Dimming of the Day
Chapter 3
Okay, another short chapter but I hope you all enjoy it.
Disclaimer: Jane Rizzoli and Maura Isles do not belong to me. No infringement intended and no profit will be made from their use.
Jane was sitting at her desk pretending to work but instead deep in thought about Maura. She didn't have a real plan. She was simply going to start by being respectful of Maura's wishes for some space for a little while. And then hopefully when Maura was really starting to miss Jane's company, Jane was going to blow her mind with awesomeness. As soon as she figured out how to do that.
"Hello, Jane."
Jane's head snapped up at the familiar voice. "Oh no, don't tell me there's another serial killer on the loose."
"No, no, of course not," Agent Gabriel Dean laughed lightly.
"Oh. Good. So what brings you to police headquarters, Agent Dean?"
"You, actually. I thought you deserved a congratulatory dinner after taking down Hoyt for the final time. So, how about dinner tonight?"
What could it hurt, Jane thought. "Uh, yeah, okay."
"Okay, great. Well, I do actually have a little business in the building, so how about I come by when I'm done and we'll go?"
"Sure, that's fine," Jane agreed.
Jane watched Dean walk away until she heard Korsak's voice saying, "Oooh, Janie's got a date."
"Shut it, Korsak," Jane said and went back to daydreaming about to blow Maura's mind.
At dinner Dean wanted to hear the whole story of Jane's final encounter with Hoyt. Jane was happy to tell the story. It did, after all, have a happy ending and Dean was very familiar with Hoyt's past. He deserved a good story. After talking about Hoyt for awhile Jane asked Dean how things were going with him.
Dean looked serious and said, "Look, Jane, I asked you dinner because I wanted to talk to you about us." Dean put his hand over Jane's on the table. "I've always liked you. I kind of asked around to see if there was anyone special in your life. Now that Hoyt is gone and all of that is behind us, I thought we might be able to try again. I was hoping this dinner could just be the start of something."
Jane pulled her hand out from under his. "Ah, shit, Gabriel. I'm sorry if you've been misled. I can't be with you. And it's not because of Hoyt and it's not even because you're with the FBI. I'm in love with someone else. And all I'm doing right now is concentrating on how I can be with her."
Dean looked downcast and then confused. "Her?" And then angry. "Christ, Jane. You could have saved me a lot of time and heartache by just telling me you were gay."
Jane sighed. "I don't really know if I am gay or what. I just know that I happen to be in love with a woman. I didn't lie to you or hide anything from you in the past. You just have really bad timing."
"Who is she?"
Jane cleared her throat. "Well, actually it's Maura Isles."
Dean laughed. "Oh my god, you've got to be joking."
"Hey, what the hell? Why are you laughing?"
"I'm sorry. I'm just surprised. So you love her. Does she love you?"
Jane smiled. "Yes, she does."
"But how come everyone told me you were single?"
"Uh, it's complicated."
"Oh, I get it. You aren't out at work."
Jane rubbed the back of her neck nervously. "That's not exactly what's going on. The thing is, we aren't actually together." At Dean's confused look Jane continued. "I said it was complicated. We've been dancing around a relationship for awhile and I guess it's probably my fault that we aren't already together, but I'm planning to fix that."
"Jane, forgive me for what I'm about to say, but Jesus, you women make everything so difficult. How hard can it really be?"
Jane was saved from having to respond to that by her phone vibrating and she answered the phone call. "Rizzoli. Yeah, okay I'll be there in 15." She returned the phone to her belt. "We've got a body. It was nice to catch up, Gabriel."
Dean laughed. "Yeah, it was good to see you, Jane. I wish you the best of luck, really. But frankly, let's hope we never run in to each other again."
Jane laughed too. "Yeah, right back at ya."
When Jane arrived at the crime scene Korsak, Frost, and Maura were all already there. Maura was crouched over the body taking notes. After checking in with Korsak, Jane walked over to check out the body.
Maura looked up at Jane and smiled. "I heard you had a date with Gabriel Dean tonight."
"No, I had dinner with Dean. It was not a date. It was two people celebrating the death of a serial killer. Definitely not a date. How did you hear that anyway?"
"Korsak has been telling everyone the reason you're late is because you were on a date."
"Jeez, that guy gossips like a middle schooler. But it was totally not a date."
"I thought Dean was attracted to you," Maura said.
Jane squatted next to Maura and said quietly. "Maur, it doesn't matter if he is or isn't. I'm not interested in him."
"Oh, okay." Maura went back to taking notes on the body.
Jane stared at her for another moment debating whether to tell Maura more about why it wasn't a date and her conversation with Dean, but decided against getting into it at a crime scene. She stood up and continued her survey of the body and area.
Later when Jane had gone home to get a few hours of sleep she lay in bed awake thinking. It was time for action, Jane decided. She'd given Maura space for long enough. Maura actually seemed like she could be happy about the prospect of Jane dating Dean. This shit had gone on long enough. It was time for action. Jane just had to figure out what to do.
