First off I am so sorry for taking so long, I've been so busy. Second this is the last chapter of Risky Business, I'm sorry about that but it came to a close faster than I had meant it to. I just can't figure out a way to continue. Third I apologize if the content isn't up to par with my other chapters, I'm not good with this kind of stuff but I hope you enjoy nonetheless.
Lastly I will be trying to write more from now on. This may be the end for Risky Business, but I have started a new story I believe will be a nice change of pace. Not your average Rizzoli and Isles so keep your eyes out for that. Thank you all for being loyal readers and sticking with me. I hope you will all read my new story when I get it up.
Chapter 10
I wasn't panicking, not yet anyways. My uniform was at the dry cleaners, Maura and I had been unable to compromise on what I was wearing so we settled for that. My mother wasn't too happy with the decision and every time Maura's adoptive mother, Constance was around she gave me a weird look. The only woman, it seemed who liked the idea of me wearing my uniform, like most officers do when they get married, was AJ Parker. Detective Parker had been brought in when Johnny, Derek and Mark started up their killing spree to take over for me when it was discovered my brother was a suspect. For the majority of the case the two of us hated each other, but after she was nearly stabbed to death and I nearly was killed by Catfish, Johnny's alter ego, we had become close friends.
Trying to be as traditional as possible Maura had her bridesmaids and I had my groomsmen (bridesmen?). The only problem that came up with Maura was her closest female friend was me, so that left her mother and my mother; Maura did the smart thing and asked Parker to be her Maid of Honor. I of course having great respect for my old partner asked Korsak to be my best man, he was more than happy to do so. That was that, Maura wasn't going to get married on a volcano in a dress with a twenty-foot trail and I wasn't getting married over home plate at Fenway Park in my Boston Red Sox's jersey. The date was set and all the planning (which Maura did all of) was done with. It didn't stop me from getting a knot in my stomach, not because I was nervous but because I was afraid Casey would show up.
Three days from now I would be making my commitment with Maura to stay with her for the rest of my life. From the look of things only two things could go wrong; Casey showing up and demanding me back and Maura's birthmother showing up to chew her out more. I would honestly be happier if Maura left me at the altar. At least I wouldn't get yelled at by my ex or future mother-in-law who wasn't much of the family anyway. Parker was the smarter out of the two of us and offered to buy me a beer at the Dirty Robber if I admitted the Yankees were better than the Red Sox's. They weren't but I really needed the alcohol right now.
"You feeling okay, Rizzoli?" she asked. "You look kind of pale."
"I think my heart just stopped but other than that yeah I'm okay," I replied, polishing of my first bottle of MGD.
"You know the wedding really won't be that bad, hour here and then free booze at the reception," Parker, I had learned, liked to drink and could hold her own with the guys.
"It's not that," I told her, although the beer sounded good. "I told you Casey called about a month ago, scares me shitless that he might show up and fuck it all up…"
"How did he even find out about you getting married?" Parker was on her third Coors.
"My mother," I replied, sighing. "God, what am I going to do?"
"You know what Rizzoli, you get stabbed, beaten, tased and shot and this is what you're worried about," Parker couldn't help laughing. "Never in my life have I heard of that."
I rested my head in my hands trying to stop worrying about nothing. Did I really care if Casey showed up? Parker was right it was stupid of me to be worrying about something that might happen. The thing I should be really scared about was that everyone would know that my middle name was Clementine; I really hated that.
"Shouldn't you be going?" I asked, checking my phone. "It's one thing if I'm late, y'know 'cause I've slept with her; but it's a whole other thing if your late."
"Is it really that late?" Parker asked, polishing off the rest of her Coors. "Fuck, I have to be all the way across town in fifteen minutes? I'll fucking pay you back later I have to go."
Parker jumped up from her seat and left me with an almost thirty dollar tab. How the hell did five beers equate to thirty dollars? Frustrated I left the cash on the table, not really caring that I left ten bucks as a tip. I had no place I really needed to be for the next three days, all I had to get done today was to pick up my uniform. Maura had taken the car and with my ride gone I had to either walk or try and get a cab. I opted for walking; at least I wouldn't smell like smoke when I got home. The man standing behind the desk at the dry cleaners looked bored as hell when I walked in and barely said a word until he brought back the uniform.
"Your that Detective right?" he asked, suddenly excited. "The one who took down five different killers?"
"I only took down three," I replied, taking the hanger in my hand.
"Still, I watched the coverage on your case, both of them," he actually thought that I gave a damn about my 'heroism'. "You're like a hero, y'know saving that doctor and all."
"I'm no hero…" I said as I headed to the door. "I was just doing my job."
When I shot myself people called me a hero, when I killed three people I was a hero… Yes two of them were violent killers but Johnny was a sick man, I was still sick with myself that I killed him. It had been over three months since I went to his grave and me not wanting to go home walked the extra mile just to sit down next to his tombstone. I have to say I got a lot of looks from people walking into the cemetery with a dry cleaned uniform.
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It was time; three days had passed so fast I hadn't had time to take a moment to just think. I never knew Maura to be superstitious but I hadn't seen her this morning, and with her not here I was starting to have second thoughts. Korsak had to physically throw me into the back of the car I was so frozen with panic. Things didn't get any better when I had to get dressed; Korsak handed me my uniform and left me to change. I stood alone in the room, looking at my reflection in the mirror. Shirt neatly pressed and tucked in, pants perfectly straight, shoes shining like a diamond. The knot in my stomach only got bigger the longer I stood without anyone there; how in the hell could I go through with this? My teeth ground together as I pulled my hair back into a ponytail, realizing I looked more like I was about to give a speech then getting married. With trembling hands I fell back in a seat, just as Korsak entered the room, hands covering his eyes.
"It's okay Korsak, I'm not naked…" I couldn't help but smile.
"Thanks for the image Janie," he said coming over to me. "You ready for this kid?"
"God no…" I muttered dropping my head to my hands. "Have you seen Maura?"
"Angela wasn't about to let the guys in there…" Korsak sighed. "Relax Jane, it's only a ceremony, nothing much will change afterwards, apart from the fact Dr. Isles will always win the fights."
"She already does that Vince…" I reminded him.
"Well there you go, everything will be fine Jane," Korsak assured me. "Take it from someone who's been married a few times."
I was close to laughing when Cavanaugh walked in, not making any attempt to knock. Even outside of the office he was boss like to Korsak, Frost and I, but he was still a good friend. He gave me a rare smile before he dropped down into a seat a few feet away; I could only wish it was just a weird meeting with the department. Why was I so scared about this? Wasn't Maura supposed to be freaking out and not me? I found myself wishing for Parker to walk through the door, at least she could beat me into shape.
"So Rizzoli, you talk the doctor into having beer at the reception?" Cavanaugh wasn't one for weddings.
"I didn't necessarily 'talk' her into it," I replied smiling. "But the beer will be there…"
"Good," Cavanaugh nodded. "You look good Jane, but I hope we don't have to fight you to get out there like we do when you have to give a speech."
"One time that happened," I laughed. "One time."
My comrades had done a pretty good job of calming me down (not that I will ever admit to anyone that I was freaked out). But things never stayed very good for me for long, so it always turned out. When Frost came through the door, flexing his hands and biting his lip, I knew something that I wouldn't like was about to come out. He stopped and remained silent while Korsak, Cavanaugh and I stared at him, waiting for whatever he had to say.
"Um, Jane there's uh… someone who wanted to see you…" he started. "He uh… he's waiting in the hall…"
I shot Korsak a glance hoping he knew something about it but fully knowing he didn't. Korsak shrugged in response but remained seated; Cavanaugh got up and left knowing that if something went down he would be responsible. If there's one thing he hates more than weddings its paper work.
"Who the hell is it?" I asked.
"Well…" Frost was holding back.
"Out with it Frost," this time it came out as a growl.
"It's your dad…"
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Parker stood, arms crossed, as Angela helped Maura into her dress. It was the most uncomfortable few minutes Parker had ever spent in her life. Never one for anything that involved anything besides case work she was out of place standing as the Maid of Honor and in her police blues and not a dress like the others. True enough she and Jane didn't get along very well at first but after time they got closer. Maura had been slightly less hostile towards Parker, mostly because it wasn't her brother being suspected for murder.
"Maura you look absolutely stunning," Angela basically squealed. "I could never get Jane into a dress. It's amazing to finally have someone who appreciates fashion in the family."
"Thank you Angela…" Maura looked like she was about to fall, she was nearly leaning at a 45 degree angle.
Maura wasn't as nervous as she thought she would be, however she wasn't sure about Jane. She desperately wanted to see her but Angela wasn't about to let Maura out of her sight. The one thing that sat heavily on Maura's stomach was Casey, he had called a few months ago and Maura couldn't help but worry Jane still felt that way about him. She was also scared he would show up and make a scene, most likely pushing Jane off the deep end. Maura had never brought up her fears to Jane, and had no way to know if they both had the same feelings about it. Panic always seemed to set in right when something good was happening; maybe it was best to call the whole thing off.
"Parker could you see if Jane has my… bracelet?"
"Uh yeah sure…" Parker was confused for a second, but finally got the hint. "I'll be back in a minute."
Maura knew Parker wanted to be anywhere but in that room, and she wanted to make sure Jane was alright. The best way to do so was to send Parker over on a pointless mission. Constance was sitting still not participating much in helping Maura get ready, she was reserved not really sure of her feelings on the whole thing. She had no idea what to say or if she should even really be there, something to her just didn't feel right.
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Frank Rizzoli Sr. my dad and my mother's ex-husband stood across from me, hands at his side and a smile on his face. It was as if he had done nothing wrong and hadn't broken my mother's heart and torn apart the family. Korsak stood behind me, ready to hold me back if I happened to try and strangle my father. Frost still stood at the door, scared that I might hurt him, and eager to see what was going to happen.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I almost shouted.
"I wanted to see my girl," he replied. "Is there something wrong with that?"
"Damn right there is," I growled. "You have no right to be here."
"Come on now Jane, can't I be here for you?" he asked. "This is important to me Jane, you're my only daughter after all."
"You lost the fucking right to support me when you left ma," I shouted. "Get the fuck out of here before force you out."
He stood there in complete silence as I flexed my hands, ready to beat the living hell out of him if it came to it. I didn't want to hurt him; truly, he was my dad even though I hated his guts. I'm sure however, that if in that second I hadn't seen Parker stick her head in the doorway than quickly back out, I would have killed him. What the hell does she want? Unable to deal with my dad, but not wanting to leave him alone my face started to grow hot. Quickly and forcefully I shoved my finger into my dad's chest, shoving him a little, to make sure he listened.
"Wait right here, I'm not through with you yet."
I pushed pass him and through the door, slamming right into Parker who was still standing there. She looked utterly confused; whether that was caused by my abrupt exit of the room or the fact she had no idea who the man was in there. I grabbed her wrist, only momentarily looking her over, and pulled her away from the door. Once I believed we were out of earshot I looked her over again; she was in an off the shoulder all over ruched red floral print dress, that accented her figure. My skin crawled a little when thinking of my mom in the dress; how did Maura talk me into agreeing to that?
"Who is that?" she asked, pointing back to the room.
"My dad," I replied. "What are you doing over here aren't you supposed to be with Maura?"
"She sent me over here to get a bracelet or something…" Parker pushed back a strand of hair that had fallen into her face.
"I don't have a bracelet," I muttered. "What the hell is she talking about?"
"So that's your father?" Parker asked, ignoring me. "Thought you two didn't speak?"
"We don't, and if my ma found out he was here she'd freak," I told her. "Don't say a word to ma, I don't care if you tell Maura, she'll find out one way or another."
"So you told him you were getting married?" Parker asked.
"Hell no, I went out of the way to keep it from him," I replied. "I'm going to go find out who the hell told him, go back and finish whatever with Maura."
"Better hurry Jane, you have fifteen minutes," Parker informed me before she started off towards wherever she was headed.
Dreading going back and facing my father I let my feet drag; I knew I had to finish this up fast. There was no way in hell I would let ma find out about this and I wasn't about to fuck Maura over just because he decided to be dad again. Frank Sr. was seated in a chair across the room now, but he rose when I came through the door. Frost and Korsak both had moved closer to the door, keeping their distance from my dad. They both stayed with me as I went across the room and got right up in my dad's face. He felt uneasy, that I could sense, but he had learned to hid things from me, after he left mom for Tommy's ex-girlfriend.
"I really don't want to deal with you, dad, I'm not about to go get married with you here," it came out as a low growl. "Who the hell told you about this?"
"C'mon Jane don't be like this," he tried to defend himself. "I'm sorry I left your mother but you can't keep me from this."
"Yes I can, and trust me I will," I made sure he understood. "Who told you about this?"
"Your brother, Tommy," he replied. "Please Jane."
"Korsak get him out of here now." I stepped back from my dad. "Frost go find Tommy, I'm going to beat his ass."
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Parker brushed the wrinkles that had formed out of her dress before she stepped back into the room with Maura, Constance and Angela. She moved quickly over to Maura's side, not intending on telling her what was happening just down the hall yet. Parker had no idea why Maura had sent her to Jane, it was obvious now that Maura knew Jane didn't have a bracelet but had sent Parker for some other reason. In the time she had known both Maura and Jane she had learned that Maura didn't get gut feelings, she was extremely logical and would not make guesses or assumptions. Jane on the other hand listened to her gut most of the time, she didn't mind taking guesses, or even claiming what a murder weapon was just by glancing. That was one thing Jane didn't need, a whole bunch of tests that would tell her what she already knew. So did Maura know something was up and just followed her gut for once, or did she see that Parker was extremely uncomfortable just standing there?
"Jane did have your bracelet," Parker said for everyone to hear.
"Really? I thought she had it…" Maura was either a really good actress or she legitimately thought Jane had a bracelet.
"It's okay Maura, it would have thrown the whole dress off," Angela chimed in.
"Yes, it would have," Maura agreed looking in the mirror.
Parker looked over at the clock on the wall, three minutes until they got on with everything. She hoped Jane had taken care of what she needed to take care off; she also hoped she would be able to tell Maura about the slight altercation that had formed in the other room. The minutes ticked by quickly, when the clock struck the hour the four girls did one last once over before Constance, Angela and Parker went to get in their order of entrance for the wedding. Parker grabbed Maura and whispered quickly in her ear.
"Frank Rizzoli Sr. showed up, when I left Jane, she was about to force him to leave," Parker made sure Angela wasn't around. "She didn't want you to worry about it, and I haven't heard anything so she must have settled it."
Parker sped out the door before Maura could say anything. Maura had no worries that Jane had taken care of her father, she was only worried that Jane would be on edge. She immediately shook the thought out of her head and waited.
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I stood on at the altar watching the people in their seats; I was nervous the sweat dripping off my brow proved it. This was ridiculous, I had kicked my dad out told him he wasn't welcome, and then punched Tommy so damn hard Korsak had to help him get to his seat. The bruise had already started to form under Tommy's eye, and my hand throbbed from the impact. He deserved it, truly he did, but my hand sure as hell didn't deserve it. Korsak came through the doors, followed by Frost and Cavanaugh; they all took their places to my right (facing away from the door). Seconds later Parker, Constance and my mom made their way up the aisle, taking their places across from where I stood with my groomsmen. Korsak elbowed my arm, getting my attention.
"Nervous yet?" he whispered.
"No, the sweat is just from the heat," I replied sarcastically.
"Hey, you'll be fine, that is of course except for your hand," he assure me with a small chuckle.
I smiled feeling slightly less nervous, it was short lived as the music started to play. Fifteen seconds and Maura would be standing next to me; ten minutes and we'd be saying 'I do'. My heart skipped a beat when I first saw her, then it sped up and skipped a beat again. Dear God this must be what a heart attack feels like… Everyone stood is silence watching her watching the Queen of the Dead make her way to the altar. Maura almost in her dream dress, without the twenty foot trail, smiled at me but kept her pace. Finally after the most agonizing minute she came to a stop next me; unable to keep from her any longer I took her hand in mine and gave her one last smile before the ceremony started.
"…We are gathered here today…"
I phased in and out of the officiates reading of the marriage vows. My thoughts were on Maura, my eyes were on Maura, okay and occasionally on Tommy. I thought for sure he was about to pass out, he swayed in his seat. Maura squeezed my hand, pulling my attention back to her and the officiate. I hated weddings, I hated the monotone voice of the man in front of me; it was the first time in three months I had been impatient. Finally the words that I was praying no one said anything came. My hold of Maura's hand tightened, I had a sinking feeling in my gut something was about to fuck up my day.
"If anyone thinks these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace…"
My heart raced and my skin flushed, I tensed up all together. Seconds passed and no one said a thing, I waited for the officiate to say something more. My fear was starting to subside when no one spoke; but a second later my heart stopped, one voice I hadn't heard in months rose above the silence in the room. Maura and I spun around at the same time as the words left the man's mouth.
"Jane please don't do this," it was Casey, he had shown up. "I won't let you do this."
I was at loss for words, I met Maura's gaze of disbelief. Neither of us knew what to do, the officiate didn't seem to know what to do either. Everyone remained silent as Casey took a strained step forward, crutches holding him up. I slid my hand out of Maura's and made a step forward to meet him, still unable to speak.
"I made a mistake Jane, please just don't do this."
I finally found my voice, when I saw the hurt in Maura's eyes, she thought I was walking out on her.
"I told you no, Casey." I told him.
"Jane please, don't do this, you can't do this," he was begging.
"Casey get out of here before you make a fool of yourself." I warned him.
"I don't care Jane, I came for you," his voice was rising. "I came to keep you from the biggest mistake of your life."
"Casey, we're through, you made that clear," I reminding him, and remaining firm.
"I was wrong, you can't marry her it is wrong," Casey was shouting.
"It's too damn bad Casey," I told him. "I'm marrying Maura, not you. You fucked up, if you hadn't lied to me maybe things would be different, but this is how they are. Get out of here now Casey, talk to me when you aren't ruining an important day for Maura and I."
Casey couldn't seem to find the right words, his mouth opened and closed again like a fish gasping for air. He didn't move, he only stood staring at me, staring at Maura. People were whispering to one another, about what I couldn't say. This needed to end, Casey needed to go; Korsak seemed to read my mind, he came over and took Casey by the elbow, turning him and leading him out. I clenched my fists and started grinding my teeth, I should have known this would've happened. I felt Maura's hand slip into mind, pulling me from my momentary rage; she gave me a smile.
"Are you alright?" she asked.
"I will be," I replied.
"Do you want to cool down?" she asked. "If you need a few minu-"
"No let's get this over with, I'm tired of being unattached." I cut her off.
Three minutes later Korsak was back, everyone was back where they should be, and the ceremony started where it had left off. Speaking our vows, which I tripped over and just couldn't say right, just wanting to be done with this hell of a day; Parker looked like she wanted out of her dress as well.
"Do you Detective Jane Clementine Rizzoli take Maura Isles to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
"God I hope I do," I received a hard slap on the head; I turned to growl at Korsak. "I mean I do."
"And do you Doctor Maura Dorthia Isles take Jane Rizzoli to be your lawfully wedded… um… spouse?"
"I do." Maura had no jokes to play, no funny things to say, she was right to the point.
"By the power invested in me by the great state of Massachusetts I know pronounce you wife and uh wife?... I don't care just kiss the bride…"
I shot a confused look at the officiate, thinking he had never done a same-sex wedding before but then realizing he was using his humor to lighten the situation. Grinning I turned back to Maura, pulling her close and meeting her lips; in front of everyone, all of them with a congratulating half clap and a few whistles- Tommy.
"Happy now Dr. Isles?" I asked, wrapping an arm around her waist and taking a step forward.
"Not until you get that instant coffee out of my house Detective Rizzoli," she laughed.
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After the Reception
I took a sip from the glass of wine Maura had handed me, before taking a seat next to her on the couch. The reception had been rather… interesting but nothing to go into detail about. Tonight Maura and I would go to bed, sleep in until about 9 o'clock then head for the airport. Korsak had managed to get us two plane tickets to Hawaii for Maura and I's honeymoon. I hated sand and sun, and I'm not too fond of water anymore… But at least it was warm there, and no serial killer would be after either of us.
"I thought Casey had gotten to you,"
"Why would you think that, I told you how I felt," I told her.
"Call it insecurity," Maura replied.
"Maura Isles is insecure? Unheard of." I joked with her.
"Shut up, both your lying father shows up and then your ex who left you shows up," she recalled. "I think you turned the wedding into a dysfunctional family affair."
"No I think that officiate was what made it dysfunctional," I shot back.
"Probably," Maura agreed.
We feel silent for a moment, neither of us having anything to say for once. Maura was the one who broke the silence.
"Are you going to talk to him?" she asked.
"Casey? Hell no, I've said all I have to say," I told her. "Besides why deal with exes when I should be thinking about dealing with you for the next week?"
"You're right, for once, how are you ever going to deal with me for the next week?" Maura chuckled setting her wine down and crawling on top of me. "Do you want kids?"
"I think you should wait until after the honeymoon to ask," I laughed kissing her. "We'll talk about it later; right now it's just us."
Maura wrapped her arms around me and buried her face in my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around her and rested my chin on her head taking a deep breath.
"I love you, Detective Rizzoli," Maura muttered into my neck.
"I love you too, Dr. Isles."
I suck at writing weddings what can I say? Hopefully the story itself makes up for that little down fall. There you have it, they got married there happy, and there is the end of Casey and Jane. Thank you again for reading, I really appreciate it.