Say Anything

Disclaimer: Jane and Maura don't belong to me. I don't own anything. You can ask my parents.

A/N: As the summary says, this is based on "Say anything" by Anderson East and Jill Andrews because everytime I hear this song I can't help but think of rizzles. So I made this thing. And I really hope that you like the thing and that let me know what you think, just try to be gentle if you are going to criticize. Also, english it's not my first language so it there's some mistake, I apologize in advance.

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They were coming back from interrogate a suspect. Korsak was driving very slowly to Jane dismay. They had an argument before but Korsak just throw his rank at her and now she was sitting at the passenger seat. They didn't have anything to talk about so Korsak just put up the volume of the radio.

The soft voice of Jill Andrews and Anderson East singing "Say anything" came through the sound system of the car.

Jane wasn't really paying attention to the music. She was thinking about how much paperwork she needs to do before going home.

Korsak on the other hand begun to tap the steer wheel at the rhythm of the song, paying special attention to the lyrics while driving them back to the precinct. He was actually intrigued about the lyrics. Clearly something important needs to be said and by the sound of it, it was a romantic song. Maybe the guy wanted to propose with the song? He keeps listening, until the very end of the song.

And I can't wait another day to say the words that I always wanted to say

Here it comes…

And Darling, I pray for you to feel the same way

Come on…

All I want to say is

Is…..

I love you

"What? That was it?" He made a face, not believing what he was hearing. He puffed saying "Kids these days."

Jane looked at him surprise at his outburst. Nothing had happened on the road. There were no kids. Right?

"What's wrong with you, Korsak?" she asked almost laughing at the expression on the face of the old detective.

"This song it's unbelievable!" So this was about a song? Really?

"Sorry, I wasn't paying that much attention. What's wrong with the song? It seems pretty nice to me."

"Are you serious? Did you hear the lyrics?" He asked without understanding why Jane didn't saw his point.

"Uhhh.. No?" She knew was she was getting into by asking that. Probably Korsak would start to rant about the lyrics and how the songs the kids listen these days are mostly about sex and drugs and cars and blah blah blah.

"This guy spend all the song basically saying that he has something important to say and the girl encouraged him to tell her and he says that he just hope that she feels the same," he was so frustrated.

"Uh so?" Jane really didn't see what the point was. The lyric didn't sound that bad.

"So, he spends the all song preparing her and at the end all he wanted to say was that he loves her! Can you believe it?"

Korsak look at her with his eyes wide open. Jane couldn't suppress the laugh at the expression and the ridiculous argument.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she said, trying to control her face, "for some reason this may be a problem with you because…"

"Because apparently he was in a relationship with her and he had to go through all that trouble to just tell her that he loves her? You don't suppose to throw all that just to tell that to someone!"

Jane couldn't believe it, they were really discussing a song?

"What's wrong with it? Maybe he wasn't ready to tell her before. Maybe he was waiting for the perfect time. Or maybe he thought that he may lose her if he confesses his love." What?

"The perfect time? Are you kidding me? There's no such a thing as 'the perfect time'! You got to tell the people you care about that you love them while you still can." Korsak said. "What if, for some reason, he didn't saw her again? Life change in an instant and you got to tell them the importants thing while they can still hear you. Had you ever thought about it?" She looked at Jane with a questioning expression on his face.

Of course she has thought about it. She had thought about it many years ago when she came home after her partner's funeral. And several weeks after that. She kept thinking about how she didn't told him enough how great he was. A great partner. A fantastic friend. She thought about how he never told him how much she loves him. Still she didn't do anything about it. She thought he knew.

"Jane?" Korsak said again, waiting for an answer.

She was lost in her thought and was caught off guard at her ex partner question. "Huh?"

He noticed that Jane was in another world. And he knew in who she thinking about. He was thinking the same.

After the longest car drive according to Jane, they arrived at the precinct (finally) and while Korsak parked on the front of the building, Jane was praying internally for him to stop this conversation. Love wasn't really her favorite topic. What was the point of loving someone if you couldn't be with her? Her.

As they were ready to get out of the car Korsak couldn't help but notice the change in Jane's face. It wasn't a face of regret or grieve or memories for what she was thinking. It was a face of… love. So at some point something change and they weren't thinking about the same person anymore.

He saw it as the perfect time to push some strings. He knew in who she was thinking about this time, too. He could see it in her eyes. She had this special look that was reserved for just one person. He knew her well enough to recognize it. But he also knew that talking about it was like walking on thin ice.

Jane started walking faster to the cafeteria thinking that if she hurried enough, with all the people around them, he would finally drop the topic.

There was no such luck. Korsak started to walk faster trying to catch her pace. "If you never see someone you truly care anymore, wouldn't you like them to know how much you care? How much you love them?" He told her almost out of breath.

Damn. I tried. "Uh... Yes, I guess..." Just as they were reaching a table, her mother approached them. "I mean, I tell my Ma that I love her all the time." It was a desperate try to change the destiny of the conversation that she sensed he was trying to guide and she was desperately trying to avoid.

"Yes you do, because she is always persistent to remind it too." He looked at Angela's direction with an apologetic look and ordered just a coffee for him and Jane, hoping for she to left them alone so he could continue, "But what about other people?"

In perfect timing, the distinctive clicks of someone's heels could be heard entering the other end of the cafeteria and walking to them, "Oh! Just in time!"

She gave him a dead look in the eyes that he masterly avoided. He was used to it anyway.

"Doctor Isles, for example."

Please don't. The dead look hadn't worked and she was now almost pleading with her eyes. Unfortunately, that didn't work either.

"What about me?" Maura said cheerfully looking between the Sergeant and her friend as she aproached their table, trying to decipher the expression on Jane's face.

"Would you like to sit with us for a little while?" Korsak asked completely ignoring Jane's glare.

"Of course sergeant, what's wrong?" she answered while she moved a stool a little closer to Jane and sat between the two detectives.

"Nothing particularly wrong, we were just talking about love." Says Korsak nonchalantly.

"Really?" She said raising a perfect eyebrow at Jane's direction, receiving a nod. "Love it's one of my favorite reactions!"

"Oh god. Here it comes." Jane said softly with a hand on her forehead as her friend started to recall the scientific facts about love.

"Actually it's a conjunction of more than one chemical reaction. People often associate it with the heart and I've never really understood why, the process actually occur in the brain due to the action of endorphins-"

"Maura," first try.

"- and other neurotransmitters like phenylethylamine-". No luck.

"Maura," tried Jane again a little louder.

"- dopamine and-" It wasn't working. Maura was too engrossed in her little world full of science and fascinating things and-

"MAURA!"

"-Norepinephrine." Maura finished in a much lower tone of voice just to finish the idea. Finally.

Korsak watched the scene unfolded in front of him with great amusement as all the cops on the cafeteria turned to look at them after Jane's outburst.

Jane rubbed her eyes, sighed and explained, "We weren't talking about the love as a reaction. The old man here, was talking about it as a feeling."

Almost perplexed, Maura just stood there staring at her best friend. Her best friend who absolutely hates the word feelings, hates to feel them, express them and even more talk about them, was talking about the strongest of all.. with Korsak?

Wait. What love has to do with me? Did Jane told him something? About... me? It can't be, can it?

She felt like hours had passed before she spoke again, "There's something you want to tell me? Last time we talked two hours ago you weren't in love with anyone". Jane just groan and tried to hide her face behind her hands. Wouldn't be great if the earth could just magically open and eat her?

Jane opened her mouth to respond, but before a word came out of her mouth Korsak was talking again, "No, not the in love kind of love. Just.. love. And how important it's to say the people you care about that you love them while you still can."

Maura was still confused. They weren't working on a passionate murder or something like that and she didn't understand the point of the topic, "May I ask where all this conversation is coming from?"

"Just a song that we heard on the radio"

"Oh"

"Korsak is worried and all frustrated because 'kids these days don't express their feelings'" said Jane, mocking him.

"Hey don't laugh! It's true. When I was growing up, if you loved someone you just told them, that way you could start a healthy relationship without hiding anything and saving you the trouble to write a whole song just to tell them that, because, let's be honest, he wasn't saying anything else about how he felt."

"Yeah, you just 'tell them', that's why you were married 3 times. So sure of your feelings."

"You are missing the point here"

"Which is…"

"Be honest with the people about your feelings!"

Maura was still a little confused and looking back and forth between the detectives. "I thought you weren't talking about a romantic relationship."

"We are not!" said Korsak getting more and more frustrated with the time. He needed accelerate this, "You for example, how often Miss I-don't-like-to-express-my-feelings here has told you that she loves you?"

"Korsak," tried to say Jane as a warning.

"I…" Maura was trying to think about it.

Korsak noted the thoughtful expression of her face and decide to help her, "let me rephrase it, how many times Jane has say it to you. Just give me a number."

Maura's face didn't change. She just kept thinking but couldn't remember. She couldn't lie without breaking into hives but she did what she did best: deflect, "I.. Jane has her own ways to express her feelings," At the suggestive face that Korsak did she clarified, "I mean I know that she cares about me by the way she acts and protects me and all that kind of stuff."

"Hey, Jane is right here!"

Korsak just ignored her and continued questioning the doctor, "We all know how she is, but that's not what I asked," he said almost with a playful tone. He knew he had caught her. He has the feeling that, unlike to everyone else, maybe Jane was a real softie when it came to Maura, "How many times has she directly told you that she loves you?"

"Uhh.." Think, Maura, think.

Jane look at her expecting to hear what the doctor was going to say, although she already knew the answer.

"None," she finally said with a whisper and her head down. Korsak wasn't sure he had heard correctly.

"What?"

Maura raised her head and repeated a little louder this time, "None."

Jane just closed her eyes and sighed. She couldn't see the disappointed in Maura's hazel eyes even though her friend hadn't turned her head in her direction to look at her.

"Not even once?" asked Korsak again, he just couldn't believe it.

She looked down and shook her head. "Excuse me. I… I have to go"

"Maura don't-" Jane tried to say but the doctor just raised her hand as she walked away as fast as she could from the café.

"Oh man" says Korsak, with his eyes closed, trying to digest what had just happened.

"See what you did?" asked him a very angry Jane.

"What I did? Are you kidding me?" and again some of the cops that were around turn to look at them. It was quite a show. Jane had to admit that she wasn't expecting an outburst like that. He tried to continue in a much calmer voice, "That woman right there has been your best friend for years! YEARS! She is the person that has sat right by your side every single time that you've been stupid enough to hurt yourself. Every. Single. Time. She wouldn't even stand up to go eat something or change of clothes, your mother had to bring her a change of clothes every day until you woke up. She is the only one that was capable to put up with you when you were being a jerk to everyone. She has been with you all the time. And I've seen how you treated her sometimes, but I've always thought that it was just something between the two of you. Like some kind of joke. That's just how you are. But this? I mean.. You've been friends for years and you have never told her you love her? You, more than anyone, know how important is for her to feel loved, and you failed her. I mean.. I'm sorry, I knew that sometimes you could be kind of stupid, but I didn't know you could be THIS much stupid."

And with that he stood up and left the café as well, leaving a very stunned Jane sitting with her mouth agape open in an empty table.

What had just happened? Did Korsak really told her all that? Korsak? She had never seen him so pissed in all the years that she knew him. What was his business anyway? She knew that she had never told her best friend how she felt, how much she appreciate her and every day she thought of a new way of saying it. But she had found other ways of telling Maura that she cares for her. She actually did it everyday by remembering her to put on her seatbelt or asking her to text when she got home late at night to let her know that she is safe, or just dropping by at the morgue at lunch time with a salad when they were working on a hard case because she knew that Maura wouldn't leave until she had a lead or something for them. That was her way of telling 'I love you', but actually saying the words? No. She couldn't. She couldn't just say it in a way when she actually wanted it to mean another completely different thing. Well not that much different, just… more. God, so much more. But she couldn't risk it. She just couldn't lose her.

Jane was so deep in her thoughts that she didn't listened her mother approaching her until the older woman put a hand on her shoulder, making her jump. She turned her head to look at her mother, still with her mouth open.

"I'm sorry sweetheart I didn't mean to scare you. But I just couldn't help but overhear what just happened."

Jane just closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "ma, not you too. Please."

Angela raised her hands in surrender, "I just wanted to tell you that I love you and I know that you love her too. I don't know why are you making such a big deal of telling her just that, but that's up to you. Just… honey, Korsak's right. Sometimes there's no other next time, there's not a second chance, sometimes is now or never. I'm not trying to be dramatic," Jane looked at her and tilted her head rising her eyebrows as saying 'really?', "I'm really not, baby. I'm just trying to open your eyes. They are just three words, but that three words could mean so much to her."

Jane closed her eyes again. Should she tell her mother why she just couldn't do it? She could use some advice after all. But.. her mother?

"Ma," she took a deep breath again and looked at her mother in the eyes, "I just can't tell her. They are not just three words to me. I.." She paused to reconsider what was about to say and to who she was about to say it.

Too late. Her phone decided that exact moment to ring.

"Rizzoli," She answered it with a sigh, "okay, I'm on my way." Saved by the bell.

"Ma I have to go." She said standing up.

"I know baby. Just think about it. We'll find another time to talk." Or not.

"I will. Thanks Ma, I love you." She said giving Angela a kiss on the cheek.

"I know that too," she answered while Jane stood up and started walking out. "And I also know you love her, too," Jane was able to hear just before she exit the café.

A/N 2: So that's the thing. I hope you enjoy it and if you like it I appreciate if you could take a second and let me know to see if I should continue this or not :)