A/N: Hey guys, I know you probably want to kill me, right? I really don't blame you. I want to apologize for taking so long to update my stories, but my life became a living hell. My sister lost her baby and my mom had to fly her over here so we could look after her, so I had absolutely no time to write. But everything's fine now and I'm back for good. I promise I'll try to update at least twice a week, let's see if I can make it happen.

Anyways, happy reading.


Jane knew she was in trouble the second she got out of Maura's car. She hadn't planned to come back home so late, but one thing led to another and a simple sushi lunch with Maura turned into going out for ice cream and strolling around the park. It was now time for dinner and she knew that her mother would not let her get out of that so easily. Specially if she managed to find out about detention on the first day back at school.

She took a deep breath and fished for her keys in her backback. Between the crumpled papers and notes and candy wrappers, it took her five minutes to finally find them. She took one step at time, slowly, taking her time to prepare herself for the scold she was about to get. She sighed and rubbed her hand on the back of her neck. Jane would probably be grounded for at least a week, but it was so worth it.

Lunch with Maura was absolutely perfect. The two of them talked about everything and anything that came up in their minds. Maura made her try at least five different dishes and she actually enjoyed pretty much each and every one of them. Jane told the blonde girl about the anual talent show and about her feelings towards it and the girl told her to go for it. Jane had never felt that way before. She had never felt this strong connection to someone before, not even to Frost. Sure, they were friends, but this was different. It felt different and it even smelt different -if such thing was actually possible. Jane had this ever growing desire of knowing every little detail of Maura's life and personality.

As she was about to open the lock, the door swung open and a pretty mad Angela Rizzoli leaned on the door frame. Jane gulped and looked guiltily at something that seemed super interesting right next to her black converse. Her mother crossed her arms in front of her chest and huffed. What the hell am I going to do with this girl? She thought to herself as she shook her head.

"Where in Heaven's name were you, Jane?" For a second there Jane thought that her mother was more worried than angry, but she was completely wrong. "It's nine o'clock on a school night. You know the rules, you have a curfew during the week and you broke it. And don't even get me started on your visit to detention. Really, Jane, on your first day? And no, don't put the blame on poor Ms. Martin. You gotta sort this, whatever it is you got going on with her before you get yourself expelled. Do you hear me?"

Jane kicked the hard floor of the porch and nodded. She was just too ashamed of herself to speak right now. When her father said he was leaving them, Jane promised herself that she would try to be the perfect daughter. She would try to make things right and behave. But it was stronger than her. During summer break she got in trouble a few times and now this.

"Good. Now get in and get ready for dinner. I'll think of a way to punish you later."

The young brunette got past her mother and ran up the stairs as fast as she could. On her way to her bedroom she spotted Frankie sitting on his bed. She wasn't sure if she was actually angry at him for not covering up for her when she had specifically asked him too, but she didn't feel like talking to him at all. Jane simply turned her gaze away and walked the rest of the way to her room.

God, I really need to put an end to this mess. Jane thought to herself as she gathered a pair of panties from the floor. There were clothes everywhere, on her bed, all over the floor, on the big chair in the corner of the room and even on her desk. Not to mention the amount of random paper and random things all around. Jane got undressed and threw her clothes in the basket of dirty clothes she kept in her bathroom. Rizzoli put her favourite black shirt with the batman sign on it and some black cotton shorts. It wasn't exactly the ideal pyjamas but it was comfortable as hell.

Her cellphone buzzed a couple of times, signalling the income of text messages and Jane didn't even wait a beat to go and get it. A smile spread across her face when she read the ID on her phone's small screen. It's been only a day and she was already super excited and feeling all sorts of things towards those messages and the sender. She opened the little icon and her smile grew wider.

21: 15pm - Hello Jane, it's me, Maura. Hope you don't mind me sending you this message.

21:16pm - I just wanted to say that I had a really great time with you tonight.

21:16pm - Maybe we can do this another time?

Jane started typing her reply when her mother yelled that dinner was ready downstairs and that the three of them better be there in 5 minutes or else. She laughed and shook her head, typing a little bit faster.

21:18pm - Hey, Maura. I don't mind you sending me messages at all, actually, feel free to send them whenever you feel like it.

21:18pm - I had an awesome time with you too. Thanks for waiting for me to get out of detention, I really appreciated that.

21:19pm - I'd totally love to do this again, but I think I'm grounded ):

The brunette didn't even have to wait a full minute before her phone buzzed again with another text message.

21:19pm - Oh, my. I hope I didn't get you in trouble. ):

21:20pm - Not at all, pretty sure it's because of the whole detention thing. Apparently Frankie didn't manage to cover up for me. Stupid kid.

21:20pm - Oh, come on, Jane, don't talk about him that way. I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for what he did.

21:21pm - Maybe he didn't feel comfortable lying to your mother.

Jane scoffed. Yeah, right. Frankie had never had any problems at lying to their mother when it came to getting himself out of an unpleasant situation. But usually when Jane asked, well, that's was another story. Tommy always managed to do a better job.

21:21pm - Yeah, maybe. Oh, look at the time. 21:21. Make a wish, Maura.

21:21pm - I wish you never leave me.

"JANE CLEMENTINE RIZZOLI! YOU BRING THAT SKINNY ASS OF YOURS DOWN HERE RIGHT THIS INSTANT!" Angela shouted from downstairs once again. Jane was already on the line and being late for dinner would not be a good thing at all. "I'M COMING, GIVE ME ONE SECOND!" She shouted back.

21:22pm - Your wish is my command. (;

21:22pm - I gotta go, dinner's ready and Ma will kill me if I get down there late.

21:22pm - Good to know. (;

21:23pm - Go before she gets even madder. Have a good night, Jane. See you tomorrow.

Jane smiled once again. That girl was already one of the best things that ever happened to her in her whole life. She was sweet and kind. She didn't care if Jane was rich or poor, or popular or left out. All she cared about was Jane being Jane, no titles, no nothing. And that meant a lot to the young brunette.

21:24pm - Night, Maur. See you. xx


Hope you enjoyed this chapter, next chapter is Maura coming home from her lunch with Jane.

A Blast From The Past will be updated tomorrow, I promise.

Once again, I'm sorry for abandoning you for a while. Hope you won't give up on me.