Tired Jane Equals Grumpy Rizzoli

Summary: Jane Rizzoli is exhausted, angry... And on a rampage! No-one wants to be in the same vicinity as her. Not even her own girlfriend. Can Maura calm her down eventually? Established Rizzles.

A/N: Here is just a small idea I thought of. Just a random Rizzles. But I get enough reviews, I might be persuaded to add another chapter.

Disclaimer: Only own the fic. (C) x8xKrazee. Benson. Fanx8x

Detective Jane Rizzoli of the Boston Homicide Unit had been working for close to forty-eight hours, with no time to sleep or shower. She was exhausted.

A serial killer was on a killing spree and every time she went to go home or get some sleep, another call came in about another murder.

Finally the perpetrator had nearly been identified and Maura was just finishing up on the last body.

Jane walked in to find Maura was already sewing up the Y-shaped cut on the corpse of a thirty year old man, and her ex-partner standing beside the metal table, eating a donut.

"Oh, look, it's Grumpy Jane!" Korsak attempted to joke, laughing.

"Fuck you, Korsak!" retorted Jane, as she sat on Maura's chair at the desk, on which the doctor's laptop sat.

"Jesus, I was just joking Rizzoli," Vince muttered, popping the last bite of donut into his mouth.

Jane just sat there, trying to stop herself from falling asleep.

Catching sight of her beyond exhausted girlfriend, Maura sigh as she dried her now clean hands. But before she could speak the glass door to the morgue burst open. It was Jane's current partner, Detective Barry Frost.

"We got a match!" he called to both Rizzoli and Korsak.

"Who is it?" asked Korsak before Jane could.

"Eric Price from Brookline," Frost replied. "You coming?" he asked as he ran off.

Maura turned to Korsak. "Go, Korsak," she mouthed.

Vince nodded and pointed to an exhausted but fuming Jane, who would normally go make the arrest but was too exhausted to even move. Being the only Detective, who refused to sleep when she was told to, that the others would keep working, since they had already napped. "Fine, as long as you calm down your girlfriend, Miss Crabby Ass, there."

"Fuck off, Korsak," Jane snapped, although her voice didn't sound too firm or strong.

"Korsak..." Maura warned.

"Okay, okay, Doc, I'm outta here," replied Vince before he rushed out.

Once Vince was completely out of sight, Maura squatted down in front of her partner, placing her hands on Jane's black slack clad thighs. "Baby, what's going on? Talk to me," she spoke softly, rubbing the Detective's legs.

Shaking her head, Jane rested her hands on top of her lover's. "Nothing," she whispered. She was so exhausted, she could barely communicate. Jane just wanted to go home and cuddle with Maura and Jo. And sleep. Yes, sleep, she was in desperate need of it. A long one.

"Jane, don't lie to me," replied Maura, a hint of frustration very noticeable in her voice.

Frustrated and angry herself, Rizzoli stood up, just about accidentally knocking the doctor on her ass. "Why can't people just leave me alone and stop asking me shit? I'll talk when I'm ready, right now, I just wanna sleep!" snapped Jane before walking over to the transport door and pressing the large red button to open them. Without another word, she left. She was going to head straight for her car.

Maura sighed, standing up. She walked over and shut the doors. She had to admit that she was concerned about Jane, she'd never seen her act this way before. But then again, she had never seen her so tired. She and Rizzoli had never encountered a serial killer like this. In seventy-two hours, the perp had killed eighteen people, the first body wasn't found for nearly twenty four hours after the murder. And at first, they couldn't even find a link, because there really wasn't one. He killed men, women and children. The oldest was eighty-one, the youngest was ten. Just a little girl on her way home from school.

It had been a horrible few days and they were paying for it. Both physically and emotionally.

Doctor Isles sat down at her laptop, she closed out of the programs, which she had left open, and turned it off. She had to check on Jane, so she was going to head home.

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Maura unlocked the door to her and Jane's place. They had only moved in about a month before and it already felt so normal and wonderful for the two of them.

She walked in and locked the door behind her, putting her handbag on the coat rack beside the door, with Jane's. The doctor then turned around and found her love sound asleep on the couch. Jo Friday was asleep behind Jane's legs. She woke hearing someone walking in but seeing that it was just her other owner, she went back to sleep.

Maura sighed and walked over to the couch, stepping over Bass who was resting by the coffee table. "Jane? Baby?" murmured Maura, brushing back the Detective's messy dark brown loose ringlets.

Unhappy at being disturbed, Jane groaned and rolled over, which in turn upset Jo, who then jumped off the couch and ran off. "Leave... alone... Sleep," Jane muttered in her sleep, not really being able to form a sentence.

"Jane, wake up and talk to me, sweetie," Maura practically begged her partner.

With a stretch and frustrated sigh, Jane finally opened her eyes and was greeted by her lover's face. "Hey..."

"Hi, baby, " whispered Maura and leaned forward a little. She kissed Jane on the lips and caressed her cheek. "Janie, you're really worrying me," she informed the detective.

Jane yawned and rubbed her eyes. "I know, honey, I'm sorry," she whispered back, reaching up to cup the doctor's cheek. "I just need a good night's sleep and a cuddle with my baby." Rizzoli rubbed noses with Isles before sitting up.

"Then I'll will take you to bed, gorgeous," replied Maura, standing back up.

She offered her hand, which Jane gladly took, letting her girlfriend help her up."

And letting in close to the doctor, refusing to let go of her hand, Jane whispered tiredly, "Take me to bed, Maur."