Greetings, Rizzles shippers! This is going to be my very first multi-chapter fic, so please bear with me! This fic is based on a headcanon by tumblr user manda-belle (writer PurpleCardi), so I credit her with the basic idea for the fic! :D As always, reviews are always welcome (both positive and with constructive criticism) Enjoy!

Chapter 1 - First Customer

"Okay, Jane. This here's Barry, he's gonna show you the ropes around here, kay? Nice kid, so don't bite his head off aright?" Tony, a man in his late twenties turns around to face Jane, a tall, skinny nineteen-year-old girl with crazy curly hair in her first year at BCU. "Try to be good, okay Janie? You're lucky I'm lettin' you work here...so don't screw up!"

Jane laughs, "Aright, aright Tony I get it. Look, I really appreciate you pullin' these strings for me to work here…I could really use the extra cash for tuition. I owe you one, cuz!"

"Hey, don't worry about it. What's family for, right? Now get to work!" Tony gives Jane an encouraging pat on the shoulder before he returns to the back of the small café.

Jane turns toward her new coworker and shoots him a small grin. "So, Barry, right? I'm Jane, thanks for volunteering to show me around!" Jane extends her hand towards Barry, a dark-skinned man who looks to only be a few years older than Jane.

"Nice to meet you! And seriously…none of that 'Barry' business. Call me Frost!" Frost then goes to shake Jane's hand but chuckles instead. "Lefty, huh? Sweet. Lefties are cool!"

"Uhh, yeah I guess so," Jane smiles awkwardly. So, shall we begin?"

"…So, yeah! That's pretty much it!" Barry flashes Jane a cheeky grin. "Honestly, the hardest part is gonna be dealing with the customers. It's amazing how specific people are when it comes to their coffee!"

"Yeah I can imagine. I think I'll do okay, I mean, how hard can it be, right?" Jane smiles.

"Exactly! Okay, so you ready to help your first customer?"

"As I'll ever be!" Jane grins then turns on her heels and heads towards the cash register where a woman is waiting.

"Hey, what can I get for ya?" Jane asks, trying very hard to look friendly and inviting.

"Um, yes. May I please be helped by someone who isn't in training? I'm in a hurry and I really don't want my order to be done incorrectly," the woman retorts, very snobbishly.

"Oh, um. Uh," Jane stumbles on her words, obviously taken aback by the woman's tone and outright rudeness.

"You know what…why don't you help who's next in line on register 2…I'll take this one," Frost says as he winks at Jane, letting her know that the customer would be a handful.

"Okay, thanks Frost. I can help who's next in line!" Jane says a bit loudly so the patrons can hear her over the buzz of all the voices in the small café.

"Good morning," says the young woman who walks up to the counter. "I don't mind if you get my order wrong, it's always good to try new things anyway!" she says with a huge grin across her face, trying to lighten the mood.

Jane laughs as she ties her unruly, dark curls back into a ponytail. "Thanks, I guess some people really are specific with how they like their coffee! So, how can I help you, miss?"

"So polite!" the honey blonde chuckles. "I will have just a small cinnamon cappuccino and a blueberry wheat muffin. I don't have much time between classes but I figured a small snack would be alright!"

"Oh, you're a student here at BCU? Me too! What's your major?"

"Forensic pathology, I'm a aspiring medical examiner," the woman smiles at Jane's interest.

"Oh, cool! I'm a crim major, I wanna be a cop! Well, a detective, more specifically. Homicide detective," Jane smiles.

"Oh that's very interesting. Who knows, maybe our careers will cross paths someday," the shorter woman smiles shyly.

"Yeah, maybe," Jane says quietly as she takes in all of the young woman's features. She was around Jane's age, if not a little younger. Light brown hair, and gorgeous hazel eyes. A smile that could make all of the men in the room swoon at her after just one look. All of the men plus Jane, that is.

"Anyway," Jane laughs realizing that neither she nor the other woman had said anything for a moment. "One small cappuccino and a blueberry wheat muffin comin' right up! You are order number 112, and can I get your name?"

"I don't know, can you?" Maura asked, slightly teasing.

"Oh. You're one of those, huh?" Jane simply smiles and looks at her feet. "May I please get your name to write on your cup?"

"Yes you may. My name is Maura. Maura Isles," Maura reaches into her purse for her wallet. "How much do I owe you, miss?"

"Jane Rizzoli. Call me Jane,"

"Jane. Feminine version of John. Mostly used in the mid-sixteenth century, of English roots. Known to mean gracious or merciful," Maura says, spitting out the facts as if she was counting to ten.

"Wow, you're really smart, aren't you?" Jane smiles. "You're like a walking, talking Google!"

Maura smiles, knowing that the statement is meant as a compliment. "Thank you. Now, Jane. How much do I owe you?"

"Know what? It's on me. Consider it a 'thank you' for being my very first customer, and being so sweet to me about it," Jane smiles as she hands Maura her receipt.

"Bending the rules on your very first day? Let alone your very first customer? You must like to live dangerously," Maura smirks as she places a five dollar bill in the tip cup. "Thank you, Jane. I'm sure you'll see me again soon," Maura says as she walks towards the counter where she picks up her muffin.

Jane then proceeds to prepare Maura's cappuccino for her, being extra careful to make it just right. As Jane writes Maura's name on the cup, she decides to be a little playful and draw a smiley face underneath the name. Smiling to herself, she walks over to where Maura is and hands her the drink.

"See ya soon, talking Google," Jane smiles as she turns to go help the next customer in line.

Maura can't help the smile that's found its way onto her face as she sees the small drawing on the side of her coffee cup. "I will definitely be seeing more of Jane Rizzoli," Maura thinks to herself as she exits the coffee shop.

"Already taking a liking to one of my regulars, are we Janie?" Tony asks as he sneaks up behind his cousin.

"Gah – Jesus! Tony don't sneak up on me like that! And who I take a liking to is none of your business!" Jane lightly punches Tony on his arm.

"Hey, ow! Jane! Relax I'm only teasin'. Besides, Maura's a nice girl. She's here a lot. Maybe she'd be able to straighten you out a little bit!"

"Oh, shut up Tony," Jane laughs as she goes to help the next customer. For some reason, though, Jane couldn't seem to get a certain honey-blonde med student off her mind.

So that's it for the first chapter! Hope y'all enjoyed! Please let me know if I should continue! Mwah! xoxoxo