Newspaper Clippings: Drinks
A Rizzoli & Isles drabble by Gigi
A/N: Holy Rizzoli, I got seven reviews for one drabble. Goodness gracious, thanks everybody!
The Dirty Robber was busy after work, as always, but a blonde sitting at the bar was all the cue Jane needed to make her way to the stool next to hers. Her heart almost fluttered with the excitement of getting her best friend back. She knew she'd missed her terribly, but knowing it was going to be over in just a few minutes made her almost giddy.
"Hey," she greeted with a smile, placing a hand on Maura's back to announce her presence.
"Hi," Maura responded in surprise. "I didn't think you were coming."
"I'm sorry, I got held up in the case. Korsak brought in a witness at the last minute, and we had to question him," Jane apologized, taking a seat on the stool next to Maura. Their knees bumped into each other every so often.
"Ah." Maura took a long swig from her drink before turning toward the detective. "So what did you want to talk to me about?"
Jane did a double-take from ordering her beer, confusion making her forehead wrinkle. "What do you mean? I thought you wanted to tell me why you've been so weird lately."
"What? No, I'm not ready to talk about that yet." A panicked look flashed across Maura's face as much as it reflected in her voice.
That fluttering feeling was gone. "What the hell was with the coffee and the card then, Maura?"
"What coffee? And you wrote me a card!"
Jane stopped herself before she snapped and took a deep breath, which did absolutely nothing to calm her down. She drew the card out from her jacket pocket, raising her eyebrows and crossing her arms across her chest. Maura did almost the exact same thing with a card she pulled from her purse. Suddenly, it clicked for Jane. "Ugh, of course, my mother decided to get involved." The giddiness had melted away to be replaced by so much disappointment she thought she was going to vomit. Quickly, she picked up the card and shoved it back in her pocket. "Well, if you ever decide to let me back into your life, you know where to find me." She was afraid the end of that sentence sounded a little strangled, but she just needed to get out of there.
"Jane," Maura tried to call after her to no avail. She was already out the door.
A/N: And you thought I was done with the drama, hahahaha. Sorry, but I hope you'll still review!