I was in class trying to do my work but then I was blindside by an idea. read on if you want to find out what that idea was.
Not sure where this is going yet
A/N I own nothing.
June 10. 1974
Boston
Boston General Hospital
"One more push Angie, I can see her little head, it's full of dark hair just like her ma." Frank says holding his wife's had as she brings the first of their two girls into the world.
"That's Janie all right she stubborn just like her father." Angela says breathlessly as she looks at the squirming newborn in Frank's arm's.
"Mrs. Rizzoli are you ready to bring your other baby girl into the world?"
"More than ready." Angela says sitting up, preparing to push.
"Why isn't she crying?"
"What's wrong with Linds? Why ain't she crying?" Frank and Angela both ask, voices shaking in fear of the known but the unwanted.
"I'm sorry Mrs Mr. Rizzoli. This type of thing is sadly common in twins." The doctor says wrapping the stillborn in a pink blanket, handing her to a nurse. "Be grateful for the baby that you do have." He says leaving the mourning parents with their baby as he meets the nurse with the baby.
"We got our baby girl back love." He says unwrapping the blanket as the baby girl lets out a wail.
"They are to poor to support two newborns anyway. Can we go back to San Francisco now? You, me, and baby Lindsey."
June 17, 2015
Boston Police Department
"Happy Birthday Janie!' Angela says before giving Jane a bone crushing hug.
"Yeah thanks ma. Look Maura got me a photo album and I want to start it with pictures from when you were pregnant and a sonogram picture of me if you have any."
"No problem. Your father took a heap of pictures, he had never seen someone that was pregnant with-" Angela stops herself just in time, hoping Jane didn't catch the last part.
"Pregnant with his kid?"Jane ask as she makes a cup of coffee.
"Yeah his kid." Angela says filling the pang of heartache at the thought of her other daughter that never got the chance to have a birthday, that didn't get to have life.
"Is thinking about pop still upsetting you Ma?"
"Uh? Oh no I was cutting onions earlier, I must have had some left on my hands or something. So I heard the case you're working on has ties to San Francisco? Did I tell you the doctor that delivered you was from there? He and your father talked about it the whole time I was in labor. It must be fate."
"Yeah? I gotta head up. But hey, let me know when an Inspector Lindsay Boxer gets here?"Angela's heart takes another stab as she hears that name.
"Lindsey?"
"Yeah, kinda tall ,straight dark brown hair. Thanks Ma see you later." Jane says leaving the division one cafe, heading up stairs.
June 14, 2015
San Francisco
Susie's Cafe
"Don't worry about it Linds, we will have a big birthday bash when you came back from Boston." Claire says as she Cindy, and Jill, see Lindsey off to Boston, with far well and pre-happy birthday drinks.
"Its could be like a birthday present to get to go to Boston and staying in a nice hotel for free."
"I suppose one could see that." Cindy says before taking yet another shot of vodka.
"If I don't leave know I'm going to miss my flight." Lindsey says standing up hugging each of her friends before leaving.
June 15, 2015
"Hey Rizzoli, what inspired the new doo?" One of the uniformed officers say, but Lindsay doesn't look up from her phone to see who they are talking to.
"I bet the Doc knocked the curls right outta' ya last night didn't she?" Again she doesn't bother looking up.
"Did she whip you into submission too? Told you not to speak without her permission too, huh Rizzoli?" This time she does look up.
"You talking to me?"
"What's wrong with you voice? You still got that dildo stuck up your ass, Rizzoli?"
"What the hell are you tripping out on?" She asks as she walks away from the idiots standing in front of the police station.
"Excuse me, I'm Inspector Lindsay Boxer, I'm looking for a Detective Jane Rizzoli." Lindsey says to the woman who is behind the counter, facing away from her busy with something on the wall.
"Very funny Janie, just because you make your voice a little higher doesn't mean I won't recognize it, am I to think you straightened your hair too." Angela says not bothering to look back.
"Excuse me? My hair is naturally straight."Lindsey says causing the woman to turn and look at her. "Are you okay miss?" Lindsey ask as she sees all the blood from the woman's face drain.
"No. It's not possible. You died." The woman says before her legs give out from beneath her.