Jane unhappily helped throw Maura's things in the spare room of her million dollar condo on base it contained a fifteen foot ceiling, six empty bedrooms and the most grand décor her mom could splurge on her daughter. Jane couldn't help but notice the huge smile that was almost painted on the smug humans face "so" Maura spoke trying to break the uncomfortable silence

"OK Maura listen to me, I have to work with you, I have to house you but in no way does that mean I have to interact with you, and quite frankly I don't believe you can keep up with me" Jane paused to wave her arm around "look around you Blondie, all this is mine not because I'm the bosses daughter, not because my family built this place, no everything I have is because I'm the best at what I do,I make ten million a month, why because when they have a terrorist I'm he one they call" Maura cut her off with a huge smile

"I get it Jane you don't like that I'm hear but don't worry the feeling is mutual I was just the only person without the mental capacity to coexist with your pomposity which is problem because of the increase of animalistic behavior and higher level of obvious irritation and obvious increased testosterone levels that have not been addressed considering your hostility and gruffness of voice and easily sustained muscular built" Maura stopped hearing the large metal door in the living room wood open "Jaimie it's your mother" Angela stated the obvious walking in clad in nothing but a robe

" MA can't you go get dressed it's four on the afternoon" realizing this day could only get worse and worse from here yet not realizing how much worse until the Italian woman who had no shame mind you plopped down on Maura's bed without invite exclaimed " can't woman relax after being ravished by her loving charming husband, your my daughter maybe if you would show a little more skin then you'd be married and I'd have my gran baby's. So Jaimie how are you and Maura" the younger rizzoli made a face like a torture patient "eww ma what happens between you and kozac is on the verge of becoming a horror film and your just in time to here about how no one wanted to partner with me cause I'm a pompous testosterone drive raspy out of control animal" Jane accented with her hands turning flushed with anger remembering what she had been previously talking about with capital google mouth

" I did not call her an animal just animalistic and I just expressed my observations of you and as I cannot lie I must admit you live up to all my standards of what I was expecting from you and your universe sized entitlement is absolutely up to pat with your past partner charts, and furthermore just affirms my desire to work with you. You are as you say the best at what you do and I admire that you can kill people and have absolutely no remorse which means you have a strong ability to lock out the things you do and see with no care for the lifeless and countless body's it takes a lot of belief in what you do as the right thing" this comment again just fueled the fire, yet before she she could open a can off well worded rebuttals that even a sailor would be proud of her mother, who she had thought would be on her side turned traitor

"I don't want to hear another word Janie what I heard from Maura though slot had to be rewritten in my head sounds like a compliment, and you should be nice to the only person that didn't threaten to quite there job at the sound of your name. You have a ongoing reputation with the new placements, it took me two years to find someone like Maura who was so highly recommend and willing to deal with you dispute your charms and of course everyone's heard of how you lost your temper and stuck a gun in poor Charles Holtz mouth I don't know why you did that he works so well with Tommy" Jane allowed her mouth to drop open "MA Charles hold tortured a nine year old boy to death trying to get information on a terrorist cell the boy knew nothing about. That man is a horrible person and ever since you teamed him with Tommy, Tommy's gotten worse he ran over a priest MA" the hurt from Jane reminded Angela of the sore subject "Jane you can't live life with hate in your heart it's bitter and beneath you" not knowing why Jane just turned around and walked away

Jane's pov

I could feel my hands shaking, those eyes. Those evil all knowing eyes, lurking smearing at her as she held the young boy in her arms, blood pooling under him as the life in him slowly began to fade, his arms clutched at her jacket so tight as if she could bring him back. All she could remember of the little Mexican boy was how scared he looked. Subconsciously at the memory she began rubbing her legs as if that would make the memory wash away all she knew was Maura was wrong she did feel remorse. Yet not for the savages she was sent after but because of the one innocent she had helped kill by being to afraid to stop him. By the time she turned on him it was too late, the child was gone and she was left in a pool of blood. She'd never know it but it was with a heavy heart and tears that she went to bed that night, for she always cried in her sleep but who was ever there to tell her.

There's morning she woke to the smell of bacon and eggs, that was enough to make her stumble out of bed to the mirror where her 22 . Special was always kept and with an uncaring push of her arm she tucked her jumbled head of hair out of her face. She also checked to make sure her honey brown eyes had reappeared after they changed from the blue slits from the white tiger DNA my father had a doctor mix up in my genetic cocktail. That and the wolf DNA that made her have incredible spend and hearing. I still can't understand why my father would use me as a human pin cushion just so he could force me to be everything he couldn't after he ended up paralyzed from a lone bullet from a snipers nest in Iraq War. I don't know why I stayed and continued with the job he forced me into, maybe it was because no matter how many times I thought of quitting all I could see was that little boy and I knew that I owed him and everyone else I saved from a terrorizing death the right to go to sleep at night knowing they were safe. With that said I walked into the common room allowing my demeanor to become more relaxed, after all I owed it to my family to at least give Maura a chance. And that chance flew right out the window when I entered the kitchen to see the bacon package.

"are you cooking tofu bacon"