Ok, so this is just something that the radio inspired. Reviews are appreciated.
I don't own anything… at all. Haha, not R&I or any song
Enjoy (:
The One that Got Away, Chapter 1
"You know what's so great about Boston?" Maura Isles asked while flipping through a magazine perched at the end of the white couch.
"What Maur? What's so great about Boston?" Jane replied absentmindedly and in a mocking tone. Partly because she was focused on the Sox game and partly because she fully expected a long drawn out 'Google mouth' as she called it, explanation of something related to science she could care less about from her best friend.
"We get great concerts here." Maura replied
This piqued Jane's interest, raising a brow slightly and glancing at Maura out of the corner of her eye (still keeping most of her attention on the game though).
"Oh yeah?" she called, knowing that was the only prompting the blonde would need to fill her in on everything.
"Yes Jane." Maura replied chipper "For example mister hunka hunka love is in town next weekend." Beaming brighter than the sun, making Jane want to puke.
"Who?" Frankie asked before Jane had a chance to even say anything. His tone of voice clearly indicating that he was surprised by Maura's antics, she was never one to use nick-names.
"Some new country artist she's obsessed with" replied Jane rolling her eyes and looking at Maura, now that the game had gone to a commercial break.
"I'm not obsessed Jane." Maura said defensively "And he's not just some new artist. He's amazing, and talented and gorgeous." She sighed looking down at the picture of him in the magazine.
"Whatever you say Maur." Jane replied
"Hey Jane, you know who's in town next weekend?" Angela said as she walked into the room
"Ah not you too ma," Jane replied
Angela, ignoring her daughter simply replied "That boy that used to like you, Frankie's friend… What's his name Frankie? Samuel something..?" she asked looking at her son
"Sam West, Ma. Sam West." Frankie replied grabbing the nachos from his sister who gave him a pointed look and rolled her eyes when she knew where her mom was going with this. Suddenly looking over at a coughing Maura.
"Yes that's him! Janey you should really call him. Maybe you and Frankie could double with him like old times. Frankie what's your girl doing next weekend?" Angela asked
"Wait, you know Sam West?" Maura all but sputtered the wine she was drinking.
"Of course dear. He used to be so in love with Jane here." Angela said
"Ma! He was not." Jane called back
"He better not of been! He was my best friend." Frankie replied looking at Maura. "Why?"
Mouth still agape Maura turned the magazine around and in big bold letters it read Sam West comes to Boston. Underneath was a picture of an attractive brown hair, blue eyed man in wranglers, a tee shirt, and a clearly worn ball cap that read Dirty Robber.
Jane laughed, "Well I guess he really did make it big eh Frankie?" Frankie laughed too "I guess so. Man he never mentions it…" Frankie said in awe. He took the magazine from Maura. Laughing again, "Look Jane, same old Dirty Robber cap, remember that night we got you to snea- Uh never mind." He said looking at his mom, hoping she didn't catch that. Jane smiled "Good times." She replied knowing her brother refereed to the night when they had begged her to take them to the bar. She had to tip the door man an extra $20 that night and promise a date, but it was worth it. They all had a blast that night.
"I still can't believe you didn't tell me you knew him!" Maura said in disbelief taking the magazine back from Frankie so she could fawn over it again.
"Maur, I didn't know it was him. How can I make it up to you?" Jane asked.
"Take me." Maura replied, causing Jane to arch an eyebrow "Take you where?" she asked
Maura rolled her eyes "To the concert of course."
"Oh… uh sure." Jane said a little hesitant. What would she say to her brother's best friend? The same guy who she used to be fully in love with but would never, ever admit it.
"I'll call him up now and see when he comes in. Maybe we can hang out a bit." Frankie said stepping out of the room.
"What a lovely idea," Angela said "I'm sure he could use a good home cooked meal."
"Speaking of food…" Jane trailed off
"Yes, I'm actually hungry too. Is our real dinner almost ready?" Maura asked, wrinkling her nose at the left over pizza Jane and Frankie had fought over while dinner was in the oven.
"Should be," Angela replied standing and moving into the kitchen "Yep, alright kids come eat!" she yelled pulling it out of the oven.
