A/N: Thank you to the warm welcome to Rizzles fan fiction writing. Rizzles fans are the best fans :) Thank you to everyone who favourited or followed me after my one-shot. A special thank you to everyone who left a review, they meant a lot. So this is the first chapter of what will be a 8 chapter story. I have already written the first 7 chapters (one more to go) so I should be uploading then daily or weekly. Don't worry, there is angst and pain but a happy ending in the end, I couldn't imagine anything unhappy happening to our two favourite girls.

Sorry for all and any mistakes, I have not beta.

I don't own the show or the characters. This is a work of fun and fiction.


A loud bang filled the bullpen. All eyes turned towards the cause of the sound. Jane Rizzoli had slammed Lieutenant Sean Cavanaugh's office door. The sound of her stomping footsteps was the only noise that filled the room. Without making eye contact with anyone Jane pulled her gold badge from her belt, her gun already absent. With a feral growl Jane spun and threw it at the wall where it crashed loudly and fell to the floor. The action seemed to please Jane's anger because she quickly turned on her desk, throwing everything to the floor. Soon her computer was in a smashed heap on top of all of her paperwork.

"Rizzoli! I have ordered you to leave this building!" Cavanaugh yelled as he appeared in the room.

"I don't take any fucking orders from you anymore."

"You're fired Rizzoli. If you want to add charges to that keep going."

"Fuck you! Fuck you all!" Jane turned as if to leave but her eyes caught the picture hung to the whiteboard. The beautiful honey hair. Shining hazel eyes. Maura. Jane moved quickly and grabbed the photo. She had plenty but no one in that room deserved to look at the picture of perfection. No one. Not even her. She ripped the picture in half and then half again, letting the pieces drop to the floor. She pushed the whiteboard so that it fell over.

"Rizzoli!"

"Alright!" Jane stormed out of the room, bypassing the elevator and running down the stairs.

No one moved.

"Korsak. Frost. Get to work."

"Sean-" Korsak started.

"No Vince. You need to find the person who caused this shit storm. Jane isn't coming back. She's done. Do this for Dr Isles."

Korsak nodded.

Frost sighed and stood. He moved to the whiteboard and righted it. He picked up the torn picture, grabbed some tape and added it back to the board. It was almost poetic; Maura's image torn into four, resembling the hearts of every person that knew her.

"Don't worry doc, we'll find your killer."


2 months earlier.

Jane let out a deep breath as she cracked her back; glad Maura wasn't around to complain about her bad posture.

"What's with the smile?" Frost questioned.

"Nothing," Jane returned quickly, forcing the smile off of her face, the same smile that always appeared at the thought of Maura.

Frost smirked as if he knew what she had been thinking. "Robber tonight?"

Jane nodded.

"Maura coming?"

"Of course," Jane scoffed before thinking.

"Of course Frost! Jane wouldn't be going if Maura wasn't," Korsak added from his desk.

"Shut it old man," Jane glared.

"Jane," Maura admonished as she entered the bullpen and walked straight to Jane's desk.

Jane rolled her eyes. "What? Do you wait right behind me all day just to wait until I say something you disagree with?" Jane sent Maura a soft smile to show she was kidding.

Maura blinked her eyes and turned away. Not quickly enough though because Jane saw the hurt she had caused. "Maur-"

"I was just coming by to say that I was heading to the Dirty Robber. I'll meet you there," Maura kept her eyes away from Jane, directing her comment to Korsak and Frost. She turned to leave.

"Maur give me a sec and I'll come with you," Jane said, reaching out slightly to try to grab Maura.

Maura took another step towards the door and away from Jane. "No detective, I'll be fine. Besides you appear to have paperwork that is past due."

Jane shrugged and smirked, "What's new?"

"Goodbye detective."

Maura left. Jane frowned. Two 'detectives' and no eye contact; she had some apologising to do later.

She looked over her computer and saw Frost frowning at her. "What?" She snapped.

"Nothing," Frost held up his hands and turned back to his computer.


Jane was the first to leave BPD, desperate for some alone time with Maura so that she could apologise for once again putting her foot in her mouth. Unfortunately her life just never worked out how she wanted because as she entered the Dirty Robber she was confronted with the sight of Maura flirting with some guy in THEIR both. With a glare aimed at the man she made quick work of crossing the floor and sliding into the booth straight next to Maura.

"Jane?" Maura squeaked from shock.

"Who's this?" Jane almost growled, not even glancing at the woman to her left.

"Hi, I'm Greg," the man said, reaching a hand across the table.

Jane moved her harsh eyes from his face to his band quickly. She made no move to reach out to his hand so it let it drop awkwardly.

"Umm... well I-"

"We're meeting friends. I think you should leave."

The man - Greg - looked at Maura, questioningly. Jane felt, not saw, Maura shrug as she was still glaring daggers that the undeserving man across from her.

"OK. Maura can I get your number?"

Maura quickly slid a card across the table to him.

"Thanks," he nodded and almost ran from the booth.

"What was that Jane?" Maura demanded, turning slightly sideways to face Jane.

Jane sighed and finally turned to face Maura, forgetting whatever she'd been about to say as she looked over the woman. Her beautiful honey hair fell in soft curls around her face and down her back. Her tight green dress hugged her hips as if it was made for her. It probably was. Her plump lips were a rosy red and her eyes seemed almost golden in the soft light.

"Jane?" Maura asked again, exasperated.

Jane shrugged, reaching out a finger to softly bounce on of Maura's curls. "I needed to apologise before the guys got here."

Maura face broke into a small smile. "Forgiven."

"But Maura I haven't even apologised yet."

"Yes you have. I know you didn't mean it. I overreacted."

"No you didn't. I have no right to say things like that to you."

"Jane. I know that my correcting you can be frustrating-"

"Considering how much of a genius you are I'm surprised you don't do it more."

Maura smiled and leaned back into the chair, someone also pressing closer against Jane.

"Drinks ladies?" Frost asked as he stood at the table and Korsak slid into the booth.

"Two beers," Jane smirked.

"Jane," Maura frowned.

"C'mon, please," Jane begged, keeping her eyes wide. "I love it when you drink beer."

Maura sighed. "Only if you have a lovely chardonnay with me after."

"We'll see."

"Jane-"

"Two beers," Jane turned to Frost smiling. Frost only shook his head and went to order.

Jane groaned and stretched, raising both arms and dropping one around Maura's shoulders.

"Have you been hunching your shoulders again Jane?" Maura asked.

Jane just smiled at her softly and let her hand play with the soft honey locks, turning her attention to a conversation with Korsak and the animal he had 'saved' that week. Jane felt content; Maura to her side and her best friends across the table, having beers after work. Yep, this was perfect.


End of chapter one :)