Prologue - Silence

Jane hadn't spoken to Maura since the day she shot Paddy. She couldn't understand why Maura was punishing her for defending herself! It made Jane feel like Maura valued that fucking Paddy's life over hers. She gets that he's her father and all, but why give her the cold shoulder because of doing something that was instinctive?

She was a cop. She lived and breathed justice. And knowing that Patrick Doyle was in custody gave her the greatest satisfaction that one could ever have. But regardless of how satisfying it was putting him behind bars was, Maura's attitude stole a considerable amount of joy from her.

Jane thumbed through the rest of the papers in the file and sipped on her coffee. Just as she was closing the file, Angela came and sat down opposite of her and sighed.

"That was a big sigh." Jane said looking up at her mother, "What's up?"

Angela shrugged and sighed again.

Jane chuckled, "Okay? Am I supposed to guess what's wrong? Or are you just going to tell me?"

Angela pursed her lips into a pout and smiled. "I'm just thinking about you and Maura."

The very sound of her name made her feel emotional. It was already hard enough being ignored at work, but she also has been ignoring her during the evening time too. They'd never fought this badly before! Even when they did, they'd make up. Or if they had a spat at work, they'd usually make up via text. But there hasn't been any communication in nearly three weeks. And that was an extremely large amount of time according to their friendship time table.

Maura usually couldn't go two hours without texting her some random fact or random selfie. Jane held back the tears that were stinging her eyes as her mother reached across the table and touched her hand.

"Have you talked to her, honey?"

Jane shook her head negatively, "Nope. She's been ignoring my texts and when I call, she sends me into voicemail. I think she blocked my number." She retracted her hand and swigged down a huge gulp of coffee. It burned her esophagus instantly.

"Fuck!" She cursed herself for not thinking about the temperature of the beverage, but at the same time, she was okay with it because that simple stupid act concealed the fact that the tears that now came out of her eyes, were because of her thoughts of Maura's rejection.

"Be careful, Janie," Angela chuckled and patted her hand. "I overheard her talking with Detective Korsak this morning."

"And?"

"And she's going out of town today."

This peaked Jane's curiosity, "Where?"

Angela shrugged, "I don't know."

Jane laughed out loud, "We both know that's bullcrap. You do know."

Angela smiled and leaned forward. "She's headed up to Montpelier."

"Why there?" Jane said sitting back in her seat. That was such a far place to go. Her stomach sank thinking that Maura was trying to get away from her presence.

"She said that she just needed some quiet time to think about things."

"Oh…" Jane said blankly. "But what about that storm front that's supposed to move in? Isn't that a bad idea?"

Angela nodded. "That's exactly what Detective Korsak was trying to explain to her, but we know our Maura. She's a stubborn one."

Jane nodded vacantly. By now she'd caught sight of Maura entering the café. Maura hadn't seen her yet, but as she turned the corner their eyes met. To Jane's surprise, Maura held her gaze for what seemed like hours before finally breaking away and walking over to another table. Jane sighed and looked down at her coffee cup.

"This has got to stop, Janie."

"Tell her that." Jane's voice was low and uncertain. It used to piss her off that Maura was avoiding her, but now, it just bummed her out.

"I have."

"Well it's obvious that she doesn't want to end this… Whatever this is." Jane said looking over at Maura's table. "So I don't care anymore."

"That's a lie. You know you care."

"I certainly don't," Jane fibbed.

Angela reached over to the next table and retrieved a copy of the day's newspaper and showed it to her.

"Oh look at that. I made front page news." Jane rolled her eyes.

"You both did. Seems like everyone keeps talking about you girls being friend-enemas."

"Frienemies, Ma… Frienemies." Jane said shaking her head and suppressing a laugh.

"Whatever! The point is that this is not healthy. You've got to get back what you girls had before Paddy got in the way."

"Tell her that." Jane repeated.

"No…" Angela said standing up, "I'm telling you that. I'm telling you! You need to end this, and end it soon. Because if you don't, your friendship will dissolve right before your eyes and you will not be able to get it back."

Jane lowered her eyes, and Angela reached and lifted her chin.

"I used to think there was no one more stubborn then my Jane Clementine, but then I met Maura."

Jane smiled and nodded. "You are so right about that."

"That's why you need to be the one."

Jane bit down on her lip. "But I didn't do anything wrong."

"That's not the issue here, Baby. In order to save something that you really care about, sometimes you have to apologize even if you didn't do anything wrong."

"Ugh, that sucks,"

Angela chuckled softly and reached into her pocket. "Here, this should help you out a little bit." She said sliding the folded napkin over to her.

Jane retrieved it and smiled. "How did you get the address to where she's going?"

"Actually Korsak got it, because he wanted to know where she'd be in case she was snowed in, he'd send help."

A smile creased Jane's face as she looked up at her mother, "You're amazing, Ma."

"It's the least I can do." She said stroking Jane's face softly. "Maura doesn't need to be alone with this storm moving in. You should go ahead home and pack a few clothes and get there before the weather turns bad."

"I'm not sure if that's a good idea," she laughed nervously. "What, you want WWIII to happen? Me and Maur, snowed up in a house when she obviously hates my guts?"

"She doesn't hate you, silly. And this is probably what you both need in order to mend your relationship." Angela nodded and backed away, "Trust me. What could it hurt?"

So she left Jane sitting there pondering over the idea. Jane watched her mother walk over to Maura's table, and hug and kiss her lightly on the forehead. Oh, what Jane would give to be able to do that again. She trusted her mother and she knew she would never steer her wrong. She quickly entered the address to the house in Montpelier, and calculated her route. Just a little under 3 hours.

That was a perfect drive. She took a deep breath and rose from her seat. She knew Angela was right. She had to be the one to mend the friendship. And she was ready…

A/N: Okay guys this is going to be a fun story. In the beginning, they're still mad at each other, and they aren't Rizzles…YET, but you will quickly see, that once these two get snowed in, that's when the Rizzles sizzle starts to happen. Rated Mature for a reason.