A/N: Well I have decided to start another story. I was talking to ItsClaStevOfficial about different ideas for fics and this popped into my head. Yes, this is the Rizzles Top Gun-inspired story you never knew you wanted. I hope you enjoy and please let me know what you think.

Disclaimer: I do not own or profit off any of the Rizzoli and Isles characters. And I obviously don't own Top Gun. I am using the movie's themes loosely.

Lt. Jane "Maverick" Rizzoli knew she was the best pilot. It was nice that all her instructors raved about her skills and that she received top marks. But Jane KNEW she was the best. She had known before she had ever even flown a plane. Roly Poly Rizzoli knew that no one would be a better pilot than she was because it was always in her dreams. Every time she closed her eyes to sleep, every dream Jane had was about flying. The feel of the stick in her hand, the adrenaline that would come from flying at Mach 2.

Those dreams had fueled her need to succeed in school because to be the best, you had to fly the best and that was in the Navy. Jane had worked her ass off in school to do well not only academically but also physically. She had been the captain of the state champion basketball and softball teams and had run track all while maintaining a near perfect GPA. Growing up in Boston to a working class family, Jane knew she was going to have to rise above and get a scholarship to be able to even think about applying to the Naval Academy for flight school. All the hard work had paid off and Jane had been accepted to Annapolis. It was hard leaving her large Italian family behind, but Jane had dreams to fulfill and nothing was going to stand in her way.

Luckily, she met a kindred spirit in school in the form of LTJG Barold Frost. Well, Frost to everyone except Jane when she wanted to get under his skin and would call him Barold. They had met in their intro to avionics course and it had been like they were separated at birth. They shared the same dream of being the best of the best and used their shared goal to drive them to do just that. Their competition was friendly and only served to bring them closer as they achieved their dream. It was fitting when they got to flight school that Frost got the call sign 'Goose' because he really was like the Mother Goose of fairytale lore. He took care of everyone, especially the people he loved...and he loved Jane.

After a few awkward first interactions with Jane, Frost quickly learned that his loved would stay platonic. Jane only seemed to ever show interest in the pilot groupies that seemed to follow them around wherever they went. But that didn't stop the intense protectiveness he felt over his best friend and favorite pilot. When he and Jane both made it to flight school, Frost had no problem when he was assigned as Jane's radar intercept officer (RIO). Jane was the best and he wanted to fly with the best. He trusted Jane with his life.

The two of them made quite the name for themselves as well. Jane was a hot shot and took risks that others wouldn't but they always paid off because she knew they would. It got under her commander's skin sometimes, especially when she chose to do flybys just to rile him up but even he couldn't deny that she was the best he had. It's what had earned her the call sign of 'Maverick'.

After a particularly tough mission that left one of their best friends so shaken that he gave up his wings but proved once again that Jane and Frost were the top flying duo out there, they were picked to go to Top Gun school. This was their chance to compete against the best of the best, and for Jane, this is what she had been dreaming about her entire life.

~R&I~

Lt. Maura "Iceman" Isles was the best. This wasn't something subjective. Maura didn't believe in the subjective. Maura didn't believe she was the best. Maura knew because of the facts. Logic and facts are what ruled her. In fact, that is part of why when she started flying she received the call sign 'Iceman'. At first she had argued, specifically because she was not in fact a man, but no amount of arguing had swayed her commanding officer. Iceman is who she was because she had ice in her veins when it came to flying. Nothing could rattle the unflappable Maura Isles and it's what made her the best.

Maura Isles by all appearances was the least likely person to be a pilot. She had grown up as the daughter of a very well off academic and artist. She had gone to the best schools and been raised to be the pinnacle of a lady in high society. But for Maura, none of that really mattered. She knew how to play the game to make her parents proud, but what Maura really craved was freedom. As soon as she could talk, Maura would ask her nannies to read her books about flying. It started with Peter Pan when she couldn't read for herself but quickly escalated to books about the Wright Brothers and Amelia Earhart once she was reading on her own. By day Maura played the perfect debutante but by night, Maura was planning her escape into the wonderful world of aviation.

It had obviously shocked her parents when she announced she was going to the Navy Academy. The Isles had tried to do everything they could to dissuade her including threatening to cut her off financially. However, because of all the connections they had to high society and politicians, Maura had been gladly accepted into Annapolis.

And no it wasn't just her connections that got her in. Maura Isles was a certified genius. She had aced all her classes at every school she had ever attended and mastered several languages and subjects outside of school as well. Maura strived for knowledge because she believed that knowing all the facts could only make her better at her life's dream of true freedom. Her thirst for knowledge had served her well as she had been the top of her class at Annapolis as well as at flight school. She had only served a short stint aboard an aircraft carrier before she was sent to Top Gun school. She was just that good.

The one thing that Maura Isles wasn't the best at though was interacting with people. As great as she was with facts and logic, Maura was terrible with people. She could just never get their social cues. Maura knew this was in part because of how she had been raised. An only child, raised by nannies, educated initially by private tutors before being sent off to boarding school, Maura had spent too much time alone or in the company of adults. As her reading had shown when she had researched this issue, her formative years of learning social cues had been spent away from all the situations a child was supposed to learn them in. By the time she had gone to boarding school, it was too late and she was a social pariah, getting the nickname "Maura the Bora". The taunts and teasing and yes even bullying only helped to increase her iciness toward her peers. It wasn't until she got to Top Gun School that she had met someone who she could connect with. LTJG Susie "Slider" Chang was a talented and also genius level RIO that the chief instructor of Top Gun had introduced Maura to almost as soon as she arrived.

CDR Vincent "Viper" Korsak ran a tight ship at Top Gun and he was known throughout the Navy as the instructor who could bring out the best in the top pilots the Navy had to offer. CDR Korsak knew of Maura's reputation before she arrived as he had personally selected her to attend Top Gun. Knowing also that she could be very icy toward her peers and had gone through several RIOs in her short time serving on the carrier, he wanted to make sure his top pilot had the best chance to succeed and that was by pairing her off with Susie from the get go. He knew that Susie could handle Maura's demeanor, especially since she seemed to already have a bit of hero worship when it came to Maura's already legendary skill.

With Susie as her RIO, Maura quickly excelled at Top Gun. She climbed the ranks and earned the top spot in no time. She and Susie were enjoying their success and were not the least bit worried when they heard about another top squad coming in. Despite whatever reputation this Maverick had earned, Maura was confident that no one else could match her skills especially when she had Susie with her in the rig.

~R&I~

Jane and Frost arrived in San Diego and quickly found their bearings. They had heard of someone named Iceman who was supposed to be the best pilot but they didn't care. Jane displayed her usual Rizzoli cockiness and shrugged it off with a "wait 'til they get a load of me" comment. Every other pilot who knew they were going to San Diego had been talking about this bar in town that a lot of the service people frequented that was near the airbase and Jane was eager to check it out. Not even taking time to change out of their uniforms, Jane and Frost headed out.

As soon as they entered the bar, Jane and Frost felt right at home. It was like a fancy diver bar. All kinds of navy memorabilia was on the walls and there was a jukebox playing 80s hits in the corner. A couple of pool tables took up one corner and to Jane it felt like she was back home in Boston. The bar was crowded with a mix of fellow sailors in their uniforms and people wearing civilian clothes. Jane and Frost worked their way to the bar to grab a drink. As they passed a couple of stools, Jane noticed a pretty attractive woman sitting with a glass of wine deep in thought. Jane couldn't help taking notice of the exquisite pair of legs that was on display from a clearly expensive designer dress. Adding to the image were honey blonde loose curls falling over what looked like delicate but strong shoulders. Jane was so taken with the woman that she ended up bumping into Frost. As she turned to face him, Jane noticed the shit-eating grin on his face.

"See something you like Jane?" he asked her with a twinkle in his eye. Jane slapped him hard on his chest and just grunted, ordering them both two beers from the equally amused bartender. Jane took a swallow of her beer and tried to keep her eyes on Frost but kept feeling a pull toward the woman next to her. Jane kept stealing glances in the mirror behind the bar to check on the beauty who seemed completely oblivious to her even though Jane was only feet away. Frost kept sniggering beside her, giving up on trying to have a conversation with his friend who was clearly inraptured by the woman who he had to admit was a sight to behold.

Deciding she couldn't resist any longer, Jane turned to the woman and tried to introduce herself. Clearing her throat and plastering on the best Rizzoli smile she could conjure up, she said "Hey there, pretty lady, come here often?" Admittedly, this wasn't the best line she could have led with but something about this beautiful creature in front of her was throwing her off her game a bit.

Said beautiful creature barely glanced her way before turning back to her wine and seemed to go back to whatever deep thoughts had been consuming her earlier. Jane could hear Frost trying to hold in giggles behind her and knew she had to redeem herself somehow. Turning to Frost she said, "She's lost that loving feeling, Goose." Frost's eyes went wide and he said, "No, no, Mav, you know I hate when she does that…" he trailed off as Jane walked away to the jukebox. "Dammit, Mav!" Barry muttered under his breath as he went to follow her.

Jane scanned the jukebox and was pleased to find the song she wanted. Queueing up the song, Jane made her way back to the bar next to the woman still oblivious to her presence. Jane took the moment to do a full head to toe perusal of the woman who had captured her undivided attention. The woman was in great shape and impeccably put together. Realizing she was wearing 6 inch stilettos was just the cherry on top. All this time Frost was following her around, still muttering under his breath.

Knowing that she really had to have this woman, Jane waited as she heard the current song fade away and the first notes of her chosen song begin. Tapping the woman on the shoulder to get her attention, she said "Excuse me, Miss?" The woman finally acknowledged her presence and turned toward Jane. For the first time, Jane got a glimpse of this angel's eyes and they were breathtaking. Green or maybe hazel with a dusting of gold throughout, Jane was hypnotized immediately. Only hearing Frost's voice say "Don't worry Ma'am, I'll take care of this" brought her out of her daze.

As Frost turned back to Jane, she remembered what her plan was and immediately started singing along to the recording. "You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss your lips." The angel seemed a bit taken aback by the words as she registered what was happening but slowly a small smile seemed to turn the corners of her mouth upwards.

"And there's no tenderness like before in your fingertips" Frost continued trying not to show how unhappy he was with this little routine he and Jane had worked out years ago while at flight school together.

"You're trying hard not to show it...Baby.."

Jane continued to croon and the rest of the bar suddenly was providing back up once they realized what was taking place.

"But baby, I know it

You've lost that lovin' feelin'

Whoa that lovin' feelin'

You lost that lovin' feelin'

Now it's gone, gone, gone, woh"

Jane continued to sing watching the woman in front of her to see if she was winning her over. As the crowd became louder as more and more people sang along, Jane noticed the smile drop from the gorgeous lips before her and the woman seemed to be getting very uncomfortable. This was having the opposite effect of what Jane was hoping for and just as the next verse was about to start, the woman bolted upright, dropped some money on the bar, and took off.

Jane was humiliated. This had never once been the reaction she had gotten. Not in Maryland when she and Frost had started their routine. Not in DC, Florida, or any of the other places they had been stationed. The crowd saw what happened but apparently were too wrapped up in the song to care to stop singing along as Jane lowered her head and went back to the bar to order more beer. Maybe she needed something stronger after that.

~R&I~

The next day was the start of Top Gun school for Jane. She was fighting a bit of a hangover after drinking away her humiliation from the night before. But when it came to flying, Jane was always a hundred percent ready to perform.

They arrived at the air hanger where their first briefing was going to take place. There were already quite a few pilots milling around and some had even taken seats. Frost wanted to sit at the front despite Jane calling him a teacher's pet, but they compromised on the middle. Shortly after they were seated, they saw an older man with graying hair approach the podium at the front and everyone stood up at attention.

"At ease, and please take your seats. As all of you should know, I am CDR Korsak but I am Viper to you from this moment on. I am the chief instructor here at Top Gun and from now on I own you. If I say jump, your immediate answer will be how high. This is my school and if you want to graduate, then you will do as I say when I say it. Is that understood?" A chorus of 'yes, sir' could be heard.

"Good, I will introduce you to the rest of my team in a moment. First though, I want all you newcomers to know who you will have to compete against if you want to graduate at the top. Currently that spot is held by Iceman. Iceman, stand up so that all these newbies know who they should target" Viper said with a smirk and a chuckle.

From the front row Jane saw this person who she had heard all about stand up. They were not as tall as a lot of the other pilots and Jane was taken aback that the so called best top gun was so small. When Iceman turned to face the rest of the class, Jane's eyes locked onto familiar green/hazel eyes with a dusting of gold. As her jaw dropped, Jane felt a jab in her ribs. "Oh my god Mav, that's the woman from the bar!" Frost whisper shouted to Jane. Jane pushed his elbow away from her but didn't respond as she couldn't take her eyes off the angel that had turned her away and now seemed to be her primary competition.

"Iceman has the top score at Top Gun right now" Viper continued "actually the top score of any Top Gun ever. If you think you can beat Iceman, you will have to bring your best. Take a seat."

As Iceman was turning around to sit back down, Jane almost missed the slight wink that was sent her way. Jane closed her jaw and her face slowly turned into one of determination. Ok, if this is who her main competition was going to be, BRING IT!

A/N: Yes, I decided that in Top Gun Maverick and Iceman seemed to have some chemistry and that I needed to write a story about it and what better fandom than Rizzles! Please let me know what you think! I am having a lot of fun writing this one. And for those of you who are following my Power series, I am not abandoning those. I had surgery recently and was unable to use my arm to type. So now that I am better, I will be updating all my stories, including this one more regularly.