This is my first attempted at a Rizzoli and Isles fic so be gentle lol I am going to try and stay in order of the shows in terms of the crimes and cases they solve and add in my own twists and turns. I will try and use all the characters but it will feature the relationship of Jane Rizzoli and Joe Grant from how they got started to working together to long distance relationships. Hopefully you enjoy and please review if you like it…it helps me write faster.

Chapter 1 - The Start of it All (intro chapter before the series started)

The station was pretty empty and why wouldn't it be at just past 10pm. Jane threw down her pen after glancing at the clock and leaned back in her chair to stretch her tired body. It had been a long day that started just as the sun rose and didn't end until near dusk with Jane and Frost chased a suspect through Boston Commons before Jane was able to cut him off and tackle him to the ground. Unfortunately her ribs took a nice shot leaving her a little sore but they took a killer off the street and really it couldn't have happened to a nicer guy….the scum bag shot his pregnant wife because a child would just be too much trouble. Sometimes, on days like today, Jane wondered how some people could act like this.

Reading over her reports just angered Jane more then she already was. She stood up and started pacing the area in the bull pen wondering how this ass thought that shooting his wife was the best way out of this. If you didn't want a kid just ask for a divorce. Yes asking for a divorce when your wife is pregnant is awful but it is better than murder. Jane remembered back to when Maura was doing the autopsy on the wife and had to remove the baby…a little boy.

"God what is wrong with people," Jane asked an empty office throwing her pen against the way.

"What did that pen ever do to you?"

Jane jumped and turned unaware anyone was in the office.

"Damnit Joey you scared the crap out of me!"

"That's just an added bonus," he said with a content smirk on his face.

"Today is really not the day for your crap, I just don't have it in me right now," Jane said her head dropping really drained.

Joe Grant usually loved pushing the beautiful detective's buttons, but tonight something just looked off.

"Hey, what's wrong," he asked showing concern.

"Really Joey it's just this case and I can't handle crap from you tonight too."

"Relax Jane I am not here to give you a hard time. I was just finishing some things up myself and had to drop some paper work off in Seans office and saw you sitting here…why the late night?"

"I am just finishing up some paper work on this case that we closed out tonight…a really sucky case and every time I try and barrel through this report I just get sick thinking about it."

"Well, the paper work will be there tomorrow….come on lets go get a drink."

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah…I know what it's like to get that case that just gets to you….come on lets go get out of here and try and forget this day."

Jane was a little suspect but Joe grant actually seemed like he was telling the truth. Even though it might not have been the person she pictured getting a drink with the thought of a cold beer over more paper work seems much more appealing to her so she grabbed her coat and they were off. Not really wanting to see people that knew them Jane suggested a bar not on their usual beaten path.

"Don't want to be seen in public with me huh," Joe joked as they sat at a booth in the back.

"That's a bonus," she said with a half smile, "I really just didn't want to see anyone I knew tonight."

"That bad huh?'

Jane dropped her head and nodded. She could deal with drug dealers, gangs, and the mob taking each other out in the most violent of ways….she could get through any crime involving adults but when a helpless child was kill it just got to her. Joe signaled to the bar tendered for two beers before turning his attention back to Jane.

"Tell me about it."

Jane looked up shocked Joe wanted to know about what was troubling her so much. What shocked her even more was the sincerity in Joe's eyes.

"I know we like to push each other's buttons Jane but we have known each other since we were in grade school…you know you can trust me. Tell me about it."

Before Jane started the beers arrived. Joe slipped the waiter a little cash to keep the beers from going empty and keep an eye on them if they needed them. It seemed like it was going to be one of those nights.

"We got a call yesterday…thought it was going to be a typical domestic dispute gone to far. BPD called it in wife shot husband nowhere to be found."

Jane took a long chug before setting her beer back down. Joe knew something horrible must be coming to get Jane this out of sorts.

"We got there…looking around there wasn't too much blood…I mean I have seen much with a stabbing…but this was basic one shot to the head one shot to the abdomen….the vic was 7 months pregnant."

Any there it was the disturbing detail that had rocked Jane to the core. Joe reached across the table and took her free hand in his offering her some comfort and support to continue whenever she was ready.

"They believe because of the directionality of the blood that she was first shot in the abdomen and then in the head," Jane barely got out before her voice would have been taken over by tears.

Jane tried to hide the tears forming in her eyes but it was no use. Joe lifted her head gently and brushed away the lone tear she let fall.

"He shot her….he shot his child….he left her alive long enough so she knew her baby was dead and then killed her too….i feel sick every time I think about it. I was there when Maura did the autopsy….

"Oh Janie why would you do that to yourself?"

"I had to be there…I don't know why but I just had to be there. It was a little boy…a little boy that would never get a chance in life because his father thought he was an inconvenience and not worth the time."

Joe and Jane talked about the case for another hour while downing two more beers. After Jane got everything off her chest Joe requested no more talking about the case. It was closing and it was now his job to help her through this and get her mind off the monster who stole the life of an innocent baby. They talked about everything imaginable from the Sox year and their chance at the play offs to how the families had been to any recent relationships. It was nearly last call before Joe and Jane decided to call it a night.

"Come on let's get a cab and get home," he said helping her up.

"You're coming to my home?"

"Is that an offer?"

"It's a question!"

"We both had enough to drink and I am not letting you go home alone in a cab…we will drop you off and then I will go home."

They walked outside, Joe with her arm around her to make sure she didn't stumble. Neither were drunk by any stretch but they had a nice buzz going. Joe flagged down a cab and then gave Jane's address to the driver.

"Wait here I will be back in a few minutes," Joe told the cabbie.

The driver nodded as Joe and Jane got out of the cab. Joe walked her up to the entrance of her apartment building.

"Thank you Joe for taking me out tonight…I know you didn't have to do it."

"Just because I like to push your buttons Janie doesn't mean I don't like you. Us cops gotta stick together…I know some cases just get to you and you cant talk to to many people about the details that really get to you and have them understand."

Jane nodded. He really did get it.

"You know earlier Jane when you said you weren't seeing anyone because any man you could love wouldn't want you doing this job?"

"Yeah."

"I could be that man Janie," he said slowly leaning in.

When he didn't meet any resistance he softly kissed her, more than just a friendly goodnight kiss too. And that is how it all started.