Hello all. I'm back with another story. This one like the last just popped in my head and just fell onto the page. Please leave me a review letting me know what you think. This will be a multi chapter fic, this chapter is more along a T rating but will move to M in later chapters.
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Maura sits on her couch in a form fitting black dress, four inch black heel and her soft honey blonde curls flowing over her shoulder and down her back. Her gaze is set off in the distance. She is snapped out of her own thoughts by a knock at the door. She stands and pressing the nonexistent wrinkles out of her dress. She grabs her small black clutch from the table by the door. She follows the drive out the black Lincoln Town Car. She rides along in silence, the drive has asked her a few questions along the way but she doesn't hear a word he says.
The streets of Boston wiz by without Maura even noticing. The driver come around and opens the door.
"Ma'am, where here." He says softly.
Maura exists the vehicle with a small nod of thanks to the man. She heads in the building in front of her. She walks to the front row and takes her seat. She doesn't look at anyone in the room and really isn't hearing anything the man standing at the podium is saying. Half hour after taking her seat she feels a hand on her shoulder. Her eyes go from the hand on her shoulder up the arm to see Frost saying something to her.
"Maura, it's time." He says as he squeezes the doctors shoulder and lets go when he sees her snap out of the daze she has been since she walked in the door. Maura stands from her seat placing her clutch in her place and walks up the steps and to the podium. She tries to control her breathing by clenching and unclenching her fists.
Maura takes one more deep breath before raising her eyes and looking out into the crowd. She places her hands on the podium in an attempt to ground herself. She promised herself she wouldn't get emotional but standing here in a room full of onlookers she is finding it hard to keep her composure. She lets out a shaky breath before she begins.
"Today.." Her voice cracks and she clears her throat again. This was a lot more difficult than she had anticipated. "Sorry. Today we are here to celebrate the life of Jane Rizzoli. Jane was an amazing detective, a wonderful daughter and sister and the most loving friend anyone could have ever asked for. She loved her family and friends and she loved her job. Being a detective is something she had always wanted to be and she achieved that goal at such a young age. And she gave the greatest sacrifice for that job, her life. An absolutely beautiful life. Yes, Jane was sarcastic, boisterous, outspoken, a giant pain in the ass." Everyone in the church chuckle softly before she continues.
"But Jane was so much more than that. She was loving and loyal to a fault. If you were one of the lucky few that Jane truly loved as her family you know the kind heart she had. That you could call her anytime of the day or night and she would be there. Even if you were wrong she would back you up. She would kill me for saying this but she had the kindest soul of anyone I have ever met. Jane never showed that openly, because she figured it would make her seem weak and in her line of work a weak detective didn't get far. Jane wanted to be someone her little brother could be proud of and look up to. She couldn't have been more proud of you Frankie when you passed your detective's exam. Even been you passed she talked about what a great cop you are and how well you would do as a homicide detective. Over the years Jane welcomed so many of us into her family. Frost, Korsak, we all know Jane considered us all family and it didn't matter if we were related by blood. And that is a testament you Angela. You are a wonderful mother and your guidance and love created the amazing woman we all grew to know and love. You being so open and loving taught Jane to be the same. I personally could have asked for a better best friend and I will never be able to find another person on this earth that can possible compare or replace her. We all love Jane Rizzoli so much and today is a day to honor and celebrate her life. We love you Jane, you will be missed every minute of everyday." Maura's voice waivers at the end as tears she can no longer hold back stream down her face.
Maura quickly removes herself from the podium and takes her seat to the right of Angela. The Rizzoli matriarch reaches over and grabs the doctor's hand and gives it a firm squeeze. Korsak and Frankie both took turns speaking about their partner and sister. Maura didn't hear a word of it, pulled from her thoughts until Angela stood up and pulled Maura with her. She fell in line behind the coffin draped in the American flag. Maura's entire body trembled as they walked Frost walked from behind her and took Maura's other arm to help keep her upright.
The all stood on the steps of the church and watched as Jane's coffin was slid into the back of the hearse. Once Jane was safely inside all mourners got into their respective limos, cars, and unmarked squads and followed Jane to her final resting place. Maura shared a limo with Angela, Frankie and Tommy. Her eyes never left the window, she again sat in silence and watched Boston pass them by. Once they arrived at the cemetery everyone climbed out of their vehicles and walked over to the small patch of grass. Maura again took a seat next to Angela, the moment they sat down she reached over and grabbed the older woman's hand.
Maura cannot believe she is sitting her in front of Jane's flag draped coffin. She completely gave up on even trying to hold back her tears. This was truly her last goodbye to the best friend she has ever know and the person she loved most in this world. What Maura would give for just a little more time with the raven haired detective. She has more money than nearly everyone on this planet and she would give it all up and live on the streets if she could just bring Jane back.
Everyone falls quiet as the priest begins his last reading. Maura's grip on Angela's hand tightens as two officers begin folding the flag that was draped over the coffin. The doctor did not want to let go but she was given no choice as Angela was given the folded flag. The mourners have all left aside from Angela, Frankie, Korsak and Maura.
"Maura, sweetie we will meet you back at the house for the luncheon." Angela says before kissing the side of Maura's head. It breaks her heart to see her other daughter so distraught.
"Vince, will you please stay with her?" Angela asks.
"Of course, we'll see you at home." Vince gives Angela a quick hug. The veteran detective thought for half a second about going up to the medical examiner. But being a detective he also had an idea of how Maura and his former partner felt about each other even if they were both too scared to say it to one another. He decides to take a seat in the back row and wait until the doctor has said her goodbyes and is ready to leave.
Maura could have been sitting there for three days for all she knew. When she finally got out of her thoughts she found herself sitting alone in front of Jane. Panic set in and she looked around to find Korsak sitting in the last row waiting on her. He's a good man, she thought to herself. It was getting late and she had a houseful of people she needed to get to. She moves over the the coffin and lays her hand on the smooth lid.
"Jane, my sweet friend. What am I going to do now? You're gone and my heart hurts. This hurts so bad, I thought it hurt when we fought but that is nothing compared to what I feel now. I am broken now. I don't know how to move on. How could I possibly move on from the one person who treated me like a real person. Someone who did treat me like I am strange. You let me be myself, I didn't need to put on expensive clothes and act like a some prim and proper sophisticated woman. You never cared about any of that. You loved me for who I was and defended me to the ends of this earth. And there is nothing I do or say to thank you enough. I love you Jane. No, I don't just love you, I am in love you with you. And I don't know how to do this without you. I love you so much it hurts." Maura bends down and places a kiss on the lid before turning and walking past Korsak and to the awaiting limo.
They arrive at Maura's townhouse and greeted by half of the BPD. Maura says her hello's to everyone and takes a seat in the armchair over by the fireplace. She watches as people come and go, some she knows some she doesn't. Small clusters of people are chatting about this and that. Some are laughing about Jane's antics while others are crying for their lost friend. When the only one's remain with those closest to Jane the doctor finally gets up and walks to the fridge and grabs one of Jane's three remaining beers. She opens it and presses the long necked bottle to her lips. Jane loved Blue Moon and Maura always kept some in the house, she probably may never get rid of the remain two bottle in her fridge. She wanted to keep as much of Jane around as she can.
"Maura, how you holding up sweetie?" Angela asks as she leans against the kitchen island.
"I'm hanging in there. But how are you?" Maura reaches for the Rizzoli matriarchs hand.
"I'm okay right now." Angela nods with a tight lipped smile.
"I think Frost and I are going to get going. Let you guys settle in. Do you want us to help clean up before we go?" Korsak was asking more to Angela than to Maura.
"No I think we can handle it. Goodnight boys." Both men gave each woman a hug before taking their leave.
Angela closes the door and locks it behind the men. She begins picking up discarded plates, napkins, bottles and glasses.
"You don't have to do that Angela, I'll get it in a minute. Why don't you head to your house and go relax. This past week must have taken so much out of you." Maura says in a monotone. Not that she is trying to kick the older woman out but she would love to be alone right now.
"Alright, sweetie. You call me or come over if you need anything." Angela wraps Maura in a bone crushing hug before heading out the side door and over to the guest house.
Maura locks the door once Angela has walked through. She runs her hand through her hair and sighs. How did she get here? How did everything go so horribly wrong? She moves about the house picking up the remnants of the luncheon. Once everything on the main level was back to is pristine condition Maura turns the lights out and heads to her bedroom.
She quickly goes through her nightly routine before putting on a pair of Jane's old sweats and BPD tee. She climbs into bed bringing her knees to her chest Maura inhales sharply and is surrounded by the light lavender scent that is uniquely Jane. Once the scent memory kicks in Maura begins shaking and sobbing. She has held it together most for the entire day and now she is alone in her room and never in her life has she truly and completely felt so alone. Fifteen minutes after she started crying she begins to hyperventilate and lays down. Nothing she has tried so far to calm herself down has worked so she figures she might as well be laying down because her as some point her body will just give in and she will have no choice but to fall into the darkness. The last thing she remembers before that darkness took over was looking to her nightstand and seeing a picture of Jane and herself at last year's BPD barbeque. Jane must have said something funny because both women are laughing so hard Maura is leaned against Jane. And then darkness took hold of Maura.
There you have the first chapter. Please let me know what you all think.