I don't own Rizzoli and Isles, but I wish I did.
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Here are your copies, Maur. Jane deposited a large stack of paper on the doctor's desk.
"Did you remember to staple them?" Maura stood from her crouching position under one of the lab desks. Her best dry erase marker had made a break for it.
Jane rocked back on her heels playfully, "Yes, and hole punched 'em just like you asked."
"Thank you." Maura stood after retrieving the wayward marker and erased the remnants of the day's objectives and schedule from the board.
At the beginning of the year, Jane suggested that the doctor list what the class activities were each class period. The brunette claimed (and she was right) that it helped the kids stay focused on the lesson. Students love structure whether they'd admit it or not. Jane's other reason for recording the schedule was to keep herself on track, but Maura didn't have to know that.
"Anything you have to do after school today?" Jane, remembering she had practice and a department meeting after school, picked a piece of lint off her shirt.
Maura placed the eraser back on the tray before turning her full attention back on the brunette.
It was always a given that Jane had something to do. Usually, it involved a sports practice of some sort, but Maura didn't have as many responsibilities.
"Since the AP exams are around the corner, I thought...," Maura collected the pile of copies Jane ran for her and separated them into stacks of four on the nearest lab table.
"Middle of May, right?" Jane interrupted the doctor. She should know this after so many years of teaching, but inevitably she forgot every year.
"That is correct," the doctor continued unperturbed. " I thought now is a good time to begin reviewing the material. As a result, I'm holding review sessions after school on Tuesdays and Thursdays to help the students prepare." Maura explained cheerfully. Studying was one of her favorite hobbies as a child.
Jane perched on the corner of Maura's desk, smiling once she saw the picture of their D.C. trip situated next to coffee mug Jane gave her in January. Its contents were still steaming. The doctor must have made herself a fresh cup of tea before Jane arrived.
"That's really good of you, Maur, especially since that's past contract time, and you're not getting paid extra." Jane smiled fondly. Maura was a natural.
Teachers were technically allowed to leave after their contract hours ended, but most stuck around longer than they were required. The ones, who didn't stay late, often came early instead. It really depended on how much work they wanted to take home or if they had kids to pick up. Jane oftentimes had no choice and had to do all three.
Maura blushed at Jane's compliment, "Thank you, Jane. I really want the students, who are willing to try, to succeed. I may end up having a morning session or two in case there are any bus riders, who can't stay after school."
The doctor sat in her desk chair and rested her hands on Jane's knees. "Besides, you have practice, and I don't want to go home to my big house without you," Maura's wink was followed by a not so innocent smile and squeeze to Jane's thighs.
A contented sigh escaped from the brunette, and she leaned down and chastely pecked the blonde on the lips. "We haven't taken time for ourselves recently, so I've got an idea. Let's go out on Saturday. I want to take you to a movie."
"A movie?!" Maura perked up at the prospect of going out. "There's a wonderful new French film playing at…"
"Nope!" Jane interrupted the doctor again. "I'm broadening your horizons, and I intend to further your high school experiences. When was the last time you went to an actual movie theatre, not some artsy fartsy one?"
"Well, I…" Maura trailed off. She never had.
Maura's expression told Jane everything she needed to know. "Seriously? Geez, Maura, we've got to fix this! I'll look up the times for the new horror flick that's out...this is going to be great!" Jane hopped up from her perch.
"If you say so…" Maura wasn't so sure.
One look at the clock told Jane she needed to head back to her room. "I promise it'll be great. I've gotta go." The brunette leaned in and gave the doctor a lingering kiss. "I love you!"
Maura would never tire of hearing those three words or saying them for that matter.
"I love you, too! Have a great class!" Maura waved as the brunette dashed out the door. Jane always waited to leave until the last possible moment.
This should be interesting.
The doctor softly shook her head and readied herself for the next class to start.
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"Alright here's your ticket and your glasses. Don't lose them!" Jane handed a small perforated slip of paper and plastic wrapped 3D glasses for the doctor to hold.
Gathering her own ticket and glasses, Jane walked away from the box office.
As the women entered the MegaPlex Theatre, the smell of over-buttered popcorn wafted through the air. Huge cardboard cutouts of upcoming films littered the floor of the lobby, and bright neon lights illuminated the halls leading off to the numerous theatres.
Taking the stunned blonde by the hand, Jane led the two over to the concessions counter. The line was ten people deep. "What do you think, Maura?"
"Well, it's not like anything I've ever seen." The doctor replied hesitantly still a little uncertain about what to think.
Jane wasn't sure if that was a positive or negative observation, but she was going with it regardless.
The line inched forward, and Jane checked her watch. They still had plenty of time before the previews started; Maura insisted they'd leave thirty minutes earlier than necessary.
"We need to make sure to pee before the movie starts. Nothing sucks more than suffering with a full bladder or getting up in the middle of the movie and missing something."
To pass the time, Jane recounted old memories of attending movies with her brothers and friends.
"Going to movies was the thing to do when I was in high school. Either a huge group of us would go or you'd go with a date. If it was the latter of the two, you went to make out in the back of the theatre."
Maura chuckled, "Were you one of those kids who made out in the back of the theatre, Jane?"
"Maybe once or twice," the brunette evaded the question, "I mostly went with friends. What did you do at that fancy boarding school of yours? Jane teased.
Only two more people left to go.
"We'd go to plays or ballets or what you call, "artsy fartsy" films." Maura smirked at the grinning brunette.
"Nice one, Maura." Jane bumped the doctor's shoulder with her own.
"Ah, here we are," Jane surveyed the menu before deciding for the both of them. "I'd like a big box of Sour Patch Kids along with a large Coke and extra-large bucket of popcorn with butter."
Jane knew her girlfriend well enough to know that Maura wouldn't touch the soda. "And a bottle of water for the pretty lady," Jane grinned at the doctor, who rolled her eyes at the brunette's antics.
"Do you want to make the large Coke and extra-large for another dollar?" The cashier asked with fake enthusiasm.
"Sure." Jane always fell for the upsizing deal.
"That'll be forty-two dollars, please." The cashier waited as Jane removed her wallet and handed him her debit card.
"Jane! Forty-two dollars? That's obscene!" To say Maura was shocked, would be an understatement.
The brunette wasn't phased a bit. "Yeah. That's what it costs to get food at the movies. Don't worry about it." Jane retrieved her card from the teenage cashier.
After a minute of shoveling popcorn into the bucket and filling her cup to the brim, the cashier handed Jane her order. The two women were ready to enter the theatre.
"Hold up, grab some napkins, will you?" Jane pointed at a station adjacent to the concessions counter.
Maura removed a modest number of napkins from the dispenser before returning to Jane's side.
"We're going to need more than that." Jane saw the napkins Maura had collected and scoffed.
Jane set her load of food down on the closest table, which so happened to be the stickiest, and grabbed an obscene number of napkins.
"That should be good. Tell you what, I'll wait here, so you can run to the bathroom, and then I'll go."
"Ok, Jane," Maura was growing exceedingly excited.
Once the two women had their bladders and food in order, they stood in another line to get their tickets ripped. Sure enough, one of Jane and Maura's students was the usher in charge of ripping tickets.
"Hey Ms. Rizzoli!" The gawky teenage boy greeted; then a little more cheerfully, he said to the blonde, "Hey Dr. Isles! Are you here for the movie?"
Jane resisted rolling her eyes. "Of course, I didn't know you worked here."
"Yep! For the past couple of months!" The teenager proudly announced and ripped their tickets.
The patrons behind the couple were growing impatient and began to grumble.
"It's good to see you, Mike. See you, Monday." Maura smiled and pulled Jane away.
Sighing, the brunette turned to Maura, "Ah, the joys of being seen by students in public. Thankfully, this is an R-rated movie that's been out awhile, so it's highly unlikely for us to see anyone else we know." At least Jane hoped so. She had plans.
The theatre had a sparse number of patrons in it, so the couple was in luck. "Let's sit up there. Follow me." Jane pointed to the back of the theatre with her free hand.
Jane led the doctor up the dimly lit steps to a pair of seats on the next to last row of the theatre. She chose a set that was as far from prying eyes as possible, just in case any students did show up to the movie.
The women arrived a few minutes before the previews began.
"Ok, Maura. This is the high school experience of going to the movies with a date. Be prepared for all the cheap moves I'm gonna try using on you."
The blonde laughed, "You cease to amaze me, you know that?"
"I am pretty amazing if I say so myself." Jane waggled her eyebrows at the giggling doctor.
"And humble, too." Maura smirked and placed her purse in the seat next to her.
Jane snorted. "Here, let's get our food all situated." Jane handed Maura half of the napkins they brought and pulled down the armrests on each side of them, but she kept the middle armrest up.
She winked, "It's a great place to rest the popcorn."
For good measure, Jane gave the blonde a soft kiss. "If you get scared, you can hold my hand. Now, glasses on!"
Twenty minutes in and one bucket of popcorn eaten-mostly by Jane-the brunette made her first move. Feigning a yawn and a stretch, Jane slowly rested her arm along the top of Maura's seat. It wasn't long before Jane felt a warm hand rest on her thigh. Maura was catching on quickly and she wiggled in her seat until she was close enough against Jane's side for the brunette to comfortably wrap her arm around her.
The doctor was glad she did because the next scene scared the shit out of her and nearly made her hop in the brunette's lap!
Jane couldn't help but laugh.
Another especially gory scene popped up which caused the blonde to squeal and cower in the brunette's side. After a few more minutes of this, Jane stood up and took the doctor by the hand. "C'mon, let's go."
"Where are we going, Jane?" The doctor was incredibly relieved. She knew the plot and special effects were completely implausible, but that didn't stop the movie from frightening her.
Jane whispered into the blonde's ear, "We're going to sneak into another movie!"
The doctor stopped in her tracks outside of the theatre door. "Jane! That's technically stealing!"
The brunette rolled her eyes and huffed, "Fine. If you want to buy a ticket to the movie we're sneaking into when we leave, you can. But c'mon, let's go!
Stealthily the couple ducked into the theatre at the end of the theatre. As luck would have it, a cheesy romance flick that was on its last run was playing in the theatre next door. Only five other people were in the theatre.
Jane feigned coming in late to the theatre as she escorted the two of them to the back of the much smaller theatre. No one paid them any mind.
"Perfect!" Jane whispered. "Now you won't have to worry about nightmares, AND we can make out like teenagers!"
Sure enough, that's what they did. They didn't even notice the credits were rolling until they heard the other patrons getting up from their seats.
"How was your high school movie experience, Maura?" The two women left the theatre hand in hand.
"Not bad, Jane. Granted, I may still have nightmares from the small portion of the movie we actually did see."
"Don't worry, Maura. I'll keep you safe tonight." The brunette chastely kissed the doctor, and the giggling couple left the theatre.
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Jane was wracking her brain for other experiences that she could give Maura, but she was coming up empty. The bell had just rang for the lunch, and Jane's growling stomach shook her from her thoughts. That gave her an idea.
"Give me your lunch, Maura." Jane saw the doctor crouched over the microwave she now kept in her room at the brunette's insistence.
"What? Why?" The doctor's confused expression made the brunette smirk.
"Because I'm going to put it back in the fridge." Jane removed the glass container from the doctor's hand and returned it to its previous spot in the lab refrigerator.
Wiping off the condensation from the glass container on her pants, Jane announced."Come with me, we're going to get lunch from the cafeteria."
"Oh! Okay. I've never had cafeteria food before, but I always hear less than desirable things about it. I'm sure they are grossly exaggerated." The doctor excitedly grabbed her wallet and followed Jane out of the room.
"Um, we'll see. It's really hit or miss, Maur. The food is a hell of a lot better than what we used to get, and the cafeteria workers do a really good job with what they got, but it's still cafeteria food."
The pair entered the cafeteria and were hit with a cacophony of student voices and chairs being pushed in and out. In the corner of the room, Jane saw the resource officer, Korsak, and the other principal Mrs. Anderson keeping an eye on the crowd. A long line stretched before them.
"Hold on, Maura." Jane motioned for the doctor to follow her. "Step aside, guys, teacher privilege, coming through!" The teacher flashed her teacher ID card in an official manner.
Some kids were a little put off at first, but when they saw it was Jane and Maura, they had no qualms about stepping out of the way.
"Ah, here we are. Front of the line…" Jane picked up a styrofoam tray, plastic fork, and her milk from a nearby refrigerator. She nodded at Maura to do the same.
"Styrofoam? This is so bad for the environment! Why not use hard trays like in the movies?"
"I'm not really sure, Maura. Maybe it's cheaper to buy these than replace any older ones that break, or it saves on water because they can be thrown away. Who knows?" Maura cast a wary eye at the spread of food before her.
"Pizza? That's not healthy! Also, those chicken patties look a little circumspect as well. What am I supposed to get?" The assortment of cafeteria staples overwhelmed the doctor.
"Just the chicken. It looks like it's actually meat today instead of processed and compacted chicken parts." Jane used the metal tongs to poke and examine the chicken pattie in the warming tray.
"That's disgusting, Jane. They don't really serve that do they?" The doctor's mind was reeling with thoughts of the insufficient nutrients kids got from these meals.
"I don't think so much anymore to be honest, and as I said, the ladies in here work really hard. I just have memories of the days I forgot my lunch (or Frankie lost his, and I gave him mine), and I had to get cafeteria food. They served chicken in all shapes and sizes...stars, rings, strips, and drumsticks. I don't mean drumsticks with bones in them. I'm talking about chicken formed to look like a drumstick. It was pretty gross." Jane shuddered. The Little Drummies- their official title- still haunted her high school memories. She had gotten sick after eating some that were undercooked.
Jane pointed at the tray of individually cut portions of fruit. "Now at least, the kids are fed fresh fruit," thought Maura.
After they collected their food, the women made their way towards the cash registers. Unfortunately, the only register open belonged to Mr. Stanley, the meanest man in the school.
"Well, well, Rizzoli. You eating with us today?" He punched in several buttons and the drawer popped open. "That'll be five dollars," he sneered.
"Five dollars! Since when? Last year it was three-seventy-five!"
"You got extra fruit," the man groused.
Jane turned around and saw Maura, who shrugged sheepishly. She hoped that Jane wouldn't notice the extra serving of fruit she slipped onto her tray. The doctor had intended to pay for both of their lunches, but Jane beat her too it.
The brunette grumbled, "Maura!"
"You need the additional Vitamin-C. I'm afraid you don't get enough!" the doctor huffed and folded her arms.
Stanley, unpleasant as always, interrupted, "I'm sorry to break up this lovers' quarrel, but are you finished?"
"Yeah, yeah. Here, for the both of us." Jane shoved a ten into his bony hand and received her change.
As soon as the two women were free from the kitchen, Jane's good humor returned, and she led Maura over to nearly empty table. A quiet honey blonde girl sat alone picking at her food. She reminded Jane of what Maura may have looked like as a kid.
"Hey, you care if we join you?" Jane didn't wait for a reply and scooted into the seat across from her. She indicated that Maura should sit next to her.
Maura politely laid her napkin across her lap before speaking. The little girl couldn't help but bring back memories of sitting alone at the lunch table when she was younger. "Ms. Rizzoli here is introducing me to cafeteria food for the first time."
The quiet girl smiled briefly, "I feel badly for you then."
"What's your name, kid?" Jane chuckled and flashed a bright smile at the girl.
"Melissa. I transferred from Adams High School. I've only been here a few days." The quiet girl shifted in her seat trying to relieve the numbness in her rear. Cafeteria chairs were not designed for comfort.
"Well Melissa, I am Dr. Isles, and this character is Ms. Rizzoli." Maura quirked her eyebrow at the brunette.
Jane picked at the extra tray of fruit Maura insisted she eat. "Thanks again for letting us join you. We'd sit over there with the other adults, but they're boring," The brunette winked so Melissa knew she was kidding. Maura, on the other hand, lightly smacked Jane on the shoulder, scolding her as she did.
Melissa laughed at the two's exchange, "I'm glad you did. I've sat alone the past couple of days. It's nice to talk to someone.
"Well, good because I like to talk," Jane joked.
"Nothing truer has ever been said," Maura teased as she stole a piece of Jane's fruit.
Melissa found this amusing and laughed a little more openly now.
"Have you met Mr. Stanley yet?" Jane hitched her thumb over her shoulder in the direction of the kitchen.
"Isn't he the really mean guy? I'm bringing my lunch everyday so I don't have deal with him."
The brunette snorted, "Smart thinking, kid. Funny story about Mr. Stanley. He actually was a lot meaner years ago when I came here. It was so bad that most of us refused to buy lunch because we didn't feel like dealing with him. When asked we'd say we rather starve than eat his food."
"Isn't that a little overdramatic, Ms. Rizzoli?" Melissa asked and received an approving nod from the doctor.
Knowing the two were ganging up on her, Jane turned to Maura, "Hey! You weren't there!"
Both the teenager and doctor snorted in disbelief.
"Well, do you remember the skeleton that's in your classroom? The one with Stanley scrawled on its forehead?
"Yes…" Maura wondered who the Stanley person was and meant to clean off the name, but her students adamantly refused when she made mention of it.
Jane took a sip of her chocolate milk before she proudly admitted, "I wrote that."
"You didn't! Jane, that's defacing school property!" Maura was appalled by her girlfriend's "criminal" past.
"Yeah, I would have been in so much trouble, but Korsak found it too funny. Besides, after that stunt, the food and service improved significantly in the cafeteria. It got the message across."
Maura couldn't help it. Jane was too endearing, so she joined in the laughter Melissa and Jane were already sharing.
The trio at the table were laughing so hard that they drew the attention of the other tables. When the kids saw their favorite two teachers were eating in the cafeteria, they rushed over to join them. The kids tried to be cool and come up with a reason for talking to Jane and Maura since they didn't want their friends to think they were lame for sitting with their teachers. Jane knew this would happen, so she used it to her advantage to help Melissa make friends.
"Hey guys, Dr. Isles, Melissa, and I were sharing stories about Mr. Stanley from when I went here."
"He's been working since you came here? Geez, he must be old." A tall African American boy teased.
"Hardy harr harr, Xavier." The brunette narrowed her eyes at the teenager. This only made him laugh harder.
Maria had joined the group as well and smacked Xavier, "Here you, go Ms. Rizzoli." The girl grinned at the doctor and coach.
"Hey! What was that for?" Xavier rubbed his bicep.
"I know, Ms. Rizzoli can do that herself, so I thought I'd help her out." Maura remarked to her grumbling friend, who broke into laughter again after his friend's explanation.
Smiling at the kids' antics, Maura addressed Maria, "Did you have a question, Maria?"
"Oh, yeah! We wanted to check what time the study sessions began today."
Maria glanced at the quiet girl sitting across from the doctor. "Hi! I haven't met you before."
The shy Melissa blushed when Maria addressed her. "I'm new. I just transferred from Adams."
"Eww! Adams? I'm sure glad we got you out of there before it was too late!" Maria teased and extended her hand, "I'm Maria, and this is Xavier."
"It's really nice to meet you, two." Melissa's shell opened a little wider.
Jane and Maura watched the exchange and were pleased to see that Jane's plan was already working. The two girls were happily chatting and (dare they say?) flirting.
Poor Xavier had been boxed out of the conversation unintentionally, but he was fine with it. He was already talking to another boy who had joined them at the table.
Maura's heart swelled in size; Melissa reminded her of herself at that age. Jane was right. High school Jane would have definitely noticed her.
Jane drew Maura's attention to the time, "Hey, we've got five minutes. Let's get out of here."
In order to get the kids' attention, Jane and Maura loudly stood up from the table.
"Bye, guys!" Maura and Jane said in unison before dumping their trays in the trash.
A chorus of goodbyes rang back at them.
"You know, Jane. Maria and Melissa remind me of ourselves." Maura and Jane had returned to the doctor's classroom. They only had a few precious moments left before lunch let out.
"How you figure that, Maur?" Jane shoved her hands in her pockets waiting for the doctor's explanation.
Before Maura could explain, a piercing crash thundered in the hall.
"Oh, shit." Jane darted from the room into the hall where two boys were slamming each other into the lockers and swinging heavy blows at one another.
"Maura call the front office!" Jane shouted. Without a second thought, she jumped in between the two boys.
The doctor ran back into her room to hit the red panic button. It immediately alerted the front office of an emergency.
To the brunette's relief, one of the male teachers in a nearby classroom had heard the ruckus and went out in the hall to investigate. He quickly grabbed the boy, who was getting pummeled, and attempted to pull him out of sight of the other student. In the process, a ill-placed blow collided with Jane's mouth, filling it with blood. The force of the punch snapped her head back against the locker.
Maura and the other teachers were trying their best to keep students from crowding around the fight, but they were quickly losing the battle until the resource officer and other principals came sprinting into the fray.
The sudden arrival of backup gave Jane the impetus she needed to restrain the young man who was still lunging at the other young man.
"Get your hands off me, dyke!" The angry boy shouted at Jane hoping to distract her, so he could attack the other boy. The brunette refused to be baited and in a herculean effort pinned him against the locker.
"Stay still!" Moments like these made Jane grateful for her experience in law enforcement.
The excitement of the crowd died down once the boys were restrained, which allowed administration to step in and take over.
Korsak saw the blood staining the front of Jane's blouse and immediately flew into protective mode. "Janie, you ok?" Concern filled the older man's eyes as he searched hers.
"Huh?" Jane looked down at her chest a little confused, but then the throbbing in her mouth and the back of her head reminded her of the painful punch she suffered only moments before.
Maura dashed over to the brunette, "Jane! Are you ok?" The sight of the brunette covered in blood sent Maura into a near panic. This wasn't a bloody nose from playing basketball with Frankie. No, Jane was bleeding because a student punched her.
Jane wiped the blood dripping from her chin as she answered the blonde, "Yeah, I'm good."
Maura wasn't buying it for a minute. "Come with me! I want to check you out myself." The doctor dragged the brunette by the hand back into her classroom.
Maria and few other students returned from lunch and were alarmed by the sight of Jane covered in blood. They had apparently missed the fight.
The doctor automatically slipped into professional mode. "Maria, would you please get on my phone and ask Mr. Frost to get someone to cover Jane's class while I tend to her injury?"
"Of course!" Maria darted over to the classroom phone and scanned the directory on the wall for Frost's number.
"Xavier, do you see those paper towels on my station? Can you wet a couple of them and bring them here? Oh, and get a couple of alcohol swabs and a pair of latex gloves, too?"
The young man nodded and fetched the towels, swabs, and gloves for the doctor.
That taken care of, Maura focused her attention on the brunette. Maura asked in a whisper that only Jane could hear, "Are you okay, baby?"
Jane pulled her lips into a crooked, albeit painful, smile. "Yeah, it just stings. I don't think any teeth are loose. Is my lip cut?" Jane ran her tongue over her bottom lip and hissed when it came into contact with the cut there.
"I think you just answered your own question, baby." Maura smiled sadly. "We need to go to the hospital to get a stitch or two. I also want to keep an eye out in case you have a concussion from hitting your head."
Maura bit her bottom lip in concern. "Maria, will you call the front office and tell them that Ms. Rizzoli and I need someone to cover our classes. I have a feeling that they'll understand why."
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The two women were on the way home from the hospital. Thankfully, Jane didn't have a concussion, but her lip required two stitches.
"I swear Maur'. First it's my nose, then it's my ankle, and now this? This has been a rough year for my body." Jane shifted in her seat in an effort to get more comfortable; Maura's Prius was too damn small for her long legs.
"Don't forget your calf cramp the other day," Maura added.
"Oh yeah. That, too," Jane grumbled. "I'm glad we only have one full week left before spring break. The kids are going bonkers." Jane pointed at her lip. "Case in point."
"My poor baby," Maura teased and playfully squeezed the brunette's knee.
Jane grumbled unintelligibly, which caused Maura to giggle.
"So, Maura. When is your mom coming into town?" Jane knew exactly when Constance was arriving. The two women had been in contact and wanted to surprise the doctor.
Maura tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear before answering, "The last four days of break." The doctor grinned broadly; she still couldn't believe that her mother was going to spend so much time with her.
"That's wonderful, Maur. It'll be nice to see her again." Little did Maura know that Jane had arranged it for Constance to spend the entire week with blonde. The artist planned a small mother-daughter getaway for the two of them in upstate New York for a couple of days. Spas and art galleries were in Maura's future, and Jane couldn't be happier for her.
Jane and Frankie, on the other hand, planned a brief trip down to Florida to see Tommy. The brother and sister had never been down to Florida to see their brother before, so they figured this was as good a time as any. The three siblings intended to use this time to create a plan for bringing Tommy back to Boston permanently. Frankie and Jane hadn't mentioned the trip to Maura yet because that would ruin the surprise of Constance taking her away on their mother-daughter getaway. They just hoped that they'd avoid seeing Frank Sr. while they were down there.
Jane broke the comfortable silence of the car ride.
"What's going on in the big ol' brain of yours?" Jane gently rested her hand on the blonde's knee.
Maura sighed dramatically, "To be honest, Jane, you know what bothers me most about today?"
Jane sat up a little straighter in her seat, "What? My beautiful face being bloodied and bruised?"
"No." Maura said simply.
Even though Jane was joking about her face, she was a little miffed it wasn't the reason.
"Then what?" Jane narrowed her eyes at the blonde doctor.
"Your blouse I bought you is ruined! I only got to see you in it once!" Maura pouted. She honestly pouted.
Jane laughed, "You're kidding, right?"
Maura's silence answered her question.
"For what it's worth, I really liked it." Jane reassured the doctor. It really was a nice shirt after all.
"You mean it? If so, we can get you another one like it this week…" Maura's mind was already considering what stores they would visit.
Jane groaned loudly.
The doctor's lips pulled into a sly grin, "After we go to the Red Sox game this Sunday."
"I need to ruin my blouses more often…" Jane smirked, eliciting an eyeroll from her beautiful girlfriend.