This is my first time writing anything so be gentle… I own absolutely nothing..
It has been six months.
Six months since headquarters was invaded and six months since Marino took Jane months since Jane shot herself. Six months since Jane said "I love you, Maura" before passing out in the ambulance on the way to the hospital.
Maura had always loved Jane. When Jane first got promoted to detective, they became fast friends. Soon after, everyone stopped calling her Queen of the Dead. She was so grateful that Jane had put stop to that. It reminded her of when the kids in grade school called her Maura the realized her feelings for Jane during one of their Friday night sleepovers.
They were cuddled up on the couch after a hard day at work and Jane had crashed halfway through the show. Jane had insisted that Maura pick what they watch and Maura being Maura, chose a documentary. Maura was almost asleep herself. She loved the feeling of Jane's arms wrapped around her and the smell of Jane's shampoo. Then it hit her. There is a reason she stocks up on Jane's favorite beer. There's a reason she has instant in her cupboard. There's a reason she lets her walls down when she's with Jane. Jane protects her. Jane makes her feel safe and loved.
Maura is in love with Jane.
As she lays there thinking about it, she cries, because it's been six months.
Six months since the death of Detective Jane Rizzoli.