Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. Except for Ian's sister.. and the guy with the screwdriver sticking out of his eye.
Author's Note: Thanks guys for your reviews, it makes me happy that you all are enjoying my first story. Also, I didn't intend for this one to be as long it is, but I got a little carried away while writing lol. Enjoy.
EDIT: The dream sequence seems to have confused some people, it begins at 'Maura's Dream' and ends at 'xxxxx' but in Maura's mind she's still dreaming. Hope that clears things up.
Chapter 2:
Jane awoke to the light sounds of the television, stretching and adjusting her eyes to the darkness, she went to go check on her friend.
Maura was sound asleep in her bed. She looks so adorable while she sleeps. Jane quickly shook the thought. This is wrong. She's your best friend. she's not gay, and neither are you. Maura snorted. I wonder what she's dreaming about..
xx Maura's Dream xx
"You got anything for me, Maura?" Jane asked as she approached the autopsy table.
"I have conclusively determined that this woman was not murdered. She committed suicide, Jane. I have reason to believe she was starving herself, most likely suffering from Anorexia. Her ribs are protruding, and She has an ulcer and no stomach contents which indicate that she has not eaten in several days. In a sense her stomach began to feed on itself just to keep her alive. The cause of death however, was a single, deep cut to her Femoral Artery. She bled out in minutes." Maura said with empathy in her voice as she pulled the sheet over the woman's head.
"That's really depressing." Jane said looking down at the white sheet.
Frankie and Frost walk into the morgue. "Hey, you guys coming to the Robber tonight?" Frost asked.
"Yeah." Jane said. "After that I could use a drink or two."
Maura turned off the lights in the morgue as Jane waited for her so they could ride together.
As if her day couldn't get any worse, Jane got a flat tire on her way to the Robber.
"You seem to have run over a roofing nail." Maura stated matter-of-factly.
"Aw, where the hell did that come from? Now I gotta call Giovanni and it's gonna take him at least an hour to get here." Jane moaned.
"Oh, No worries. I can change it. I just need a change of shoes." Maura said proudly.
"Jeez. Maur. Is there anything you can't do?" Jane said looking down at her friend now kneeling on the ground fixing her tire.
"All done." Maura said smiling as she got up off of the ground, brushed the dirt off of her hands and adjusted her dress.
"Oh. you've got a little dirt on your face." Jane said licking her finger then brushing the dark spot off of Maura's soft porcelain skin. Looking into her best friends green eyes, she noticed the glimmering flecks of yellow. Jane realized her hand was still on Maura's face.
*coughs* "Uh, yeah. We should go, Frost and Frankie are probably wondering where we are." Jane said awkwardly as she walked towards the driver's seat. What the hell just happened? She thought to herself.
Jane turned on the radio "And the Red Sox lost to the Yankees 6-11." She turned the radio back off and scowled. I hate the Yankees. They drove the rest of the way in silence. Frost and Frankie exchanged knowing glances as they saw Maura and Jane walking in. "What took you guys so long?" Frost asked suggestively.
"I got a flat and Maura had to change my tire." Jane tried to explain.
"Oh, yeah. I bet she changed your tire real good." Frost joked.
"Hey! she's still my sister, bro." Frankie exclaimed slapping Frost on the arm.
Frost and Frankie's sexual innuendos were lost on Maura, so she just smiled.
Jane rolled her eyes and ordered two shots of tequila. She downed them almost as quickly as they arrived at their table. They ordered a large basket of fries to go with their beers as they talked about their day, and Maura went on about something none of them had ever heard of. Jane looked over at her as she finished her third beer, feeling the alcohol slowly consume her, she knew she shouldn't have had that last one, now Maura has to drive her home.
"I think you're gonna have to drive me home. I'm pretty tipsy." Jane said.
Maura scooted out of the booth as Jane handed her the keys. "See ya tomorrow." Frost said to them as they departed the bar.
"I wonder how much longer they're gonna go on pretending like they don't love each other." Frost said to Frankie.
"Well, let's see, they've been friends for like 5 years.. So maybe another 5? Frankie replied.
"Nah, I don't think it'll take that long. Jane seems to be more bold lately. I give it 2 months." Frost said.
Instead of driving Jane to her apartment, Maura drove them to her house. When they arrived Jane thought about protesting, but was too tired and tipsy to care. Maura tossed Jane a t-Shirt to wear, as she changed into a short negligée. They laid in Maura's bed and as tired as Jane was, Maura decided to strike up conversation. Turning over to face one another Maura asked "Jane, what's the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to you?
"Maura, I'm not telling you that!" Jane shouted.
"Well why not? I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours.." Maura said to her smiling coyly.
She thought about it. "Dammit Maura." Jane grumbled. She doesn't know how exactly Maura gets her to do these things. Jane let out a deep sigh, and reluctantly began to tell her story.
"You gotta promise me you wont laugh though, okay? Jane said.
"Okay." Maura said.
"Okay. So it was my sophomore year of High School and I was in the girl's locker room getting changing into gym clothes for my Team Sports class when Kate, Debbie, and Emily walk by and say "Hey look, it's Roly Poly Rizzoli!" Then Kate turns to me and says "I don't even know why you're in here, Rizzoli. We all know you're supposed to be in the Boys locker room." I didn't notice it then, but they took a picture of me with my shirt off and put it inside Steve Sanner's locker with the words 'Roly Poly Rizzoli is a part of the Itty Bitty Titty Committee.' written on it. I was mortified, I had the hugest crush on Steve. A few weeks later he ended up taking me out on a pity date.
Maura giggled. Jane punched her arm. "Ouch! Why did you hit me Jane?!"
"You promised you wouldn't laugh." Jane said softly.
"Well, technica-" Jane punched Maura's arm again this time letting it rest against her arm.
They stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity before one of them spoke. Maura reached out and touched Jane's face. They inched closer together. Jane placed a soft kiss on Maura's lips. What am I doing? Jane quickly retracted from their kiss and began apologizing as she sat up, making her way off the bed.
"I'm sorry, Maura. I don't know what came over me."
Maura grabbed Jane by the arm and said "Jane you don't have to apologize to me, you don't know how long I've been waiting for you to do that."
"WHAT." Jane said in shock and disbelief at the words Maura had just uttered.
"I've had feelings for you for a while but I never said anything because I didn't want to ruin our friendship, I didn't think you felt the same way. You're the only friend I've ever had and I would never want to jeopardize that." She had said the words so quietly Jane had barely even heard them.
Maura pulled Jane towards her planted a kiss on her lips, this time however, it was more intense more passionate. Jane slipped her tongue in Maura's mouth, tasting a hint of the beer she had consumed earlier. They wrestled around on the bed one never on top for longer than a few minutes. Maura noticed that they had begun to sweat, she could see the moisture accumulating on Jane's brow as she lifted her shirt off of Jane. Jane stopped as soon as she realized her shirt was off, her hands flying to cover her scar and chest.
xxxxxxxxxxxx
"You're a good kisser, Jane." Maura mumbled in her sleep just as Jane walked out of her room. Jane froze. Did I just hear that right? Jane was intrigued as she walked back into the room and sat down at the edge of Maura's bed. Maura was sweating, her whole body was moist. Jane pressed the back of her scarred palm to Maura's forehead. Her skin was clammy.
Jane began looking around Maura's apartment for a thermometer. She quickly remembered she had seen one in the kitchen a few months back. Jane ran into the kitchen and looked in the drawer marked 'T' she found the thermometer along with some tongs and tweezers. Thanks, Ma. Jane thought to herself as she ran back to Maura sticking the thermometer in her mouth, and gently rubbing her forehead waiting for the Mercury to settle.
She couldn't tell if it was 105 or 106, but she knew she was gonna have to take Maura to the hospital anyways. She quickly dressed her friend in a BPD t-shirt and some yoga pants then carried her to the car. "What's wrong, Jane? Why'd you stop?" Maura mumbled out loud, her fever making her increasingly delusional.
"What are you talking about, Maura? You're sick and I'm taking you to the hospital." Jane stated just as Maura reached out and touched the area around Jane's scar. Jane flinched.
"It's okay." she mumbled. "I don't care. You're still beautiful." Jane's eyes began to tear as she walked around to the other side of the car and put it into gear.
Bursting through the emergency room, she was surprised to see so many people working in the hospital at 4am on a Saturday. One of the nurses approached them asking what was wrong.
"She's got a really high fever, around 106 when we left the house. She is also a bit delusional. She was here earlier, but the doctor discharged her after giving her some medication he said would help calm her fever." Jane explained.
"Okay, I'm gonna put her in a room." She said bringing over a wheelchair so that Jane didn't have to carry her the whole way there.
Jane was sitting in the chair watching Maura sleep, and listening to the sounds of her heart rate monitor when the doctor came in.
"Hi again." The doctor said trying to be as cheery as possible.
Jane narrowed her eyes and stared at him blankly."You said the medication would make her better, but instead she got worse."
"Uh. yes. That's why I'm here." Dr. Robbins said shifting uncomfortably. "I'm afraid I have some bad news.." He paused. "Your girlfriend seems to have contracted Meningitis."