SoI've been on a hiatus from writing, and I decided to get back into it. This is my first Rizzoli and Isles fic, so I hope you enjoy it. Rated M, for later chapters. It will eventually become Rizzles. The first chapter is a little short. I want to see if it's worth continuing, and get some feedback, so let me know what you think. Suggestions or ideas are always welcome.
Thanks to Eva, who helped me edit it. :) Hope you guys enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Rizzoli and Isles or any of the people in it. It's all Tess Gerritsen's and TNT's. Lucky...
~Enjoy~
CHAPTER ONE: The Award
"Ah Ma," Jane groaned as she walked out of the dressing room. Angela sat in the waiting room of some fancy french boutique.
"Janie, stop slouching, and let me see you in that beautiful dress!" Angela said stearnly. Jane rolled her eyes and stood up straight.
"Spin a little Jane," An amused voice said while sitting in the purple over sized armchair sipping a glass of wine. Jane shot her a glare. She sat very elegantly in her teal dress, legs crossed behind each other.
"Tell me again why I need to wear a dress in the middle of winter in Boston," Jane said slouching again against the tan walls behind her.
"Spin for Maura, let's see every angle," Angela smiled at Maura. Jane turned around and walked into the dressing room. "Jane, that's not very polite!" Angela angerly said. Jane walked back out and did a quick spin.
"Happy?" Jane asked as she tried to reach the zipper from behind.
"I don't really think that one shows of all your assets Jane," Maura said frankly. Jane just looked at her.
"That settles it then, I'm wearing pants," Jane said still trying to reach the zipper. "Damn zippers, always in awkward places, it's like some is suppose to help you," Jane thought.
"Jane, you are getting an award, don't you want to look nice?" Angela tried to argue taking a seat in the matching chair on the opposite side of Maura. There was a large spider plant hanging above Angela, making her corner darker.
"Ma, even Maura thinks I look ridiculous in this dress, I'd be more comfortable in pants." Jane said letting her toes play with the thick carpeting.
"Actually, I didn't say you looked ridiculous. I think you look nice in dresses, just not that one," Maura smiled as she walked over to another near by rack against the wall. "Here, try this one," Maura said handing Jane a black sleeveless dress.
"It's winter Maur," Jane looked dumbfounded. Maura laughed as she pulled Jane's zipper down exposing her creamy skin, and pushed her into the changing room. "I'd let you undress me all the way," Jane thought. "Whoa, Janie, Maura's your friend, JUST your friend. She's not like that," Jane pondered as she slipped the new garment on.
"Let's see it," Maura nodded.
"Last one, and if it doesn't work, I'm wearing pants," Jane groaned.
"Fine," Maura smiled.
"What? No! Janie should wear a dress on an occasion like this," Angela argued pulling her shirt down as she readjusted herself in the chair.
"Don't worry, It will look great, the others were just for fun," Maura smiled, taking another sip of her wine. Jane walked out of the room and shrugged.
"Wow," Angela said. Maura choked on her wine.
"You alright there Maura? Never thought you'd see me in a dress huh? I have only been trying dresses on for an hour," Jane said with a chuckle. She thinks I look good. Jane thought. Wait maybe I just surprised her. CRAP!
"You look amazing Jane!" Maura said standing up. Jane blushed slightly as Maura grabbed her hand and spun her. Okay, maybe she does think I look good. Jane grinned in her head.
"Right, well umm, It's winter. I'm not wearing this dress in this weather. My arms will fall off!" Jane said as she walked back into the changing room.
"I have a cover you can wear. It will look amazing Jane! Please say you'll wear it," Maura begged. Jane rolled her eyes.
"If it means leaving this shop and getting some pizza, then fine," Jane smiled as she changed into her jeans and hoodie.
"Yay!" Maura squealed.
"See, this is why you need to come shopping with her all the time," Angela said in relief as she stood up taking the dress to purchase.
"Jane slow down!" Angela scowled her daughter as she wolfed down another slice of pizza in the local pizzeria.
"I'm hungry ma," Jane said taking another bite.
"It's no way to eat in front of company," Angela tried again.
"Who, Maura? Ma, she's seen me eat like a hundred thousand times," Jane said taking a sip of her beer. Maura looked shocked. "That's not what I meant Maura, I just mean I'm hungry, and you've seen me eat like this," Jane smiled. She tapped her food to the slow Italian melody in the background.
"But you should eat slower Jane. You know if you eat too quickly, you're not giving you body a chance to digest what you've already eatten. You are going to over eat and get a stomach ache," Maura rambled.
"Thank you Google," Jane smiled.
"I'm serious Jane; you should eat a slice, and let it sit 15 minutes before another slice," Maura said cutting her pizza with a fork.
"Maura, this is Boston, pick it up with your hands," Jane laughed as Maura delicately cut her pizza. "It's on a paper plate, with plastic silverware, and there is a picture of Big Lou, eating the 42 inch pizza behind you on the wall," Jane laughed again.
"Not until you eat slower," Maura said cutting her pizza. Jane groaned.
"We would be here forever if we did that!" Jane said finishing off her third slice.
"You would have a happy stomach," Maura said taking a bite of her pizza.
"My stomach is quite happy thank you very much," Jane smiled sitting back against the green leather booth.
"You're full now?" Angela asked looking at Maura grinning.
"I told you so," Maura said as she finished off her slice. "It's time we start getting ready now, we don't want to miss Jane's big award," Maura said excitedly.
"You'd think you were the one getting this award," Jane chuckled.
"I'm just excited for you Jane. The Hoyt case was a big deal," Maura waved the waiter over for the check. A young boy in all white came over and set the check down on the red table and walked away.
"Yeah, was," Jane emphasized. Maura rolled her eyes at Jane as Angela grabbed the check.
"Maur, they are staring. It's because this damn dress is too tight," Jane complained. She tried to straighten out the already straight dress just to make it less awkward. They stood near the front of the room, as crowds of people made their ways to their tables.
"You look fine, they just didn't expect you to look this amazing," Maura complimented her. Jane blushed slightly as Korsak walked up to them.
"Janie in a dress! Who died?" Krosak joked.
"Shut up, Maura and my Ma made me," Jane looked at Maura.
"I think you look very lovely," Maura said handing Jane a glass of wine.
"Yeah you actually look hot," Frost joined in.
"Hey! I can look hot, if I want," Jane defended herself. Frost held his hands up in defense. Jane took that chance and sat down so she wouldn't have to talk to anyone else. She unfolded her name card and placed it in the center by the giant vase of flowers that crowded every table in sight.
"The award for outstanding detective of the year goes to Jane Rizzoli," FBI Agent Gabriel Dean said. The crowd cheered as Jane stood up and walked to receive her award. She smiled until he handed her the mic. Jane looked at the audience and gave a nervous smile. All she could see was bright lights, and hundreds of faces staring at her. She fidgeted a little until she found a familiar face. 'Even in this sea of faces, her's still stands out' Jane cleared her voice as she kept focus on Maura's face.
"Uhm, I'd just like to say thanks to everyone who helped me bring Hoyt in. Barry Frost, Vince Korsak, Maura Isles," Jane rambled off the names. "I was just doing my job, and I'm glad we were able to bring him in finally," Jane ended as she walked off the stage. The audience clapped as Dean came up and said a few words before people broke off into groups and talked.
"Jane, it's really nice to see you finally accepting you're a great detective," Frost said as they made their way into the marble foyer.
"I always accepted the fact that I'm great at my job, I just didn't need some piece of wood to prove it," Jane smiled. Frost looked beat. "But thank you," Jane smiled, causing Frost to smile.
"Has anyone seen Maura?" Korsak asked as he leaned against the ledge of the fountain that took up the middle of the foyer.
"She went to the restroom a few minutes ago," Frost said joining him.
"She's been gone awhile," Korsak stated.
"I'll go check on her," Jane said handing her award to Frost. Jane walked down the green stone hallway until she found the wood door marked "Women's." She pushed the door open and walked into a cold room.
"Fuck it's cold, Maur, you in here?" Jane called out. There was no answer. Jane saw Maura's shoe on the floor. She instinctively pulled her dress up and unholstered her gun from her thigh. She cleared the stalls before making her way over to the open window. She saw the broken glass covered in blood on the outside. Only then did she see the writing on the wall.
"I got myself a new toy, a new toy I have, just for me. Her heartbeat fades as time grows long, can you catch me Rizzoli?"
Welllll, What did you think? Should I continue it? Lemme know and click that little button below :)