Disclaimer: They don't belong to me.
Other Disclaimer: There will be f/f sex; not sure how graphic yet though. This first is really tame. Also includes violence but hey it's a crime show.
Detective Jane Rizzoli sat in the driveway of her house in relief after the 48 grueling hours spent searching for the most recent perp. Unfortunately, the perp had been the better part of that assignment; she had had the feds breathing down her neck. A light turned on in the front hall and she saw her wife's trim silhouette bend down; no doubt straightening up their son's shoes that he always left in the doorway. A feeling of contentment washed over the tired woman as she watched her soul-mate move through the house tidying up, hair bouncing slightly and curves emphasized by the silhouette. A smile touched her lips and she forced her body to move from the car and into the house silently.
Maura stood unaware of the scrutiny washing dishes humming softly to herself. The brunette slowly crept up behind her and caught her in an embrace about her waist. The blonde melted into her captors arms laying her head back on a broad shoulder and resting her hands on Jane's arms encircling her. Jane nuzzled her hair and neck then began placing small kisses along Maura's jaw letting her hands slowly migrate, only to be caught by slender ones. "Jane, Dominik will be home soon with dinner. I had him run out to grab Thai food." A pout formed on the taller woman's face, "I'll quit when he pulls in the drive. I promise." A musical laugh came from the smaller woman, "I remember what happened last time you said that, Jane." Jane chuckled, "we had a good time." "Yes, until your mother and Det. Korsak found us in a very compromising position. You gave me explicit instructions to keep us from that revealing situation again. Although, you did turn a lovely shade of red…."
"Ack! Don't talk about Ma or Korsak while I'm trying to get you into bed." Any further 'persuasion' was put on hold by the sound of the front door opening. "I think they forgot the egg rolls Maman." Jane pulled away to grab plates while Maura got drinks. "I didn't order them, Dominik, I ordered tofu and spring rolls." They all sat at the table, both Jane and Dominik pulling a face at the news. "So Mom did you get anywhere with your case today?" "We got the guy and a confession today. Since the case took up the last few weeks I was thinking this weekend we could catch up on the yard work, clean the car and finally get to the that sprinkler that your maman keeps bugging me about."
The women watched their son squirm before he finally burst. "But I thought we were going to go see the Red Sox! You said I could bring Kyle and I already told him and I can't back out of that. Do you know how lame I'd be? Uncle Tommy said he could get us into the dug-out and …." He trailed off at the Cheshire grin on his mom's face. "You're yanking my chain aren't you?" "You have a chain? I didn't see one on your jeans," Maura said with a straight face, knowing full well what he meant. "Gah!" the teen exclaimed while going back for seconds.
"We are going though, right?" he asked in a slightly worried voice. "Yes we are going. Your maman's sprinkler is just going to have to wait." "I said I would just call and have someone come fix it." "Maur I am a plumber's daughter. I can fix a leaky pipe, and I won't even try to break your bank." "I'm getting it for free then?" A blonde eyebrow raised and was answered with a sexy smile, "well I didn't say it wouldn't have a price." The boy shot from his chair, "La, la, la, la, la, la. Don't talk like that while I'm in the room." "Like what?" Asked Jane with an innocent face; "I just want those enchiladas for dinner."
Dominik shook his head and took his plate to the sink, "I'm going to go do my homework." After he left the room Maura chucked a small sauce container at Jane, hitting her in the chest. "Go take a shower Jane. I'll clean up." "Or we could both go shower and have Dom clean." With a roll of her eyes Maura flicked the drying towel at her wife. "Fine, I'm going. I'm going. Just don't come trying to get into my pants later." "You won't be wearing pants later," Maura muttered.
"Kane's shit went bad, boss." A feminine voice came over the phone. "Calm down," replied Red calmly as she leaned back in a battered blue couch that smelled like stale beer. "Is this a secure line?" "No I'm on my cell." "Alright, meet me where we had dinner last week. And get me another burner."
The blonde woman walked to her closet and began pulling out something more suitable to wear than cargo pants, an oversized band tee and converse. She found a respectable pair of tailored black jeans, a tailored oxford shirt, and a pin-striped vest with a red tie. She found her black oxford shoes by the shoe polish on the table. In front of the mirror Red pulled her hair out of the ponytail and ran her fingers through the gentle curls to make it sit in a messy, sexy style. Grabbing her fake id she headed toward the car port debating between her black Yamaha motorcycle and the black jeep. She chose the jeep regretfully and made the quick drive to Lucien's.
The maître d' smiled at the handsome woman and lead her to a crowded dining room, right next to a loud dinner party; she came here often enough that the staff knew her preferences. She ordered a Sam Adam's Boston Lager for herself and a glass of the house cabernet sauvignon for her companion. She spotted her caller crossing the room and took a moment to appreciate her; her dirty blonde hair was very curly and framed a strong face. High cheekbones accented intelligent brown eyes and beautifully shaped lips. She wore a low cut dress with ample cleavage in a burnt umber, its hem just a little too high on her thighs showing off her long toned legs. Red took a moment to ponder what was under the dress.
Her companion caught her wandering eye and Red winked. She took a seat and assured the maître d' that they would be ready in a few. "Terry. I was beginning to worry." "Hello Kenny, sorry I killed your phone," she slid a new burner phone to her boss. "Do you know what you are going to have?" "A friend of mine suggested the veal." Terry continued to look over the menu feeling eyes upon her until a waiter took their orders and quickly left.
Red put a hand out and clasped Terry's, looking very much like a couple on a date. "You said there was a problem?" She prompted in a quiet voice. "I did. Kane had a few of her girls keeping an eye on one of our businesses that has been having some trouble. We thought it would be a few hoodlums looking to cause problems." "I take it it wasn't." "No, we saw some of Paddy's runners making deals and a fair amount of coke passed hands." "I take it that's not why you called though." "No, they moved in to warn off the boyos when another group of Paddy's drove by and shot up the lot. One of ours is dead and they definitely made Kane. We got pigs swarming." "Damnit. Keep an ear out on the cops; let's see if they connect us to the action. I'll handle the boys and see that it stays outta our holdings." Their dinner arrived and they continued to talk business until dessert.
"Sorry to spoil your evening Kenny. What did you have planned?" "Just studying I'm taking an anatomy class online." "On top of your normal load? High school is hard enough without adding to it. You should be doing what other 16 year olds are." "I have more ambition than most people twice my age. And you should talk, you're only 3 years older than I am." "Then let's go act our age my friend. Take me out; I want to go dancing." Red rose and led Terry to the door with a hand to the small of her back.
It was a ten minute walk to one of their haunts and the girls chose to cut down an alley. Both of them heard the heavy footsteps gaining on them. "He's not this dumb is he?" "Hey ladies!" was suddenly shouted at them. They continued walking ignoring the lug, pissing him off, "I said hey you fuckin' dykes. Let me show you how a real man feels, baby." Terry rolled her eyes and stage whispered, "And people wonder why I gave up men." "I said…"he started as he put his hand on Terry's shoulder. She flipped him over her body and he landed on his back breathless.
Red put her foot on his throat before he could stand. "You know I don't like it when people touch my friends without asking, especially, when they're my date for the night." As she spoke she removed the tie and button up revealing a white A-shirt beneath. She picked him up by the front of his shirt and sent her elbow into his face a couple of times. She lifted him back up off the ground and landed a few more hits to his ribs breaking two. A couple guys heard the noise and came to investigate the fun their friend had found.
Their surprise was comical and they about started to go after the women, until both stepped into a sliver of light revealing their features. "Oh shit," one of them exclaimed. The oldest of the group was pushed to the front, "uh, Red and, um, Arrow. We didn't realize that was you. Sorry, it won't happen again. We'll make sure he learns whose who around here. Johnny's new to Boston." Terry spoke up, "get your trash out of here before I get tired of hearing your voice; otherwise you'll be short a tongue." The men hastily grabbed the humiliated man and ran to the echoes of feminine chuckles.
Red removed her tank and used it to wipe the blood off of her elbows. She tossed it into a barrel that the homeless often used for fires then donned her shirt and tie. A hand reached out and grabbed Terry, pulling her tight to the taut body of her friend. "Well I'll admit I'm in the mood to dance," Red commented as she slid a thigh between the other woman's legs.
They continued on to Lilith's, the female bouncer's nodding in greeting as they entered. The music was loud and the bodies on the floor reeked of sex and alcohol. Lilith's was one of a couple ladies bars under Red's protection, but this one was special since it was one of her main hubs of business. But she'd promised her date a night on the town not business so they took to the dance floor quickly losing track of time. The beat pulsed through them and bodies gyrated against them quickly spiraling into a maelstrom of animal heat. They wound up back at Terry's to finish out the early morning in a blaze of ecstasy.
The next morning Red's other phone rang. She blearily reached out and grabbed the phone hustling out of the room to ensure her second in command wasn't woken. "Hello?... Yes, of course I will give the doctor a call for you, mother…. Au revoir." She punched in the number her mother had told her, "Hello, yes I'm calling on behalf of Constance Isles to cancel her appointment... How rude me, this Maura Isles…."
This started as idea for a Xena uber that I realized was really close to a possible AU for these lovely ladies. So I tweaked it to fit but don't be shocked if it isn't completely in character as I still consider it a Xena uber.
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