Authors note: general disclaimer, I don't own rizzoli & isles or any characters involved etc. any comments/feedback/criticism will be welcomed as its my first fanfic x :) twitter jdroxburgh
This story is rated M for a reason!
Another rubbish day :( not happy chapter but I'll make it up to u very very soon promise x
Maura stood in front of her mirror wiping off her makeup and glaring at her reflection determined not to cry. Her eyes kept darting to her phone that stayed dark. Do not call her. Wait until you've calmed down. Wait for her to apologise, she was wrong to do that to me. Unless she just sees us as a fun fling? We haven't spoken about how serious this is between us...but we've both said that we love one another...it can't be her being scared to come out as being with a woman if she's quite happy to fondle a strange woman in a bar. She noticed her free hand was clenched in a fist at the memory of Jane and the redhead. She looked at the phone again. Why hasn't she even text me?
Korsak drove in silence too scared to broach the subject of Jane and the Doc, clearly they had had a fight and he wasn't gonna land himself in the middle of it! I love Janie but I'll be damned if I'm getting in the middle of her relationship, if it was a guy I wouldn't coz she'd kick off at me, I sure as hell ain't getting in the middle of two women!
Jane stared out of the window at the passing streets of Boston. Why did she leave me there? She seemed pissed. Maybe she was just frustrated like I was...but it was her who left me in that bathroom... Her thoughts dissolved into images of the medical examiner in the bathroom. Jane shifted uncomfortably in her seat as the throbbing between her legs started up again.
Maura climbed into the shower and let the hot water wash away the equally hot tears falling from her eyes. This way it didn't feel like she was crying. I don't want to keep crying over her. This wasn't supposed to happen like this. Tonight should have ended differently.
As Korsak waffled on about what they had told him about Jo and all the things she needed for aftercare, Jane was trying to listen but couldn't help but drift off thinking about Maura and the way she stormed off. Did she expect me to follow? She did take control tonight, maybe I'm supposed to go over...but it wasn't a hot sexy angry look she gave me, she was really mad...I don't get it...
Korsak looked up, it was clear Jane was somewhere else. "I'd like to keep her here so I can keep an eye on her if that's ok with you Jane? She's still pretty weak and well...to be honest I've liked having some company again!" He smiled kindly at her. Go and fix it kid.
Jane smiled at him gratefully, she wondered exactly what he knew, she wanted to open up to him and tell him everything when the words caught in her throat. What would I tell him? I love my best friend, she said she loved me to for the first time today and we were about to have steaming hot sex in the Dirty Robber and the next thing I know she's fucked off home with Frost! I don't know where I stand with her...and Ma's running her mouth off telling everyone we're together...I don't even know if we are!
Korsak watched sadly as the detective teared up and ran out of his place before he could hug her. He shook his head and ruffled Jo's fur "Your mom really needs to fix whatever happened Jo. She'll regret it forever if she doesn't." Jo Friday gave him a look that said 'Tell me about it!'
Jane hailed down a cab and got out her phone, she called the familiar number but got no answer. She sighed and typed out a message;
'Hey Maur, you there?xxx'
She waited for a moment and looked at the rear view mirror where a pair of eyes looked back at her expectantly. Maura's or home? She shook her head and gave the address. The cab pulled away as she typed another message;
'Tell me you got home safe?xxx'
They drove in silence for a while as Jane stared at her phone, willing it to sound.
Maura stepped out of the shower dripping wet and looked to her phone again, still dark. She sighed and gritted her teeth in an attempt not to cry. She grabbed a towel and wandered into her bedroom.
The cab pulled up outside and Jane looked out of the window at the darkened residence. Her heart sank a little as she fumbled for the money.
Maura walked over to her window and drew back the curtain slightly. She laughed bitterly at herself. What am I expecting? Jane stood under my window crying out her apologies and declaring her love for me?
Jane typed another message as she handed over the money to the driver;
'Maur I'm home, please answer your phone, I'm worried xxxx'
Maura heard her phone sound and her heart leapt. Jane? She raced over to the bathroom. She paused when she heard a bang but shook her head and continued. It's just Bass.
Jane walked through the front door and sighed at the empty darkness she got out her phone again;
'If you're mad then I'm sorry, I don't know what I did...just let me know where u r and that ur safe? Please Maur x'
She tripped over something in the darkness and swore as she smacked her knee into something hard.
Maura picked up her phone and felt tears rolling down her face as it showed missed calls and texts from the detective. She opened her messages and couldn't help but smile. She does care. She scolded herself inwardly for thinking that Jane didn't care, of course she did, she always had. She made a mental note not to let Jane buy her a drink every time Jane got a beer, it clearly made her unbalanced! She typed a reply message;
'I'm safe Jane. I'm glad you're home xMx'
Jane got the text and frowned. She opened the fridge as she typed one handed;
'Glad I'm home safe or glad I'm home?'
Maura sat on the edge of her bed and stared at the words until they blurred. Do I wish she was here? Would we just fight? She trembled as she typed her reply,
'I don't know...'
Jane felt her heart drop as she looked at those despondent words. She closed the fridge empty handed and slide down the door to sit on the floor. She wanted to cry but just felt empty like every emotion had just been ripped from her.
'What did I do?'
Maura read those words and anger started to brew again. How can she not know? Does she really think I'd be ok with her flirting with another woman?!
'I think perhaps we should just sleep on it and talk tomorrow.'
Jane felt her Rizzoli stubbornness kick in and growled.
'No. I wanna talk now. I wanna see u.'
Maura was determined not to cry again and out her phone down while she got ready for bed. When she curled up under her covers she saw she had another text;
'Maura talk to me. I'm not gonna give up on this. On you. On us. I love you, I'm not gonna run from this I wanna talk it out.'
Maura cradled the phone to her heart and felt the fire inside dampening. She really wants to make this work?
'Why didn't you stop me leaving?'
Jane sighed and ran a hand through her dark curls.
'You stormed off! How am I supposed to know what you wanted?'
Maura leant her head back and closed her eyes. The image of that woman in Jane's arms was burned into her retinas.
'I thought I'd made it perfectly clear what I wanted in the bathroom.'
Jane's pulse raced as those images raced across her mind again.
'Yeah but then u left me there'
Maura scowled,
'You seemed to get over it pretty quickly.'
Jane looked at the text in shock. The image of the redhead popped into her head and she shook her head in disbelief,
'Ur mad bcoz some chick bought me a drink?'
Maura sat bolt upright,
'Yes. Yes Jane I have a problem because a woman got you a drink.'
Jane was starting to get annoyed now,
'U kno sarcasm doesn't work thru txt'
Maura would have smiled if she hadn't been so angry,
'Fine then maybe we should leave this until I see you.'
Jane slammed her phone into its holster and paced around the room. This is ridiculous. Maybe I should just forget it. It's not supposed to be this hard is it?
Maura kept looking at her phone despite herself, it seemed that Jane had taken her instruction to heart...for once. She hated it.
