So this is a random idea. This is absolutely all I have written so far (I know I said i wouldn't post stories unless I knew the plot or until completion cause I find it a bit stressful but so far it has worked out for me and you guys have liked it so what the heck!) I do have a teeny tiny idea of direction but thought i'd test my fav audience to see if it was any good so far.


Practical Joke
Chapter one


The idea had occurred to Jane some weeks ago and it played on her mind. It would be a hilarious if not elaborate practical joke to play on Maura.

It first popped into Jane's mind as her and Maura sat at a cafe one day when the department was under investigation, and Maura had eyed everyone in the room thinking that they where the FED's watching her. Of course Jane had been simply joking when she said that the ugly dude sitting at the bar was a federal agent and so was the guy sitting at the other end of the room, but, right before Jane had rolled her eyes and Maura had realized Jane was joking...that moment when Maura's eyes had widened in fear and surprise and she had asked 'Really?'...Jane realized she could have played it out for hours, maybe even weeks.

She knew Maura was smarter than her in so many ways and maybe there was a hint of revenge in her mind from all the times Maura had shown Jane up in public. Like the time Maura called Jane 'hoi polloi' and laughed that Jane didn't know the meaning. Or when Maura had told Jane how garret was correctly pronounced in front of everyone.

Now all she wondered was how far she could push Maura before she was found out.

It was the sort of joking she often did with her brothers. That they would all laugh about later. Once Jane and Frankie had convinced Tommy that milk did not come from cows anymore and was now made in milk factories. They drove past a milk factory and Frankie pointed it out to add evidence to their story. They kept up this game and Tommy believed it for roughly two months before he was embarrassed at school because of his naivety.

But Maura was an only child and more gullible than most which under usual circumstances was a rather endearing quality.

Jane also knew Maura was smart enough to know she shouldn't always trust Jane on everything, that Jane was a very good liar, and although Jane knew what she was planning was wrong, she justified it under the fact that Maura was smarter than her, just not in this way.

And so she planned out her little joke with a tiny bit of help from her co-workers, but not enough help that they would tell on her, or stop her.

"Maura, why is I.A. looking for you?" Jane questioned Maura as they passed outside the division one cafe.

Maura can't hide her surprise, "Internal Affairs? I didn't know they were."

"I just came from upstairs and they want to talk to you but won't tell me why. They said they are waiting for you. In room 10. I assumed Cavanaugh would have told you."

Maura frowns at Jane for a moment as she checks her phone.

"No one said a thing to me, or called."

Jane shrugs hiding her relief that so far Maura is buying it, "Well maybe they only just arrived. Should I be worried about you? Did you do something?"

Maura shakes her head, "I can't think of any reason at all so, no, you need not worry. I'm sure it's nothing." She gives Jane a weak smile and heads towards the elevator.

The moment Maura is out of sight Jane bee-lines for the stairs and quickly jogs the two flights up and closes the door behind her just as the elevator dings and the doors open with Maura inside.

Jane watches through the two way glass as Maura enters the empty room and looks around confused.

"Dr Maura Isles?" A deep crackly distorted voice fills the room making Maura jump.

"Yes." She says composing herself and searching for the location of the voice.

"Please have a seat." The semi-computerized voice says

Maura looks towards the door first and then scans the room, "Who are you?"

"That's confidential at this point. Sit down please."

Maura slides onto the metal chair and is now directly facing Jane but unable to see her.

"Everything that is discussed in this room is to be kept in strict confidence. Do you understand?"

"I suppose."

"You are to speak to absolutely no-one about this including your superiors. Do you agree?"

Maura thinks for a moment before answering, "Fine."

Jane presses the button on the microphone that distorts her voice and gives the next order, "Tell me everything you know about Detective Jane Rizzoli, badge number, victor eight two five."

"Who are you really?" Maura squints in the direction of the two way glass and Jane freezes like Maura can see her.

"What do you want with Jane?"

"That is not your concern."

Maura frowns, "What is this about?" She is not about to betray her friend if she can help it.

"I can't say Dr. Isles. But she might be in danger."

Maura raises one eyebrow at this, "Danger. Who? Hoyt?"

"We will be the one's asking the questions Dr. Isles."

"Ok. Well...Jane Rizzoli is loyal, kind and not afraid of anything. She is dedicated to her job and to justice."

Jane smiles softly, she loves the way Maura views her, "Anything else?"

Maura looks at the ceiling while she thinks, "I suppose she could dress a bit better, more femininely."

Jane's smile drops and she rolls her eyes and clears her throat.

"Right. And you spend a lot of time with her?"

"I suppose, yes."

"Do you enjoy spending time with her?"

Maura sits up straighter looking shocked, "That is a rather inappropriate question."

"It still requires an answer."

Maura starts to rotate the ring around her finger nervously, "Yes, I do. That is obviously why I spend time with her."

Jane hides her smirk so it doesn't show in her voice, "Is she the sort of person that might take matters into her own hands?"

"I'm sure you have read her file."

"Dr. Isles, It is our understanding that you know her better than anything on file."

Maura growls under her breath, she is not enjoying this but she can't lie and she desperately wants to protect Jane. "Yes. She has been known too"

"There was a situation where she shot herself which is technically against police procedure. Is it usual for her to do things in a way that puts her and others in danger?"

"No" Maura says scratching the back of her neck nervously, "I mean she had to do that to save her brother...and me."

"There was a situation where you hired a bodyguard for her that she evaded several times. Would you say that is a typical behavior of hers?"

"There were extenuating circumstances."

"Are there always extenuating circumstances?"

"Are you profiling her?"

There is no reply and the silence is not helping Maura understand.

"I suppose. I still don't understand what this has to do with Jane being in danger. Why don't you just tell her she is in danger?"

"Dr. Isles. A party has sent threats regarding Detective Rizzoli with strict instructions that she is to not be made aware of this danger."

"Who?"

"We aren't entirely sure at this stage but have all our best people working on it. However, we need your co-operation. Your professionalism. And your discretion."

"Oh. I see." Maura shifts in her chair

"And this un-sub has requested certain things of yourself also."

"Like?"

"The first instruction was for you both to go to a specific restaurant downtown at a specific time. Tonight. This is possibly the un-sub's way of testing if he had control."

Maura plays with her fingers as she listens to the strange inhuman computer voice.

"We have already made reservations so you only need to show up. And convince Jane to go without telling her why. We will send you the address. You can message us back on the same number if you need anything."

"Right." Maura says wondering if she can do this without going vasovagal.

"The instructions also suggest if any changes are made to Detective Rizzoli's routine, other than their instructions, that some-one will be harmed. That is why it is imperative that you do not say anything about this to anyone, especially her."

"I see." Maura swallows. She realizes this is more serious than she had thought and she rubs her sweaty hands together in impatience.

"That's why it is a good thing they chose you."

Maura looks up at the glass again.

"Because you know her so well. And...we are told that she listens to you."

"Not all the time."

"View this as an undercover assignment."

Silence fills the air.

"We will have undercover agents watching you both 24/7."

Maura bites her nail in concentration.

"You will need to carry on with you regular duties as well so suspicion is not aroused with Jane or within the department."

Jane watches as Maura seems to be struggling to take it all in.

"Can we depend on you to help us help her?"

"Yes." Maura says without having to think about it.

"We will contact you with the instructions we receive from the un-sub. We need you to follow them exactly. And not a word to anyone. Are we clear?"

Maura's heart starts to beat a little faster as the gravity of the situation sinks in, "Of course." She says in her most professional tone.

As soon as Maura exits room 10 her phone alerts her that she has a message. Her legs are shaking a little as she pulls out her phone. The text is from a number she doesn't recognize.

Reservation at 7pm. The Dinner Box. 108 Barker Street.

Maura pulls the handle on the viewing room but it is locked from the inside. She feels like it is some sort of bizarre dream but knows she will feel it if she pinches herself. She takes the elevator down one floor and walks into the bullpen. Jane walks across the room from the water filter to her desk and sits down at her desk to go through some files. Maura resists the urge to walk over but feels relieved Jane is safe right now and nothing is out of the ordinary. As she turns back towards the elevator she almost collides with Korsak.

"Oh Hi Maura. You alright?"

"Yes. I was just going downstairs."

"Did you need something?"

"No I...I forgot something." She says as she stares at the floor and walks back into the elevator leaving a confused Korsak scratching his head.

As the door starts to close she can see Jane swiveled in her chair facing Maura and Korsak. She see's a worried expression staring at her and remembers it was Jane that told her about I.A. So she forces a confident smile out so Jane won't follow her downstairs. She can't tell Jane why she was meeting I.A and she doesn't want Jane to ask. She needs a story so she doesn't have to lie and so she isn't ready to face Jane just yet.

The elevator dings indicating she has reached the basement and she makes her way to her office locking the door behind her and sinks to her knees to take the relief off her wobbly legs and lets out a long sigh.

She sits there for at least 10 minutes before she can get up and go about her day.


...To be continued?... Sorry its a bit rough


I am thinking this be be a little bit like 'true lies'...Jane will realise she adores spending time with Maura and abuse her new found power to get as close as possible to her. Could end in rizzles or Maura feeling utter betrayal. Will Maura figure it out? Who knows? certainly not me.
Would love your thoughts on it.

Please also note that through my own stupidity I have now started 3 different stories (including this one). I guess a bunch of creativity hit all at once. One story which i am excited about will be my first attempt alternate reality story and will be at this stage like a blinking novel. The other thing I am working on are more mini-stories of Jane and Maura and their separate childhoods (which I will add to 'changing the world'). So chapters on this If it continues may be slow.