after all.

"No! No!" Jane grits her teeth, "You know I always park here."

"Orders are orders." He chuckles. He continues rigging up the tow.

Jane is disgruntled and annoyed. She is miffed and whoa. Who's that chick?

The woman is standing by the curb, hair tousled by her head shakes and looking quite simply, drop dead confused but oh so gorgeous. Like a fashion model right out of its glossy cover - with her heels and glamorous do. What's she doing here? Not that she's spoiling the view but the woman sure doesn't look like a part of the usual crowd here. Still, no car and what a view, Jane wonders what the woman's smile might look like and what it'll do to her.

Jane walks towards her.

"Hi there," Jane offers a hand, "I'm detective Rizzoli. Mister I can tow your car away," Jane jabs her thumb behind her, "Towed my car. That's what happened to you too?"

"Hi. I'm Doctor Maura Isles," she reaches to shake, "That's unfortunate. If I had known that this was a no car zone..." She shakes her head.

Jane watches as those luscious locks fall.

"Don't worry about it. He just messes with people because the brass up top doesn't like cars decorating his street. It isn't even illegal to park here," Jane gestures to the street, "And you're not from around here, are you?"

"I've just flown in a week ago."

"To what then does fine old Boston owe the pleasure of a lady as fine as you?" Jane can't help but flirt a little; Rizzolis are hot-blooded Italians, and this lady's waking something in her.

"I'm interviewing for the position of medical examiner, I'm -"

"So you're the esteemed medical examiner we're going to be working with," Jane likes where this is going, "We're going to be partners then you see, or at least, working closely together," Jane lowered her voice a little; she knows how to play to her strengths.

Jane catches a little blush forming and she likes this progression indeed. Thank you Mo. Jane silently utters.

The medical examiner smiles at her.

Like a shot through the heart, and Jane is believing, that the medical examiner's smile, is simply bewitching.

Jane feels her heart quicken and she flashes that special Rizzoli grin, one she hasn't felt like giving since, well, this lady must be truly fascinating. Jane's still grinning.

Maura had returned the offered handshake and appraised the woman in front of her. She had never had her pulse quicken so easily before.

Maura's tongue is in knots with those eyes of hers. What did she ask? If I'm from around here?

"I've just flown in a week ago." Maura finds herself offering.

The woman replies with a string of words; that if taken into consideration of proper context, could be taken as a pick-up line. The semantics and intonations are there. Maura dismisses the thought; no one has ever thought her as anything but weird.

"I'm interviewing for the position of medical examiner, I'm -"

Maura is cut off, interrupted, but before she can even think up the words - how rude - she notes that the woman seems to have stated with no doubt that they will both be colleagues, working closely together. Those words, that voice. Maura blushes a little.

A smile comes easy from her.

The detective returns in kind. Maura can't wait to start working again.

The detective is still smiling. Maura is too.

A/N: Hi there, thank you, for the time~
I think, that this was the prompt by truckyousasha and imtakingoverthisshipjanet and well, it probably looks a little out of sorts here without the gif set but, it was a probable scene as to, maybe this is how they first met. Gif set is by bound-for-life-00007 and extra information: this chapter is a re-upload.
Thank you, for the time=)