If you're new to the 'Complicated' world, please note that this is a sequel to "It's Complicated." You'll find that on my profile page.
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Swearing, drama, and sex ahead…
This story takes place close to a year after "It's Complicated."
"Yes, finally!" Frankie exclaimed excitedly as the basketball went through the hoop.
Moving back to defend her brother, Jane taunted him with the current score. "You're still down by 10."
"I'm just letting you win coz you're gettin' older." He shook his head at the lame reason. "Haha… I will beat you someday."
"Uh huh." Jane said as she checked the ball back to him. He dribbled the basketball and she kept her eyes intently on it.
"You beat me in everything. Let me be better at something." Frankie almost whined at his older sister. He made a move to go around her but pulled out and moved away, dribbling the ball again.
Jane laughed at his efforts and stayed on him closely.
Frankie psyched himself up and moved forward again more aggressively. "Alright, alright. Here it is. Game point. Rizzoli, Rizzoli." He commentated as he got closer to the hoop.
Jane tried to goad him into action while keeping a hand on his hip. "Take a shot!"
The bulkier Rizzoli stepped forward and brought the basketball up to take his shot and smacked his sister in the nose in the process.
"Oww shit!" Jane's hands went straight to her face and grabbed at the injured body part.
"Oh! You alright?" Frankie dropped the ball at the sight of blood coming from his older sibling's nose.
"Yeah." Jane held her head up, trying to stop the flow.
"No, no, come on. Let's see it." He tried to move the long fingers out of the way. "Oh damn!" His face fell at her busted nose.
"No, I'm good." Jane tried to convince him but she noticed his worried look. "What?"
He grimaced at the blood covering her lip and hands. "No. That's uh- bad. Come on." He motioned her inside .
Jane reached for her nose again and followed him inside her home. "It's bad?"
"Yeah, let's get you some ice. Hold your head up. C'mon, Alright." He guided her into the kitchen and swatted at her hands when they went back to her face. "Just don't touch. Yeah, that's broken." He winced at the thought of how upset Maura was going to be with them.
"It's broken!?" She was freaking out at what her wife was going to say when she came downstairs.
Frankie held up a towel to her face.
"Ow! God! Why you gotta do that?" The brunette snatched the towel from his grasp and placed it under her nose.
"Janie, you gotta get ice on it. Keep it up. Keep it up." Frankie was in full panic mode.
Jan growled at him. "It's up. Just get something before Maura comes." She commanded him and watched him scramble for the freezer door.
"Ok. Here, here. There you go." Frankie looked towards the stairway in horror and shoved the frozen peas at his sister.
Unaware of the impending trouble, she received the peas and placed them directly on her face. "Thanks." When Jane looked up, Frankie had moved to the other side of the kitchen bench. She gave him a confused look that turned into realisation when her wife came into view. "Uh, hey baby." She tried to remain casual.
"Don't 'hey baby' me, Jane Rizzoli-Isles! What happened?!" The doctor reached for the frozen peas and winced when she saw her wife's nose. "Oh honey… Hairline fracture of the nasal bone above the lateral nasal cartilage. It's not disfiguring." She explained in sympathy and reached for the towel to help clean up the mess.
Before Jane could respond, her mother had made her way into the kitchen and looked at the scene before her. Alexander and Elizabeth in tow.
Eli shrieked at the mess and Alex's face scrunched up in sympathy just like his mother's. "What happened, Mama?!" He asked with concern and a bit of curiosity. Jane was sure he was going to be a doctor like his Mom.
The brunette's nose had stopped bleeding but there was a mess all over her chin and on her white t-shirt. She smiled mischievously at her son who responded with a grin of his own. If his Mama was smiling, everything was ok.
Maura was wiping around Jane's nose carefully to check the full extent of the damage as their two eldest children hovered to the side watching in fascination.
Angela's response was not quite so subtle. "Aah! What happened?! God! How do you always manage to turn Sunday dinner into a circus every week?" She aimed at Jane.
"Me?" The brunette's nasally voice sounded, somewhat offended.
The Italian woman pointed at her daughter and nodded. "Yeah, you."
Frankie placed his hand on his mother's shoulder and claimed responsibility. "I did it."
Jane pointed at her brother. "Yeah, it's his fault."
"Frankie!" Maura turned around with wide upset eyes. Alex and Eli moved their heads from side to side to watch the adults interact, like when watching a tennis match.
"Aww we were jus' playin' ball!" He raised his hands in defence, afraid of his sister-in-law and her protectiveness over her wife and children.
Angela rolled her eyes at this. "Look, I tell you all the time. Don't roughhouse with him!"
Jane rolled her eyes just like her mother and focussed back on her hovering wife. "Can you pop this out for me?"
"Can't you do something safe like yoga?" Maura placed her fingers on either side of Jane's nose. "It might hurt a little, my love."
"Will you kiss it better?" Jane joked, preparing herself for the pain.
Maura smirked and manoeuvred her fingers to put Jane's nose back into place and frowned at the tears that welled in the dark brown eyes.
"Owww fuck!"
"Jane!" Maura scolded but caressed the tanned face at the same time. Alex giggled at the swear word and Eli gave a horrified look that was exactly like Maura's.
The doctor leaned in to kiss the brunette's cheek. "Sorry, darling."
"A little?" Jane scoffed holding her nose. Once the initial pain subsided she grabbed the hips that were pressing against hers and claimed soft lips quickly but Maura pushed her away.
"That's gross, Jay. You have blood all over your lips." She wasn't really fazed but wet the towel she had been using to wipe her own lips and then cleaned the excess blood from under Jane's nose.
"Oh, Janie, some agent named uh, Finch or something like that, he has a bird name… He keeps callin' you."
"Special agent Finn?"
"Mmhmm."
"Did you answer my phone?" At her mother's nod she huffed and snatched it from the older woman. "Why didn't you just tell me?" She asked feistily.
"Jane, don't snatch." Maura reprimanded and pushed the taller woman on the backside towards the stairs. The FBI agent was already returning her teammate's call. "We'll be back in a moment." Maura kept Jane moving up to their room.
Angela raised her eyebrow at them and turned to her silent but smirking son. "Yeah right. They're gonna end up in the shower and wont be back down for at least an hour." The Italian woman laughed at Frankie's disgusted face.
"Yup!" Alex and Eli chimed in, not knowing why their parents would be gone so long but just knew that they did that often. The two older siblings ran outside to play.
"Aww yuck, Ma! I don't wanna know about my sister's sex life!" He stood up and seemed to only just realise how quiet the room was. "Where are the twins?"
"Kate and Andy took them to the movies."
"Oh ok. When can Nina and I borrow them for something fun?"
"They're not a car! You don't borrow your nieces and nephew! Just ask your sister… Or you could ask that beautiful woman to marry you and have some babies of your own" Angela declared but was sidetracked and raised her eyebrows in surprise at her daughter coming back down the stairs in her work suit, her face clean.
"I'll be right there." Jane said as she ended the call. She turned to her brother. "Did you get a call?"
Frankie shook his head. "Nah, I'm not on. Must be important if they're involving the Feds!" He claimed and dodged her fist. "I'll come though." He grabbed his jacket and moved to the front door.
"Wait Jane." Maura called out, racing down the stairs and into the kitchen. "I have no idea how peas ended up in our freezer but take a pack and make sure to ice your nose as much as possible." The honey blonde retrieved a medical ice pack from their freezer and handed it to her wife.
"Thanks babe. Love you." Jane leaned in for a kiss and allowed Maura to deepen it for a moment before pulling away.
"Love you too. Be safe."
"I will. Let's go Francesco!" Jane teased as she left the house.
"C'mon Janie! Why you gotta—" Frankie closed the door and the two remaining women weren't able to hear the rest of the conversation.
Jane met with Finn and they walked up to the crime scene together. Neither knew anything except that Korsak wanted to wait for Jane to arrive before he let them in.
"Hey Janie." Korsak greeted the tall brunette with a grim smile.
"Hey Korsak, this is special agent Finn Regus. What's goin' on?" Jane questioned, cutting straight to the chase. She knew that BPD homicide had jurisdiction until a case had been made Federal.
"We think that this scene is a copycat of someone you guys have locked up." Korsak explained. "Victim is Dr. Martin Yeager, 34. Wife, Gail, is missing."
"Diamond was too small, so she whacked him and walked out." Finn joked and Jane laughed but felt uneasy about the scenario already.
Vince gave a smile and shook his head. He motioned for them to follow him inside. They entered the house and were confronted with a man taped around the wrists and his throat slit. "We found signs of forced entry. Well-to-do couple. Man is bound and posed. Woman is missing. And… a teacup." Korsak watched Jane's face pale when she saw the teacup on the floor.
"Fuck. Is he out? Is the Surgeon out?" The FBI agent asked angrily.
"He's not out. It's his M.O. That's all." Korsak confirmed. "Sorry Janie. I wanted your unbiased assessment. Looks like Hoyt, right?" He asked.
The brunette's nostrils flared in upset and she nodded. "We put that son of a bitch behind bars. Tell me how this is possible?"
Finn stood there and observed the scene and listened to the conversation between Jane and Vince.
"It's not. I spoke with prison authorities. He's in lockdown."
Finn pointed at the man's neck. "Didn't the Hoyt case have stun gun marks? Right there. Just like Hoyt's victims. Any sick perp could have done this if he watched TV news and read a paper."
Jane folded her arms and breathed deeply. "Yep, except we didn't release this detail… Hoyt's trained an apprentice."
"Look." Korsak pointed at the finding from the CSI tech.
"Semen?" Jane questioned.
"More than likely… Get Kent to send us the results of that asap." Korsak commanded the tech and turned back to Jane. "He raped the wife, made the husband watch."
Jane crossed her arms and sighed heavily. "Just like Hoyt."
"Dean. I wish I was happier to see you but considering the circumstances…" Jane joked and stood up from her desk to shake her old teammate's hand.
"Really good to see you, Rizzoli." He claimed genuinely. "Unfortunately, I have more bad news." Dean motioned to Harold Shaw's door and she followed. He knocked and turned the handle when he heard the supervisory special agent call out for them to enter.
The grey haired man got up and shook Gabriel's hand. "Dean, nice to see you again. Rizzoli." He greeted his favourite agent. "Have a seat." The three of them sat at the small table to the side of the room. "What have you got, Dean?"
Dean glanced at Jane, slightly concerned at what he had to share. He produced a case folder with some photos. Jane grimaced at the pictures and noted the way in which the men had been killed. "Are we sure Hoyt isn't out?" Her concerned voice raised in worry.
"Yeah Jane. I called Souza-Baranowski Correctional Centre this morning as soon as we heard about the Yeagers. He's still in isolation."
"Jesus." She exclaimed, picking up one of the multiple photos of different soldiers, slumped over with their throats slit. "Coincidence?" Jane aimed the question at Dean.
"Not sure, Jane. These pictures have been on our radar since his trial but we just recently narrowed the killer down as John Stark, a soldier who seems to be mimicking Hoyt in a killing spree during his operations. We haven't been able to get any information on him to tie them together but it's just too damn coincidental."
"What aren't you telling me?"
Dean sighed. "We have no idea where Stark is."
"And you think that this morning's murder was him?" Harold asked, concerned about the psychological state and safety of his favourite agent.
"We don't know for sure but yeah, we think it's him."
Jane stood up and ran her hands through her hair. "This can't be fuckin' happening." A sudden thought occurred to her and she asked in a panic. "When did these murders happen? Before or after Hoyt met me?" She aimed her question at Dean.
"It was before, Jane." He assured her and she visibly relaxed.
"Ok, then we need to hunt this guy down!" Jane declared and started pacing. "We need to get his face out there. He could be anywhere by now."
"You know how it is, Jane." Dean sighed, hating this part of the job. "Gail will probably have to turn up dead before we can figure out anything more."
The brunette slammed her fist down on the table in anger. "Fuck it!" She rubbed her left hand in agitation.
"Alright. Why don't you go home and we can start fresh in the morning, Jane. Dean, I assume you're hanging around?" Harold asked kindly.
"Yeah. I'm staying in the city. I'll see you at 0900. Night Jane."
"See ya, Dean. Bye Harold." Jane said flatly. She walked out of her boss's office and grabbed her jacket and winter coat and left the office.
Jane entered her home and hung up her coat and put her gun into the safe. She took a deep breath and steeled her face for the sake of her family.
"Hi Janie! You're home early." Angela called out from the kitchen.
"Hi Mama!" Lucille greeted with a big smile and waved her messy hands.
"Hi!" Madeleine welcomed her Mama in much the same manner.
The Rizzoli matriarch was rolling out cookie dough and swatting playfully at the little fingers trying to steal pieces of it from their perch on the other side of the counter.
"Hey Ma. Hi my little chipmunks!" The twins' mischievous faces instantly brightened her afternoon. She gave them both a kiss on top of their dark haired heads and dodged their dough covered hands. "I'm gonna go change."
"Ok bella. Maura is still sleepin' so try not to wake her. The other two are at swimming squad with Frankie and Nina."
Jane smiled at the mention of her wife. The doctor had gotten home just as she was leaving for work. Knowing the honey blonde, she had probably stayed awake until the kids left for school and then had gone to bed.
"Thanks Ma. I'll be back down in a bit." Jane took the stairs two at a time and opened her bedroom door and closed it quietly. It still wasn't quiet enough and caused the smaller sleeping woman to stir.
Hazel eyes blinked open and frowned. "Mmm." She groaned as she stretched. "What time is it?" She asked, worried that she had slept too late.
Jane threw her jacket over the armchair and sat on the edge of the bed, placing her hand on the doctor's hip. "It's only 3:30, sweetheart." The brunette leaned down to kiss her wife softly, reverently. Jane held on a little tighter than normal.
"What's wrong?" Maura breathed out after the long kiss. She knew that embrace and what it signalled. She knew her wife intimately.
"Not now." Jane whispered and kept her forehead against her wife's collarbone.
Maura wrapped her arms around the long neck and held firmly. She knew that Jane would talk when she was ready. She knew she wouldn't have to wait long.
Jane shifted in the smaller woman's arms and laid alongside her, on top of the covers. She laid her curly haired head on ample cleavage and kissed the swell of a silk encased breast tenderly. She smirked as the nipple responded and moved her mouth to encase it with her lips.
"Ohh." Maura's hands gathered dark locks in her hands as her body received the wanted attention. She moved her hands to the front of Jane's shirt and pulled at the buttons.
The FBI agent laughed at the desperate need that Maura was displaying and chuckled at the pout when she got up from the bed. She watched her wife's face morph from disappointment to excitement and arousal when she unbuttoned her shirt and took off her shoes, pants, and underwear.
The taller woman pulled back the duvet and straddled the honey blonde. Jane grasped the doctor's hands and brought them up above Maura's head, holding them there loosely as she pressed their bodies close together.
"I love you so fuckin' much." Jane declared before dominating her wife's mouth somewhat aggressively. She needed to feel in control and Maura happily relinquished that.
"Mmm, Jane. I want you." The doctor panted, thrusting her hips up to try and find some sort of contact. She mewled in frustration and Jane chuckled.
"Tell me again." The taller woman husked as she kissed and sucked her way down Maura's neck to her chest.
"I want you." Maura breathlessly stated, straining her body upward when the contact lessened.
Jane let go of the blonde's arms and ran her hands down the gorgeous body underneath her. Maura kept her arms in place, grasping the headboard, and closing her eyes at the pleasure her body was receiving.
"Again." Jane demanded as she pushed the silk slip up over smooth hips and exposed the flat stomach that her wife worked hard to keep after four children. She placed kisses all over it and worked her way down to Maura's pelvis.
"Oh Jane! I- I want you. Just- you. Ohhhh." The smaller woman groaned when Jane's tongue made contact with her core.
"Mine." Jane growled as she sucked and nipped gently over her wife's lacy underwear.
"Yours… All yours." Maura confirmed and lost control, grabbing at the head between her legs. The mouth disappeared and she cried out. "Noo!" The doctor let go of the curly hair and placed her hands back on the headboard.
Jane crawled back up the petite body with a seductive and mischievous grin. She sucked her wife's collarbone until she marked her and drew a long moan from her wife. "Tell me what you want." The brunette voiced, wanting to hear what Maura wanted her to do.
The honey blonde opened her eyes and moved her legs to wrap around slim hips. "I want to come." She begged.
Jane closed her eyes at the rush of adrenalin those words produced. She opened obsidian eyes and latched onto the soft neck, moving one hand to stroke a sensitive nipple. The brunette smirked into her wife's neck as she cried out in pleasure at the sensation.
"How?" Jane teased, grinding her hips into Maura's and began a slow rhythm. "How do you want to come, baby?"
"You— inside me." The doctor was so turned on that she didn't care she was being inarticulate. She knew the important words her wife wanted to hear. Maura groaned when her underwear disappeared and two fingers entered her.
"Damn Maur. You're soaked." Jane pumped in and out and let her thumb tease her wife's clit. She leaned down to kiss swollen lips. Maura's tongue met hers in an erotic dance and she straddled a shorter leg and ground down on it, ready to make herself fall over the edge with the doctor.
"Mmmm… Jaaayy." Maura thrashed about, pushing herself harder onto those talented fingers that reached up to meet the sensitive spot inside of her. Forgetting to hold onto the headboard, Maura wrapped one arm tightly around Jane's neck, pressing them flush together, and her other hand held onto a strong bicep. Maura looked into Jane's eyes as their kiss ended, before another began. "Love— you— uhhnn, ooh yes, baby. Fuuck me." Maura pleaded in a desperate whisper.
"Oh god." Jane thrust her hips once more and came with those words, still moving her fingers inside of her wife. Maura rode them as her orgasm began and yelled out in satisfaction as she fell over the edge.
Energy spent, Jane put more of her weight on the smaller woman and giggled.
Maura ran her hands over the sweaty back and giggled along with her lover even though she had no idea what Jane was laughing at.
"What's funny?" Maura asked once she caught her breath.
"You were pretty loud." Jane chuckled and lifted her head to place a kiss to a slightly sticky neck. She couldn't help but suck the pulse point that was still beating faster than normal. She began moving her hips again.
"Mmm, was I?" Maura asked without a care in the world and met the thrusts, moaning at the slippery sensation. "God, you feel so good JJ." Her hands wandered all over the muscular back.
"Yeah, babe. It was really hot but we were probably heard… Ma's downstairs with the twins." Jane laughed from embarrassment and felt Maura go still.
"Oh no." Maura exclaimed somewhat self-conscious.
"Aww, don't stop." Jane tried to keep up the pace but the doctor wasn't into it anymore.
"Jane! Why didn't you tell me to be quiet?!" Maura smacked her wife playfully on the shoulder and then groaned when her earlobe was pulled into a hot wet mouth.
"Coz then I woulda got zero orgasms instead of an incredible one." The FBI agent grinned mischievously at the blonde and rolled off. "Besides, we have four children! You should know better." She winked and entered the ensuite. "Wanna try again in the shower? Not much noise escapes that room." Jane stuck her head back out and waggled her eyebrows suggestively.
Maura bit her bottom lip for a moment and then jumped out of bed, practically running into the bathroom to join her wife.
"Jesus!" Jane sat up, sweating. Another Hoyt nightmare had woken her and she rubbed her palms in agitation. She had formed the terrible habit and it was now a stress response that helped to calm her.
"Nightmare, sweetheart?" Maura rolled over and placed her hand on the quivering thigh.
"Yeah. I'm ok. I'm so sweaty though. Gonna shower." Jane grunted out and was stopped but her wife's arm wrapping around her leg.
"No, Jay. Just lay back down. If you shower, you'll never go back to sleep and you need to sleep." The doctor begged and Jane obliged.
The tall woman laid back down and pulled the sheet back up over their bodies. "K... Maur, will you hold me?" Jane whispered, hating how pathetic she sounded.
"Of course, my love." Maura shifted to lay on her back and pulled the brunette to her. Jane wrapped herself around the honey blonde and laid her head on her chest. She was relaxed enough but she didn't quite get back to sleep before the doctor's pager sounded an hour later.
I didn't really ease back in, did I?!
Motivate me, friends! Reviews definitely help ;p