Her second day at school was all but boring. More and more people approached her, and she suddenly found herself in the middle of a circle which formed around her. Being an outcast so far, she tried to handle the admiration but also some awkward looks and situations with other pupils. For the first time in her life she had been asked if she would sit with somebody during lunch. And not only by a few people but by many.
This turned out to be far more challenging and exhausting than the classes. Seriously? What could she do? Saying no to somebody had never been the easiest task for her. But she couldn't sit with all the pupils who asked.
And more important: she didn't want to because many of them had never noticed her before and it was clear that they either wanted to sit with her because she had gained some kind of fame and it was cool to be seen with her. Or they wanted something else like protection.
By Wednesday she had decided to isolate herself, eating some sandwiches her mother had made her alone in a classroom or in another less frequented spot. She still wasn't feeling well and needed a lot of space to relax in between the lessons.
They were sitting in a circle, facing each other and Mrs. Lawson who was sitting to her right patted her knee. Then she started by greeting everybody and making everybody give a short self-presentation. The girls chuckled and one by one made themselves known.
Jane still had no clue about her role in all of this but didn't like that they treated her like a star or a hero. She liked it even less when they started to talk about punching other people and god knows what. Therefore, she jumped from her seat.
"Look, we are not here to talk about revenge. We are here to talk about whatever matters to us. Exchanging our experiences and stuff. Find a plan how to raise awareness, that we are not carrying any decease or anything. And we are not going to reach this goal by punching people."
She stood, one arm resting on her hip, the other hand pinching the bridge of her nose while all girls stared at her bewildered. "This is no fight club, you know?" Jane continued in a softer voice.
"But you punched Joey. And this got you respect!" one of the girls snarled at her.
"I know. But the point is, that we can't punch everybody. There are other ways."
R&I
Friday afternoon, Maura found Jane propped up against the headboard of the bed in a comfortable position. The opened anatomy book rested in her lap, while her arms were crossed behind her head. It had been an exhausting week and the healing process seemed to cost her a lot of energy. But apart from being tired she was happy. Specially to see that Maura had come home from work, earlier than expected.
"Hey!" the blonde said and dropped to the bed to make herself comfortable too.
"Hey yourself." Jane smiled warmly.
"What are you reading?" Maura asked and reached for the book in Janes lap to have a look.
"We have a test next week, and Dr. Pike is absolutely boring. I can't get myself to focus on the topic during class, it takes to much strength to stay awake. Everybody misses you at school." Jane whined to Maura's amusement. The blonde chuckled as she flipped some pages. "I get that Dr. Pike must be a pain in the ass sometimes."
Jane laughed out loud in amusement. "I rubbed off on you. You're starting to use my language Dr. Isles." Jane said triumphantly, resting one hand on the blondes tight before adding "You know him?"
Maura took some time to mull over the fact that Jane was right. She was indeed taking on some of her girlfriends' expressions, and to her surprise she didn't mind at all.
"He occasionally works in my office, whenever one of my team member gets ill for example. But I also know him from various conferences." Maura couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"Bad experience?" Jane asked chuckling, still being amused.
"I'd rather not talk about it. Not now anyways, when I lay in bed with you." Maura nudged Jane who nodded.
"But I can definitely help you with this. I see you are just learning about abdominal muscles." Jane held her breath when the doctor winked at her. She wondered if Maura knew what she did to her. Sex hadn't been a topic so far, nor kissing, seeing as to how Janes lips had been bruised in the fight.
Jane wasn't sure if this offer was concerning just learning theory or if the wink indicated that she would also get some practical examples. With Maura one just never knew. But she got her answers quickly when the blonde moved closer to move up her tank top. A soft gasp left the doctors mouth as she revealed part of Janes upper body.
This is going to be fun the brunette mused, sensing that the blonde had a hard time focusing already. Jane couldn't help but find it cute. She watched how Maura let her finger glide over her side, enjoying the touch which left a warm trail behind. "This is the external oblique muscle." Maura stated after clearing her throat. "It runs along here." More touching while showing.
By the time they reached the latissimus dorsi, which requested to lift the tank top once more, Janes stomach was floated with a warm mixture of tickling and tearing sensations. She let her hand slide gently over Maura's reddened face up into the blonde hair and pulled her closer for a gentle and lingering kiss. Their eyes locked as they broke it to gasp for air and a smile covered their faces.
After a few more kisses Maura settled into Janes arms and sighed. "I love you, Maur." Jane whispered, letting her free hand put a strand of blonde hair where it belonged. Then she left a gentle kiss on the forehead before leaning herself comfortably into the cushions.
"I love you too, Jane." The blonde mumbled and the brunette felt how the body in her arms relaxed.
We must have fallen asleep Jane thought when she awoke to the sound of her ringing phone. She felt Maura stir and stretched herself before reaching for it. The brunette reluctantly let go of Maura who got off the bed to use the toilet while picking up.
"I invited Ma over for pizza and movie." Jane said, when Maura came back. "I hope its okay for you. But she sounded lonely and I thought we wouldn't do much anyways."
It was okay for Maura. Soon all three were sitting in their pj's in front of the screen, covered by a soft blanket, eating pizza and drinking wine. "This is like a sleepover." Maura stated in excitement as she was sitting in between both Rizzoli women. Jane pretended to find this so not cool and rolled her eyes while in reality she loved it.
They were watching some romantic movie.
"How's your guidance thing going?" Angela asked during a commercial break.
"Oh boy." Maura murmured as she had already heard about the first group meeting today. "I'm going to get us some popcorn." She said and fled to the kitchen.
Jane who had calmed down by now glanced up to her mother. "Well, the girls are nice. And I get that we were all hurt a lot, so they uhm talked a lot about punching and so."
Angela shrieked but got calmed down by her daughter immediately. "Don't worry. I told them that we have attention now. And that we should use this attention wisely and work out a plan to raise awareness about what bullying does and that love and peace is much better." Jane couldn't help but be a little bit sarcastic.
"Moreover, we are going to talk a lot about coming out and so. There were many questions today. I feel that they all believe that I'm an expert. But I'm not." Jane sounded a bit frustrated, still unable to cope with her role.
"So, why don't you let them tell you their story. Maybe its easier to answer their questions then. You are a gut person, and you always give good advice." Her mother offered. Jane gave it a thought. This was worth a try she thought, giving her mother a quick thank you kiss to the cheek before letting Maura take her spot again, with more wine and more popcorn.
R&I
Saturday, Jane found herself alone in bed when she woke up. Maura was on call, and a small note on the counter affirmed that she had been called to a crime scene. The brunette didn't mind as she had to catch up with some stuff she had missed while being in hospital. After spending some time on doing homework and writing papers she did some relaxing on the couch.
The ringing of the doorbell interrupted her nap and she wondered who might disturb her while walking to the door. A middle-aged man glanced up to her, when she had opened the door.
"Mhmm, I'm looking for a Jane Rizzoli." He said after checking the papers on his clipboard.
"That would be me." the brunette said politely.
"Oh good, I feared you wouldn't be at home. And I'm for sure not going to take the car back with me." he sighed and wiped some sweat away. "Come with me." he said as he padded down the porch. Which car? Jane thought as she followed him to a truck with a trailer. The man pushed a tarp away and revealed an old wine-red Ford Mustang.
Jane furrowed her eyebrows. The car was beautiful, but she hadn't bought a car.
"Sign here." The man ordered before climbing onto the trailer and moving the Mustang down to the street. The brunette studied the paper carefully, suspicious that this had to be a trap. But when she read the name of the client on the bottom a smile spread over her face. She signed the paper and took the key from the man.
She didn't know how to feel. Confused for sure. The buzzing of her phone offered a welcomed interruption. And she took it out of the pocket of her sweater reading a text from Maura.
You always wanted to visit a morgue. That's your chance. Enjoy the ride
Jane looked at the message, then at the car. Fuck! She thought. After changing into a pair of Levis and putting on a hoody and a jacket she climbed into the car.
Half an hour later she found Maura standing in the hallway of the precinct, talking to an older man in a suit. Jane took a while to take the scene in. Maura wore an elegant outfit as usually and seeing her talk to the detective, looking all professional made Jane feel aroused. One could see that the blonde belonged more here than into the school.
The detective interrupted his talk and pointed towards Jane who was approaching them. "Oh, there you are." Maura smiled. "This is detective Korsak, one of the best here at the precinct. Detective this is Jane Rizzoli. She wants to join the police academy this fall."
"Hi, nice to meet you." The grey-haired man said with a wide smile. "Dr. Isles has my number. Call me if you should need anything." He offered after they had chatted a bit about the job and her plans.
"Hey." Maura greeted her once they were alone in the elevator to ride downstairs to where the morgue was. "I see you got your present." Her eyes were shining. It hit Jane that this was just Maura who was pleased to pleasure Jane. Debating about the money would have only offended her, like it had when they were talking about their weekend get-away. Therefore, Jane decided against it even though the present seemed to be too expensive to her to accept.
"Hey babe. Yeah. I don't know what to say. Its great!" she quickly pressed her lips on Maura's before the doors of the elevator slided open.
"I figured that you must be tired of walking or waiting that someone can bring you or pick you up. You're 18 after all. And the house at beacon hill is further away from school than the one we used when I was a teacher." She said, before showing her way down an aisle. "The victim's body will be here in 15 minutes. That will be enough to give you a quick tour of my workplace." The blonde changed to work mode, doing as offered. The last room on the tour was her office. Jane measured the room and glanced around in astonishment. She noticed some masks on the wall next to the door and walked over to check on them. They were dreadful but also very fascinating.
Maura chuckled. "you like them?" she asked but before Jane could reply there was a knock to the doorframe, and a young Asian looking woman announced the arrival of the body. "Thank you, senior criminologist Chang. I'll be there in a minute." She said and dismissed the woman in the white coat.
"Are you up to your first autopsy, or do you prefer to ride home?" Maura asked, disappearing behind a small wall. Jane looked puzzled and realized that she was changing into some work clothes, as one by one the blouse and the skirt appeared on top of the wall.
"I don't know. Is it okay if I watch?" Jane asked cautiously.
"Sure. But if you feel nauseous or so, don't vomit on my body."
Jane hardly recognized Maura when she soon reappeared in black scrubs and some trainers and she concluded that it didn't matter what the blonde wore: she was always damn sexy. She bit her lip and decided to take her on the offer to witness the autopsy, eager to see the doctor in action. And although knowing that this was totally inappropriate, she couldn't help but feel the arousal rise.
She took her designated spot at the sinks and watched Maura adjusting a microphone. It was fascinating to watch the autopsy and the woman work. Jane was far too focused as to get nauseous. If she had admired the blonde at the school, Maura Isles as a ME left her speechless. And she said so, as they came home later that day.
Maura chuckled shyly, blushing a bit. "Its really nothing. I just like to help these poor victims to find justice." She waved it off as she poured herself a glass of wine. "I think its great!" Jane said, sipping on her juice.
They looked at each other in silence, taking in the moment and the joy of sharing their live. When Maura had finished her glass, Jane sent her to shower and offered to prepare a proper meal. They had eaten take out twice this week and the brunette knew that the blonde would enjoy home made dinner.
She hummed one of her favorite songs as she threw the minute steaks into the pan, while stirring the vegetables. By the time Maura was back, already wearing her silk pajamas, Jane had lit a candle and the steaming food was sitting on the table.
