Hello there! Sorry for the long wait guys, but I was at a party two days ago, and I drank a bit, and I didn't want to write and post anything crazy, so I didn't write anything, and yesterday, well I was just lazy. Anyways, here is the chapter you were all waiting for! I hope you'll like it!

Dr. Ramsey's office was entirely redecorated with a beautiful, artistic taste. The walls were painted by a beige color, masking their hideous, previously blue one. African masks and paintings from all around the world were hung up, and Jane wondered how Maura managed to do that in only two hours.

She then looked at the center of the room, where the medical examiner was smiling softly at her, in all of her glorious beauty.

"I take it you like my office?"

"I do, it's- wow. How did you manage to do all that?!" Jane gestured to the walls around her, and the soft, plush beanbag in the corner of the room.

There also were two sofas and huge shelves, with dozens of books stacked neatly by alphabetical order.

"I have some connections." Maura said, and Jane looked at her, unconvinced. "In other words, I threw Doctor Ramsey out to have time to redecorate and correct the awful taste mistakes he made."

"I didn't know you could do 'taste mistakes'." Jane smirked at her, and the doctor huffed.

"Well, he could. Anyways, what can I do for you, detective?"

"Oh, right." Jane almost facepalmed. "We have a case. Would you like to come on the scene or just send your team over?"

"I would like to analyze it all personally, if you don't mind."

Jane nodded, and gallantly opened the door for the doctor to get out, and got a brilliant smile as a thank you that made her day.

They got to the scene, and were surprised to see helicopters, and people in bungee jumping attire.

"What the…" Jane muttered, and looked at Maura, who seemed equally confused.

Korsak approached them, his face grim.

"Bus fell off the edge and tumbled down into the river. There is no apparent way to get down there, other than helicopters and ropes."

Jane swallowed. She hated heights. She turned over to look at the doctor worriedly, but found her already getting herself attached by the waist to a rope.

"What the hell are you doing?!" She approached the younger woman, who was being given security advice on how to handle herself if the rope snapped.

"I'm going to inspect my victims." Maura answered, as if it were obvious.

"By going down there?!" Jane seemed mortified.

"I have done much worse before. Gone into contaminated areas, underwater autopsies in the ocean…" Maura took her medical bag and made her way to the edge. "Now if you'll excuse me…" And without letting Jane get a word in, she jumped.

"Holy-" Jane almost screamed and ran toward the edge, preparing herself mentally to see the doctor bent into awkward angles, bleeding down in the ravine. Instead, the young woman was using the cliff as a support to make her way down slowly. It seemed like she has done it before.

"I'm not going down there." She heard Frost mumble behind her.

"Me neither…"

After long hours of searching and digging up bodies which someway found themselves five feet under the bus, everything was brought back to the lab, for further analysis. Maura was cautiously directing everything, not to leave a single clue behind.

She was doing an autopsy on the youngest body she found –a mere five years old– when the doors opened.

She didn't have time to turn around before somebody took a hold of her and put their hands in front of her eyes. She started to panic, and to kick back at the intruder, but quickly calmed down as she heard, "guess who?"

She immediately smiled, recognizing his voice. She can recognize it anywhere.

"Charlie!" She screamed in excitement, and immediately turned around to hug him. He laughed and hugged her back, before releasing her and steadying her at arm length. He took a good, long look at her, before he sighed lovingly.

"Look at you… You have changed so much."

She smiled cheekily before doing the same to him.

"You cut your hair." She noticed. "It is much better than before."

"I know, right? I mean, how did you let me wear it in a ponytail, for god's sake?!"

"Like you listened to me!" She looked at him with indignation, before bursting out in laughter when she saw him pout.

"Well, whatcha doing?"

"Autopsies. This one is only five. Can you believe it?" She sighed sadly, slowly caressing the young girl's hair.

"Gone way too soon. Poor little thing." Charlie nodded, his eyes sad. "I learned about the case on TV. Are you ruling it accidental?"

"I am waiting for the driver's tox screen and a report on the full investigation of the bus to come back. It will take at least two hours." He nodded, then brightened at the prospect of having her for himself for two hours.

"So you're free?"

"Well, yes." She laughed when he raised a closed fist in the air, a childlike excitement on his face. "Coffee at the cafe?"

"I was thinking more ice cream, but sure." He smiled, and offered her his arm.

She took off her gloves and gladly took it, directing them to her office to change her clothes, before they headed towards the cafe.

Angela was serving her customers as usual –meaning, with sarcastic comments and curses muttered under her breath– when she saw her new favorite client enter the cafe with a man.

She took her time to study them, as they sat on the table near the back, not ready to order yet.

She saw Maura's hazel –or was it green?– eyes lighten up every time the young man laughed. She saw her beautiful honey-blond hair go left and right with every shake of her head at his silliness. She seemed to be having the time of her life, and so was the gentleman.

His blue eyes were looking at her lovingly, his hand often finding its way through his raven black hair. His chiseled jaw and classy features reminded her of one of those princes in the movies.

She was still looking at them when she heard someone clear their throat. "You've always told me it is rude to stare, Ma." She turned around to see her daughter, Jane, looking at her smugly. She slapped her on the arm.

"Do not talk to me like that young lady."

Jane raised her hands in the air in mock surrender, before looking at what her mother seemed to find so interesting.

"Worried about her? You've only known her for like, five minutes."

"It only took this much to conceive you." Angela crossed her arms, satisfied when she saw her daughter's look of disgust.

"EW, MA!"

The whole cafe turned to stare at them. "What are you looking at?!" Jane screamed, and they all scrambled back to their business, except Maura and the man sitting with her, who were both laughing at them openly.

The young couple approached them, and Jane felt uncomfortably nervous around the young man Maura seemed so attached to.

"Jane! Hi! And hello to you too, Angela." Maura smiled her magical dimpled smile at the women, and they both melted on the inside.

"Hello sweetie, what can I do for ya?"

"We would like some ice cream pancakes if that's possible." Charlie answered politely, Maura emphasizing his sentence with a nod of her head.

"Nothing is impossible for my little Maur!" The older woman smiled before she ran back to the kitchen to get them their order.

"Well, charming everybody on your first day, I see!" Charlie laughed, and side-hugged Maura with one arm.

She laughed, and looked up at him. "Did you have any doubts?" He chuckled. "Well, Charlie, this is Detective Jane Rizzoli. She's…"

Seeing that the doctor was at loss of words, Jane cleared her throat.

"Her friend. I'm Maura's friend. And you are?"

"I'm Dr. Charles Hoyt. Pleased to meet you, Detective Rizzoli."

Dun dun dun! I hope you like those mini cliffhangers at the end of every chapter! ;)

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