Rizzoli and Isles is the greatest television show of all times….just saying. This is going to be a couple of one-shots in multi chapters! All will be different in ratings but I am sticking with T because some will be steamy! The only order these one shots will follow is timeline wise. I am working from first times and more to five and 10 years down the road. Some might be two-shots, but I will inform later on! I am working on a chapter story but these are just little scenes that pop up in my head sometimes! Enjoy and please comment and favorite! First time writer for Rizzles and second time writer on FF! Enjoy…and blah blah blah I don't own any rights to the show or characters, I just have an imagination that needs to be freed!

The Meeting

Third Person POV

"Korsak! Why the hell would you tell my mother that I about got shot today? You know she is just going to hover for the next couple of weeks!" Jane shot at her old partner as she entered the bullpen.

"Hey! Don't get hysterical at me! She overheard one of the officers downstairs talking about what happened and asked me about it because YOU wouldn't answer your phone!"

"Well, why do you think I wasn't answering my phone? I didn't want her asking tons of questions. And don't call me hysterical! You know what happened to the last guy who did that!"

Korsak just shook his head and got back to paperwork! "By the way Jane, the new ME started today! You might want to go down and introduce yourself. She asked to meet you personally when I went down there earlier."

"Had she started the autopsy on the body we found yesterday?" Jane questioned.

"Yeah, she had just started when I left, but Jane, go easy on her. She…well she isn't from our neck of the woods, so don't take anything she says to heart. I don't think she even knows what she is saying."

With a confused and agitated look, Jane heads out of the bullpen. "As long as she is good at her job, she can say whatever she wants to me. The last guy cost us more than 5 cases!"

With the ding of the elevator signaling her arrival to the basement, Jane made her way into the morgue.

"His body appears to have no outer external injuries and his jaw line and upper mandibular indicate he is between 40-50 years of age. Enteral examination has been completed and it is determined that…"

"Umm, hi. I am Detective Rizzoli. You must be our new ME." Jane walks the short distance from the door to the table where the body rests.

"Oh, yes! Sorry, I am just finishing up the autopsy you requested for John Doe. It looks as though he has suffered a myocardial infarction due to his age and lack of healthy food consumption. I'm Dr. Maura Isles." With a smile on her face and a glove free hands, Maura walked around the table to stand in front of the detective.

"So, heart attack? No murder or anything? And it's nice to meet you. I was told you asked for me to personally show myself down here." Jane smiled and shook the doctor's hand in a firm greeting.

"No murder today and yes, as I know we will be working together closely and I wanted to make sure we had a chance to properly meet before we began working together. Detective Korsak spoke fondly of you so I wanted to meet you myself and assert my own opinion before we started."

Jane was slightly taken back by the statement, but in her line of work she had heard worse and wasn't the least bit shaken by the doctors words. She also didn't think the doctor meant anything by it. She could tell by the way she talked and walked she was of higher class and intelligence. With a Rizzoli smirk she responded, "Your own opinion? You don't get out much do you?"

"Well yes detective. I get out all the time. I run almost every morning around my neighborhood and go to the café down the street, and I have a formal outing this weekend with a few of my parents friends and colleagues."

Jane was slightly taken back again. Either she is a dumb genius or she really just didn't get my humor. Jane thought to herself before responding.

"No," Jane said with a chuckle, " I just meant if you think you can form an opinion about me in our first meeting, you must not socialize a lot."

"But I do socialize Detective Rizzoli. Did you not hear me when I said I had formal function this weekend? I am highly certain there will be people there." Maura was getting more and more confused and frustrated with the detective and she had just met her.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to upset you. Look, I just meant, like people your own age, friends maybe. Not in the literal sense of "getting out", just you must not hang out with people of your own age." Jane was sure she had just ruined any chance she had at getting on the ME's good side, but this woman was seriously misinterpreting everything she said.

"It's fine. I honestly don't have any friends my age. I was socially awkward as a child and through my adolescent years never had close friends. I made school and books my friends. I guess that's why I like the job I do. They don't judge me or look at me differently, and the human body and how it functions amazes me. Even at my age now, I don't do much outside my home and keep to myself, so my social actions aren't always right and seen as normal."

Jane didn't know what to say. She had know the doctor for five minutes and already knew more in her first visit then she meant to. She couldn't help but feel sorry for the doctor either and wanted to kick Korsak in the balls for jumping to conclusion on how Maura really was. Jane herself didn't have many friends outside of work and most of them were people from work and were males. On some level, Jane understood how she felt.

"Well hey, we're all weird on some level right? Just because you like books more than some people and have a hard time understanding us mere mortals sometimes doesn't make you on a different level of weird it It just makes you…well you. I personally don't like to read, that is what TV is for, and my people skills are pretty amazing if you ask me," Jane winked and smiled, "but since we are going to be working together closely and you need an analyzed opinion of me, why don't you come grab drinks with the boys and I tonight after work and we can work on your social skills and your opinion of me?"

Maura was thrown off her heels slightly. She had never been informally asked to a social gathering outside of work with co-workers. She got a giddy feeling in her body that only happened a couple of times in her younger years when she would get invited to a sleepover with other classmates.

"I would love to grab drinks with you detective. I can honestly say this will be my first time ever engaging with peers/co-workers of around the same age. Would it be weird to say that I am really excited?"

Jane just grinned and reached out for Maura's forearm, "No, it isn't weird, just don't tell any of the guys that. We will keep that between us girls."

"Okay, great detective! I will see you tonight!" Maura beamed at the thought of her nightly activity.

"Okay, great doctor," Jane stated as she walked out of the morgue, "and by the way, if we are going to be hanging together outside of work, I think you better call me Jane."

With a smile wider than Texas, the doctor responded, "Well, I guess you better call me Maura then…Jane."

With a Rizzoli smile, Jane headed towards the elevator. I hope the guys don't kill me.