Jane meets Maura for the first time, and all does not go well. Will they still manage to become the close 'friends' we know and love? Who am I kidding… yes, yes they will.

In all honesty this is just a bit of fun that got me through a slow afternoon at work. I note that my grammar and general ability to remain in the right tense is pretty shocking…do enjoy!

Jane had been sat at her desk for what felt like an eternity doing paperwork. She was currently alternating her time between watching the flashing curser on her screen, checking her watch and looking at her partner's empty desk with an ever mounting feeling of jealousy knowing that Frost and Korsak would be on at least their second beer by now. Suddenly she wished she hadn't sent them off earlier to the Dirty Robber then she would at the very least have someone to moan at.

Letting out an exasperated sigh Jane stretched her arms above her head and leant back in her chair hoping to force a bit of life in to her tired limbs. It was only then that she became aware that she wasn't the only person left in the office. In her periphery she could just make out a darkish shape moving in what appeared to be an oddly repetitive motion. She was surprised that she hadn't picked up on the slight creaking sound they were making before. Slowly turning her chair towards the moving figure she found herself looking at the back of what appeared to be a small child jumping up and down on the spot.

Jane stood up and went to walk towards the little girl. She was concerned as to why they were in the homicide department at all let alone so late on a Friday evening. She came to a halt when the child stopped jumping and started making her way across to the entrance of the office where the girl nabbed one of the umbrellas that was sat next to the doorway. Jane's curiosity got the better of her and she found herself rooted in place watching as the little girl walked back to the spot she had been previously standing in and began to wave the closed umbrella above her head. Following the line of the Umbrella Jane caught sight of a donut box sitting on a shelf a good few feet about the ground. Realising that the kid was trying to snag the box it took all of her willpower to stifle the laugh that was trying to force its way out of her mouth. It was only when girl started to climb up on to one of the nearby desks that Jane suddenly felt her feet start to move again.

'Whoa! Hey kid' Jane shouted startling the child who quickly retreated from her make shift ladder and proceeded to look down in the direction of her feet. The detective instantly regretted her tone when she got close enough to see the little girl's bottom lip was trembling.

'Hey don't cry. Its okay no harm no foul, right?' Jane paused hoping that by some miracle her extremely lame attempt at soothing the child would stop the onslaught of tears, however she quickly realised this wasn't going to happen as the little girl started to sob uncontrollably.

Jane quickly looked around herself trying to find anything she could use to distract the girl. After a few moments she suddenly remembered why the girl had been swinging the umbrella about in the first place. Feeling extremely proud of herself for remembering Jane pulled the box down with a flourish and shoved it under the little girl's nose thinking this would surely put an end to all the tears. However her ego trip was short lived when the girl turned her head away and continued to cry. It was at times like this that Jane wished she had spent more time helping her Ma out when one of her cousins was visiting with their kids. However normally she was put off helping because any interest she showed in children usually started her mom off on a long spiel about wanting grandbabies before she was too old to hold them, much to Jane's annoyance.

She dumped the box on the table the girl had previously tried to climb and let out an exasperated sigh, again wishing Frost was here. She would bet any money he was good with kids.

'Sweety what's your name?' Jane asked getting down on her knees so she was at eye level with the girl. She was hoping a question would maybe distract them from the crying. She watched as the little girl took one really long sniff and rubbed at her eyes with the back of her sleeve, before shyly looking up at Jane through long eye lashes and then back down towards Jane's feet. She was almost about to give up when the little girl suddenly spoke.

'I'm not supposed to talk to strangers.' It was said so quietly Jane almost couldn't make her out.

'Well I'm not just any old stranger I'm a detective. Do you know what a detective is?'

'Uh 're a police lady.'

'That's right. I put the bad people you shouldn't talk to in Jail. Can you tell me where your mom or your dad is?' Jane hoped that's she hadn't been too direct with her question after having only just managed to get the girl to speak at all.

'Daddies in New York and Momma is working.'

'Who are you here with?' Jane was starting to get worried the kid had actually been abandoned by someone.

'JJ.' The girl stated simply as if Jane should know who she was talking about.

'Okay…Who's JJ?' Jane tried her best to keep the annoyance she was starting to feel out of her voice realising that it wasn't the girl's fault that she had been left on her own. She did however feel like she was completely justified in getting severely annoyed at this JJ.

'My new Nanny' The girl responded.

Jane noticed that with the girls growing confidence in talking to her she was looking more and more at the donut box that she had previously chucked on to the desk. Picking it up Jane presented it to the girl hoping that it would keep the answers to her questions coming.

'Go on take a donut. Remember I'm the law around her so you kinda have to do what I say.' Jane said this with what she hoped was a silly looking mock serious face. She was pleased when the little girl covered her mouth and giggled. It always amazed Jane how quickly kids could go from crying to laughing.

'Do you know why JJ brought you here?' She asked whilst the girl took one of the donuts finally.

'We're here to see my Momma.' It was a slightly muffled response as the kid had already started shoving an entire donut into their mouth.

'Whoa you don't get fed much do you?' Jane said laughing.

'Does your mom works here?' Jane could just about make out the uh huh response she got from the donut filled mouth.

'Where does your mom work?' She asked feeling a surge of excitement at potentially locating one of her parents. It was short lived however when the little girl shrugged her shoulders and stretched her arm out to take another one. The hand paused in mid air as she looked up at Jane for approval first.

'You might as well kid, by looks of it you ain't going anywhere for a while'

Just as she finished her sentence she heard the sound of the elevator ping and then the quick clip clop of heels accompanied by the voice of a woman from behind her.

'Rosalind what have I told you about eating sugary snacks this late in the day?'

Jane turned towards the sound of the voice and found herself looking at an attractive woman who looked to be in her mid thirties. With in a second Jane had already determined the woman was fairly middle class based on her expensive clothing, and she was therefore not the girl's nanny and must instead be her mother. Jane felt her insides start to boil taking the women's intial statement to mean she cared more about what the child was eating rather than the fact she was stood with a complete stranger.

'Hey lady you really should keep an eye on your kid' Jane said whilst rising up so she was towering ever so slightly above the other woman. She was initially surprised when she noted the other lady didn't appear at all intimidated by her.

'I do keep an eye on her.' The woman responded with a smile. 'That said it isn't always myself that's undertaking that particular activity. That would be a physical impossibility but yes at every opportunity.'

'Right well when someone was ''keeping an eye'' on her' Jane couldn't help emphasising her statement with air quotes. 'About 15 minutes ago she was about to go all Stallone on that desk there…' She watched the confused look cross the other woman's face.

'You know Cliffhanger…Rocky 4…when he's climbing the…ugh…' Jane was quickly loosing patience with the woman. 'Look it doesn't matter who shoulda been looking after her…'

'Should have…'

'What?' Jane was completely blindsided by the response.

'Should have been, not shoulda been…'

'Seriously 'Parent of the year' here is correcting how I talk?' Jane couldn't believe how rude this lady was being in such a short space of time.

'If we didn't correct each other how would we learn, and I've never pertained to be parent of the year.' The other lady responded with a smile. If Jane didn't know any better she almost thought that the woman really was trying to help her, she quickly dismissed that notion.

'You're some piece of work lady'

'I'm sorry I've offended you. If I were to pronounce something incorrectly or in the wrong context I would welcome someone informing me of the corr...'

'I'm done here…' Jane said cutting the other woman off mid sentence, she only paused once she realised she didn't know the ladies name.

'Dr Isles.' The other woman filled the gap whilst presenting her hand for Jane to shake. Jane momentarily looked at the friendly gesture before dismissing the action and continuing her sentence.

'A Doctor huh? Should have guessed. Well Doctor, can you just make sure that your child…' Jane made a point of pronouncing everything in an exaggerated manner. 'Is not running about my office, trying to break her neck from now on. I could do without the extra paperwork.'

With that Jane abruptly turned on the spot and stalked back to her desk. She could hear the woman calling after her but instead of turning round to acknowledge what was being said she dismissed the Dr with a wave of her hand and slumped back down in front of her computer screen.

If anything the small exchange had given her the boost of energy to hurry up and get the reports finished, looking quickly at her watch she figured if she got her head down she could be in the Dirty Robber with in the hour. Jane started clicking away on her keyboard, only pausing momentarily to acknowledge the sound of the elevator opening and closing. With a small sigh she was thankful that they had left without trying to speak to her any further. Once she heard the doors close her fingers picked up again and within a few minutes she had already forgotten about the brief altercation with the Doctor and instead was picturing the first beer that would be waiting for her at the bar.