You Took My Heart.
Chapter 1
A/N: this is my first Rizzles fic, I've had this idea for a while, so I decided to write it, and make my two favorite ladies play it out. Don't forget to review.
There's a good chance that she probably didn't get more than five hours of sleep, which means unless whoever is ringing down her phone at 8:00 in the morning has a death wish, it was probably a crime scene that she needed to get to. Because killers don't give a shit about if I slept, or not.
"Rizzoli" Jane drowned into her cell, swinging her feet over the edge of the bed; listening to the voice on the other end,
"I'll be there in an hour"
Ending the call, Jane stood up and stretched, signing at the ache and soreness of her body; not getting enough sleep was beginning to take its toll. Moving towards the door, she heard Jo Friday scraping against it.
"Need to go out girl?" Jane cooed, walking down the hall to grab Jo's leash while slipping on her sneakers. Grabbing Jo, she then opened the door, and made her way outside of her apartment.
X-X-X-X
After taking care of Jo, and having a steaming hot shower, to relax her muscles, and her morning routine (Picking a random colored V-neck and pants) Jane was now in her car, preparing herself to face another innocent person that lost their life. Getting out of the car, she spotted Korsak; making her way over to him, she grabbed the cup of coffee he held out for her, taking a big gulp.
"What've we got?" she asked, turning towards the crime scene.
"Young female, about 22, looks like she was stabbed, can't be too sure" Korsak answered grimly.
"What'dayah mean? Isn't the new M.E here yet? Why didn't you ask him?" Jane turned to Korsak, an eyebrow raised in question.
"Well, the new M.E is a she, and um-well why don't you go, and take a look."
"Really? This I'll be interesting" Jane said, walking.
Korsak gave Jane a pointed look,
"Where's Frost?" She asked ducking under the yellow tape, and looking over her shoulder at Korsak.
"Oh, you know, throwing up his breakfast," Korsak snickered
"Hey, that man's still my partner, go easy on him old man" Jane smiled and shook her head. Same old, same old.
Making her way to the body, Jane saw the new M.E leaning over the body; clearing her throat, she spoke up, with confidence.
"Hi, I'm Detective Jane Rizzoli; you must be the new M.E"
She froze. She knew, that based on the crime scene it was logical for her to be the one called in. But she also knew that she wasn't ready to see her, yet. You can do this, just turn around.
Taking a deep breath, even with the horrid smell of death surrounding her, Maura stood up. She brushed out her dress, and turned around.
It was like time stood still.
Hazel green eyes connected with Milky brown ones.
Silence.
Neither of them spoke, it was like the other was staring at a ghost, a much older version-but still a ghost.
Both women didn't know what to say, choosing to observe the instead.
Jane looked at the older version of her best friend. Not believing what she was seeing. Maura hadn't changed a bit. Sure, her Golden locks were longer; her eyes still held that that curious light it always had, but there was so much more, Fear, hurt, and love? No.
Maura looked at Jane; like really looked. Her hair was like a black vial, framing her face, but it was those eyes that captured Maura, just like the first time. The held so much emotion, confusion, disbelief, hurt, anger and love maybe? I doubt it; she probably doesn't even remember me. This was a bad idea.
They were so caught up in their own thoughts, that neither noticed Frost or Korsak looking at them,
"Um Dr. Isles?" Frost cleared his throat.
"Jane?" Korsak and Frost exchanged glances, curiosity filling them.
Maura was first to break eye contact, turning to face Frost and Korsak,
"Yes Detective?"
"Any idea on our Vic?"
"Well, her I.D identifies her as Olivia Dunking, 25; she's been dead for about six hours"
"Looks like she was stabbed, about twenty times-"Korsak said, turning to face Maura.
"Well, I can't be too sure; I would have to get her back to the morgue and run some tests-"
"But Dr. Isles, those wounds were made by a knife, wouldn't-"Frost tried to get out.
"Detective, those wounds could've been cause by anything- it does not mean it was a knife. I will confirm after I run some tests." Maura's anxiety was beginning to kick in, they don't understand. I simply cannot guess.
"If-if I told you that it was indeed a knife that made those wounds, then I'd be guessing; and I cannot do that." Maura clenched her hands at her side; she stood her ground.
"So, our C.O.D is unknown?" Frost questioned, not understanding why the Doc couldn't just say yes or no.
"Precisely, yes" Maura nodded.
"Alright right then, lets head back to the bullpen; Jane?"
"Yeah?" Keeping her eyes on Maura, Jane answered.
"Are you coming?" Frost questioned.
"Uh, yeah I'll meet you there, I um, need to talk to Dr. Isles"
"Alright, it was uh, nice to meet you Dr. Isles" Korsak nods,
"Likewise Detectives" Maura smiled.
Maura watched as the two men walked away, dreading the talk with Jane. Jane,
"When?" It was cold. Her voice; and it threw Maura off. She didn't want Jane to be angry with her anymore. But she sure knew how to hold a grudge. Yeah, that's what it is. After all these years.
Maura could already feel the hives forming. "What do you mean 'when'?"
Jane closed her eyes; letting out a breath.
"When did you come back Maura?" Jane set her jaw; determined.
"I-I arrived two weeks ago" Maura looked down, playing with the ring on her finger.
"Why did you come back Maura?" Jane half whispered. Do I really want to know?
"Well, I got the offer to be the Chief Medical Examiner, and I wanted to be home." Maura looked Jane in the eye, willing her to understand.
"Really?" Jane narrowed her eyes, noticing the hives forming around Maura's neck.
"I don't understand what you-"
"I've got to go; I'm not sure if I even have a homicide, so I think you should do those tests" Jane turned and walked away, waiting until she was in her car, to let the tears flow. It had hurt seeing Maura. But it had hurt even more to realize that she was lying to her yet again.
Maura watched her walk away; and it was like déjà vu, knowing that Jane didn't know the truth. Knowing that she had hurt Jane the way she did. She hadn't meant to, but it was her way of hiding, and she was tired of it. She was going to make up for it, even if it takes her a life time. She would make Jane Rizzoli understand why she did it. And she was going to tell her that she was still in love with her, because she took her heart. And quite frankly; Maura didn't want it back.
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