"Alright, Jane, now-" Doyle handed her a gun. "Do you know what this is?"

"A gun?" Jane asked meekly.

"No. This is your best friend-" Patty stood next to her. "Or your worst enemy."

"Why would it be my worst enemy?"

"It depends on who it's pointed at."

The thirteen year old became a master gunman. She favored a simple pistol, much like the one she was going to use for her future career. Patty was training Jane to become a detective. He needed someone young, trained, vibrant to protect his mob outside of his connections. Jane was a perfect person for the job. She never missed her target, and lied well.

Jane was quickly sixteen. Doyle had her enrolled as a BPD Cadet where she would be trained in the simple matters such as traffic, ride alongs, and she would start to learn the codes. Having this under her belt would make her easily accepted into an academy. Patty knew this. Jane flew through the courses with ease, she was eager to learn more. When she graduated high school, she was accepted immediately. The academy was no test for her and she became a cop. Doyle was proud and prepared her for the next step. Jane Rizzoli was the first woman, and the fastest person to be promoted to the rank of detective. Little did they know that it was all thanks to Patty Doyle.

:_:

The day went well. Maura and Jane went through their simple routine and talked a while about Doyle. As usual, brown eyes lit up at the thought of him. Maura started to wonder if everything she knew was a lie. These people weren't all monsters. She watched the taller woman smile; her heart melted. She knew it could not actually melt, but if it could, it would. This woman was so amazingly wonderful in all the right ways. Jane was protective, caring, kind, sweet, and Maura wondered if she was romantic as well. Of course she was. She remembered the soft caress of a warm hand on her face, the closeness they had shared. She found herself missing that closeness.

Jane too also thought of Maura. She began to think that she would have no chance. The blonde was so beautiful that it was also intimidating. Not to mention that she was also a guard, and that the brunette was a murderer. How could she ever fall for someone like her? What luck that would be. Jane could only hold onto the hope that one day she could be free, and that one day she could make Maura hers.

:_:

"Jane?" Maura whispered in the night. It was 10 PM, dark hour.

"Mnhm?" Jane mumbled, waking up.

Maura was beside her on the cot. She smiled, "Hey, Rizzoli."

"Princess?" She rubbed her brown eyes, fully awake now.

"Jane, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, Maur, ask away." The nickname was simple, much better than Princess.

"Why did you-" Hazel clashed with dark eyes. "Why did you hit her with a shovel?"

Jane laughed loudly. "You really wanna know?"

"Yes." The reply was fast.

"She uh, she was talkin' about you. Said you were a whore and gonna make you her bitch."

"But why did you do it?" Maura scooted a little closer, slowly, to a nervous Jane Rizzoli.

"Because well I uhm-" She took a deep breath. "I like you, a lot."

Maura looked down. "I-..."

Jane pulled the woman close to her so quickly, that she didn't give time for Maura to back away. Their lips met in a heated kiss. Both woman had wanted this for days. Maura's hands found their way to Jane's wild curls, gripping and tugging. Long toned arms snaked around Maura's waist before laying the woman down. Jane was now straddling the blonde below her. The split separation of their lips was painful, and Maura pulled Jane back down. Tongues clashed together for the first time, both moaned softly at the taste. They were getting drunk just by kissing. It was the best kind of wasted a person could get, the best high one could experience. Jane unconsciously put a knee between Maura's legs and began to rock back and fourth, still kissing the woman below. The blonde grinded back on it unaware, and too lost in the amazing feeling. She made her way trailing kisses on Jane's neck, nipping and sucking lightly; careful not to leave any evidence of their secret affairs. It wasn't until she moaned loudly that she realized what was going on. Maura moved a leg away from Jane's knee, but did not stop kissing her. Lips met again until Jane pulled away.

"Wow." She panted heavily, staring at gold splashed green eyes.

Maura nodded and bit her bottom lip. "Wow."

"That was the best first kiss I've ever had." Jane breathed.

"That was the best kiss I've ever had in general." She giggled lightly. Oh how Jane loved the sound.

"Stay with me until you have to leave."

"What? Jane I-"

"Please." The brunette had never begged for anything in her life before.

"I will stay."

Jane leaned down and captured Maura's lips. The kiss was short, and sweet. Maura moaned softly. The brunette kept close, her forehead resting on Maura's. They shared a smile and started giggling. But Jane suddenly became serious. She gazed deeply into soft eyes, her hand on a blushed cheek. She did not smile, or show any emotion what-so-ever.

"Hey Maur..." Jane spoke softly.

"Hmm?" Her eyes closed, soaking in the feeling of Jane's closeness.

"Do ya think we could ever be together?"

"I don't know, Jane. You haven't had trial yet."

She nodded. "But if I could walk out, if I had bail, would you be with me?"

Maura took Jane's hand and pressed it firmly on her chest. "In a heart beat."

The taller woman gently laid down next to the blonde. As opposite as they were, they fit together perfectly. Like yin and yang, fire and ice; they could be so destructive to each other, but work so well. Jane could truly see herself with this woman for a long time. She would even consider marrying her, and Jane was not a marriage type. Maura, however, had to be a little more careful. She could get into a lot of trouble. She could lose everything. Yet, it seemed that she would be willing to take that risk. She had already kissed a criminal. Maura saw that her shift was nearing an end. She turned to Jane. "I have to go." The woman let out a small whimper. Maura smiled softly at the sound. "I will be back when you wake." With that, she leaned in for a quick kiss. Of course with Jane, it was never a quick kiss. Her fingers found themselves back in dark hair, pulling like it was air she needed to breathe. Jane had their legs intertwined in an instant, her hands on Maura's ass. She pressed them together. Jane's tongue lightly dragged across Maura's bottom lip, awaiting access that was quickly approved. The kiss lasted a whole six minutes. They broke away in a gasp. Jane used every ounce of control to give Maura a peck.

"Goodnight, Maura." She spoke softly, running her thumb across a smooth jaw line.

"Goodnight, Jane." Maura sat up, ducking out from the bunk. The cell locked quietly, and the blonde guard slipped away into the darkness.

:_:

"Yes!" Jane cheered to herself, feeling successful. She gazed up at the ceiling. "Maura, I love you so much." Her words came out without thinking, almost at a whisper. Talking to herself gave her a sense of comfort. "You're so beautiful. I wish we could be together like a normal couple. Hell, I know I ain't good for you, or good enough, but I promise that I could give you everything you need. Some day, maybe I will." She turned to her side, pulled the thin blanket over herself and slowly began to drift off.

Maura smiled. "I love you too, Jane." She whispered quietly and headed home. She had a grin the whole way to her house. Upon her arrival, even Bass knew something had happened. Maura was walking with an extra bounce in her step. She hadn't been this happy in a long time. She also had never been so scared.