A.N. Hey guys so this is my first attempt at an R&I fic and it's not a simple one shot either. This story is about how the lives of Jane and Maura might have been different if they had met as kids. I started writing this when I was watching the first season which was about September last year and I hadn't finished watching the season either so I've taken some liberties with times, date, ages etc.

For the sake of this story Jane was born in September 1979 and Maura was born in May 1981. I know that they're older than that in the show but I took some liberties, and basically decided the time scale on Jane's quote to Angela about Thirty years of experience telling her otherwise in season one (when I started writing this).

This story starts when Jane and Maura are ten and nine in the summer of 1990, with Maura having just turned nine a few months earlier and Jane set to turn eleven about two months later (give or take).

On some chapters I may begin them with an explanation as to what year etc just to help keep things clear.

Just for those who would like to know, the title of this story comes from the William Wordsworth quote, "Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart" which I found appropriate for this story.

My Personal Rose is once again my biggest supporter and has helped me iron a great many things out when I was writing this. I am posting this today because it's her birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! :) Thanks as always my friend!

Anyways enough with my babbling and on with the story!

From Rite Rose Publishing.

The Breathings of Your Hearts

Friends and good manners will carry you where money won't go - Margaret Walker.

Chapter One - Carefree

Maura had always been smart for her age. It was something she was used to hearing from everybody. She had never been told anything but that she was smart or clever. She came to think that being smart or clever meant she got some attention, either from her parents or her teachers. She also really loved to read and learn, so as her hunger for knowledge increased, her social skills sadly fell behind. She didn't mind being alone with her own thoughts. It gave her more opportunity to read. As she got older she realised she could remember everything and was later identified as having an eidetic memory. She was seven.

Sons and daughters of her parent's friends were all playing together or learning sports, she was inside reading everything she could get her hands on. During the summer, when she was 9, her parents told her they were going to the country club they often frequented in Maine just outside of Boston. They always had the same cabin and her parents spent the whole vacation either in the bar or in the exclusive member's only spa. The only part of the vacation Maura liked was the time she could spend reading at the adventure park that was surrounded by picnic tables and trees. That park was in the area of the country club that was for (as her mother said) common people. Maura liked to call them normal and when she went there to read nobody would bother her because all the people she know would be back at the country club side.

So that was how Maura escaped that day and walked to the park with a huge backpack full of books she wanted to get started on. She sat on a picnic bench under the shade of a large tree and got to work. Slowly the park filled up and before she knew it, it was lunchtime. She pulled her bag towards her and pulled out the apple she had put in there. She stopped mid crunch at someone clearing their voice behind her. She spun around to see a tall girl about her age stood there. She swallowed the large bite of apple as the girl spoke.

"Hi, sorry but is it ok if me and my family sit on this bench with you? Everywhere else is full." She asked with a crooked smile.

"My family and I," Maura corrected automatically before cringing to herself and continuing, "Sure, I'll just move some of these out of the way." The girl looked amused at Maura's correction and helped her stack her pile of books.

"Biology and ... a beginners guide to neurophysiology?" The girl asked.

"Yes, I find neurophysiology fascinating." Maura told the girl happily. Before the girl had a chance to reply there was a voice from behind them.

"Janey, did you find a table?"

"Yeah Ma, we can share with ... sorry what's your name?" Jane asked and turned around to face Maura again.

"I'm Maura," She smiled, "It's nice to meet you both." She said politely. She might not understand the finer points of social graces but manners were easy for her to learn.

"I'm Jane Rizzoli, this is my Ma. My Pop and brothers are those lot just coming." She pointed out a man who had one boy under each arm, carrying them towards where they were stood. Jane rolled her eyes at the sight.

"Maura, have you had lunch dear?" Mrs Rizzoli asked. She liked girl, she had nice manners.

"No, I've just got an apple today." She smiled, not understanding that Mrs Rizzoli was subtly asking her to join them. Jane, however saw the misunderstanding.

"Ma is asking if you want to share our lunch." Jane clarified.

"Oh," Maura said as this was made clear, "That's ok Mrs Rizzoli, I wouldn't want to intrude." Maura declined.

"Don't be silly dear, we've got more than enough ... you can share with Jane." Jane sat down next to Maura, grinning.

"Don't worry," she whispered as Mrs Rizzoli started unpacking their basket, "If you really don't want any I can eat Ma's cooking all day."

For the next hour or so, the Rizzoli family sat with Maura and ate merrily. Maura stayed quiet, preferring to watch the family than join the conversation. But after Jane had finished her own lunch, she had turned to Maura and asked her what neurophysiology was. Maura had answered enthusiastically until she glanced up and realised that all the Rizzoli's were staring at her. Mr and Mrs Rizzoli and the younger brother Frankie were looking at her with shock. Tommy, the older brother was looking at her with a horrified expression and Jane just looked amused.

"You're like a talking dictionary." Jane smiled. Maura blushed and Jane broke the tension by talking to Maura about her school, wanting to know exactly how the young girl had got to be so smart. Jane's family returned to their conversations and food. Eventually Jane was told by her parents that they had to go and Maura realised, with great surprise that she had been talking to Jane for over four hours.

"Aww come on Ma, we're on vacation! Do we have to have dinner at exactly six?" Jane whined.

"Yes, we're meeting your Aunt, Uncle and cousins tonight. You can talk to Maura again tomorrow." Mrs Rizzoli smiled. Jane and Maura seemed to complement each other. She hoped they would become good friends. Jane sighed grumpily and turned back to Maura.

"Do you want to meet here again tomorrow?" she asked. Maura was surprised, she had never been asked to 'hang out' as the girls at her school put it but she found she genuinely liked Jane so she nodded and smiled. Instantly Jane's face cracked into a wide grin. "Great! See you tomorrow!" Jane jumped up and followed her family, waving as she went.

That evening, Maura sat having dinner with her parents. They were talking about some friend or other and their rebellious daughter. Finally they turned to Maura and asked the obligatory question that they always asked.

"So what did you do today Maura?" her father asked. Maura smiled brightly at this, still thinking about her new friend.

"I met a friend today Daddy. We were talking all afternoon and we're going to talk tomorrow as well."

Professor and Mrs Isles looked at each other in surprise. Their daughter was not a social person, very good manners though and they mattered after all.

"Oh really, what's her name?" he asked.

"Her name is Jane Rizzoli. She's from Boston. Her family are here for the summer." Maura told them excitedly.

"That's nice dear," her mother replied, "Which cabin are they staying in?"

Maura hesitated. She was almost 100% certain that the Rizzoli's wouldn't be in the cabins but in the camp ground. She didn't know that for sure though and she couldn't lie so she replied with. "I'm not sure where she's staying."

The conversation quickly turned to another topic and Maura quietly excused herself. She decided to research Boston in her books so she would be able to chat to Jane about her home town. The next morning, Maura left the cabin early, leaving a note saying she'd had her breakfast and would be back for dinner that evening. When she got to the park, there was no one there yet as it was so early. She took her book out and started reading. At 10 o'clock, she felt someone sit next to her and jumped.

"Hi," Jane laughed at how high Maura had jumped. Maura smiled and returned the greeting as she closed the book. "So what do you want to do today?" Jane asked.

"Well I'm not that great at sports, other than ballet and fencing so do you think you could teach me how to play baseball? You said you knew how yesterday." Maura asked apprehensively, she wasn't sure asking her new friend something she so badly wanted to learn was a wise idea.

"Sure!" Jane grinned and jumped up, "We have a bat, we'll have you hitting for the Red Sox before you know it!" Jane looked at Maura's confused face, "The Red Sox..." she said again, hopefully. She couldn't believe someone didn't know who they were.

"Yes, but 'hitting for' them is something I don't understand." Jane picked up Maura's bag and gestured for her to walk with her as she started to explain the finer points of baseball terminology. A short while later, they came up to three tents in a circle around a camp fire and there were an assortment of toys scattered over the floor.

"Hang on, I'll grab the bat." Jane said and placed Maura's bag carefully next to the smallest tent. She saw Maura looking at the tents and grinned, "The good thing about being the only girl is I get my own room ... or in this case, tent." Maura smiled in return.

"So do you play baseball at school?" she asked.

"No." Jane's grin faded, "The boys won't let me play and call me Roly Poly Rizzoli, especially this one boy, Joey." Jane scowled. Maura didn't think Jane was overweight, sure she had some puppy fat but she had long limbs and was very tall for her age. That chubbiness she did have would likely vanish in a few years.

"I get called Maura the Bore-a," Maura grimaced, "I think they think it's clever."

A few days later, they had continued to meet and play various games but Maura was nervous to tell Jane that her family was wealthy. She had heard Jane call the people who lived in the cabins snobs but when she did tell Jane, she surprised her (as she had been doing since they met).

"Well that makes sense." Jane grinned at her friend.

Maura frowned and tried to figure this out. "Why does that make sense?" she asked.

"Well your manners are perfect and your clothes look expensive and you're always going on about that boarding school you want to go to ... no offense Maura but nobody I know at home would ever go to a boarding school," she paused and then added as an afterthought, "Unless you count military boarding schools and then they've been forced to go!"

"Oh" Maura replied, a little unsure. Jane looked back at her.

"I think it's great that you wanna go to that fancy boarding school," Jane grinned, "It's like you're a Princess or something." She paused and then laughed. "In fact, there's your nickname, I've been thinking you needed one." She smiled and then jumped up from the spot on the grass that they were sitting, "Come on Princess, let's go storm the Rizzoli castle for lunch"

Maura followed her, amused. From anyone else she would have hated having that nickname, but from Jane who she knew meant no offence she loved it. Jane continued to call her Princess for the rest of the vacation.

The next week passed quickly with Maura and Jane spending everyday together. They spent their time talking or Jane trying to teach Maura the rules of certain sports. After nine days Jane told Maura they were going home to Boston the next day and she felt awful. She knew she would miss her friend. Then Jane had a very good idea.

"Let's write to each other." Jane said quickly as they swung on the swings together. Maura looked sideward's at Jane, a big smile on her face.

"Really?" she asked.

"'Course, I think it's be cool to stay in touch." They exchanged addresses and Jane promised she would write when they got home. Maura was due to stay at the resort for another two weeks but Jane's father had to go back to work.

A.N. Ok so there's the first chapter, please let me know what you guys think. I have pretty much finished the whole of this story however I won't be posting chapter two until it is finished. This is not an appeal for reviews guys it's just that I have to have it completely finished and know there's no errors before I continue posting. I posted this today simply because it's part of My Personal Rose's birthday present so please be patient and I promise that the minute I finish there will be an update every few days :)