When you have three series going at the same time...one sometimes picks the wrong one to up date. :P
My apologies to those who were excited about a new post that wasn't there yesterday morning. I may try and do a double header today on this series but I can't promise it. But let's get into it and see what unfolds.
* I own nothing of Rizzoli and Isles I just have the privilege of playing with the characters for a while.
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Jane woke up when she heard someone in the kitchen. She started to get concerned but remembered they had left Angela on the couch sleeping last night. She slipped slowly out from underneath Maura. She tried but failed at not waking the sleeping woman.
"Jane..."
"Shhh...you have another hour. Ma's in the kitchen and I'm going down to talk with her."
"I can..."
"No...sleep."
"Okay..." Was barley spoken as the woman's head face plowed into her pillow.
Jane looked at the beautiful woman, who when she awakened was going to fuss about all the wrinkles in her dress. They were so tired when Jane pulled them back into the pillows that they went to never never land clothes and all. She almost wanted to take a picture of the seldom wrinkled woman but thought better of it. She could just tease her from her own mental images, it would be more fun that way anyway.
She made it into the kitchen and saw Angela starting some coffee. "Morning ma...what are you doing up at 6 am?"
"Just woke up. What time did you girls finally get home last night?"
"Midnight..."
"It's a bad one isn't it?" She asked as she gave Jane a cup of coffee.
"I can't discuss it but yeah. It's even gotten to Maura."
"Maura?"
"Yeah...the guy looked like a 'want a be Santa" and it has her messed up for some reason. She has seen bad scenes before but this one...I don't know." She said shrugging her shoulders.
"Well things effect people differently for time to time." She said as a way of explaining the situation. "Do you think you'll be home in time to start the gingerbread houses tonight?" Angela asked wanting to change the subject off of murder.
"I'm not sure ma. It really depends on how this case goes."
"Okay...you can just text me and let me know if you can make it and I'll put out the stuff." She said patting Jane on the shoulder. "Now how about some bunny pancakes?"
"I would love some Angela." Maura said as she came around the corner. They both looked at her puzzled at where she appeared from.
"You got your ninja shoes on again?" Jane asked looking at the woman's feet.
"No...I just couldn't sleep once you got up and decided to join the two of you down here." She said as she came and kissed Jane good morning.
Angela started Maura a cup of tea, "Jane why don't you go and take a shower and change into some fresh clothes now that Maura's up." The woman looked at her mother like "why?"
"I want to talk with Maura about your Christmas gift."
"Okay..." She said hesitantly as she took her coffee and started up the stairs.
"And I will be listening for the shower water missy." She shouted up behind Jane as she started up the stairs.
"What about Jane's gift?" Maura asked after they heard the shower running. "Oh...that was just an excuse to get her out of the room. I really wanted to ask you about how you are feeling?"
Maura looked at the woman puzzled, "I'm feeling well and healthy."
"I know that." She said waving a hand of dismissal at Maura. "Last Christmas was perfect for you. I was wondering how this Christmas was comparing?"
Maura looked down at her tea, "Jane told you that I was having issues."
"Not really...she said you two caught a really bad case. Remember when I told you last year that Jane's job stole Christmas from her piece by piece each year until last year when you gave it back to her."
"Angela...I didn't..."
"Hush! You did give it back to her but I have a fear. Since you have the Christmas magic now, that your job might be trying to steal some of it from you."
"I'm not sure..." She couldn't finish her statement as the tears just started down her cheeks.
"Oh Maura honey..." She said as she pulled the woman into her arms. "I know I'm not your real mother but you are my daughter just the same as Jane. That's why I'm going to tell you the same two things I've told her all her life. One... there are things in this world that are just sad. There are no explanations... they just make you cry. Just as there are things that are good that make you smile for no reason at all. Second thing...when those sad things appear in your world my arms are always open to express the sadness on." She said kissing the top of Maura's head.
"Plus I know the real secret of chasing most of the sad things away." Maura pulled away from Angela's shoulders giving her a look of "how."
"I make bunny pancakes." She said as they both laughed at the woman's answer to sadness.
"Well in that case I might have to have a double order."
"I got you covered. You go on up and shower and change. Jane should be finishing soon.
"Thanks Angela." She said kissing the woman on the cheek. "I have always considered you as a mother figure." She said as she turned and went up the stairs.
Angela started the pancake batter smiling. She loved the gift of being in her daughters lives even if it was just to make the world brighter with bunny pancakes.
The world is brighter with any kind of pancake.
