I do not own Rizzoli and Isles. Most of the characters in this story belong to Tess Gerritsen and TNT.
I beta read my own chapter and I hope I did it justice.
Chapter Twenty Nine
Maura woke up in unfamiliar surroundings for once in her life. Blinking, she began to panic until she noticed the Red Sox's posters everywhere and knew exactly where she was. Looking over at the dark hair girl, in the bed next to her, Maura smiled. That was until she remembered last night's conversation. Had she really agreed to tell Ian she wanted a divorce? Maura knew she didn't love the man that she loved the brunette laying next to her. Maura began to think about her children, did she really want to drag them through a divorce at such a young age? Did she really want them to only see their father part time? The more Maura thought about it, the more she realised this may not be the best idea.
"Don't take it back." A small voice broke Maura's thoughts. Turning, she looked at Jane and gave a crooked smile.
"I don't know if I can do it Jane." Maura barley whispered.
"I'm not in love with him, but I have to think of my children." Maura reasoned.
"Maura, he's never here anyway. It's not like they're not used to it." Jane sat up in bed and looked down at the older woman.
"Jane, I don't expect you to understand, you're not a mother. Yes, he is never home, but it's completely different from him working away and us getting a divorce. The children expect him to turn up at some point and when he does they're used to it. I'm not saying it's right, because it's not, but they do expect him to come home. If we divorce, I'm taking that away from them." Maura explained.
"Maura, I'd love nothing more than to be with you, but it's your choice." Jane sighed.
"However, I won't be around for long Maura. If you chose him, fine. I won't bother you, I won't mention it in school, I'll quit my job and we'll never bring up the subject again and go back to our normal lives. On the other hand, if you chose me, I'll promise to love you with all my heart for the rest of my life Maura. I'll never leave you." Jane begged.
"I just want to be with you, my children and be happy." Maura whined as she hid her face in the pillow.
"I know baby." Jane responded, kissing the Doctor's head.
"No you're right. I need to stop over thinking this and just do it. I'm not happy with him and my children deserve better." Maura suddenly said.
"So you'll do it?" Jane asked, her eyes lighting up.
"I'll do it sweetie." Maura responded.
Jane pulled the Doctor into a passionate kiss before she happened to look down at her watch.
"Oh my God." Maura said.
"What?" Jane asked.
"It's nearly ten." Maura said, getting out of bed and pulling her wrinkled clothes out of her bag. She cringed at how messy they were but she needed to get home.
"Shit." Jane moaned, she was so late for school.
"I'll ring you later." Maura said planting a kiss on the younger girl's lips before she headed out of Jane's room, calling a cab.
It had just gone half ten when Maura pulled up outside her house. Handing the cab driver a twenty, she got out and headed for the door. Seeing the car in the driveway, she swallowed harshly, Ian was in. Maura had a plan, she was going to get out of these creased clothing, get in a shower and a new set of clothing, make herself look presentable and then have a talk with Ian. Opening the door, she walked into the house and pulled off her green trench coat.
"Where have you been?" Ian repeated.
"I told you last night, I stayed at the Ritz after I had dinner with my mother." Maura furrowed her brows at the look her husband was giving her.
"Is that so?" Ian asked smugly.
"Yes." Maura rolled her eyes as she headed for the stairs. Ian nodded and made his way over to the small table where the phone was, he clicked the same white envelope button to indicate a new message and placed the phone on speaker.
"Maura darling, it's your mother. I tried to ring you on your mobile but couldn't seem to get through. I'm sorry to inform you, I have to cancel our dinner arrangements tonight as an important meeting has come up in relation to the Isles foundation. I hope you receive this message before you go out darling, I'm sorry to have inconvenienced you."
Ian stood tall, next to the table, arms crossed, glaring at his wife. He was absolutely furious, she was clearly lying to his face and he'd caught her out. He stared at Maura and watched her face go from annoyance as to why she was being interrogated to realisation when she heard her mother's voice and then she froze, fear in her eyes.
"I'll ask you again. Where the fuck, have you been?" Ian gritted his teeth as he took a step towards his wife.
"I-I-I-"Maura stuttered, trying to come up with an excuse.
"Don't you dare fucking lie to me." Ian said as he turned towards the table and threw it over. Maura cowered back when he threw the table over, she was terrified and she'd never seen her husband react like this before. When Ian realised what he did and saw the terror on his wife's face, he turned around and tried to calm himself down.
"I'm sorry." Ian whispered as he turned back to his wife, tears stinging his eyes. Maura nodded in understanding and although scared, took a step closer to him.
"Are you having an affair?" Ian whispered just before Maura reached him.
Maura stopped walking when Ian said that, so this was it, the moment she'd been dreading these past few months. The sneaking around and all lies were coming back to bite the Doctor in the ass.
"I-I-I'm-" Maura stuttered as she tried to think of a lie before she knew it was no use. Taking a deep breath she did it, the thing that could change her life forever. The thing that could ruin everything she loved.
"Yes." Maura whispered. She watched as her husband's body deflated.
"Who is he?" Ian asked, his voice normal as he nodded.
"There's-he-it's not-" Maura stumbled over her words.
"I said who is he?" Ian asked again, slightly louder.
Maura closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She wished she could get her nerves under control and stop herself from shaking. She took a few minutes to gather herself before clearing her throat.
"It doesn't matter who it is." Maura said clearly.
"It doesn't matter? Of course it fucking matters!" Ian yelled.
"Is it someone in school? Are you fucking another teacher?" Ian clenched his fist. However the look on his wife's face stunned him.
"Is it a student-" Ian began.
"I want a divorce." Maura shouted. Both Ian and Maura seemed shocked at the Doctors outburst.
"Y-you want a divorce?" Ian trembled, hurt at the suggestion.
Maura nodded in response, she was trying so hard to keep the tears back, but the look on her husband's face broke her heart.
"Why?" Ian mumbled, too trying to fight the tears that insisted to spill.
"I love you, but I'm not in love with you anymore." Maura whispered unable to meet her husband's gaze.
"I-I-I'm in love with someone else." Maura croaked through the falling tears.
"Who is it?" Ian said, his voice small. He didn't realise how much he'd neglected his wife until this point. Maura took a long time thinking, should she tell him or not?
"Please Maura. Don't I at least deserve to know who?" Ian shuddered as tears fell down his face.
"Jane." Maura whispered before she realised what she'd said. Ian scrunched his face up at first not understanding what his wife meant.
"Jane, as in the nanny Jane? What about her?" Ian asked, still not understanding.
"I've fallen in love with Jane." Maura whispered as tears began to spill.
"I've been having an affair with Jane." Maura chanced a look at her husband.
Soon everything made sense. The way Maura defended her, the way Jane disliked him and constantly had an attitude around him, the way she wasn't working last night. It all came together, Maura was always attracted to the wild sort, Ian should have known something would happen between them. She was always here and she was so good with the children. Moreover, there was no denying Jane beautiful.
"But, she's a girl?" Ian asked, completely confused.
"Yes." Maura murmured.
"So you're a lesbian? You're into women-well girls?" Ian furrowed his brows.
"No, J-just Jane." Maura gulped.
"Isn't she your student?" Ian asked surprisingly calmly. Maura nodded, feeling ashamed.
"Maura, she's like sixteen." Ian was disgusted.
"Eighteen." The Doctor whispered.
"Let me get this straight, you've fallen in love with an eighteen year old girl, who's your student as well as our children's nanny and you want to divorce me to be with her?" Ian clarified. Maura listened carefully before nodding. The bigger man burst out laughing through his tears. Nerves Maura sighed; he did this when he was nervous.
"You can't be serious." The older man said, wiping the tears from his eyes. However, when he saw the look on his wives face, he realised just how serious she was.
Suddenly, Ian was hit with overwhelming emotion at his wife agreeing. Before he knew it, he found himself collapsed on the floor in tears. He adored his wife, he absolutely loved Maura to bits and she was leaving him.
"Don't do this to me." Ian begged as he ran his hand through his hair. Maura tilted her head as she too began to cry uncontrollably.
"Don't do this to us." He reworded, looking up at his wife.
"Don't do this to our children." Ian gasped as he cried his eyes out. Maura fell down on her knees next to him and began crying.
"I'm sorry. I'm s-s-sorry." Maura mumbled in between breaths as she tried to control her breathing.
"T-this is all my fault! I-I neglected you-I-I put my career before my own family." The older man trembled.
"W-what kind of man does that?" The Australian continued to sob.
"I deserve this." Ian shuddered.
"No! No you don't. No one deserves what I've done." Maura cried.
Ian pulled the Doctor into a hug and they both cried on the floor. Neither knew how long they'd stayed on the floor in that position. The crying had settled down, just a few silent tears as both began to think.
Maura couldn't remember the last time she'd felt safe in her husband's embrace. She had her head against his chest and listened to his heart beat. The heart she once held. The heart she once fell in love with, she sighed as she realised how much she'd ruined.
The house phone rang, pulling both Ian and Maura out of their trance. Maura reached over and grabbed the phone from the floor where Ian had thrown the table over, knocking everything off.
"Hello?" Maura cleared her throat as she answered the phone.
"Yes, this is she." Maura continued.
"Oh, Yes, my apologies. No, I won't. I'm not feeling very well. I don't think I'll be in at all. No, no I don't think it's contagious. Yes, thank you. Bye." Maura said before clicking the red button.
"That was the school." Maura informed Ian.
"We could start over." Ian said suddenly.
What?" Maura asked, turning to face her husband.
"We could move away, start again. We could move to France, you always said you wanted to live there." Ian glanced up at his wife. Maura smiled at him, remembering their dream when they were younger, before they were married and had children.
"We could just relax, you know? Just travel, not have a job for a while, just enjoy each other again. Get to know one another again, fall in love could just have family time; show the children, Paris and all it has to offer. We did it once Maura, we could do it again." Ian tried to persuade his wife.
"Ian." Maura trailed off, her voice warning.
"It's because we got married Maura. The pressure it brings, it drove us apart." Ian mumbled. The more Maura thought about it, the more he was right, the marriage did push them apart, all the expectations that came with it.
"But I'm in love with Jane." Maura confessed.
"Maura, you don't love her. You love the idea of her." Ian assured.
"The thrill, the excitement of possibly getting caught, the fact she was your student. Trust me darling, I know you. She's not the type you fall in love with." Ian pressured his wife.
Maura began to think about it his way, maybe he was right. She thought she knew what love was with Ian until she met Jane, but what if he was right? What if it was the thrill and the excitement? What if after a few years, after she ruined everything it wore off?
"Come on Maura, we can start again. We'll do it right, bring the children up right and give them a proper life. I promise I'll never work away again. I'll never leave you. I'll spend from this moment on, showing you and reminding you just how much I love you." Ian took his wife's hands in his own before he leaned forward and kissed her.
"We can do this?" Ian questioned, looking into hazel green eyes.
Not long after the Doctor left Jane's house, the Italian threw on some dark jeans and a blue sweater before she headed to School. When she finally arrived it was just after lunch time, she was once again late. She was glad that she had Biology with Maura next lesson as she wouldn't have to come up with some lame excuse why she was late. As Jane walked towards Maura's class room and knocked on the door, putting her hands behind her back, with a big grin Jane waited for the Doctor to answer.
"Miss Rizzoli, you're late. Give me your journal." Mr. Parkinson said.
"Where is Doctor Isles?" Jane questioned, surprised to see a substitute teacher.
"She's not in today." The middle aged man replied bluntly.
"What? Where is she? Did she say why she wasn't coming in?" Jane questioned, she had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach.
"I don't think that's any of your business. Now give me your journal." Mr. Parkinson said firmly.
Jane pulled her journal from her bag, handed it to the man and walked into the classroom.
As Jane took her usual seat at the front of the room, she couldn't help the feeling of dread that filled her. As if that were not enough, the pit of her stomach joined in on the warning bells. Between all these feelings and the fact that Maura did not come to class, Jane knew something was definitely wrong.
About forty five minutes into the lesson, Jane had a blank piece of paper in front of her, they had been doing revision session this lesson and the Italian hadn't thought about anything other than Maura. Jane being unable to concentrate pulled out her phone when she was convinced Mr Parkinson was busy on his laptop.
"Where are you?" Jane typed out before clicking send.
Jane found herself staring at her phone, for the rest of the lesson, she was getting more and more nervous, why wasn't Maura texting her back?
"Mr Parkinson, can I go to the toilet please?" Jane shouted out.
"Make it quick Rizzoli." The older man said.
Jane smiled and nodded, before she practically ran out of the room and to the lavatory.
When Jane entered the bathroom, she opened every door to ensure all the stalls were empty, happy she was alone; she double clicked on Maura's name on her phone and placed it to her ear. Jane was busy tapping her finger against the sink while her phone rang.
"Hello-"
"Maur? Oh thank god-" Jane shouted down the phone.
"This is Doctor Isles, I am unavailable at the moment, but please leave a message."
Jane signed before hanging up and re-dialled.
After a good twenty minutes Maura was still not answering her phone. Within that time, Jane had sent her numerous texts and rang her so many times that it had drained her cell phone battery. Sighing, she tried one last time.
"Hello. This is Doctor Isles, I am unavailable at the moment, but please leave a message."
Jane sighed and was about to hang up, but decided to leave a message.
"Hey Maur, please ring or text me to let me know you're okay. I hope everything's alright. I-I love you." Jane said after she heard the beep.
Jane looked at herself in the mirror and rubbed her eyes. She didn't recognise herself anymore, her hair was tied back into a messy ponytail, she'd thrown on a scruffy jumper with stains on and she was wearing a pair of jeans that were far too big for her. The younger girl hadn't realised the toll this affair was taking on her. Although, Ian was away a lot of the time, there was always the possibility of him turning up whenever, the children seeing them or her and Maura being seen by someone from the school. Jane never realised just how much hard work it was sneaking around and it was showing on her features.
Jane had lost a lot of weight, which she now realised in the jeans she was wearing, when she did do her homework, she rushed it and her grades were dropping in other subjects. At the start of this affair, Maura had been helping Jane with her subjects and spending at least an hour doing revision with her at the Isles house, but ever since other things began to happen, the two were just grateful for the time they managed to spend together. Turning on the tap, Jane scooped up some water in her hands and splashed it on her face and headed back to class.
The end of school bell rang and Jane grabbed her stuff and shoved it in her bag. Pulling out her phone to see she still had neither texts nor phone calls from Maura, the Italian headed out of the class and sprinted to grab a cab. Jane didn't even think on the idea for long, she just needed to know that Maura was okay.
The Italian went slightly overboard nagging the cab driver to hurry up, but she then had such a horrible feeling that something was wrong, she couldn't wait another minute and she needed to ensure the Doctor was safe. As the cab pulled up to the large white mansion, she noticed the Doctor's other car in the driveway and hoped everything was alright. Jane hopped out of the car and typed in the code for the gate, as the younger girl was about to walk between the gate, she noticed the gate was not open and the access button was still red. Walking back to the little white box, she tried again assuming she'd put in the wrong code with the rush, but it still didn't work. Jane pulled a face before she clicked on the buzzer and waited for someone to answer. Jane was bouncing in place when she heard a buzzing sound.
"Hey, it's Jane. The code isn't working?" Jane questioned into the small speaker as she began to play with the bottom of her jumper. She received no reply through the speaker, but the gate opened. Jane headed up the patio, unable to wait another second.
"Maura?" Jane shouted through the house when she used her key.
"Maura!" The Italian called out loudly.
"I know I'm early, but you never answered your ph-" Jane was mid sentence when her words were cut off in the sight of Ian.
"Hey, is Maura in? She didn't rep-" Jane was interrupted by Ian's stalking towards her.
"You think you can sleep with my wife and act normal to my face?" Ian screamed into Jane's face as he backed her against a wall. He wasn't touching her, but the Italian felt his breath on her face.
The Italian felt her chest getting tighter as she tried desperately to squirm away from the older man, but he held an arm out above her.
"Move." Jane grunted.
"How long where you fucking her?" Ian yelled.
"Where's Maura?" Jane shouted.
"I asked you a damn question." Ian screamed.
"Where the fuck is Ma-" Jane tried before she was cut off by a large fist smacking into the wall next to her. She knew he wasn't planning on hitting her, but she closed her eyes tight when he raised his fist. Jane felt sick when she opened her eyes to see Ian's hand had gone straight through the plaster wall inches from her head.
"How long where you fucking her?" Ian bellowed in the teenagers face. The Italian tried to hold her own, she didn't want to cry, and she did her best not to.
Maura was finally dressed nicely, her hair and makeup just as perfect as always and she looked presentable after a heart breaking morning. If you looked at the honey blonde Doctor, you wouldn't be able to tell that she was about to make one of the biggest, life altering decisions of her life.
As the honey blonde was making her way downstairs, she heard some commotion and hurried down until she rounded the corner to the foyer and saw something that made her heart stop for sure. Ian had Jane pinned against the wall, she looked terrified but determined not to cry. She glanced at the her husband's plaster and blood covered fist then up to the hole in the wall beside Jane's head.
"Ian!" Maura screamed as she ran across the hall towards her husband and her lover.
"Ian, let her go!" Maura screamed as she saw how scared Jane looked.
"Ian, honey, please." Maura touched his back, only for him to tense.
The older man took a few deep breaths as he continued to stare at Jane. He knew he'd never hurt the teenager, despite how much he wanted to hit her. If she was a man, he wouldn't have thought twice about punching her in the face. Snapping out of his thoughts, he finally pulled his attention away from the teenager and glanced at his wife.
"Get her the fuck out of our house." With that the Australian headed into the kitchen to ice his fist.
"Are you okay?" Maura whispered as soon as her husband was out of sight. She ran her hands all over Jane's body, looking for any sigh of harm. Jane nodded in response, but her eyes soon looked to double check he was in the kitchen.
"Okay, come on." Maura pulled Jane towards the door, not wanting her husband to come back in.
Once the two women were outside, Maura shut the door and led Jane down the porch steps and said nothing. Jane walked side by side with Maura; waiting for her to say something, as the two walked down the patio and neared the gate Jane broke the silence.
"I thought you weren't going to tell him you were having an affair?" Jane asked as she finally calmed herself down.
"I wasn't but he made a good point, as my husband, had a right to know why I wanted a divorce." Maura replied, refusing to make eye contact with Jane. Jane just nodded in agreement and continued to walk until the two reached the gate where Jane stopped and turned to look at Maura.
"I think-" Jane began.
"You need to go now Jane." Maura mumbled.
"Okay, yeah. I get you two need to talk. Should I ring you later?" Jane asked, she understood Maura needed time with Ian. Maura shook her head no.
"Oh, tomorrow?" The teenager whispered, not liking the way Maura was acting. Maura again shook her head.
"When the-" Jane asked as she became annoyed.
"Never." Maura whispered as she crossed her arms.
"Wha-what?" Jane questioned.
"You must never contact me again Jane. You need to leave now." Maura demanded as she looked back towards her house.
"Maura, what the hell?" Jane laughed, thinking this was a joke.
"Jane, I'm serious you need to leave." Maura swallowed harshly.
"Maura, what are you talking about?" Jane asked raising her eyebrow.
"I can't see you ever again. I've already contacted the school and handed in my notice." Maura's voice was harsh.
"What the fuck? Is this him?" Jane snapped. Maura remained quiet; however, Jane tried to reach out to the other woman. Maura flinched and pulled away.
"No, Jane. Please just go. Don't make this any harder than is has to be." Maura begged.
"What? That's it? Jesus at least have the balls to look at me and say you're ending this." Jane huffed. Maura blinked back the tears and continued to stare at the gate behind Jane.
"See, you don't want any of this! You don't want him, you want me! You can't even look at me." Jane laughed.
"I'm not leaving my husband; I'm ending this infatuation with you Jane." Maura cleared her throat.
"No, you love me. You-You can't leave me! You don't even love him! You-you-No!" Jane cried.
"Jane please just go. I can't do this. I don't want to do this anymore." Maura whispered.
"What did he say Maura? Did he threaten you?" Jane reasoned.
"He did nothing, I just realised I was being foolish, living a lie, living in a fantasy. We had our fun, now it's time to face reality Jane." Maura admitted.
"No! This-" Jane pointed between the two of them.
"We are reality." Jane nodded as she again tried to reach out for Maura.
"Why would I have a life with you when I have a perfectly good one now? Why would I leave my husband for you Jane? I have two children with him." Maura snapped.
"But-but you said-said you loved me! You said you wanted me!" Jane cried out.
"Jesus you're so naive Jane. Why would I love a poor, scruffy, blue collar child from South Boston?" Maura yelled, she broke her own heart. Jane instantly felt an indescribable pain in her chest at Maura's words. She knew what she was, but she always thought Maura saw her as something more.
"But, we made love, we-we-" Jane stumbled over her words, the tears taking control as she tried to process what was happening.
"Why would I want you Jane? Look at you? What do you possibly have to offer me? It was nothing but sex Jane." Maura shook her head.
"Just sex." Maura cut the teen off, she was holding on to her emotions, letting nothing through.
"You meant nothing to me Jane. It was all a lie, a simple little lie to get you into bed and fuck you." Maura whispered as her angered intensity.
Jane was struggling to catch her breath, she couldn't say a word, she didn't have any words to say and she just watched Maura's face looking for any sign to say she was lying. The Italian was praying this was a dream and that any moment she would wake up from this nightmare. Maura watched as Jane cried, she knew she needed to finish this, say those last few words to make the girl understand their affair was over.
"I'm moving away Jane. I'm moving away from Boston, from you, from this lie." Maura cleared her throat as she tried not to cry. Jane grabbed both of Maura's hands in her own.
"No!" Maura shouted as she backed Jane towards the gate until the teenager was past the threshold of the gate and off her property.
"If you ever come near me or my family I will not think twice about having you arrested for harassment and trespassing. Remember who I am Jane. I don't need a reason to have you locked up." Maura warned as she pointed her finger at Jane's chest.
"Maura please!" Jane cried out desperately.
"You were never enough Jane. I merely seduced you and you fell for it. You weren't and will never be the first priority in my life. Never!" Maura shouted into Jane's face, her hazel green eyes meeting dark brown ones, before Maura pressed the side button to lock the gate before she walked away.
Jane collapsed, screaming and crying, her voice husky as she found it hard to breathe, she couldn't believe this was happening. She couldn't believe Maura was ending things with her, she couldn't believe she chose her deadbeat husband. Jane watched as Maura walked up the patio, towards her house and slammed her door shut.
The last image Maura Isles had in her mind's eye was Jane collapsed in her driveway, screaming and crying. Maura felt the silent tears stinging her eyes. The Doctor would never forgive herself for what she had just done, the pain she had just caused, the life she had just ruined and the heart she had just broken.
It had been two months since Jane had last seen Maura. The Italian had barely eaten or drank anything and never slept. Jane's parents hardly saw their daughter, she hadn't told them she'd lost her job, she simply went out drinking her well earned pay cheques away until she had almost nothing left. The teenager hardly ever went to school; she was ignoring calls and texts from her worried friends and brothers. She had missed her first four exams and had neither intention nor the motivation to sit the others. Everything Jane had been working hard for went downhill, the past seven years of school life was for nothing.
Maura was true to her word when she said they were leaving and when Jane appeared the next day, they had indeed left. When Jane turned up three days later after that eventful evening she found that the house looked empty, there were no cars parked in the garage and the buzzer on the gate didn't even work. Jane had spent every day for the next two months walking back to the Isles' house, forever waiting for them to return. Jane had tried to ring Maura's number, but she never answered.
Later on she was sucker punched by the robotic voice explaining that this number was no longer in service. When she contacted her phone network provider he informed her that Maura's number had been disconnected. A day later there had been a package delivered to Jane with all her things from the guest bedroom in a box, she inspected the package in the hopes of finding a return address. She begged and even tried to bribe the delivery boy to tell her the address of the sender, but he refused.
Jane kept up her vigil of returning to the empty home still hoping to one day to find her Maura there with open arms and praising Jane for her steadfast love and asking for forgiveness. That dream withered along with her hopes and dreams of an everlasting love with the Doctor. It was nearing on six months and there was still no sign of the Doctor. She watched forlornly as a 'FOR SALE' sign went up. She continued her routine in vain, only to watch as a wealthy family after a wealthy family come and view the house, each one making an offer higher than the next. It finally hit home for Jane when she came back one late evening to find a 'SOLD' sign had replaced the other sign and she watched over the next few days as a new couple began to move in. She only wished they knew half of the things that went on in that house.
It was nearing on a year since Maura up and left that day and Jane had given up going to the house, she had failed most of her exams apart from physical education and above all, she didn't have a job. Despite her rebellious year she did have the sense to be more frugal with the bit of money she still had in her savings account. Jane was still hurting and although she went out here and there with the boys she still didn't feel like herself, at this rate she didn't think she ever would be herself again. It was this summer that Jane had received some good news for a change, she had been accepted into the Boston Police Academy and was delighted to know that her best friend Frost had gotten in too.
Frost's dream was always to be a football player, but he had badly injured his shoulder in practice about ten months ago and his doctor informed him he wouldn't ever be able to play professionally. Unlike Jane, although his dream had been destroyed, he decided he wanted to do something useful with his life and followed slightly in his father's steps and became an officer. Although it was a police officer and not a naval officer, he was still very proud. This was how Jane and Frost found themselves packing their things up and starting the academy in under a week. They both had enough money to rent a flat together and pay off their debt for the academy. This was just the new start Jane needed and she found herself strangely excited. It would be a new opportunity for her to restart her life again. She thought of the Doctor every single day and that hurt and pain that usually was synonymous with those thoughts, morphed into hate and loathing as the days passed.
Despite the hate she'd developed for the Doctor, not a day passed without the teenager replaying each and every memory, hoping desperately to work out where it went wrong. What she did wrong, but it was no use.
Jane Rizzoli loathed Maura Isles.
