Friendly Fire Chapter 1

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Jane's head was spinning and she feared she's pass out if she didn't breathe. She couldn't get the vision she had of Maura out of her head. The anger that consumed her threatened her very being. How could anybody hurt Maura Isles that way? Why would anybody ever want to? Jane slammed her car into park and marched into the precinct. She had never been fueled by anger in this way; not this kind of anger.

Two months earlier:

Jane leaned back in her chair, wondering how much longer before Maura would have something for them. She knew better than to rush the methodical medical examiner. Jane knew it only frustrated her and seemed to encourage Maura to take even more time. She was exhausted and wanted to call it a day, but she also wanted something to make solving their latest case just a little less hopeless.

"You know you want to go push her. What's stopping you?" Frost looked up from his computer just as Jane tossed the pen she was chewing on in the garbage.

"She threatened to have me barred from ever coming back in there." Jane smiled knowing Maura was frustrated with her impatience.

"Maybe if you didn't rush her, she'd have something for you sooner." Frost raised his eyebrows at Jane as he reached for his phone. He signaled to Jane that Maura requested both their presence downstairs.

Jane respected Maura and what she did. She loved the way she worked and how thorough she was. They worked well together and Jane rarely told her how she appreciated her. Maybe she would do better at that. Maybe later, now she wanted answers.

Maura worked to suppress a smile as Jane bounced into the morgue followed closely by her partner. "Detective Frost, I thank you for your patience."

Jane rolled her eyes, crossed her arms across her chest and waited patiently until Maura was ready to begin. Maura smiled at Jane before speaking to both detectives. She was definitely good at what she did and very professional.

Jane knew they wouldn't follow up on the information Maura offered until the next day. She was ready to go and hoped Maura was too. They had plans for dinner at the Robber and Jane had been looking forward to a cold beer all day. Maura entered the squad room to find Jane waiting at her desk.

"I'm sorry, didn't mean to keep you waiting." Maura smiled as Jane slowly rose from her chair.

"It's okay. I can be very patient." Jane didn't try to keep the sarcasm from her voice but could only laugh at the face Maura made in response.

Jane slid into the booth and watched as Maura did the same. They spent a lot of time together outside of work and it was becoming habit to eat together when their work allowed it. Jane raised her eyebrows when Maura ordered beer, mimicking Jane. "Sometimes I like to live on the edge."

Jane laughed out loud wondering how Maura would be if she ever allowed herself to get drunk. It would definitely be worth seeing and who knew, maybe one day she would. Conversation was easy as they both promised unless totally necessary they wouldn't talk shop while eating. Jane and Maura found it easy to relax in each others company despite never knowing when they would have to report to yet another murder scene. Jane's phone stayed busy and they both knew they shared borrowed time.

Jane found herself attracted to Maura; there was no denying she was a beautiful woman. She would never risk their friendship by disclosing her feelings. In fact, she wasn't exactly sure what those feelings were. She was content just enjoying their friendship as it was and it seemed as though Maura felt the same.

"Can I interest you in a movie tonight, Detective?" Maura hated when they parted ways. They were both adult women who had their own lives, but the more time she spent with Jane, the more time she wanted to spend with her.

"I don't know, Maur. I'm tired and want to get an early start tomorrow. Frost is meeting me at six." Jane couldn't help but react to Maura's disappointment. "How about a compromise. My place and if I crash out on you, then you can go or stay."

"Fair enough." Maura finished her beer and waited for Jane to do the same. She was feeling a bit tired herself having just put in a long day, but didn't want to go home to an empty house.

Jane settled in on her couch while Maura slipped the movie in. "It better not be some sappy chic flick."

"Would I do that do you?" Maura smiled at Jane as she got settled herself on the other end of the couch.

"Better not be some unrealistic cop movie either. Hate those." Jane was already yawning when Maura lifted Jane's legs so that they could rest beside her as they both stretched out on the couch. They had their differences and they were obvious, but they shared a comfortable friendship that Jane knew she wouldn't risk for anything.

Maura drifted off shortly after Jane did by listening to the strong detective's even breathing. She was unsure how long they slept, but was startled awake by the ringing of Jane's phone.

"Rizzoli." Jane's voice was filled with sleep as she answered. She never bothered to open her eyes, even while she pulled her body to a sitting position. "Have you called Frost yet? Okay, I'll be right there."

"What's wrong, Jane?" Maura had gotten to her feet when she noticed the lost look on Jane's face.

"You'll probably get a call soon. Jeff McDaniels was just found dead in his home."

Maura gently touched Jane's arm to pull her from the slight daze she had fallen into. She knew Jane had her problems with Jeff, but she respected him nonetheless. He was a good detective, just arrogant as hell and he and Jane often went toe to toe. Maura's phone rang and the sound was enough to get Jane moving again. They were both being summoned to the home of Jeff McDaniels and Jane knew her current case would take a backseat to this. One of their own was murdered and according to sergeant detective Korsak, they would head up the investigation.

Jane showed her I. D. once on scene and was instantly greeted by Frost who had already been inside the home. "What's it look like?"

"I'm not sure, Jane. I don't see any signs of a struggle, nothing is in disarray here. I wonder if he wasn't killed elsewhere."

Jane raised her eyebrow at what her partner was saying. She watched as Maura made her way into the house. Jane took a few seconds to prepare herself for the task they had ahead of them. She took a few deep breaths watching Maura while she worked. Jane approached the body of Jeff McDaniels bending down next to Maura to get a look for herself. She turned away immediately at the damage the bullet had done to his head and face.

"I see three different entrance points upon initial inspection." Maura knew she would need to do a full autopsy to have all the answers Jane would need.

Jane didn't respond, simply standing to her full height. She glanced around the house knowing she would need to regroup and quickly get into detective mode. "Frost? Where's his wife?"

A/N: Okay guys, first story. I would love feedback. Good, bad or otherwise. So let me know if I should continue.