Author's Note: This is a complete rewrite from the fic I wrote in 2013. The original was my first fic ever and my first public literary experience. Reading it back, the grammar, language and formatting upset me so much that I decided to completely start it again. As I mentioned in an after-note in the original, after five chapters of this have been published I will be removing the original.

I wanted to mention that Frost features in this story as prominently as he was in the original I wrote, when he was alive. He had a beautiful soul both on and off the show and there was no way I was ever going to remove him from this story. Another side note is that I do have a case plot featuring in this alongside the other plots and you may choose to not read those parts if you wish, though they do fit into the movement of the story. It's all set a couple of seasons ago when this was originally written but there are only minor references to that so don't worry.

Unfortunately there is a pretty major argument in this chapter but it really is necessary with the plot. I promise it's only up from here in terms of Rizzles! I will be posting new chapters twice per week. Enjoy and thank you for reading!

Chapter 1.

It had been a quiet day so far, the usual buzz of Boston had somewhat dimmed. Not that she wished for crime, no Jane would never say that, but it was rather dim when there was nothing to investigate and no killer to catch, she admitted that to herself at least.

Daydreaming into a cup of coffee she wondered what everyone else was up to right now. She knew that Korsak was at least as bored as her- she'd noticed him filing through paperwork earlier that morning whilst grunting throughout and he was undoubtedly still doing it. Frost and her brother had been scuttling back and fourth all day, chasing up potential leads in old cases. At least they had something to do.

She wondered what her friendly medical examiner was up to. Maura was bound to have a body to dissect; the woman went stir crazy if she was apart from one for too long. It was a worrying interest for her best friend to have, Jane knew that. She often wondered quite how she had found someone as marvellous and unique as Maura isles. Thankfully for Boston they had all been graced with her presence.

She was pulled out of her trance by the sound of her mother's familiar voice.

"Huh?" The detective asked, not quite catching what her mother had said.

"Janie, can I catch a ride with you?" Angela asked intently.

She nodded. "Yeah but Maura's riding with us, her car is having a couple of small repairs".

"That's fine honey; do you think Maura will mind?"

"Yes Ma. She'll be outraged, she might not even get in the car," Jane replied sarcastically with a hint of an eye roll. She never meant for her sarcasm to be taken maliciously, not by anyone, she merely used it as her primary method of entertainment on a particularly dull day.

"What? Really? Why?" Angela replied worriedly.

"I was kidding, Ma," Jane smiled smugly.

"Oh. You know I hate it when you do that Jane," Angela replied, giving her daughter a friendly shove as they walked out of the cafe.

"I need to get and tell Maura to hurry up downstairs. I guess you could come with me if you like," Jane muttered while walking towards the elevator.

"To the morgue? Where the dead people are? Pfft. I think I would like my food to stay in my stomach. I'll stay here."

"Okay."

Jane stood in the elevator silently as it went down. She was sharing it with a police officer she didn't know. She looked at him from the corner of her eye. Not used to strangers in uniform.

He had mousse brown hair and intriguing dark eyes. He was slim but had large muscles and a jaw bone that stuck out a bit more than it should. Although he seemed young he looked strong and powerful. She knew that if she were a criminal and saw him then she would be very afraid.

After a minute of awkward silence he introduced himself. "Hi. I'm Officer Nathan Reid, you must be detective Rizzoli." He outstretched his hand.

"Yes, Jane Rizzoli. Are you new here? I don't recognise you," she replied while shaking his hand.

"I don't actually work here. I was just visiting Dr. Isles," he answered.

"You know Maura?"

"Yes I met her here a few of months ago. I just came to talk to her."

"I see," Jane replied. "I'm also visiting her, she's riding in my car today and I am trying to hurry her up a bit."

"Oh right," he said awkwardly. "I do really need to speak to her, but I will be quick and try not to take too much of your time."

"Yes, of course. Don't rush, I can wait," she responded. They arrived at the ground floor. "Tell her to come and find me in the evidence lab when you guys are done."

"Of course," he nodded and smiled politely. Another one of Maura's beards... Jane rolled her eyes subconsciously as she thought to herself.

They both strolled down the corridor until Jane reached the evidence lab. Susie Chang was looking at something small in her hands with a puzzled expression on her face.

Jane knocked lightly on the door and Susie jumped.

"Come in," she said looking startled. Jane walked in reluctantly. "Detective, hi," Susie said as Jane walked slightly closer.

"Hey," Jane said with a small smile. She genuinely liked Susie. "Do you know Officer Reid over there?" She said while pointing over to the door where he was walking past.

"Yeah, he seems nice. He greeted me before he went to talk to Dr. Isles yesterday. He works nearby I think. I don't really remember."

"Oh right, does he come here often?" Jane investigated. It was her job after all.

"Not usually but he's been around here a lot the past couple of days."

"Has Dr. Isles said anything? Have you asked her?" Jane questioned.

"Yes I did actually; she regarded him as 'a friend'. She was being odd about it though. She looked uncomfortable while saying it," Susie replied awkwardly. Jane noticed her nervousness and felt guilty for interrogating her, Maura was her role model/idol after all and it must have hurt the senior criminalist's conscience to even murmur behind he back.

Jane looked at her with an overly friendly smile."Thanks Susie. What are you working on?"

Susie returned a small smile and then replied. "I'm examining a fibre that came from the second victim's shirt. I can't tell which material it is so I am going to have a look through the microscope," she informed her.

"Okay," Jane nodded awkwardly. Right now this wasn't her case so she had absolutely nothing to add. She wished Maura would just hurry up. There were only so many things you could say to someone who is practically a stranger to you. Susie began examining the fibre and Jane stood a few feet away swaying her arms across her side.

They were both standing in silence when Maura startled them as she burst in. The medical examiner looked extremely flustered. She nodded at Susie to say hello and grabbed Jane's arm sharply while continuing her fast pace. She pulled her out of the room with an angry look on her face.

"Maur?" Jane asked, confused by her mood. "What's the matter?" Maura ignored her and maintained her fast pace towards the elevator. She tightened her grip on Jane's arm and stepped into the elevator pressing the up button inside as fast as she could.

Once they were going up, Maura loosened her grip on Jane and then let go. She looked at Jane's worried face and realised she was getting too publicly upset. She composed herself, brushed some of her blonde curls out of her face and smoothed non-existent creases from her skirt. She took a deep breath and watched the floor numbers displayed on the screen increase.

The doctor looked at her again, realising she actually needed to reply. "Nothing, I'm fine," she said as coolly as she could. It was the most unconvincing thing jane had ever heard and she interrogated criminals for a living.

"You're about to get a serious case of hives Doctor Isles…" Jane said with a soft smile. "No seriously what's up? Did Officer Reid upset you?"

Maura froze. She looked at Jane quickly and caught her eye. What did Jane know about Nate? Oh god, she thought. "Why didn't you tell me you met him? What do you know about him?" She said cautiously but the shock was still prominent in her voice.

"Whoa, calm down I just met him…nothing, I hardly know the guy."

"Okay," Maura replied, her adrenaline levels somewhat going back down again.

"Maura, talk to me," Jane said with a serious voice.

Suddenly the elevator reached their floor and Maura stepped out quickly, avoiding Jane's question.

"Angela! How are you?" Maura smiled enthusiastically to the older woman waiting as if she hadn't seen her in weeks.

"I'm good Maura, how are you?" Angela said, a bit bewildered by the loud greeting. Jane opened her mouth to Maura but didn't have time to pry further as Cavanaugh shouted her name.

"Rizzoli," her boss barked from his office. "Come in here I need to talk to you."

Jane looked at Maura with a conflicted expression and reluctantly turned around, walking to his office. "Yes sir?" She said while entering his office. This never seemed to be a good thing.

"I wanted to let you know that the Gang Unit think that the three cases they're working on all appear to be related. Maybe even a triple homicide and the three murders seem to connect with Paddy Doyle and his gang. I thought I would warn you. You seem to have quite a personal relationship regarding Dr Isles and Paddy Doyle."

She swallowed hard, digesting the information. "Sir, have you told Dr. Isles yet?"

"No and I'm not going to."

"What? Why? It's her business. She deserves to know," Jane replied, her anger taking over her.

"Because it's my call and I say no."

"That's crazy!" Jane shouted.

"Pipe down Rizzoli, It's my decision," Cavanaugh responded confidently. "You may be put on this case so I needed to inform you. You're not to say a word."

Jane gave him a long hard glare before leaving his office. Her mood was going vastly downhill by the minute. She almost stumbled out of Cavanaugh's office feeling worried and rather confused. She couldn't lie to her best friend. She'd done it before and things never ended well. Secrets never ended well. Jane knew that.

The detective walked through the dimly lit precinct and towards her mother and Maura waiting in the hall. It was late and Frost and Korsak had now gone home, along with most of the other detectives and officers. There were just a couple of lamps left on at the edges of the room, illuminating large stacks of paperwork. Regardless of the homicides she was oh so familiar with, the city was nice at night. On the surface anyway. It was uncharacteristically quiet and peaceful. All she could hear in the precinct at this point was far away traffic wailing and cops quietly mumbling outside. And the sound of her mother's tapping foot...

As she reached them the matriarch immediately began trying to read her daughter's face for answers. "What was that all about!?"

"Nothing important, he was just trying to make me take some time off," Jane lied to them both seemingly effortlessly. She could see Maura also examining her facial expression, trying to determine if she was lying or not. Maura seemed to come to her own conclusion as she narrowed her eyes irritably at Jane.

As soon as Angela was out of earshot Maura leaned towards her and said, "I don't appreciate the blatant lie," quietly. Her tone wasn't angry, she wasn't looking for an argument here. She was too tired for that. She just didn't like the detective's mood swings today.

"You aren't so innocent yourself Maura," Jane muttered grumpily while picking up her pace. She wasn't in the mood for confrontation either.

"And what is that supposed to mean?" The doctor shouted after her. Thankfully the precinct wasn't almost completely empty.

"Sleeping around with cops? Is that what you do now?" Jane turned around and replied. There was hurt in her tone that neither of them understood.

"Jane that is none of you're business," She answered angrily. They arrived outside of the building both with stern looks etched on their faces as they got into Jane's car. Angela stared at them both from the back seat. She was trying to determine what had just happened.

"Are you girls fighting?" She asked curiously from behind.

Maura turned around and looked at her. "Um-well, no actually. We are simply voicing our misguided opinions of each other. It's a highly insightful activity. "

"In simpler words, yes Ma," Jane replied gruffly while glaring at Maura.

They sat in silence for the rest of the car ride. After a while Jane felt that the uncomfortable silence had begun to eat at her stomach, yet she still did not want to break it. She simply sat in her seat and continued driving, inhaling the tension in the air by the pound and watching Boston flying past in dots and blurs.

She stared down the dark alleyways as the rode by, watching the lurking shadows she knew full well were inside, somehow convinced that her mind was still playing tricks on her. Seeing the horrors that she had seen on the job she wondered how this was even possible. Somehow Boston still didn't scare Jane. She always felt comfortable and naïvely safe there, simply because it was home.

After a good ten minutes of angry silence Angela spoke. She felt like her head was soon to be bitten off by either her bitter daughter or the stubborn medical examiner but she decided to speak anyway.

"So what are you two fighting about?" She asked rather cautiously.

"Jane's keeping secrets,"

"Maura sleeps with every guy she sees," they both chorused.

"Jane!" Angela shouted from behind them. "Don't say those words about your best friend."

"Oh I'm glad you always take my side, Ma," Jane snarled.

"She's not the one being blatantly rude, Jane," Angela replied defending herself.

The detective ran her hands through her raven curls with frustration. She looked at the woman occupying the passenger seat. "Anything else you'd like to say Maura? You might as well. My mother defends you like a Pit-bull."

"That is not true Jane; she defends you all the time," Maura replied while not taking her eyes away from the window. She had no idea where this anger was coming from. It was obvious Jane was hurting for some reason but she didn't see how this could be her fault. She really needed Jane's support right now, not the uncalled for wall of aggression which she was receiving.

"Yeah, like now for instance," Jane replied sarcastically.

"Stop it, Janie," Her mother replied, irritation showing in her tone. "You need to get your act together right now young lady before you upset her and regret it."

Jane didn't know what to say so they sat in silence for another five minutes until they had reached Maura's home. Once parked up they all hesitated for about thirty seconds before anybody moved. Angela got out of the car first and stomped into the guest house without another word.

"I am quite hurt by your comment regarding my sexual encounters, Jane. Which are of course none of your business," Maura said looking at her deep in the eyes. Jane frequently felt like Maura was looking into her soul. Only she could manage that.

"Well I'm not too pleased about the secret keeping remark either. In a job like we have there are some things I can't tell you Maura, because I'm not physically allowed to."

"We both know it's not just that. You're keeping other secrets too. I don't like you isolating yourself like this."

"You didn't deny what I said before about Officer Reid," Jane said, changing the subject. It wasn't the obvious sexual encounter between them that upset her the most, though it did upset her... It was that something had developed between them and she had been completely oblivious. Her best friend hadn't told her anything and by what the male elevator companion had said, this instance between them had happened more than two months ago. If she had to put up with these frequent men bouncing in and out of Maura's life then she would have at least liked the memo.

"Because I was going to talk to you about that."

"What do you mean?"

"Will you come inside?" Maura asked looking around at Jane's cramped car rather uncomfortably.

Jane hesitantly nodded and they walked to her front door. After Maura had unlocked it they removed their shoes and paused once again. Maura looked at her and yet again managed to stare deep into Jane's eyes, just trying to understand them. She saw it again, that pain. What was that? What was she hiding in those big brown eyes?

"Jane why are you so sad?" Maura blurted out.

"It's just a small argument Maura, I'm not exactly bawling my eyes out," Jane said defensively as she tried to brush off her question.

"Jane, stop being sarcastic for a second and tell me what you're thinking."

Jane thought to herself in silence. Simply that I'm in love with you. Maybe that you're the most stunning human being I've ever seen, I'm sick to death hearing about your sexual encounters with non-important men. It's so easy for them. It's always the same. He walks into your life, flirts a little, he seems nice and then you sleep together. That's it. Then you never see him again. It's so damn easy for what is almost a complete stranger to have sex with you. Yet I've been in love with you for nearly three years and I never have or will have a chance. I'm so damn jealous. And for that I hate you.

"I don't know, I'm not really thinking about anything," Jane lied sadly.

"Well if you're not going to open up to me, then that's your decision, fine. But I need to tell you something and I need your support. I'm scared Jane," Maura walked into the living room, Jane following behind her.

"What's the matter?" Jane replied.

"Jane. I'm late." Maura said worriedly.

"Please tell me you're going out somewhere. Please don't be saying what I think you mean," Jane said nervously.

"No, my period is over one month late Jane. I went to the doctor after taking several tests and he confirmed my theory. I'm pregnant." Maura had fearful tears brimming in her eyes. She didn't know whether she was feeling happy or sad.

"No-Maur, no. It can't-no. What?" Jane replied in absolute shock. "Who?"

"Nathan Reid," Maura responded.

"The creepy Officer?" Jane replied.

"He's not creepy, Nate's lovely," Maura fought.

"Oh so he's 'Nate' now. Is this before or after he knocked you up?" Jane said harshly.

"It was a one time thing, We used protection... I honestly don't know how it happened!" Maura shouted.

"How could you let this happen!?" Jane screamed. She didn't mean to be so horrible. She was just hurt. She was jealous and selfish and she hated herself for it.

"It wasn't exactly my fault!" Maura shouted back, tears rolling down her flushed cheeks.

"Oh so you just slipped and had sex with him by accident?" Jane shouted.

"I thought you would support me, Why are you so mad?" Maura paced around the living room with her hands on her forehead.

"Because you sleep with random guys constantly. You're supposed to be a genius so why do you do such dumb things?"

"It's not a dumb thing. It's not constantly. How rude of you to say that."

"Oh I'm so sorry if I miscalculated your humongous sex drive."

"You slept with Casey constantly. You knew you were just his booty-call. Think about it. When has he ever actually cared about you? You were just being used because you're so stupid," Maura screamed. Jane gasped. Maura couldn't believe she had said that. It was so horrible but Jane was just being so mean.

Jane's eyes were watering too now. She was stunned. It had felt like a hard blow to the chest. "Do you really think that? Does everybody say that about me?" The hurt was becoming too much.

"No-I- don't know," Maura stuttered.

"How can you not know? You're a so called genius Maura."

"Stop saying that. You're not so perfect yourself Jane," she shouted back feeling victorious on the inside because she had finally managed to return an insult although she was still feeling completely devastated on the outside.

"So what have I done now? Apart from make myself look stupid, let someone I love use me as a quote 'booty call' and apparently lie all the time? How am I an even worse human being than I already appear?" Jane said with tears rolling down her cheeks.

"That's not what I meant."

"I believe that's what you said. If I'm such a crap friend then why are you even friends with me?"

"Because I love you, you're my best friend and I care about you Jane. I'd just wish you'd tell me how you're feeling at the moment. You're acting so distant and I don't want you to push me away."

"If I told you how I felt you would hate me Maura."

"Try me."

"I can't."

"Why?"

"Because it hurts too much." Jane looked at the clock, half past midnight. How had they been arguing for nearly 2 hours? Maura saw Jane's confusion and looked up.

"Adrenaline makes time feel faster."

"You know I- I've upset you enough, I'm sorry, I should go."

"You're too stubborn Jane, it actually damages you sometimes," she said.

"We're working tomorrow and we've both got to get up early. It's really late. Too much has been said already tonight." Jane looked guiltily down at her palms. She trailed over to the front door and put her shoes on. "Congratulations on your pregnancy, I'm truly happy for you."

"Don't lie," Maura whispered to herself as Jane shut the door. Once she was outside Jane put her back against Maura's front door and slid down. She sat and just cried silently. It was as simple as that. She just cried. Friendships hurt. Jane had learnt that many times the hard way. After five minutes or so of sitting on the stone step she was disrupted.

Her mother unlocked the guest house door and stepped out. She was wearing a pink dressing gown and slippers. Her hair was in a loose ponytail and she looked tired.

"Janie! Have you two been fighting for all of this time?" Her mother said loudly.

"Just drop it Ma," Jane said softly whilst getting up and walking towards her car. She sniffed, wiped her nose and brushed her blazer sleeve against her puffy, wet eyes. She unlocked her car door and stepped inside. She took one last look at her bewildered mother before reversing out of the drive and driving away.

Angela stood there frozen. How did her two favourite girls manage to tear each other apart so easily?

Author's note: This fighting is very temporary, I promise that. Have faith guys.