If There Be Dragons
This is a small attempt to create a chapter story with some angst. Please review; I sometimes feel I am posting to Universe with so few comments. I know everyone is busy. But let me know what you think.
"Fairy tales are more than true; not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten."
― G.K. Chesterton
CHAPTER 1
The sound of the packaging tape screeched across the studio apartment. The muscular, young man worked diligently wrapping his package in plastic, bubble wrap, paper, packaging peanuts for cushion, and then a nice brown package outside. His dark brown hair had been cut military style, and his nails were trimmed and manicured beautifully. "Ahh, Boston, the perfect place to live with the perfect woman in the world. So my pet," Peter said as he continued to carefully pack his gift. "do you think she will like the gift? You created just the perfect piece! I am ever so grateful to you!" Peter's sing song voice was filled with excitement. "Just any piece would not do. Not for my special lady." Peter's strong masculine hands gently cradled the carefully wrapped package. The girl's blank stare neither acknowledged nor denied his words. Setting the package down, he carefully printed out the recipient's name and address. Once done he affixed the return address label. "She will be so surprised; I wonder if she could even guess how much trouble I went to for her." Once done, he removed the latex gloves and walked over to his lady friend. "Now, to help you to your resting place." Peter began the slow process of wrapping the young ladies body in plastic...
BPD, an early November Morning.
"Jane! Jane, all I am saying is that those boots look okay with those pants. However, you could at least try to have the pants more tailored to your figure that way the boots would complement the outfit better." Maura tried to explain to her girlfriend as she carried her briefcase and coffee through the front doors of Boston Police department.
Jane was chuckling softly to herself and shaking her head at her girlfriend. The medical examiner was so concerned about what Jane was wearing lately, not that Jane minded the fussing. She actually enjoyed it, but it would never do to tell Maura. Jane flashed her badge at James, the front desk security.
"Jane, would you stop and listen." Maura called exasperatedly as she juggled her coffee, briefcase, and ID for James to see. James loved seeing these two enter the building and exit. There was something always happening with them.
"Rizzoli, package for you," James called to her. Jane did an about face right into Maura. Jane quickly caught the coffee, planted a kiss on Maura's lips, and then side stepped over to James for the package.
"Thanks James." Jane spun back around and hopped into the elevator after Maura. Jane turned and gathered the doctor carefully toward her. "I know you would like to see some changes in my wardrobe, but I am happy with who I am. Can you accept that for now?"
Maura sighed deeply and nodded. "Yes. Is it so bad I want to give you more? I just want everyone to see what I do."
"I don't need everyone to see me that way, just you." Jane bent over and kissed her lightly on the lips. She juggled the package in her arms being careful not to drop it. "I love you, see you for lunch." Jane stepped out of the elevator pushing the button for the morgue level before leaving. She watched as the doors closed and Maura's image disappeared from view.
Jane entered the Bullpen. Frost hadn't arrived yet, but Korsak was already there looking over the morning briefing notes in email. "Hey Jane, How are you doing today?"
"Wonderful! I think this is going to be an eventful day." Jane set the package down on her desk as Frost entered. "Whoa! What happened to you?" Frost was sporting a black eye and a busted lip. Korsak got up from his desk area and wandered over.
"Don't want to talk about it." Frost said, and hid behind his desk. Now Jane and Korsak were even more curious.
"No, no, no. What happened? "Jane was thinking hard. Barry had left early because his niece was giving an exhibition on self-defense for the local Girl Scout troop. "Wait! No way, don't tell me you were the aggressor for the demonstration?"
"Did you get hurt by a girl Frost?" Jane turned on Korsak and eyed him.
Present company is the exception." Frost swore under his breathe. There was no way Korsak and Jane would let this go.
"No, I was a sparring partner for one of the girls. We were too close to the chairs in the room. When she came at me and said, "HA" I backed up and stumbled over a pair of shoes falling into the chairs and table." It was just an accident, Frost grumbled.
"Those Girl Scouts can be meeeaaann!" Jane snickered as she headed back to her desk and threw her partner a bottle of Advil. She could tell he was hurting. "Alright, enough fun. Let's finish up the paperwork for the Henderson case."
Jane sat down at her desk and began going through the emails, then the mail that was delivered. Two hours into work she finally remembered the box. She reached over and looked at the return address. Global Security, attention Jane Rizzoli. Hmmm, must be the new gun holster I ordered, she thought. Opening the box, Jane began to undo the paper, then the bubble wrap. "Damn this is a lot of trouble for just a gun holster." Jane commented out loud. Jane continued to unpack the box.
"You know how they are about damage now days. They don't want any returns Frost said as he began to wander over. Jane had stopped unpacking the box and was staring; sweat began to bead on her forehead. "Jane, what's wrong? It couldn't be that badly made…Oh Jesus Christ!" Korsak and several detectives came over to her desk. Inside the box Jane had poured out two eyes, human eyes from the black plastic bag she had thought contained her new holster. A plastic envelope sat in the corner of the box with the packaging label. Jane's hand shook as she reached for it. Korsak grabbed her hand and handed her a set of gloves. Jane put the gloves on and careful opened the envelope.
"The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. - Audrey Hepburn
Hello Jane,
I have been watching you for some time. I hope you enjoy the present; it took a long time to get them right. It's the first of many my love."
Hmmmm, another one has fallen for Jane….wonder what color the eyes are…..Please Review, authors need feedback.