You and I were magic
Summary: "A million things made me think you and I were magic - it took only one to bring me down to earth again". They had a wonderful summer, but Maura decides to leave her world behind. They meet again years later. Are they still the same?
Authors Note: Thanks everybody for your amazing comments on my other stories. I appreciate this very much, it makes me smile every morning when I look into my Mail folder :) This story will be longer, my first longer in a while. Im currently writing the final chapter, so no worries. :) Comments are love, Suggestions are welcome!
Credit: They are not mine, but my fantasies are, and in those, they would be together, in love head over heels, but sadly, they aren't, so I just borrow them to play. I guess they don't mind. Originally, Characters and Rizzoli and Isles belong to Tess Gerritsen and TNT
Chapter 1
Summer
They had spent the summer together. It has been hot, terribly hot for Boston. Even the murderers seem to take a break, there wasn't much to do. When Maura thought back about this summer, she couldn't stop smiling. It has been her and Jane's summer.
One night, when she couldn't sleep, she went over to Jane's house only to find her sitting on her porch, drinking a cold beer. "What brings you here?" Jane asked.
"I couldn't sleep and thought we could go on a trip."
"It's almost midnight Maura."
Maura raised an eyebrow. "Are you afraid of the dark, detective?"
Jane smirked, locked her door and got into the car. Maura drove around for a while, the windows open, their long hair dancing from the slip stream. When they were outside the city, at a small lake, Maura stopped the car. "Come on."
They walked over the sun burnt grass when Maura kicked her shoes off.
"Maura what are you doing?"
"That's a lake, Jane, a lot of water which is cooler than the air… I plan on swimming." She grinned, threw pants and shirt away and ran.
Jane couldn't help but laugh. She couldn't remember when both of them became that comfortable around each other, nor could she remember when Maura became that open to her. She joked and laughed much more lately. Right now, she jumped into the water, and Jane hurried to follow her. She got out of her shoes and clothes and jumped into the lake, water splashing around them. Maura laughed and splashed the cool wet at her. They fought for a while, until they could only keep laughing.
Maura swam on the back, and looked up into the sky; moon and stars were shining bright. "It's so beautiful."
Jane looked at her. "Yes, it is. Thanks for taking me."
Maura smiled. "You're welcome." She softly let her hand glide through the water and held on Jane's shoulder. "Think you may be able to sleep now?"
The brunette nodded. "You stay with me?"
"Yes, if you want."
They spent several evenings on Jane's porch or Maura's balcony that summer and went to a street festival with Jane's family. They would attend the public yoga class in the park once a week in the early mornings. Jane made Maura try every ice cream they could find and let her figure out which was her favorite.
One night, they were invited by Jane's family to a big barbeque in the garden. It seemed like half of the neighborhood was there, and Angela kept her daughter busy with helping.
That's how Maura saw her when she arrived, running around with some beer bottles, joking and laughing with her friends. Jane spun around when she noticed somebody was watching her and saw Maura at the garden door. She was wearing a white skirt and a silky white top, her dark blonde hair was curly tonight, and she stared at her. Jane smiled and handed the beer to Frankie. Then she slowly made her way through the people. Right in front of the friend she stopped. "You look beautiful."
"Is it too much? I wasn't sure; I mean I have been to garden parties before but…"
Jane reached out and softly took her hand. "You look beautiful Maura."
The blonde blushed. "Thanks."
"Jane!" Angela shouted.
"Geez, she has been running behind me all day" Jane murmured and let go Maura's hand. "Make sure not to sit next to Stuart, he will undress you with his eyes within seconds." She let her look run over Maura once more, and wished they would be somewhere else. With a regretful sigh she finally followed her mother's order and served more beer to the masses.
Whenever she looked for Maura, she saw her sitting with people, helping or talking. She looked like she was enjoying the party. The time passed and the first people went home, until only the Rizzoli family and the closest friends were left. Slow music was playing from a radio. Jane plopped down next to Maura and handed her a cold Coke. They took a sip when Jane's father pulled her mother to her feet and started dancing.
Jane smiled. "You can't imagine that they can fight like cats and dogs when you see this, huh?"
"No, they look just happy."
Jane leaned back; let her arm touch Maura's. After a while, Maura leaned her head into her friend's shoulder, while they sat on the bench watching Frank and Angela lost in their love.
"Come on" Jane whispered. "I want to take you home. We didn't talk all day."
"Okay" Maura gave back.
Jane helped her up, and guided her down the street. When they were out of sight and only the two of them and moths dancing around the street lights, they stopped; Jane's hand was still on Maura's back. "You know, I heard people talking about how stunning you look – and they are right. You look absolutely gorgeous in that dress."
Maura smiled. She had noticed Jane's looks. Actually, she had expected them. "I enjoy dressing up."
"Clearly" Jane giggled.
At home, Joe Friday did her little dance around them. After she got attention and food, she stretched out on the cold kitchen floor again, leaving Jane and Maura to themselves.
They could only look; both aware of the things that have been going on over this summer. It had been filled with the looks, the touches, and the silent agreements. The late night talks, the sleepovers combined with the confessions and the told secrets. They grew as one, became so much closer to each other during the last weeks while they spent all their free time together.
Jane searched Maura's grey eyes when she slowly stepped closer. She let her finger run over her arm; stroke the hair back behind her ears.
Then, her phone rang.
