A/N: I know this is a weird starting place but the sequel starts toward the end of November so…turkey time with Marx. If you got ideas for one shots, that's cool and very helpful. Review, PM, etc.

Disclaimer: I wish I owned the show but how sad, I don't but I own Kris.

Marx's First Thanksgiving

Jane's POV

If I had to be in charge of anything in this whole entire fuckin' planet it would be watching a football game and bringing the beer. I did not expect to be in charge of the turkey. Uh, this had been the worse thing my Ma ever volunteered me for; actually, both Ma and Maura volunteered me.

The elevator doors opened when I came down to the morgue and to my surprise, my Ma and Maura were talking in Maura's office. I walked in unsure of what I was getting into. "Hey Maur," I greeted my best friend.

My Ma looked at me, "What no 'Hi Ma' for me?"

I rolled my eyes, "Hi Ma…um why are you down here?"

"Maura was sweet enough for letting us have Thanksgiving dinner together at her house."

Maura blushed slightly. "Angela, we discussed this. Your home is my home and I love it when Jane and you are over," she told her.

"Well, I have to go shopping then and oh…I can't cook the turkey. I'm at Carla Tullci's to help make pie," my Ma sighed. "If only I had someone else to do such a very easy task…"

Oh no, I thought to myself as she glanced at me. "No Ma, I'm not cooking the turkey," I immediately answered.

"But Janie…"

"No Ma!"

"Fine, don't help your poor mother even though you gave me stretch marks," she blamed again. My god, she had two other kids after me! Why blame me for the fuckin' stretch marks?

My Ma walked away with a huff while I looked at Maura. "Jane…"

"Not you too," I whined as I walked out of her office into the autopsy room.

"Jane, your mother just wants you to cook but-"

"But, I like to know how Mr. Johnson died, Maura," I redirected to the body on the autopsy table. Maura rolled her eyes, but grabbed the file off a table then handed it to me. I lifted it up, "What is this?"

"Autopsy report. My finding is that is death was natural, now why will you not cook the turkey," Maura pressed. I groaned loudly as she eyed with her arms crossed, tapping her foot. "Well?"

So, that is how I, badass Detective Jane Rizzoli, was staring down at a 26lb dead turkey. Maura was nice for letting me cook at her house while she was finishing paperwork. I stared hopelessly at the turkey and cookbook beside me, praying for a cooking God or a miracle to come and take this awful task away from me.

I tried to call Frankie and he said, 'No way, no how, Janie.' I tried to get Korsak to do it and he made the excuse that he has to take care of his pets. Frost simply bailed on me by not answering his cell phone and Hell, I even tried my brother Tommy. Everyone refused to help me in this shitty task called cooking a turkey.

"It shouldn't be this hard," I turned to the fridge and looked for something to use. I opened the fridge looking around, what do you use to make a turkey? I was doomed unless…

I quickly grabbed my cell phone and immediately dialed a person who would answer immediately. There was a ringing and I patiently tapped my foot when I heard the phone finally being answer.

"Hello?"

"Hey, can I ask you a big favor?"

R&I

There was a loud knock at the door and I immediately ran over, my sleeves rolled up and my face covered in flour. When I opened the door, Kris was standing with her backpack over her shoulder. She peered over glasses as she looked at me then over my shoulder. "You killed Maura's kitchen," she chuckled.

"Shut up," I told her as I let her walk in.

She placed the bag down in her usual spot then walked into the kitchen, placing her hair up in a ponytail and looked at the turkey. "We got a long way to go," she told me.

Kris' POV

It took me three hours to save the turkey but I did pretty well. I started to wash my hands while Jane was waiting for the turkey to finish. "How do you know how to cook," she inquired as I tossed a towel for her face to wipe the flour off.

I glanced up, "Well, Price has to do a lot of things so I cook a bit more than the average teen. Nothing new but, I think you need to shower."

She glanced down at her clothes seeing the mess on herself, "That's a good idea."

R&I

Angela was surprised to see me there and I made the simple excuse that I wanted just to wish everyone happy Thanksgiving. Maura then came and insisted that I should stay. It was delightful I was not ready to crash their Thanksgiving that's why I helped Jane with the turkey.

I grabbed my bag then looked at Maura, "Thanks Maura but I should go back to the church."

"Are you sure," she inquired again. I smiled and nodded then she hugged me, "Have a lovely holiday."

"You too." I then walked out and left.

Jane's POV

I emerged out the shower finally. Who knew it would take forever to get flour and butter can take forever to get out of hair? "Hey Ma," I greeted when I saw her examining the turkey.

She turned toward me, "Janie!" She hugged then kissed my cheeks, "Sweetie, this is wonderful and I'm so proud of you."

"Yes Jane, this is very impressive," Maura told me also.

I blushed, "I didn't fully cook it. Kris helped me with most of it."

"She did?"

"Yeah," I suddenly noticed that Kris' bag was not there and I didn't even seen Kris. "Speaking of Kiddo, where is she?"

"She left to go back home a couple minutes a go," my Ma answered.

"I'll be back." I then grabbed for my keys and quickly ran out of the house.

R&I

I drove down the road a bit until I found Kris who was still walking. "Kris," I called out as I rolled down my window. Kris stopped and looked over at me.

"Jane, what's up," she asked.

I stopped the car then steeped out, "why did you leave? You could stay you know?"

Kris chuckled lightly then looked away. "I don't want to impose," she gently told me.

"Who said you were imposing? I was going to ask you if you can stay especially after you helped me with the cooking," I told her. I gently took her bag and placed in the car then opened the door. "I also called Price when I was driving and he said that was a bit busy and that you usually don't celebrate Thanksgiving," I mentioned to her, "it doesn't hurt to join us."

Kris nodded and smiled at me before getting into the car.

Kris' POV

We all gathered at the dinner table as I looked at everyone surrounding me. Jane and Maura were on my left and right while Tommy, Frost and Frankie sat across from me with Angela and Korsak sitting at the table's ends.

Angela smiled, "Everyone let's take our hands together and say grace before we eat." I took Jane's and Maura's hand as I bowed my head expecting Angela to say grace but instead I heard her say, "Kris, will you do the grace?"

My head snapped up as I gave an astonished look. I looked at everyone who smiled at me before I nodded and bowed my head again. "I like…to give thanks for what I recently gained in the last three months. I gained amazing friends who are supportive and wonderful, a family that I see in them that I haven't…experienced before," I started suddenly my throat got hoarse a bit. Then I felt Jane and Maura's hands squeeze my hands as I continued, "I like to give thanks for everything I have and please bless this food. Amen."

"Amen," the rest all said.

I looked at the food then I heard Korsak chuckled, "Let's dig in!"