Disclaimer: Read Ch. 1
Run Jane Run
Jane's POV
"Kris, slow down," I huffed.
Today was a nice warm day. It was my day off and I thought I would have a nice beer and enjoy my day off. I sat on my sofa watching a recording of a Red Sox game. I sipped my ice-cold beer before I heard a knock at my door. I didn't expect Maura or anyone at my door; I stood up to peer through the peephole. "How the hell," I opened the door to see Kris looking at me with a big smile. "How did you get to my place?"
"Maura," she simply answered.
"So why are you here, Kiddo?"
Kris smiled, "How do you feel about a run?"
"No," I immediately declined.
As soon as I said no, Kris and I started this whole debate and somehow, she was able to and dragged me out of my comfortable (not really) sofa to run. I whined and complained but in the end, I knew Kris would not give in.
We ran through park and shockingly, Kris could keep up a good run. I ran track in my high school years and usually I would run with Maura but god, Kris ran faster than I did. "Kris, god damn it," I whined, "slow down."
"Someone feeling their age," Kris called out.
"Shut up," I barked at her.
A small chuckle came with Kris slowing down and stopping by a tree. I caught up to her and leaned against the tree that was by me. Suddenly I felt a poke against my side, I looked up and glared at the big smile that was worn on Kris before I started to chuckle. She then handed me a bottle of water before saying, "Are we tired?"
"What? No…" I tried to lie but she raised an eyebrow and I shook my head, defeated, "Yeah I'm tired. How can you run so fast?" Kris shrugged and I playfully punched her, "Come on, spill."
"I didn't have any other modes of transportation and the protégé program wasn't really an 'exercise' program so, I ran in basketball as you know but I did do some softball and a bit of running for track," she explained, "besides running home also."
"You are telling me you are some athletic maniac or something?"
"No," Kris laughed.
"Liar."
Suddenly we heard the sound of jiggling causing Kris' head to turn toward the sound. We watched as the ice cream truck was slowly driving by and a loud grumble came from Kris' stomach. I laughed loudly as I watched Kris' eyes grow wider, "You want ice cream?" She raised an eyebrow at me and gave me a 'no duh' look. I stood up, dusting my clothes off before tossing my water bottle at her, "I'll race ya?"
She caught the water and smirked at me, "If I win, you pay for my ice cream?"
"You mean if I win you buy my ice cream?"
"Psh, in your dreams Rizzoli." Without her noticing, I suddenly bolted, leaving Kris in my dust. She gave an exasperated look before she began to run after me as she yelled after me, "You are such a cheater!"
