Best Friends?
Jane was at the precinct coffee kiosk busy dumping multiple sugar packets into her coffee.
"Stanley, when are you going to get real coffee in here? This shit tastes like you recycled the grounds 5 times already this morning." Jane grumbled over her shoulder toward the bald man at the counter.
"Keep it up, Rizzoli and I will ban you outright from coming in here. I will tell the captain I fear for my safety when you're around and demand that he keep you out of here. How would you like walking 3 blocks for your fix then, huh, Rizzoli?" Stanley just grinned because he knew he was pushing Jane's buttons.
"What! You can't ban me from here! It is in the police station. I belong here more than you do, you jerk!" Jane huffed and stalked upstairs. As she got to her desk her cell phone rang, and she banged her knee and spilled her coffee while trying to answer it.
"Well this is fucking fabulous! Dammit." On the third ring Jane managed to answer the phone. "Rizzoli" she barked.
"Well aren't you in a good mood this morning." Maura stated with cheer in her voice. "What happened, did Frost get the last chocolate donut again?"
"Ha, ha, no, Maura. I am forced to drink that swill Stanley calls coffee and just when I got it to a point that I could somewhat stomach, I dumped it all over myself and my desk. Today isn't starting off well." Jane sighed into the phone.
"Well I tell you what, I am going to be a little late this morning so I will swing by Café Denoche and pick up the breakfast blend you like so much and one of those cheesy croissants you love, will that make you happy?" Maura asked merrily.
"It's a start." Jane smiled. "Hey, wait, why are you going to be late?" Don't tell me the anally punctual Dr. Isles overslept?" Jane laughed.
Maura did not want to talk about the reason she was late. If she did she would remember every detail all over again and it would be hard for her to leave the house. She still could not believe that Ian had showed up last night out of the blue. Well, wait, yes she could because that was his nature. She never knew when he would blow into town. She just took advantage of the times she did see him. She closed her eyes and smiled with the memory of making love to him until the wee hours of the morning. When the alarm went off she had every intention of getting up and getting ready for work, but then she saw the glint in Ian's eye and knew she had to have him once again. She wasn't ready to talk about these raw feelings, not even with Jane.
"I did not oversleep. I got busy with something and lost track of time. I will be in shortly." Maura said in a rush before hanging up the phone.
Jane heard the click before she could even say another word.
"Well that was weird." Jane stated to no one in particular.
"What was weird?" Frost piped in from his desk.
"Maura, she is going to be late and when I asked her why she was evasive." Jane stood up as she responded.
"Ah, she probably overslept or decided to take some time for herself is all. Ask her when she gets here. Oh, and by the way you have a stain forming on your pant leg. It looks like you had an accident." Frost began to laugh.
"Shit!" Jane screamed out when she saw the large wet coffee stain on her slacks. "I'll be right back." She headed to the women's locker room. She always kept a change of clothes in there. Just as she approached the door she heard a horrible sound.
"Janie, hey Janie."
Jane closed her eyes and cursed under her breath. "Could this day get any better?" Jane's mother was rushing toward her with a brown shack that had a label smack in the middle that read "Jane Rizzoli's Lunch." "Hi, Ma. I'm a little busy, what do you need." Jane glanced at her mother with an irritated scowl.
"I brought you some lunch, oh no what happened to your pants, you didn't wet yourself did…"
"No, Ma, no. Geez, what is wrong with you?" Jane interrupted her mother and pulled her into the locker room with her.
"Sorry, it just looks like that, Janie." Angela gave her a sweet smile.
"I spilled coffee, Ma." Jane snapped as she finished the combination on her lock and pulled it open. She pulled open the locker door and was relieved to see she did indeed have a pair of slacks in there. Unfortunately they were navy blue and would not match her suit jacket or shoes very well. But she had little choice.
"So, did Maura tell you about her hunk yet? Angela asked while chewing on a granola bar.
Jane looked confused. "What? What are you talking about, Ma. I haven't seen Maura yet. She is going to be late this morning." Jane explained while pulling on the dry slacks.
"Ha, ha, I bet she is! I'm surprised she is able to come in at all." Angela laughed. "I could hear them you know a couple times during the night, and let me just say Dr. Isles is very, very vocal. She must have screamed the name Ian half a dozen times."Angela whispered the last part.
"Ma, ew! Don't tell me that. What is wrong with you?" Jane whispered back.
"I'm just saying she is very passionate in her love making is all." Angela stated and took another bite of her bar.
Jane looked confused and felt jealous. Why wouldn't Maura tell her she met a guy? She had the perfect opportunity to say something about it earlier on the phone? Maybe she wanted to wait and talk to her best friend about it in person. That had to be it. Jane finished dressing and shut the locker.
"Oh, Jane those slacks do not match that blazer or your shoes. I thought I taught you better." Angela stated while glancing up and down Jane.
"Yeah, yeah, Ma. I don't give a damn. They are functional. Now if you excuse me I have to work." Jane picked up her soiled pants threw them in a bag and headed out the locker room. She was standing at the elevator when she heard the familiar clip clop sound of heels on hard tile. She turned and saw Maura. "Damn, how can she always look so beautiful?" Jane wondered to herself. Maura approached wearing an amber silk blouse that highlighted her hazel eyes and black pencil skirt with 3 inch heels. She was carrying two coffees and a bag of pastries and had a huge smile for Jane.
"Hi, Jane. Here's your coffee, just the way you like it, walk away strong and sweet." Maura handed over the hot brew. "Oh and here is your snack." I hope it helps you be a little less fussy." Maura grinned. She then noticed Jane's outfit and her smile turned to a frown. "Jane, did you get dressed in the dark today?" Although I'm not fond of your lack of color in your wardrobe, you normally at least mix the proper fall colors together." Maura's scowl deepened the more she looked.
"Yes, I know my outfit is horrible. Thank you, Maura, or should I say, Ma junior! It's all I had after I spilled my coffee. It will have to work for the day." Jane responded while snatching off a piece of her croissant. She was feeling testy and itching to know about the guy. "So, who is Ian?" Jane said between chews trying to keep her curiosity in check.
"What?" Maura looked surprised and nearly choked on her sip of coffee. "How do you know about Ian?"
Jane took another bite and stated "Ma said she heard you screwing someone name Ian all night, so who is this guy?" Jane asked innocently while wiping crumbs off her shirt.
"Oh, no, oh no! Your mother heard us?" Maura winced and pulled Jane toward a quiet corner to avoid eavesdroppers. "I'm so embarrassed. I can't believe she heard us. I will have to apologize to her at once." Maura said nervously.
"Take it easy, Maura. It's no big deal and from how Ma tells it, it seemed like you had a great time." Jane smiled, but deep down her stomach was doing flip flops with jealousy.
Maura looked mortified. So are you going to tell me about him?" Jane asked again pointedly.
"There is nothing to tell. We are old friends. That's it. I better get to work. I'm already late enough." Maura abruptly ended their conversation and walked away leaving Jane standing there wondering what just happened.