What a Pair - Chapter 12
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from Rizzoli and Isles - the credit goes to Tess Gerritsen and TNT. I'm merely borrowing them for a fan fiction idea. Please read and review. Thanks.
A/N - This is set before Charles Hoyt and before Jane and Frost are partners. Also, the medical aspect may be a little bit off so please forgive.
A/N2- And thank you all so much again, this story has broken the 100 review mark and I'm so appreciative and happy that you all like it so much! Thank you!
Korsak was finally ready to call it a day. It was already four o'clock and he had bagged all the contents of Jason Trelmer's gym locker and had the crime lab run the letter for any forensic evidence - which had turned out fruitless. He wondered if Jane and Maura had found the key he had hidden. He hadn't heard from her again, so he would go with the assumption they had. He would just update Jane on everything Monday morning, including the fact that Tuesday, she'd be going undercover - as a guy going running. He chuckled to himself, knowing she'd be absolutely thrilled.
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"I need a break, Maura," Jane said, her frustration level almost at its peak. "We've been at this since this morning. It's now almost four o'clock, I'm hungry, I'm tired, not to mention beyond pissed."
"I'm hungry too," Maura said, walking over to the couch. She and Jane plopped down, each leaning their head back. "Let's just break down and beg Vince to tell us where the key is hidden."
Jane's head shot up. "What? Oh, hell no! No!"
"This is not the time for that stupid pride of yours to prevent you from doing the intelligent thing."
"Stupid pride? No. I'm not letting him win. No. No way. I'll - we'll find that key."
"He's already won, Jane."
Jane stared at her for a minute and laughed. "Shit, you're right. He has. We're working together and talking, aren't we?"
Maura nodded.
"Well, good. But, I'm still not calling him. And, as far as he's going to know, we found that key a half hour after calling him," she said, looking at the clock and remembering when they had spoken. "Five hours ago."
Maura gave a little, sarcastic laugh. "What? No. I'm not going to lie."
" I'm not going to admit it took us this long and ... we still haven't found the damn thing."
" And you wondered before why I said you are like a guy?"
Jane exhaled. " Really, Maura? Really?"
The ME couldn't help but laugh at Jane's reaction. She still wasn't quite sure what to make of the detective, but there was one thing she was sure of - that she liked her a whole lot more than she did two days ago.
"Jane, stop getting so offended by that. It's a compliment, of sorts."
"Yeah, it's the `of sorts' part of it I don't really appreciate!"
"You know what you want and you go after it and get it. A lot of women don't take the initiative to do that. That's a very male-like thing to do."
"Okay, can you please just stop referring to me as a guy? Please?"
Isles rolled her eyes. "I'm not referring to you as a guy, I'm comparing you to one."
"Oh, and that's really so much better. Thank you," Jane said, a slight laugh creeping out.
"Okay, okay, fine."
Just then, Jane's phone starting buzzing. Looking for it, she pointed to Maura's side table and she handed it to her.
"Rizzoli."
"Hi Janie."
"Oh, don't you dare `hi Janie' me, punk."
Frankie knew that tone and knew he would be a dead man if he even jokingly referred to the picture on his phone. He had plans for that photo, anyway.
"I had nothing to do with this. This was all Korsak. Are you out of the cuffs yet?"
"No! Where's the key, Frankie."
"I honestly don't know. I would tell you if I did."
Jane knew he was telling the truth. All the same, she was in no mood to deal with him. "Yeah, okay. I gotta go. We are still trying to find it." And with that, she hung up.
"We've looked everywhere and have turned this place almost inside out. I have no idea where it could be, but I am starving. There's a great little Chinese place around the corner that delivers. You up for that?"
Maura thought for a minute. "I suppose so, but first, let's try to just look a little bit more. I don't relish eating another meal practically holding your hand across the counter."
Jane stared at her in disbelief. "But a few hours ago you were willing to leave the apartment and go out in public with a sweater draped across the handcuffs? Seriously, Doctor, are you certifiable?"
"You're very stressful."
"Oh, yeah, right. I'm stressful. Right," the brunette said, getting up, pulling Maura up with her. "Anyway, Dr. Nutso, where haven't we looked?"
"Dr. Nutso? Oh, please - this coming from Detective Cavewoman? Hah."
Jane almost laughed out loud when she saw the expression of displeasure cross the honey blonde's face. She was pretty easy to fire up and the detective had to admit she found it quite entertaining - especially when the ME wasn't railing on her in front of the whole damn bullpen. Then her last statement clicked.
"Detective Cavewoman? Wha-? What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"
"You know, you're extremely crude and brash."
"I'd rather be crude than insane."
"Oh, for the love of God, Rizzoli, please let's just find this damn key."
"And I asked you where haven't we looked?"
"We didn't search your bedroom."
"Oh, I'll bet you want to end up back in there."
The look Maura shot her made Jane break into a wide grin followed by a guffaw. Maura found herself smiling along with the detective.
"See, crude. That's exactly what I mean. Forget it, I'm just too hungry. Let's order and we'll look while we're waiting for the food."
Jane nodded her agreement and they headed to the kitchen to the drawer where she kept her take out menus. Pulling out the menu for the place, Jane's eye caught sight of the yellow post-it note.
I'm guessing that you are in this drawer to order from Shanghai Gardens. That means you must be on speaking terms to actually want to order in food and eat it ... together. I hope you both learned a lesson from this. Enjoy your meal.
Jane turned the menu over and taped to the back was a twenty-dollar bill and the key to the handcuffs. She held up the menu for Maura to see.
"Oh my God," Maura exclaimed, thrilled to finally see the key. Jane quickly unlocked the handcuffs and they both stretched. "Excellent. now we can order."
Jane looked up, surprised. "You, you mean you still want to hang out and order dinner?
"Well, I, well, yes. I'm starving and it may be nice to talk a little without being chained to you."
The detective smiled. "Okay, figure out what you want. I'll be right back."
"Where are you going?"
"To pee without an audience," Jane said as she dashed off to the bathroom. She popped her head around the corner. "Unless of course, you wanted to come in?"
"Rizzoli!"
Jane burst out laughing and Maura heard the door shut. Looking at the menu, she shook her head and laughed to herself.
TBC
