This is my first Rizzles fanfiction, but it is not my FIRST fanfiction, do you understand? I saw this idea on Tumblr and decided to roll with it. It's based off The Parent Trap with Lindsey Lohan and…uh…Lindsey Lohan. Enjoy!

The Rizzles Trap

Prologue

They were perfect.

Two perfect sets of blue eyes. Two perfect button noses. Twenty fingers and twenty toes. Their skin was fair and their hair was fiery red and curly. Their smiles could light up all of Boston. Their bellies were round and their cheeks chubby. They giggled hysterically when poked in the belly.

Yes, they were two perfect little girls. Too bad their parents weren't even as remotely perfect.

Despite having planned for close to a year on taking these precious darlings in (their parents had contacted them just two months after conception), Detective Jane Rizzoli and her wife, Dr. Maura Isles, had been on the outs for a long while.

Jane didn't know what it was but every time Maura was around she felt…unusual. And not the good kind of unusual like when they'd started dating. No, now she always just felt…annoyed; more so than usual. She'd tamped it down, however, over the last few months as they waited for the girls to arrive from Ireland. Maura had been so preoccupied with getting the house ready for them that she hadn't even noticed Jane pulling away until about a month after they signed the adoption papers. The girls were already five months old at the time and took up most of their energy during the day but at night, while they slept, Jane and Maura were left alone together.

Jane tried to act as if everything was normal, but when Maura had sat down next to her on the couch and slung her arm over her shoulder, she moved away, not even attempting to apologize. It was then that Maura finally realized how much things had changed.

"What's wrong?" she asked, furrowing her brow.

Jane shook her head. "Nothing," she replied, not meeting her wife's eye.

"Jane," Maura said, warningly, "I know you; I know when something's wrong. Now just tell me what it is."

"Geez, Maura," Jane growled, standing up, "I told you already. Nothing is wrong. Can't you just let it go?" She stormed out of the room, Maura hot on her heel.

The following fight that ensued would change the course of their lives forever.

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"I'll send you photographs every month," Maura promised, not meeting her now ex-wife's eye, as they said goodbye at the airport. She was looking at the baby girl in her arms, Isabella—Izzy for short. Isabella Rizzoli. Who she would never see in person again.

Jane held their other daughter, Madison,—whom Jane called Sonny, while Maura preferred Maddie—stroking her hair, her face not hiding the fact that she was fighting back tears. She kissed the baby on the forehead.

"Me too," she replied quietly. "I'll send you photos, too." Maura's heart broke again at the look on her once best friend's face. She wanted to say something—something consoling about maybe talking this over—but then hers and Madison's flight number was called. She nearly broke down in tears at the thought of leaving her daughter, but choked them back as she strapped the little girl into her stroller.

"I love you," Maura whispered, kissing the baby's forehead, while surreptitiously looking up at Jane, who hugged her sixth-month old baby girl tightly to her chest, unaware.

"I love you so much," Jane sobbed into her hair, raining kisses all over her baby's head. She glanced over at Maura, who was picking up her carry on and readying the stroller for Madison. When she turned to her, Jane almost immediately handed the baby over, certain that she wouldn't be able to handle a goodbye hug from Maura because if they so much as touched, she would never let her go.

Maura took Maddie into her arms, taking a deep breath as she looked at Jane. "Well, this is it," she said, sighing.

Jane nodded. "Yeah," she said, nodding. "It is. Goodbye, Isles."

Maura's lip quivered slightly. "Ciao, Rizzoli," she responded, before placing Madison in her stroller, buckling her in, and walking away. Jane watched her go, tears streaming down her face, wondering how things had gone so wrong so fast.

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