Hey guys,

This story is more than likely only going to be a two or three chapter story.

I hope you like it.

MissToastie x

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It was 12:18am and 18 minutes into Jane's birthday, the day before had been a day to remember, Jane had finally worked up the courage to end things with Casey, as much as she loved him, she wasn't in love with him. She enjoyed spending time with him, though she didn't want to spend the rest of her life with him, or any 'him' for that matter. Her mum, Angela, was beyond devastated to say the least. Mama Rizzoli had basically planned their wedding, named their children, and chosen their school. Frankie and Tommy treated him like a brother, even though Frankie had been very protective over Jane at first; he eventually grew to like Casey. Hell everyone did, he was a fantastic guy. And maybe one day, in the future, he and Jane could be friends again, but that was up to Casey.

Yep, Jane Rizzoli finally walked on out of the closet and told everyone that she was indeed a lesbian. Her family had basically disowned her, well, in Jane's eyes anyway, realistically, they just needed time, they were angry and hurt which made Jane angry and hurt. Korsak, Frost and everyone else at office were confused but happy for Jane, a few had always assumed she was gay, fitting the typical stereotype, which Jane heard the odd person say behind her back that day at the office, it took all her strength to not reach for her gun and pop a cap in the ass of every son of a bitch who claimed to be a friend but bitched behind her back.

Her beautiful best friend, Maura Isles, sorry, Doctor Maura Isles, was amazing as always and supported Jane's life style, she was away on some doctors conference, and had to find out via a phone conversation, from Angela, a very angry Angela at that, demanding to know if Maura knew all this time about her Janie being gay. Which resulted in Maura calling Jane and asking what was going on.

*Flashback conversation*

"Detective Rizzoli"

'Jane? I've just had your mother on the phone to me, crying and asking if I knew about you being gay. What's going on?' Maura asked calmly down the phone. She was always so calm. Damn her.

"Fucking hell" Jane growled down the phone.

'Language, Jane!' Maura gasped.

"Everything is so messed up Maur. I was waiting for you to come back. I wanted you to know first, before everyone, before Casey, before Ma, you deserved to know first" Jane held back tears as she walked out of the office so no one else heard her speak to her best friend.

'So it's true?' Maura paused. 'Casey deserved to know first'

Jane took a deep breath and stepped inside of the elevator, pressing the emergency button and sitting in the corner. "I'm sorry"

'I would have liked to have found out another way other than your mother calling me upset, and angry, Jane' Maura sighed down the phone. She was hurt.

"Maura"

"Yes?"

'Me, your best friend, who is the biggest idiot in the whole entire world, who is falling apart without you here to catch me, who needs you here to hold me up, who's family hates her, who's colleagues are talking behind her back" Jane paused and took a deep breath. "Is a raging homosexual"

Maura laughed. "I can't say I'm not shocked, Jane. But, I am happy for you and I love you dearly."

"I love you" Jane began to cry.

"Jane? Jane what is it" Maura was concerned. "Talk to me, tell me."

"I just need you here"

*End flashback conversation*

After work had finished that day, Jane had walked down to the cafe to see if she could sort things out with her ma, it was Jane's birthday in the morning, and Jane did hate not being on talking terms with her family, especially her mother, regardless of how much Angela Rizzoli pissed her off, she was still her mother and she loved her and wanted acceptance. But, Jane didn't get that, instead, she got the cold shoulder, from bother Angela, and Frankie. Was being a lesbian really this bad? Ma would still have grand kids, did she not realise that?

So with her family hating her, her work mates being assholes, and Maura being in New York, Jane headed back to her apartment, but of course she had to go back there as Casey was packing the last of his things, not that he had much there, a bag full of crap from a 6 month relationship. Jane didn't even want to attempt conversation, she knew Casey was angry and hurt, like everyone else, but at least she wasn't, right? Right. Jane was doing something for herself for once. And Jane was really tired of having sex with Casey, being bored and uncomfortable during the whole thing, waiting for him to finish and go to sleep, then going to the bathroom and finishing herself off while thinking of having sex with girls, sometimes even taking her computer with her to watch videos, yes she got off to porn, but fuck, something had to get her off. After Casey packed his bags, left his key and slammed the door behind him, Jane being Jane headed to the fridge and grabbed a beer, given it was her last one, she was pissed and decided she would scull that and head out for the night, and she did just that.

Jane, dressed as Jane, simple black pants, blue v neck shirt and a black jacket with her hair wild and untamed, walked into the lesbian bar a few streets from hers, 'Down Under', This should be good. For the first time in ages, she didn't care what anyone thought. She wanted to be around people of her kind, she wanted to dance close with women, hell if she had her way, by the end of the night she'd get to fuck someone.

Which of course, she did. It was her first time, in the toilets at Down Under, classy Detective Rizzoli. But god damn did it feel fucking amazing. Her name was Chelsea, and she was good with her fingers, her tongue, her legs, her mouth, her words, her everything. They had been dancing nice and close on the dance floor, Chelsea had come up behind Jane and started rubbing her hands over Jane's petite breasts, bam, insert erect nipples here. Jane leant her body back into Chelsea's, feeling hard nipples on her back. And here we have a slow throbbing in between Jane's legs. A few more dirty dancing and sloppy kissing before Chelsea grabbed Jane's arm and led her to the bathroom and threw her into the first available stall. Mouth on mouth, biting, nipping, sucking. Arms were all over the place. Jane's jacket was thrown to the floor, Chelsea meant business. Shit. Jane didn't even hesitate following suit. She didn't even care if this was her first time with a girl. She wasn't nervous. She was fucking horny and all she wanted was fingers, mouth, tongue, something, anything inside her, as long as it was from a female and not a male, never a male, ever again.

Chelsea unbuttoned Jane's pants and slid them down; her knee went in between Jane's legs, making Jane spread her legs open for her. Chelsea slid her hand down Jane's toned stomach, she was biting at her neck, sucking hard, it was going to leave a mark, she was going to have a hickey, a slut mark, a love bite from a girl for the first time and shit that was making her excited. Bam. Chelsea slid her fingers inside Jane's panties and rolled her fingers around Jane's clit before sliding down and inserting two fingers inside Jane's warm, wet pussy. "You are so fucking wet" Chelsea growled in Jane's ear. Jane moaned. Holy shit. This was what she always wanted. Hot passionate sex. She had never been so aroused in her whole life. She lift her leg up and leaned it on the wall. One leg up, one leg down, her hips thrust in rhythm with Chelsea's fingers, as Chelsea circled Jane's clit with thumb while her fingers worked her soaking wet hole. Jane felt herself dripping and her inner walls started to get tighter, she knew she wasn't far off. She grabbed Chelsea's free hand and placed it under her shirt and on her breast, making her grab her breast. Oh god. This was it. She was going to come. Chelsea could feel the tightness of Jane around her fingers and she quickly worked her fingers, in and out, in and out, circling the clit faster and faster, rubbing, grabbing, kneading Jane's breast in her hand. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck" Jane felt her whole body tense, her leg almost went into cramp and she swore she'd go on a shooting rampage if she were to cramp right now, but she didn't. She came, hard, fast, and exhaustingly. Her leg slipped down and she fell to the ground. Her breathing rapid and her pupils dilated. Had she really waited all this time to fuck a girl? Or be fucked by a girl? What the fuck?! Chelsea stood up and leaned against the wall, she was exhausted. Jane licked her lips and looked at the view that was in front of her, Chelsea dressed in jeans, her crotch close to her mouth.

Jane grinned, cheekily. She had the best idea of all. She unbuttoned and unzipped Chelsea's jeans and tugged them down, silently cursing skinny jeans as they clung to the legs, she rolled down the pretty lacy underwear and smiled at the shaven haven in front of her. Fuck. She smelt good. Jane leant forward and slowly inserted her tongue inside of Chelsea, licking her way up until she found the clit, she nibbled and sucked at that as Chelsea moaned and leaned over Jane against the wall. She tasted good. Chelsea squirmed around as Jane licked her clit, Jane not breaking from where she was licking, Chelsea freed one leg from her jeans and placed it on the toilet lid, opening her legs a little, Jane placed a finger inside of Chelsea and quickly added another one at the demand of Chelsea. A few finger pumps later and quick licks of the clit, Chelsea came quickly. It was over fast. They were dressing and exchanging numbers. They said their goodbyes and Jane headed home, buying a few beers for her place. She just had a sex with a girl. For the first time. She was definitely a lesbian. Her first taste of a girl and she wanted more.

...

"Go Janie, it's your birthday, I'ma party like it's your birthday, I'ma sip Bacardi like it's your birthday, and you know THEY don't give a fuck that it's your birthday!" Jane drunkenly danced around her apartment, singing loudly, it was 2am, and she was nowhere near ready to go to bed, holding one beer in her left hand and one beer in her right. She felt happy, despite everything that was going on in her life, she felt happy, probably because she just got her fingers wet, and that she was hysterically drunk. But non-the-less, she was happy. And that's all that mattered.

Jane was interrupted by a knock at the door. She sighed and turned the music down a touch, placing her beers on the table, knowing it was probably the damn neighbours coming to complain about the music being so loud at such a ridiculous hour. She had a quick look in the mirror, and laughed at herself, she was way past drunk, there was definitely no passing go and no getting $200 if she were playing monopoly now, whatever that saying meant. Jane brushed the hair behind her ears and opened the door. "Maura!" Jane exclaimed.

Maura stood with her luggage at the door. She looked exhausted. She smiled and fell into Jane's arms. "I am sooooo tired"

"You're back" Jane whispered.

"You said you needed me" Maura pulled from the hug and allowed Jane to help her in the house with her luggage. "So I cancelled my last meetings and caught the next flight home, besides, I can't miss my best friend's birthday, can I?" Maura beamed.

"I'm glad I have you Maur" Jane walked over to Maura and cuddled into her.

"Come, sit, tell me everything that's been going on" Maura walked over to the couch, kicked off her shoes and cuddled up next to Jo Friday.

Jane rubbed her head and walked over to join Maura and Jo on the couch. She was thankful that she had taken tomorrow off from work in advanced; sleep was definitely going to be needed.