Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Rizzoli & Isles. The characters belong to Tess Gerritsen, Jan Nash, Janet Tamaro, and TNT. I am in no way profiting from this. It's just for fun.
My first time writing an AU. The idea just came to me. Hope it hasn't been done before.
No beta. All mistakes, if any, are mine.
Detectives Without Borders Ch. 1
"Is there any other way we can do this?"
"I'm sorry, Rizzoli. There isn't."
"Why me and Frost?" She already knows the answer, but asks anyway.
"You two know this case better than anyone, and you've managed to infiltrate the operation. As far as we know, both of your covers are still intact. This is a chance to take down everyone involved."
Jane Rizzoli sunk back into the chair in Lt. Cavanaugh's office and let out a huff, she knew he was right. She rubbed her temple with two fingers on both sides as she closed her eyes.
"What about jurisdictional issues?"
"The authorities involved there are fully cooperating with us. They agree you two are the best for handling this and want this to end as much as we do. There's worry about possible leaks in their department so the few officers involved have kept a tight lid on things."
The brunette looked over at her partner, Barry Frost, and said "I'm in if you are."
"Hell yeah! We're a team, let's do this."
Jane smiled at the enthusiasm and support, then looked back at the Lieutenant. "Tell us what we have to do."
For the next two hours, the three of them went over where they'd be staying and who they'd be interacting with. Jane and Frost would maintain their covers, the story being too much heat from the cops in Boston and having to flee. The head of the small but dangerous organization was unknown, but since they were in deep undercover it wouldn't take them long to find out. They were trusted, it had been a year long operation so Jane and Frost weren't suspected of betrayal. The blame, luckily for the two detectives, fell on Jason Roberts. He was in charge of the drug dealings in Boston, a liaison of sorts for the real boss. Roberts and his crew were also responsible for a number of murders. Some of which were ordered to be done by this mysterious boss.
"Your flight will be Tuesday morning, you have all you need? ID's, passports..."
Both detectives simultaneously answered "Yes, sir."
Jane turned to her partner. "C'mon, Frost. We have a lot more to go over. Let's go get Korsak and grab a beer at the Dirty Robber."
Together, the two young detectives told their friend and partner what was about to happen. He wasn't happy at all, but knew it had to done if they wanted this to finally end.
"In case something goes wrong, whatever it may be, we'll find a way to contact you. Use these special coded messages. Just to be on the safe side." Jane worried about the possible departmental leaks and was being extra cautious, so she and Frost came up with this idea. She slid him a paper across the table with a lines on it. To anyone who read the part Jane or Frost would send, they'd think it was just an average conversation. Depending on which one it was, Korsak would respond accordingly. Some messages were just simple check ins, others letting them know the level of danger they might be in.
"We're staying in different apartments, across town from each other. If something does go wrong, hopefully we'll be separate. If one is in danger the other can send a message for back up without alerting the possible moles if there is one."
"I got it... When do you guys have to leave?"
"Tuesday morning." Jane replied with small frown. "You'll take care of Jo Friday for me?"
"Of course I will. You know I love having her over. Starsky and Hutch love her too." Vince waved it off, it wouldn't be any trouble for him at all.
Just as Jane downed the last of her beer, Frost nudged her. "Jane, we better go. Start packing. I need to call my mom, you gotta tell yours that you're leaving. It'll probably take you a while to pry her hands off you when she hugs you."
She let out a laugh, and smiled sadly. "Yeah, I know. That's gonna be fun to tell her. Alright, Korsak... We'll be in touch, ok? See ya soon."
The three got up and exchanged long hugs. Korsak patted each on the back and told them to come back home safely. They didn't know what would or could happen, but promised him nonetheless.
The walk up to Jane's childhood home later that night was difficult for her. She would be telling her mother that she'd be leaving for an unknown amount of time very far away. Jane didn't even have time to fully cross the porch before Angela swung the door open, excited to see her eldest child.
"Hey, Ma." Jane leaned in to hug her and kiss her on the cheek.
"Janie, you're just in time. The gnocchi will be done soon. Come in, help your brother set the table."
When she walked in, her young nephew TJ ran past making airplane noises as he held a toy plane in his hand. Tommy, Jane's youngest brother, ran after his son laughing. Jane smiled at the sight, this would be her last Sunday dinner with her family for who knows how long. Her family sometimes drove her nuts but it was moments like the one she just saw that she truly cherished and held dear.
Angela threw a dinner towel over her shoulder and walked with Jane into the kitchen. Her other brother Frankie was already in there, taking a stack of plates out of the cabinet, he put them down on the counter when he sees her.
"About time you showed up." He teases as he playfully shoves his sister.
"Shut up." Jane smirks and shoves him back. She takes the plates, Frankie following with the silverware, and sets the table.
"Hey Jane, quick game before dinner?" Frankie's eyebrows raise in excitement.
Jane didn't even have to respond, both know the answer is yes. The siblings rush outside without a word and start the game in the driveway.
The game was getting good within minutes. Nearly a half hour later Jane made an impressive shot and happily exclaims "Ooohhh! Finally!"
Frankie looks at her and smugly points out "You're still down by 10."
"I will beat you someday. Check." She bounced the ball to him, showing off a determined grin.
"You beat me in everything. Let me be better at something. Ok?" He bounced the ball back, ready for her.
She charges, and the two collide. Jane loses the ball and Frankie gets it. He dribbles away from her, both were laughing.
"Alright, alright. Here it is. Game point... Rizzoli, Rizzoli." Frankie says, playing around and getting amped up for the win.
"Take a shot!" Jane yells when he's taking forever.
He turns around to do so, but accidentally hits Jane's face with his elbow. Frankie cut his celebration short when he sees she's holding her nose.
"You alright?"
Jane leans her head backs and responds with a simple "Yeah."
She turns around at Frankie's request to see, and it looks bad. Blood is dripping down her face and already onto her t shirt. He makes a worried sound at the sight and says to go inside for some ice. The whole way inside he keeps telling Jane to hold her head up, then asks to see it.
"Oh that's broken." Frankie lightly pinches the bridge of her nose and she yells.
"Ow! God! Why ya gotta do that?!"
He just laughs as he brings her into the kitchen for some much needed ice. They enter the kitchen which is surprisingly empty.
As Frankie is searching for something Jane can use, she impatiently tells him "Just get something before Mom comes."
He finally finds a towel and hands it to her. She sarcastically thanks him just as Angela walks in. When she sees what's going on she immediately complains.
"On the good towel... Uh, excuse me!" She walks over and removed the towel from Jane's face and makes a sound of disgust at the sight of Jane's blood. "Aah! What happened? God!" She throws the towel in the sink and turns the water on. "How do you always manage to turn Sunday dinner into a circus every week?"
Jane looks at her mother disbelief. "Me?"
"Yeah, you."
Frankie tried to say he did it but Angela dismissed it quickly saying he just didn't mean to.
Jane gaped at her. "So this is my fault?"
"Look, I tell you all the time..." Jane knows what she's going to say next and both say it at the same time. "Don't roughhouse with him."
Angela groans loudly and Jane lets out a short laugh. She may have gotten hurt, but she'll be ok. Jane wanted to have the best time she could tonight, so she wasn't going to complain.
The conversations during dinner were always funny, so Jane decided to leave her announcement until afterwords. It may ruin the night, but there was no easy way to do it.
By the time everyone was seated at the dining room table, Jane's nose had stopped bleeding but still hurt. She ignored the pain though.
Food was passed around the table while Angela was telling everyone what her and Carla Tulluci argued about earlier.
Tommy had gotten his third paycheck from a job he's been enjoying. Luckily for him it's paying well so far. They all admired how far Tommy had come from his troubled days and is now an outstanding father.
Frankie was going to take his detective's exam soon, which made Jane sad to see that she might miss it. She'll have to congratulate him when she gets back.
Dinner flew by faster than Jane wanted to, the thought weighing heavily on her mind as she cleaned the dishes with her mother.
"Wanna tell me what's on your mind, sweetie? It seems like you've been somewhere else all night."
Jane smiled, her Ma knew her well. "I have to tell you something."
Her tone was serious, making Angela instantly worried. "Honey, what's wrong?"
"I have to go out of town for a while... For a case."
"They can't send someone else?"
"I'm sorry, Ma." She shook her head in the negative.
The older Rizzoli sighed, holding in tears. "How long?"
"I don't know." She brought her into a hug, trying to comfort her. "I promise you I'll be ok.
Frankie walked in, hearing his mother upset. "Janie, what's going on?"
"Ma, why don't you go in the living room with Tommy and TJ? I'll be there in a minute."
Angela sniffled and nodded, then left the kitchen leaving Jane and Frankie alone.
"I have to go undercover again. I'm not sure for how long."
Frankie didn't bother asking about the danger, he was a cop and knew how bad things could get. He pulled her into a tight Rizzoli bear hug and in a serious whisper said "You better be careful."
"I will, little brother. While I'm gone I want you to make sure Ma holds it together. I know how she can be in a worried wreck sometimes."
"Sure thing... And sorry again about your nose."
"Nah, don't worry about it. Tonight was really good. I had fun. Felt good being around family. I'm really gonna miss everyone."
Normally Frankie would tease his big bad sister for showing signs of affection, but let it go just this once. The hug ended and the two walked into the living room where Angela was distracting herself by playing with her grandson.
Jane told Tommy next, then TJ. It was easier to explain it to the toddler. All she said was that Aunt Jane was going a vacation for a little while. He was only 3, so it didn't effect him as much as it did the adults.
The night came to an end, Jane having to leave soon. Her mother hugged her one last time, savoring it for an entire minute. She hugged the guys too and left for her apartment. When she got there, Jo Friday greeted her at the door.
"Hey, pup. Let's go for a quick walk and then get your stuff ready for Korsak's."
The little dog barked in response, happy to know she would see Korsak and his dogs.
Since she was tired, Jane only took Jo Friday up and down her block. It was enough to tire out Jo's little legs. As soon as she got back the dog scampered into her cozy bed and drifted off to sleep.
Jane went into her bedroom and started packing. Everything she needed was able to fit into one giant suitcase. Since the people she was going to likely arrest knew her and that she was in Boston, she could bring a few Boston sports teams shirts. It made her feel good knowing that she could maybe feel at home when wearing them.
She zipped up the suitcase and flopped onto her mattress, slipping under the covers. Jane closed her eyes but knew she wouldn't be able to get any sleep. The detective had been undercover before, so she wasn't nervous about the danger of it at all. The only thing bothering her was the idea of getting homesick. The thought of catching the bad guys kept that at bay though.
The next day went by very slowly... filled with practically endless but necessary paperwork. Jane occasionally stopped by the Division One Cafe during breaks to see her mother, who made her bunny shaped pancakes and had coffee ready for her.
Since he was a cop, has helped on cases before, and well on his way to being a detective, Frankie was allowed in on the case. He was disappointed at first he couldn't go with Jane and Frost but it wouldn't fit with their cover that was already in place.
The whole day was spent doing paperwork, both detectives slept in the beds at BPD to save time in the morning when they'd be heading to the airport. Which was only a few short hours away.
Jane slept in the bottom bunk, while Frost slept on the bunk next to her. She looked over at him and asked "How long do you think we'll be away for?"
He shrugged. "Don't know. I hope it's not for very long. We've been over every last detail of this case... We know it inside and out. They trust us, Jane. Think about it, would it really take a while for us to find the boss? Roberts was this guy's right hand man. We were pretty high up in the ranks, so chances are the boss will have no choice but to trust us since Roberts is gone. He doesn't have anyone else."
"I guess you're right."
"Duh, I know that."
She chucked a pillow at him and said "Smartass."
Both closed their eyes with a smile on their faces.
Jane opened them again with what seemed like a second later to the sound of Cavanaugh knocking on the door.
"It's 4:30" he says, looking down at his watch.
She groaned, then put her hands over her face. The brunette stretched and said "Ugh... That was not 6 hours."
"You two are gonna have a long flight. Better stretch out while you can." Sean smiled apologetically.
"Frost, I'm gonna hit the gym. You coming?"
"Yeah, yeah. Gimme a minute." He grumbles, pulling the blanket over his face, already falling back asleep.
Jane chuckles, she lets him sleep and goes to the BPD gym downstairs. She gets in a quick workout, not long but enough to sweat. As she showered it off, Jane stood under the water. Thinking about the dangerous undercover mission they're about to go on. She was confident things would go smoothly, so she was pretty calm.
Just as she went back upstairs to the bullpen, Frost came out to do the same as Jane had done.
"Better hurry, we have to be at the airport in two hours."
"I'm gonna skip the workout and just shower instead."
Jane just nods and goes to speak with Cavanaugh. He's talking on the phone in his office when she knocks.
"That was the Lieutenant in charge of the investigation there. He said it's all set up. The apartments and everything."
"Good, I don't want anything to go wrong."
They talk for an hour when Frost comes back, who was fully rested, freshly shaved, and showered.
"Jane, we gotta go if we wanna catch our flight."
Jane and Cavanaugh stood up. "Well, this is it. Good luck to the both of you. Come back in one piece, you hear?"
"We'll do our best, sir."
"Then none of us have to worry. You guys are some of the finest detectives I've ever had the pleasure to work with." Sean was still worried for them of course, they were practically family.
After saying their goodbyes, Jane and Frost went to their cars to get their bags, then took a cab to the airport. After going through security with their fake identities, having no trouble at all, the two sat in chairs waiting for their flight to be called.
Flipping mindlessly through old magazines, Jane laughed at the ridiculous things celebrities are doing. While Frost was engrossed in a magazine featuring cars and motorcycles that cost more than his annual salary, hoping he could afford one of them someday.
They were well into their third magazines when the speaker above them called for their flight number.
"Guess that's us." Frost said as he picked up his stuff, ready to move towards the gate.
"Yep... Next stop, Africa."
I have so much planned for this new story of mine. I hope you liked the first chapter. Maura will show up soon, but I won't say any more than that. Let me know what you think so far in the reviews!
Since it's fanfiction, just ignore any possible laws that wouldn't let Jane and Frost go undercover in another country. No offense meant.
It took me forever to think of a title for some reason. I think what I came up with is kinda clever and cool. Would love to read some feedback on that too.
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