The Detective went home alone, once again, while the ME went out with Lauren, her new girlfriend. Jane shuddered at the thought of another detective with Maura. She was mine. Jane had once had Maura, that time was long gone. They dated for 5 years, the ME broke it off, claiming that it was too difficult dating the detective, that work was Jane's number one priority. This left the both of then helpless, and once again in the world alone. They managed to stay friends more or less. Ok less Jane thought to herself, regretting it. Jane had torn herself apart the past year, "getting over Maura" or the rest of the Rizzoli family, and the rest of the BPD called it "learning to function without her ME" Whichever the case, Jane was still in love with Maura. It then crossed her mind for the tenth time that day: she will get Maura back. But that's not what she wants thought the Detective. If Lauren, the new Detective at the BPD made the ME happy, then Jane didn't want to take it away from her. It was the thought of Lauren being there to hold Maura at night, waking her up every morning, driving her to work, taking care of her. Jane loved to go miles out of her way for Maura. Ups and downs Jane had always been there. If only she didn't get caught up with work, and didn't work the extra 4 hours a day maybe, just maybe, Maura would he hers. The Detective began to cry, on schedule, as she did every night. She remembered one time she had with Maura.
Maura had found out that her biological father passed, She knew it wasn't really Jane's fault. It was her job, she was doing. The fact that he had died caught up with her one night while in Jane's arms. Maura jerked up suddenly, screaming at Jane. Jane replied in her husky voice. "Come in Maur! Stop." The ME kept going, getting louder and louder. Then she got up and started throwing things at Jane. She even took the Rembrandt sketch off of her wall and threw it to the ground. Jane watched as Maura went in the hysterics. Jane did the only thing she knew how to do to comfort Maura. She didn't think twice. Something told her to hold Maura. Jane sprang up and grabbed Maura from behind. Maura was kicking and screaming, even beginning to try to bite Jane. She held on. Jane never let go, whispering how much she loved her all night. It was 6:00 in the morning when Maura calmed all the way down. She woke up to a passionate kiss from Maura, who never spoke of the event again.
Jane needed to go to sleep, as her memories and thoughts were overwhelming her. Her eyes slowly began to stop watering. She was going to get Maura back; it's only a matter of time She thought. Just as she was drifting to sleep she was startled by her cell phone ringing. She didn't bother looking at the caller ID, and answered "Rizzoli." She recognized that annoying voice. Lauren.