"Maura! I know you are not really used to the rules in friendships, but even you must know, that the one friend is supposed to be happy for the other friend when the other friend finally gets the chance to start a relationship with the man of her dreams!"
"Jane, my inexperience has nothing to do with the topic of our disagreement. In fact I believe, that my impartially might be the reason for how I'm acting!"
"Or, the way you act is the reason for your lack of experiences. Maybe that's the reason why you have no friends, why you can't find a man for anything else than sex. maybe that's why your parent..."
"Stop it Jane!" Angela Rizzoli interrupted while Jane and Maura glared at each other. She, Frankie and Detective Korsak had followed the argument between the two friends for nearly 20 minutes, turning their heads as if they were watching a tennis match. What had been planned to be a nice dinner with the (extended) family was right now leading to the worst fight Jane rizzoli and Maura Isles ever had.
"Ma, stay out of this!" Jane said without turning her gaze from Maura. "This is something between me and her!"
"Well, since we all have been forced to listen, this is not just between you two. Not to mention, that your bad manners recoil on me, since I am the one who raised you!"
The female detective looked at her mother dumbfounded: "My bad manners? Really? I can't believed it. She is the one who ... she ... You know what? Just leave. I really want to talk this through with Maura and I don't need you sitting on the side line commenting." Jane looked back at the medical examiner.
Dr Maura Isles stood in her living room. She as well as Jane had raised from the dining table sometime in the fight. The usual confident doctor looked vulnerable, or already hurt, somehow too small for the room. Her eyes were watery. "I thought we are friends, Jane".
For the split of a second Jane's rage was displaced by the urgent need to pull her friend into her arms and tell her that she was sorry and that they were good. But anger got the upper hand again: "Oh come on Maura! Now you try the crying thing on me? Really? Out of arguments, he?"
Maura's expression changed. With still watery eyes but a frozen face she excused herself to the others, who were still sitting around the table and left her own house.
"Now, that's a way to act like a grown-up, Maura!" Jane yelled at the already closed door.
For a short moment the scene froze, nobody moved or spoke. Frankie was the first who came back to live. He jumped up and ran after the medical examiner. "Maura, wait!"
At leased one of my children know how to behave! Angela thought while glancing at Detective Korsak. The older man slowly folded is napkin and placed it neatly on the table. Likewise slowly he rose from his chair and looked at Jane. He furrowed his brow as if he was debating something in his head. "Oh come on, Korsak, you know...". One raised finger and a killing glance from the older Detective were enough to stop Jane. "You, Jane, are acting like an asshole". With this said, he left as well.
Jane stood and stared at the front door, unable to process what had happened.
"Ma" she turned to look at her mother, somehow hoping to find reassurance. What she found was her mother sitting at the well-laid table shaking her head. "Ma..." she tried again. Her mother sighed, emptied her glass of whine and said: "Help me cleaning up."