I truly am blown away by how many people are following this story and how many reads it has recieved, we are around the 16.000 reads, I started this story on another site and it kpet hanging there around the 2K reads. I am so glad that you actually enjoy this story. And I hope I won't dissapoint you with this chapter. It's been a hard time getting some inspiration and putting it to words.
''So secret services made you move to Washington to work for the president?'' Tommy asked fascinated as he took a bite of his Cannoli during desert.
''Well, of course they didn't make me move to Washington, they offered me the job and I can't say no to the president ya know.'' Jane chuckled as she looked at her family, Maura peacefully eating from her Cannoli next to her, watching the family interact every now and then.
''You got shot not even a week ago, why are you back to work already? Shouldn't you rest?'' Frank Sr. asked worried, looking over at his daughter who carefully shrugged her shoulders.
''I am not really working. I was, but Mr. Isles hired a replacement for me because he didn't expected me to be ready for duty this quickly. I passed all my tests and was allowed to go back but I wasn't really necessary there. So Maura asked me to come with her to Boston.'' Jane said, looking at the honey blonde who looked at her at the same time, both woman sharing a brief look with each other before starting to smile goofily. ''She won't let me work though.'' The brunette added, pouting.
Maura chuckled quietly and looked back at the rest of the Rizzoli clan, ''She is wearing her gun and badge though.''
''Yes, of course I am. Your father would kill me if something happened to you while I am around.'' Jane said, playfully shoving Maura's arm who looked at her and gasped, faking a pain.
''Ouch!'' she squealed, trying to hold back a laugh.
''Oh shush.'' Jane grinned as she turned back to her Cannoli and took a bite of it.
''Your Cannoli's are amazing Angela. As always of course.'' Maura said, her voice still containing the slightest bit of a chuckle as she spoke. Angela smiled at her, ''I hadn't seen you in six months, none of us had so this had to be special, I did my best on the Cannoli. If I knew you would bring Jane along I would have made 16 extra.'' The elderly Rizzoli joked, earning a laugh from everyone at the table.
''Ma..'' Jane whined.
''So you did eat a lot of Cannoli. No wonder the nickname, Jane.'' Maura chuckled.
''You know about Jane's nickname?'' Frankie asked confused.
''Yes, she- she told me.'' Maura said quietly, looking at the brunette that gave her a grimace. ''Not funny.'' She husked out, nonetheless still eating from her Cannoli.
''So tell me, why bring Jane along, not tell anyone and get all close with her. The girl never had a friend once in her life.'' Frank Sr. chuckled, earning a death glare from his wife and a sigh from his one and only daughter.
Maura quickly glanced at Jane and then looked at the table, ''What I love the most about Boston, and the people I know here is that they don't see me as the President's Daughter. You see me as a friend, as family. I knew how much you missed Jane, and when I came back from Tanzania I didn't knew she would be just like you. From what I heard from everyone here she was this selfish, rude cop that decided to join the big parties and just left. I saw her on television, saving my father just like all of you did. I met her and she turned out to have the biggest heart, I may not know her for that long, it are just a couple of days. But I knew that she wouldn't come here and that you all would be worried sick no matter what, so here she is. To explain where she was and to let all of you know that she is okay.''
''Maur-'' Jane began.
''Your daughter is a wonderful and brave young woman. I just want all of you to know that..'' Maura added, now looking at Jane. She saw the brunette looking back at her, her facial expressions were a mixture of confusement and happiness.
''You are still the First Daughter, Maura. I work for your father, so don't get all cheesy. Otherwise I will start calling you Misses Isles again.'' Jane mumbled, realizing that no matter what had happened in the Beacon Hill home, she had to remain at least a bit professional.
''Sure thing.'' Maura said quietly.
''You are really planning on calling me Misses Isles again?'' Maura asked quietly as she drove towards the PBD.
They went home almost directly after dinner, promising Angela they both would swing by after paying a visit at the Boston Police Department. They hadn't really talked and Maura couldn't quite understand what she had done wrong. Jane had told her that she wanted to be intimate and now the brunette was blocking her out. They didn't talked until Maura brought up the 'Misses Isles' thing.
''No..'' Jane mumbled, staring out of the window as she looked at the streets that once were the streets she used to run through, tackling killers and solving crimes.
''What happened yesterday that caused you to act like this, Jane? I thought that you wanted to be intimate, that you didn't care. You said you didn't want it to be a one-time thing, you even kissed me before dinner and then you suddenly turn al professional again, basically ignoring me..'' the blonde said, now parking in front of the BPD. She could hear the brunette next to her sighing.
''I am sorry Maura, I just- It is weird to return to my family after just leaving them. You are the First Daughter and it is strange to see them act like you are family, like I didn't ever leave. I don't say that it's bad but it feels like I am not doing my job..''
''You aren't here to do your job, Jane.'' Maura reminded her politely.
''I am, Maura. I am here as your friend, of course but I am also her as your body guard, as your protection and it feels wrong to let my guard down. Even when I am with family. I just need to remain professional, which means that I shouldn't bang you on the couch or the kitchen table, or the bed. It means that I shouldn't be kissing you, or acting all goofy and unprofessional around you.'' Jane said, running her hand through her hair. She opened her mouth to say something but simply shook her head and got out of the car. Maura following suit.
Maura rounded the car after she got out and took Jane's wrist. ''Jane, look at me.'' She said quietly. The guard now turning her head to face her, she had her jaws clenched together firmly.
''Fine, act professional in the Department, act professional when we are at your parent's house, act professional when we are doing groceries but don't forget that I really enjoy what we had yesterday and that this is still your home town, your life, where your family is. Enjoy it before we go back to Washington, I don't mind.'' She whispered.
''I can't, Maura.'' The brunette growled. Pulling her wrist lose, Maura grabbing both of her hands as result.
''Then just act like you around your family and when we are at my house. You can be your stubborn and protective self everywhere else okay? You're in work clothes already anyway.'' Maura chuckled as she tiptoed, placing a kiss on the Italian's cheek.
''Fine.'' Jane mumbled, knowing she couldn't argue with the woman.
''Good, now let's go and see how everyone is doing.'' Maura smiled as she pulled Jane with her inside.
''They all hate me.'' Jane whined, but as soon as they entered the foyer she pulled herself lose from Maura and straightened up. She closed her jacket a bit and followed Maura to the service desk.
''Good morning officer Jenkins. I am here for Detective Vince Korsak and Lieutenant Sean Cavanaugh.''
''You can walk through, Misses Isles. You know that. Who is that with you?'' The officer asked, eyeing Jane in disgust. The brunette knew Jenkins and he knew her all too well, but as predicted, everyone hated her for leaving.
''Oh.'' Maura said, looking at her guard and then looking back at Jenkins. ''That is my guard, Agent Rizzoli. She's with me.''
Jenkins nodded and grabbed a visitor's sticker and handed it to Jane. The brunette grunted and took it from the officer before folding it up to a ball and laying it down on the desk, she grabbed her badge and slammed it down on the counter. ''Agent Rizzoli, Secret Services. No need for a sticker, Officer Jenkins.'' She hissed before taking Maura's upper arm and ushering her towards the small ports, she showed her badge to the officer checking for weapons there and was allowed trough. She took Maura into an elevator and pressed the button that would send them to the floor of Homicide.
''I can perfectly do things for myself, Jane! Why are you so rude!'' Maura exclaimed once the brunette had let go of her and stood next to her, hands behind her back and firmly grasping each other.
''I know goddamn Officer Jenkins-'' she said sarcastically, ''-from the academy. That is since my 19th and he just acts like he doesn't knows me. This is exactly the reason why I didn't want to return to Boston, they hate me.'' Jane hissed, staring forward.
Maura wanted to apologize but shook her head when the bell of the elevator ringed and the doors opened. The blonde entered the corridor and immediately went straight to the Lieutenant's office, Jane following suit without saying another word.
Maura knocked on the door and waited, she as well as Jane recognizing the low and stern voice yelling; ''Come in!''
Maura opened the door to the office and walked in, Jane took a deep breath before stepping in.
Well, there goes nothing Rizzoli..