Title: Soulmates

Spoilers: A Big One for Rizzoli & Isles First season finale, "When the Gun Goes Bang, Bang, Bang", as well as the Xena Series finale "Friend in Need – Part 2.

Disclaimers: I don't own any of these characters.

Author's Note: Stuff in italics is on another plane of existence.


Maura was down the stairs of BPD HQ and beat everyone to Jane's side. "Jane, Jane." She knelt down next to the dark haired woman, a thought about the wrinkles her action was causing only briefly passing through her brain.

She put two fingers to Jane's neck and just a teeny tiny bit of the tension went out of her body. Jane had a pulse. She let herself be pushed out of the way as the EMTs took over, working on Jane and getting the detective onto the backboard and stretcher faster than Maura had ever seen it happen.

Maura stayed out of the way, not moving a muscle. She'd seen Jane act the exact same way, it had been just under six years earlier, some big baseball game or other, and after some guy named Dave or Robert or something had stolen a base, though Maura had thought that was weird since it was still on the field until she had read up on the sport. After Robert, Dave, or whatever his name had been had stolen the base Jane had not moved even her eyebrows until a David Ortiz had hit the ball over what seemed like a very short right field wall. And then, she had nearly crushed Maura to death with the hug.

Maura shook herself out of her reverie and before the EMTs could shut the ambulance's door Maura jumped in.

One of the EMTs started to speak, but his partner, a woman who had the last name Lopez on her shirt spoke first, "She's a Doc." Lopez looked over at Maura while she started an IV and worked on Jane, "Doctor Isles. MGH is the best."

Maura tried to speak, but found that nothing came out on the first try. Finally she was able to make a sound, "She's going to Mass General?"

"Yes." The woman paused, "Did she really shoot herself to shoot the guy who had her hostage?"

Maura stared down into the closed eyelids of the nearly deathly white Jane, "Yes."

"That's guts."

Maura finally looked up from Jane and met Lopez's eyes, "That's Rizzoli stupidity."


"God, that was stupid." Jane's head reared back, whacking on what felt like soft grass, as a mess of pink entered her vision. "Whoa."

"Good, good, you're finally here. Well, c'mon, c'mon now, we have things to do."

Jane's hand went down to her gut, nothing, she pulled her shirt up as she sat. "What, damn, am I dead?"

"No, not yet. C'mon, c'mon. We have somewhere to be."

"Buh..." And then Jane was standing on a boat, men yelling on either side of her and a storm bashing its sides. "Whoa..."

The woman in pink winced and snapped her fingers, the yelling's volume seemed to be decreased a bit. "Ooh, sorry 'bout that. I forgot, human ears."

"Hu-what, where?"

The pink covered woman smiled and gestured around the boat, "It's impressive isn't it." The woman sighed, "Or it would be if this part weren't just so depressing. But I won't spoil it yet, you have to wait for the entrance. It's... awesome."

Jane hadn't taken her eyes off of the woman though, "What the hell did they give me, or, am I dead?"

The woman sighed again and shook her head, "Fine, fine, you really are her aren't you. I am Aphrodite, usually I'm the Goddess of Love, in your time I'm one of two Greek gods that are still... hangin' around, but today I'm your guide. So," Aphrodite's voice got steely and serious, "watch and listen."

Jane was still so stunned and totally out of it that she did what the goddess said. One moment she'd been shooting herself, on purpose, in retrospect not her best plan ever, and then she was on her back staring up at trees instead of the BPD HQ building. A shout went up and Jane looked over the side of the ship, where everyone else was looking as well.

Suddenly there was an explosion of water and someone grabbed onto the ladder that had been lowered. It was a woman who was climbing up the ladder. She swung herself onto the deck and ran a hand through her hair. It was short, and very blonde, with just a bit of red in it. Her eyes were an arresting green, and she was short compared to most of the men surrounding her on the ship. She wore a sort of red sports bra looking thing, and a short wrap around skirt of the same color.

The now drenched blonde woman spoke to the one that looked the oldest and most grizzled of the lot. "It's done, get us back to Amphipolis before... just, no more problems. Can you all see to that?"

There were some yes ma'am, some rolled eyebrows and a few of the men just turned and got to work. One didn't, he was the tallest on the ship and one of the broadest as well. He had dark blond hair that hung just above his shoulders, his biceps seemed ready to explode from his arms, and he had on an interesting outfit, leather pants and a yellow, no sleeved shirt. He frowned at the soaking wet woman, "Someone else could have done that Gabrielle."

"By that, you mean you Hercules."

Jane looked over at Aphrodite, "Did she just say Hercules?" Aphrodite nodded and Jane tilted her head to one side, "Hmm... always thought from the stories he was uglier, and hairier."

"Shhhh..."

Gabrielle stood in front of Hercules, her hands on her hips, "I don't need a babysitter Hercules. Xena saw to that. I don't need you. Go, save a cow or something."

Hercules smiled just a bit, "That's funny. More than her skills rubbed off on you. And, I'm not going anywhere."

Gabrielle made a noise deep in her throat and stormed off towards the bow of the ship. Hercules groaned, "How in Hades did you put up with her Xena."

Aphrodite sighed, "They were in love..."

Jane looked over at the Goddess of Love. She was entirely and totally confused, "Okay. Whichever half of my brain you are, you're gonna have to catch the rest of me up to speed."

Aphrodite finally turned and faced the tall detective. "You're not dreaming, or dead. We're here, in the past, watching what happened. We can't change it, just watch, but trust me we're here."

"And where is here?"

Aphrodite pointed the way that they were going, "That's Greece, where Gabrielle and Hercules are from." She pointed behind them, "We're coming from Egypt."

"Why?"

Aphrodite waved a finger in front of Jane's face, "Nope. That's for me to know, and you to find out."

Jane let out a measured breath, "She's Gabrielle, who's Xena."

Aphrodite smiled, "See, there's the detective. Xena is a former warlord, think mob boss, except with lots more swords and much, much more blood and death. But, when she met the blonde force of nature up there." They both looked up where Gabrielle stood at the very tip of the ship, holding her face up to the wind. "She was changed for the better, decided to do good, to kill the bad guys blah, blah, blah. Sure, Herc, sorta led her towards that anyway, but it was Gabs that kept Xena on the track of the greater good. 'Course, she just had to go and get herself killed. Thought that somehow dying was better for some dead souls that she'd killed, sorta, I'm a little fuzzy on the details, happened in Japa. Anyway, she thought that dying would bring more peace to those souls than living would to all the hundreds of more people she could have saved. Stupid really, but, she's only human, mostly."

Jane pinched her arm, and winced, "Okay, why am I not waking up."

Aphrodite frowned at Jane. "This is not your life flashing before your eyes Jane. Will you believe me?"

Jane tilted her head as she regarded the goddess. "Believe a blonde haired woman in all pink, see through pink."

Aphrodite sighed, "Just... let go for a minute, or two. Would you like me to fast forward a bit?"

"Oh, sure, how about to the end?"

Aphrodite ignored Jane's quip. "I'd close your eyes."