Title: Carbon Copy

By: Bailee

Summary: Jane gets the one phone call she never wanted to get. One shot.

Disclaimer: I don't own, I rent.

A/N: This one requires a tiny bit of explanation. First of all, I absolutely hate the entire Paddy Doyle storyline. Maura's backstory in the books is a zillion times better and I will be forever disappointed that JTam changed it. There is one particular scene from Body Double that I wish more than anything would have been done on the show, mostly because I know Angie would absolutely KILL it.

Since I have no way of actually making that happen, this is my compromise. This is basically a rewrite of that scene from the book the way I think it would have happened on the show. Because let's face it, their relationship is way different on the show than in the books.

Don't worry if you haven't read the book though, no prior knowledge is necessary; I just wanted to explain my inspiration.

Takes place around 1.09-ish; pre-Doyle; post-Hoyt.

Enjoy!

Carbon Copy

Jane had been dreading this date all week. There was nothing really wrong with him, but she was just not in the mood to entertain some guy when she would much rather be sitting at home with a beer, watching the game. As if her phone was psychic, it started to ring and Jane thanked her lucky stars that she would have an excuse to leave early.

"Rizzoli."

"Jane, I'm sorry, but…you need to come. You need to come now."

"What? Come where? Korsak, what's going on?"

"Jane, it's…it's Maura."

Jane felt the blood drain from her face and she was sure her heart stopped beating. She blinked quickly for several seconds, tears already filling her eyes. "What happened?"

"Just come to her house now. I'll explain when you get here."

Jane hung up the phone and returned it to her jacket pocket, then turned to her date and started to speak before he beat her to the punch.

"It's okay, Jane. Obviously you have somewhere else you need to be. Do you want me to drive you?"

Jane shook her head; trying to form words was pointless. She quickly stood and bolted out the door to her car and sped off in the direction of her best friend's house. She could feel her heart pounding in her throat and she continually wiped the tears from her eyes to get a better view of the road.

Maybe she should have let him drive her there.

She couldn't stop herself from hitting the speed dial and trying Maura's phone. Maybe this was some mistake, some cruel joke. Maura would pick up and Jane could hear her voice and everything would be okay.

But it went straight to voicemail.

Jane felt her stomach drop as she arrived in front of Maura's house, four cruisers and the M.E. van parked out front, lights flashing, her driveway already taped off.

She nearly forgot to put the car in park before she was throwing the door open and rushing toward Korsak, who was standing next to Maura's driveway. She could literally feel her heart breaking; she knew by the look on his face that her worst fears were coming true.

Maura was gone.

"Jane, I'm so sorry," he said as she approached. She choked back a sob as she saw the body of her best friend, blood dripping down her face, skin pale white.

"No. No. No. This can't be real. No. It can't be. She's not even supposed to be here, she is in D.C. for that conference."

"She came back today, Jane. You know that."

"But…no."

Jane continued to shake her head, and then closed her eyes as if the entire world would disappear if she shut them tight enough.

Why would anyone want to kill Maura?

Maura was sweet, kind, loving, and beautiful; she was the greatest person Jane had ever known. How could anyone want her dead?

She had been killed by a single shot to the head. Jane knew the image would haunt her for the rest of her life, every single time she closed her eyes, she would see Maura's cold, pale face. She didn't know how to go on without her.

Maura was everything.

It wasn't just her job that would be different now, Maura had some how crept into every single crevice of her life, they worked together, they ate together, they worked out together, they spent nearly all their free time together.

Life would be so empty now.

When that thought hit her, Jane felt her knees give out and she collapsed to the ground, landing on her knees. She leaned forward, wrapping her arms around her stomach, pulling them as tight around herself as she could. Her head fell forward and was covered by her dark curls and she let out a sob.

She hadn't even realized she had been crying.

She felt Korsak touch her shoulder, careful not to get too close, but still letting her know he was still there for her. They both knew he couldn't begin to understand what she was feeling right now, but he would try nonetheless.

Jane had no idea how much time had passed, but it felt like hours. Her tears began to subside at times, only to become uncontrollable again in seconds. Eventually, Korsak left her alone to process and she was thankful for the moment to grieve Maura by herself.

"Jane! Jane, what's going on? Why are there so many cops here? And why are you on the ground?"

The detective's head snapped up and over her shoulder in the direction of the voice. When she saw the figure approaching her, she stood and moved faster than she knew possible. She wrapped the woman in the tightest hug she could manage and simply held her, tears still falling.

Moments later she pulled back, a look of disbelief on her face.

"I don't even care if you're just a hallucination, just please don't leave me."

"Hallucination? Why would I be a hallucination? Jane, what's going on? Why are you crying?"

"Maur, I saw you…you were…you're dead. So you can't be standing here. So you must be some sort of dream."

"I assure you I am not dead. And I am not a dream. I am very much alive."

"No, I saw you. You were…you were shot."

Jane hugged her again, still convinced the woman in front of her was most definitely not real, but she couldn't bring herself to care. Somehow or another, Maura was here, in her arms, real or not, that was something she would never be able to complain about.

Maura pulled back and grabbed Jane's hand, bringing it to rest on her chest, just above her heart.

"Feel that?" she asked Jane softly, "Alive."

The brunette pulled her into another hug, unwilling to let go. She was certain as soon as she did, whatever this was would end and she would have to go back to a world where Maura didn't exist.

That was a world she couldn't bear to live in.

"Doctor Isles? Is that you?"

Jane pulled away slightly upon hearing Korsak's voice behind her, but still didn't fully let go of the blonde. As long as she could touch her, she couldn't disappear.

"Of course it's me! Korsak, can you please explain what's going on? Why does Jane think I am dead? I'm not dead!"

Jane relaxed her hand only slightly when she realized Korsak could see Maura as well. Surely they couldn't be having the same hallucination, right? That had to mean Maura was real.

Or that she was hallucinating that Korsak could see her too.

Brains are so strange.

"You better come with me, Doc."

Korsak motioned for Maura to follow him to the driveway and she began to walk that direction, Jane still with one arm around her waist, holding her tightly, afraid she might slip away.

When the body came into view, she gasped and froze, tears filling her eyes. "Who is that?"

No one had an answer for her.

The woman lying on the ground seemed to be an exact replica of Maura Isles; she had the same honey blonde hair, the same nose, and the same jawline. She appeared to be perfectly identical to the doctor.

"Why don't you guys go inside? We can handle the rest and we will figure this out tomorrow."

Maura felt herself nodding, though no part of her wanted to leave this alone. She had to know who this woman was. Clearly, this wasn't a coincidence. How else would a woman who looked exactly like her end up dead in her driveway?

And then the even more chilling thought came to her mind.

What if they were really after me?

- R & I -

That night, Jane spent the night at Maura's house. Neither was ready to be alone. Jane made sure she stayed within a few feet of Maura at all times and made sure they were touching as much as she could. Tonight she needed to be reminded that Maura was real. She was here.

She's not dead.

Maura returned from getting ready for bed in her bathroom, the first time they had been apart since she arrived home, to find Jane stretched out on her side of the bed.

She smiled to herself and climbed under the covers, scooting as close to Jane as she could manage. Without a word, Jane rolled over on her side and rested her head on Maura's chest, her ear on top of the doctor's heart. Instinctively, Maura wrapped her arms around her best friend and the two instantly melded together.

After a few more moments of silence, Maura was the first to speak.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No."

The silence hung heavy, Maura was dying to know what was going through Jane's mind, but she knew her best friend well. She knew if she pushed her too hard, she would shut down and they would get nowhere.

Maybe a half hour went by, despite both being exhausted, neither could make sleep come. They hadn't moved an inch; Maura figured they wouldn't for the rest of the night.

"I thought I lost you."

Maura breathed in deeply and squeezed her arms even tighter, pulling Jane as close as she could.

"I know. But you didn't. I'm still right here."

Maura lifted one hand to Jane's cheek and wiped the tear that had just fallen. "I'm still here, Jane."

Jane pulled away slightly and propped her head up on her hand, then turned to look at the doctor. She sighed slightly and tucked a stray blonde curl behind her friend's ear. "I don't know what I would do without you, Maur."

Maura took in another deep breath and turned on her side to face Jane before responding. "Well that's a simple question, really. You'd keep doing what you've always done. You'd do your gumshoe thing and figure out who killed me and then you would keep on living your life."

"You really don't get it, do you?" Jane gave her a small smile and a shake of her head. "You mean everything to me, Maur. Nothing would be simple without you."

With that, she laid her head on Maura's chest once again and closed her eyes, finally drifting off to sleep. Maura rested her own head against Jane's and felt herself beginning to fall asleep as well.

She had no idea who the woman in her driveway was, but surely she and Jane could figure it out.

Together.

Just like it should be.

- R & I -

A/N: I hope you guys liked this! I don't really plan to continue this story, what Tess did was brilliant and I could in no way do better, so if you want to know what happened, read the book! I just wanted to give my interpretation of what it would have been like had they done this on the show. But I guess if you guys really want it enough, I could sum up the rest of the story in the book in the same way. Oh, and I hope no one is too disappointed by the lack of romance in this one; it was a challenge for me to not put it in there. Anyway, let me know what you think!