This story is also AU and in this one Jane doesn't have a family She doesn't know who her father is she's looking for her two kid brothers that she can barely remember and Angela will be there but differently then we know her. Oh and Jane has a big Labrador retriever instead of little Jo but I am using the same name.

I wanted to say that some of this story belongs to me some of it belongs to some

else. I am putting up a disclaimer so I can't be sued and hope nobody else will complain.

If your are wondering yes i used this idea from a story i didn't realize how close to the original it was sorry about that. so i am re-writing because i think it would make a great story for jane and maura. I can still use the name and the idea. since i suck at charater names i used names from my family like Steven, (oldest and only nephew I like) Emma (only neice) and Emily (sadly the family dog) and little Jacob who you won't met for awhile. I need at least 4 other names 3 guy 1 girl if anyone has any idea.

I also want to warn people in future chapters there will be things revealed about Jane's past that is really au and really makes Angela look bad if you dont like that dont read it. Also i wanted to warn you because it maybe a trigger for some.

"I don't want to talk to her. Jane moved her cell phone to her other ear as she stopped her truck in the front of the derelict house. "Just transfer the money into her account like you always do."

Through the open window of her truck, she heard the sound of saws screaming from inside the house, her most recent investment, hammers pounding, and money being made. Why had she let Vince talk her into buying this dump they just started buying houses and flipping them. There was no way this house would be finished and sold in the three month window they wanted.

"She really wants to see you." Vince Korsak the man who raised Jane from the time she was fourteen. He is her account manager/private investigator could be persistent when he thought Jane should do what he wanted. But Jane had lived around Uncle Vince her foster father long enough to pick on his quirks.

"She should have thought about seeing me when I was a kid, but she was to busy going out and having more kids. Have you found either of my brothers, yet?"

"But, she says she's changed. No, I haven't all I have found was a name you have one brother names Tomas his last known place of residence was somewhere Boston. The younger one you remember I can't seem to find anywhere."

"Like all the other times she's changed. Sorry, Uncle Vince. Not happening and that topic is know closed. Keep looking please I would really like to find out if I have other family out there considering I might never get the chance at my own." Jane reached across the cab of the truck and pulled over a new cost estimate he had gotten from the foreman of the crew. "I'm gonna need more money in the building account. Push a few thousand in there, as well. I think this house is taking way to much time and money. Plus these guys are barely working I could probably do it faster myself. I've had to move your old trailer here until the job is done. Once enough is done in the house i will move in there till its time to sell. "

"Moving it as we speak. Are things really going that bad out there?"

One of the construction workers sauntered down the ramp out the front door, his yellow hard hat askew on his head, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He paused as he took a few more puffs before flicking the cigarette onto the lawn. He snagged a couple of 2x4's . laid them on his shoulder and carted them back in. He could have easily carried in triple that Jane thought knowing that she herself could carry more then that.

Pulling out her metal clipboard. The she jumped as a cold, wet nose was shoved into the back of her neck. Jo her golden lab, heaved a canine sigh and laid her head on Jane shoulder,expressing her frustration with the current level of inactivity. She'd been cooped up in the back of Jane's truck for the five-hour drive.

"I really don't think you need to worry. You'll be okay." Vince assured her. His voice turning crackly as the reception grew worse. "Have you thought of keeping this one one for yourself? From the pictures you sent me, it has lots of potential."

Jane gave a short laugh as she got out of the truck to improve the reception. "This house is way to big for just me. I don't have a family and right now it's for the best, plus the yard would take to much up keep." Jane said goodbye to Vince and snapped her phone shut slipping into her pocket.

Leaning against the wooden fence Jane's gaze shifted to the yard next door. Grass so green it made her eyes hurt, a veranda holding chairs with fat, welcoming cushions. And pots of flowers everywhere. Hanging from the sagging veranda roof, lined up the crooked steps and at the end of a cracked and broken sidewalk. For what Jane had been told when she bought this house was a widow and her children lived there. Jane could see the work that needed to be done to the outside of the house alone. New porch, New sidewalk even the old swing set in the back should be replaced before someone got hurt.

A flash of color running in the yard distracted her from her thoughts. A little girl was tossing a stuffed bear into the air, her blonde curls bouncing and bobbling as she picked it up and threw it again. A little boy sat down on the steps over looking the yard, bent over a book.

"C'mon, Steven," The little girl said "Come and play with me and Mr. Bear."

"I want to finish this book before mom comes." Steven replied "You know how she hates it when I am always reading she says I have to many books and won't buy me anymore if i plan to spend the summer in the house again."

A memory teased Jane's consciousness as she watched the boy, Remembering herself at the same age doing exactly the same thing. No mother was expected home at minute. She read because in the stories she immersed herself in things always turned out okay by the end. Reading was her escape from the empty mobile home and the ever-present fear that her mother would come home with another child or a man like she had in the past or even worse might not come home that night.

Jo's barking broke into her memories. Jane pushed herself away from the fence as Jo barked again. She had to take the dog out of the truck

As she turned she noticed a car pulling up behind her trailer and A beautiful young woman got out of her car. The widow she presumed. She was a lot younger then Jane had imagined. Slimmer, Blonde hair pulled back under a bandanna, light eyebrows that winged upward enhancing her eyes. She had a droop in her shoulders. But then she stopped at the end of the sidewalk and a gentle smile eased across her lips. She bent over the flowerpots. Picked a wilted blossom out of it and her eyes seemed to brighten.

Jane was still watching her as she walked to her truck and opened the door for Jo.

Really Bad Idea.

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