July 4

This was the only thing I owned that didn't scream 'I'm a cop'" Rizzoli explained as she walked over to where Andrew stood by the van. He put up his hands in surrender,

"I wasn't going to say anything." He looked at Jane taking note of her outfit, a long green t shirt cut down each side with a sports bra underneath. Along with that she wore black jeans with a pair of converse. He wasn't used to seeing her look so casual.
"You actually dressed the part perfectly."

"So, am I supposed to wear a wire or something?"

"Or something." Andrew shrugged, reaching over into the van and pulling out a leather belt.

"Wear this. It has a small microphone init that'll transmit all conversations back here so that Mikey and his tech crew can work their magic. Just try and stay out of back rooms and the back of the club because we'll lose the signal. "

Jane took the belt slipping it into the belt loops of her jeans as she listened to him explain everything.

"Oh yeah, one more thing. Here's your wallet with you ID as wells as a new cell phone. If you check under the calendar reminder, 'Must pay phone bill' you'll see the address of your safe house. When you get there you'll see a set of keys to your new car. Consider that one a gift. "He chuckled.

"And you'll have a job."

"A job? For what?"

"Because you need to pay for food. The department couldn't fit everything into the budget. So you have to work to keep food in the apartment. It's just a gig at a small skate shop."

Jane took the phone slipping it in her back pocket.

"Is that all?"

Andrew nodded his head.

"Yeah, that's all Rizzoli…Now I must warn you, Maura is no dummy. She may be a drug addict strung out on smack but she's no idiot. She graduated top of high school class and magna cum laude from BCU. She was set to graduate from Harvard Medical when apparently she met some guy who got her hooked. I'm telling you all of this because one mistake and Maua will see right through you. And if that happens, she won't hesitate to inform her father. That could mean your life. The moment you make contact and have successfully infiltrated text the number stored as mom with the message, 'we'll make it to dinner.'"

"Alright. I understand Andrew, don't look so nervous." She chuckled, trying to calm him down. She didn't understand why he was so anxious, she was the one going undercover. She walked away from the van and out of the dark alley, crossing the street to the entrance of Massionettes. She prepared to walk inside only to be stopped by a large man.

"ID?"

She nodded her head, fishing in her back pocket for her wallet flashing the bouncer her ID. He nodded his head okay, stepping aside to allow her entrance. Jane put her wallet back in her pocket as she made her way up a dark stair case, letting the music lead her to where she needed to go. Jane was never much of a party goer; anytime she did make a visit to a club it was because her brothers dragged her out to one and by brothers she meant her youngest, Tommy. The only reason she ever agreed was because she sought the companionship of someone outside of her family and her partner, Detective Frost; someone to make her feel good, feel something since her last encounter with Serial Killer Charles Hoyt, even if only for a night. Then came Lindsay, someone who understood how she felt when she came home after a tough case. She was willing to listen when Jane wanted to talk and didn't push Jane when the detective wasn't as forthcoming about her nightmare. She really care about Jane and was very patent with her and Jane loved her for it.

"Can I get a beer?" Jane asked, as she took a seat at the bar.

The bartender, a young blonde, smiled at her,

"Anything for you." She winked, receiving a smile in return. Jane grabbed her beer, twisting off the cap with her hands, a "talent" she picked up as a teen. Taking a sip of the cold Heineken, she turned around to face the dance floor, looking to see if Maura had arrived yet. Despite it being dark in the club, Jane didn't see anyone fitting the description of the woman she looking for, so she turned back to the bar to finish her beer.

Hey Hailey, Can I get another round." Jane turned to her side to see a woman standing at the bar bouncing up and down as if she had to pee. Jane usually saw this jitteriness in drug addicts coming down from a high. Turning her body completely to get a second look, Jane recognized her. It was Maura. Jane had to admit, her mug shot did her no justice, she was beautiful.

"Alright, Maura, just calm the hell down." Hayley said, turning back to her other customers. Maura took a seat, sighing heavily as she waited. Jane took another sip of her beer. Now that she had found Maura she had no clue how to approach her.

'Remember Rizzoli, she's no idiot. Play it cool." She took another gulp of her beer. But before she could say anything, Maura turned towards her.

"I've never seen you here before."

"I've always been here; maybe you're not looking hard enough."

'That's right Rizzoli, just play it cool, act natural.'

She turned back to her beer.

Maura narrowed her eyes at Jane,

"Well, if you'd been her before, I'd have seen you."

Jane stood up, taking out her wallet, throwing a twenty on the bar counter,

"Look ,um…"

"Maura."

"Maura, I just came for a beer. Like I said, this isn't my first time here, whether or not you remember me is your problem, not mine. Jane turned away, only to feel a hand grabbing her arm.

"Wait…Dance with me." Maura whispered.

Jane smiled to herself, turning back to Maura who stood up, forgetting her drinks, and led Jane to the center of the dance floor.

She took Jane's hands, wrapping them around her waist as she closed the distance between them.

"What's your name?"

"Jane."

"Jane, you know you're quite attractive. The symmetry in your face is quite appealing." Maura turned in Jane's arms, grinding into her as they moved to the music, the throbbing of its bass matching Jane's heartbeat. As quickly as the music began, it just as quickly ended, leaving Maura and Jane staring at each other.

"Come with me." Maura took Jane's hand leading her away from the large crowd and noise. Jane allowed the blonde to lead her to a secluded hallway in the back of the club. Maura placed her hand lightly at Jane's chest, pushing her back against the wall. Their lips touch and Jane stilled. She soon found herself breathing in the scent of Maura's perfume. Her heart skidded to a halt as the soft brush of Maura's perfume. Her heart skidded to a halt as the soft brush of her mouth against hers forced Jane's knees to weaken. She opened her eyes, her fingers sliding up to grip Maura's arms as she flipped them with Maura's back now against the wall. They separated for a second to catch their breaths and their eyes locked. Jane looked into Maura's glazed over eyes, a byproduct of whatever drug she took, before their lips connected again. Maura's hands reached down pulling at Jane's belt. The clicking of her belt buckle and the threat of her wire being discovered brought Jane back to reality.

"I should get going." Jane stammered, backing away from her. Maura desperately reached out for her hand to stop her.

"No, don't go. We just met." She pleaded with a childlike innocence. For a moment Jane almost caved to the sadness in Maura's eyes, but she knew she had to leave. She was immediately uncomfortable. She had done her job, she had infiltrated. That was enough for now.

"Maura, if it's meant to be, we'll meet again." And with that she was gone.

End of Flashback

"So you just left? How did you even know you'd see her again?"

Jane wiped at her nose again, shrugging, "I didn't know."

"Well when did you see her again?"

"That night. I had forgotten my cell phone. Without it, I had no idea where my safe house was. I walked back to the club and luckily for me, Hailey, the bartender had picked up my phone before anyone else could get to it.

Flashback

"Thanks Hailey." Jane said, smiling at the blonde, earning her a wink. If there was one thing she learned from watching her brother and the several people she's dated, it's that their was a Rizzoli charm and she definitely possessed it. Jane slipped the phone in her pocket and as she turned to leave, she caught sight of Maura passed out on a couch in the back of the club. Jane sighed in frustration. She hadn't been gone for 10 minutes and already, Maura had gone off to get high. Jane made her way to the back of the club to where Maura was. She kneeled down in front of the couch,

"Maura." She received no response. She sat the blonde up straight, patting her face lightly.

"C'mon, wake up." She whispered. Seeing Maura's eyes open, if only for a second before fluttering shut, she sighed in relief.

"Jane, you came back." She whispered. Jane put one of Maura' arms around her shoulder as she pulled her to her feet.

"C'mon, let's get you home." She helped Maura walk out of the club,

"Where do you live?" she asked as they made their way down the sidewalk in the warm July night.

"I don't remember. Somewhere with a door." And with that she burst out laughing.

Jane rolled her eyes, unsure of where to take the intoxicated woman in her arms. She pulled out her phone, reading the calendar note with the address of her safe house. Luckily for them both, it wasn't too far from where they currently were and they arrived soon after.

Jane reached above the door, finding a single key waiting for her. Still holding Maura, trying to keep them both from falling over, she unlocked the door. Kicking it open with her foot, she flicked on the lights revealing a room with a bed against the wall by the window and a couch by the door.

"Where are we Jane?" Maura slurred, slipping in and out of consciousness.

"Don't worry about it." She brought Maura over to the bed, laying her down gently. She quickly undressed her, leaving her in just her underwear. She folded the clothes and sat them on the night stand before pulling a blanket over her, stopping to take in the several small holes littering the fold Maura's arms. She walked into the kitchen opening the refrigerator seeing a case of her favorite beer on the top shelf.

"Andy, you know me too well." She smirked, grabbing a bottle flicking the cap off. She pulled out her phone, falling back on the couch.

'We'll make it to dinner." She quickly typed into her phone, pressing send before placing it on her coffee table.

End of Flashback

"Damn safe house was nicer than my whole apartment." Jane grumbled, reaching into her jean pocket and pulling out a cigarettes, lighting it.

"I never knew you smoked. When did that start?"

"I don't know, a few months ago. Look, considering all the other junk I put in my body a cigarette is harmless." She laughed, expelling the toxic fumes into the air.

Korsak looked at Jane in disgust.

"What happened to you?"

Jane's face became solemn again as she took another drag of her cigarette. As she held the smoke in her lungs, she looked down, studying the cigarette in her hand. She slowly exhaled the smoke in her lungs,

"Maura happened."