Chapter 1: I don't know, is it?

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Rizzoli & Isles or any of the characters in it.
(Casey is NOT partially paralyzed in this story.)

Jane's Apartment:

"What are you trying to do, seduce me?" Jane asked Casey. "Cause it's not working." She tried to lie. They dated in high school and for a long time after that, but they Casey entered the Army and got deployed after that.

"Yeah, I doubt that. You were always vulnerable when it came to seduction. You were also good at seducing people yourself." He said as he walked over the now blush Jane.

"Hmmm, I don't know, am I?" She asked as Casey came close enough to where their lips met. Jane missed these days. It killed her to break up with him when he went for deployment, but he had to go. Jane took a breath and Casey to the chance and stuck his tongue in. Their tongues danced for a while. Jane took off him shirt.

"Are you sure Jane?" Casey asked very curiously. She had never made the first move. Normally other men did and they risked their life in the process.

"Don't know, am I?" She asked again as her hands drifted from around his neck to his pants; his cargo pants that he came back in from a tour that day.

Casey didn't hesitate to back away. He also missed her. She was his only love, his high school sweetheart. Casey kissed her on the lips as he finished taking off his pants. He started to kiss her neck as she let out a moan. Jane took off her shirt as they made their way to Jane's room. "Yeah, I'm sure." Jane said smiling as he bit her lip. Casey smiled and took off her bra. He kissed her chest and made it down to her right breast. He sucked her breast and she let out another moan.

Two moans on Jane in one night means Jane must really want the man. Maura had a thought for a good year or so that Jane not only liked and has liked Casey, but was she was possibly in love with him. That thought happened to be true, Jane just never admitted it.

Casey moved up and eventually got inside her. Another moan came from Jane. Casey kissed her again and began to thrust, getting faster and faster. He slowed down and fell to her side. Not only was Jane in shock, but she was in love. They haven't 'dated' in 17 years. Now she was having sex him. After all, they haven't slept together in almost 3 years. He falls to her side and sighs.

"That was excellent." Jane admitted not realizing it.

"Well I hope, after all, I am amazing." Casey said. Jane punched him and then rolled over on top of him. "What, another round?" She kissed him with more passion that Jane will every give to one man, only she wanted Casey. She didn't want anything else, but him. She felt that Casey was the only one that saw her inner beauty. After all, he knew her the longest. All of her other 'male acquaintances' knew her for three months maximum. Casey knew her for over half her life and he meant more than all of her previous boyfriends or 'male acquaintances' put together. He was her first time and that was a week before her 18 birthday and 2 days before his deployment.

"Don't ruin the moment." Jane said giving a little chuckle and the hint to Casey that it was a joke.

"Ha! What moment?" Casey asked replying with a chuckle as well.

"I am on top of you and have a good shot of hurting you with more pain than you getting shot while in a tour." She said with a little hint of a threat.

"Oh, really?" Casey asked as both hands grasped her waist and turned her over making him the one on top. "How'd you like that?" He asked biting her lip and sucking on it.

"Well, you're still in danger, but I'll let that slide." She replied. "I don't want you to go, but my brothers are coming over early tomorrow and I think their reaction might be worse than my mother's last time."

"Yeah, I might go. I don't think I want a repeat of that. I'll stop by in the morning." Casey said as he sat up and got dressed. He looked at Jane and gave her a peck on the lips. "See you tomorrow morning." He mentioned as he closed the door.

Jane got dressed and sat on the couch. She turned on the TV to the Red Sox game. She missed ninety percent of the game, but just as Sox got a grand slam, Jane's phone rings. She finds her phone in the pocket of her work jacket. It's Casey. She smiles and answers. "Rizzoli?" She says.

"Is this Jane Rizzoli?" He asks.

"I don't know, is it?" Jane asks wondering why he didn't just say her name.

"Do you know a Charles Jones?" He asks making Jane confused.

"Casey. C'mon. Stop. I know it's you." Jane says a little playful.

"This is Lieutenant James Grant with the Cambridge Police Department, Jane." Jane's mouth dropped as he heard Joseph Grant's brother, as well as an old boyfriend, on the phone; Casey's phone. "Sargent Major Charles Jones has been in an accident." Jane started to cry.

"What! What! It can't be! Jim! It's me, Jane! That's not Casey! It can't be!" Jane screamed.

"Jane, he is being transported to Boston City Hospital." Jim told the worried Jane as he heard the phone drop and disconnect because the battery fell out.