August 29, 2012

8:17 a.m.

Farmhouse

Outside of Boston


"Jane!" Maura ran to Jane's side. She was being carried out of the military truck by Frost and a woman that resemble a lot like Jane. She wasn't as tall or as graceful like Jane and her features resembled that of a Hispanic woman but the body was well-built and it looked like she had toned muscles and the way she carried herself, almost like Jane.

Anyhow, Maura was too focused and worried over Jane that questions of whom this woman was and why was she carrying a wounded Jane into the house would have to wait. Maura was now fighting over all of her emotions. She was beyond pissed. Jane had promise to come back in one piece not in a drugged state and carried by her partner and some random woman.

"Barold, what the fuck happened?" Maura asked. She never curses but seeing Jane hurt puts her on edge and brings the more un-lady like side of her. Jane would always tease her about that.

Frost knew the doctor was angry. She never uses his full name otherwise. While carrying Jane to the larger sofa on the living room and laying her, with the help of Ashley, on it he answered truthfully.

"She fell when we were running from some kind of dog zombies." Frost said looking down at his feet. He felt guilty for not taking care of his partner like he should've, for not having her back. He moved out of the way to let Maura examine her. Who was ignoring him and was fully focused on his partner. He looked down at his feet again and added with a guilty tone: "I am sorry Maura; I should've taken better care of her."

Maura, who have been entirely focused on Jane, snapped back to reality when she heard Frost's guilty tone.

"No, I should be the one apologizing Barold. You brought her back alive and in one piece." That caught Frost's attention and he looked over where Maura was sitting beside Jane. Surely she had a broken leg. Maura sensing his confusion, explained: "She just twisted her ankle and her ligaments turned. It causes a great deal of pain and it looks like is broken but is not. It's just sprained Barry and she's fine." Maura was practically beaming at him. "We'll just have to wait for the medicine you gave her to wear off. May I ask when and what kind you gave her?" Maura asked noticing movement from the living room door frame but ignoring it.

Frost looked from the Doctor to Williams like it was a tennis game. He didn't give Jane anything and seeing where this was going he thought, oh shit!

"I, Doctor, gave her some painkillers. She was yelling and cursing so I gave her the first bottle of painkillers I found on the bag they brought from the hospital and the time I think was this morning maybe 2 or 3 a.m." Ashley answered while approaching Maura. She extended her hand and introduced herself since Frost apparently lost his tongue and was looking at them with worried eyes. "Colonel Ashley Williams, at your service Ma'am."

Maura was angry again. Who does this woman think she is? Giving Jane some random painkillers without even bothering to check if they were the ones Jane needed. She shouldn't have been administrating medicine without knowledge. Although in the back of her mind she knew she was being silly she just was frustrated now with everything happening like this and well she wasn't in the mood for pleasantries, she wanted to take care of Jane now. But being the well-mannered and educated woman she was she shacked the soldiers hand and with a cold and very professional voice said: "Doctor Maura Isles, former Chief Medical Examiner of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts. I don't know if you know but she" Maura pointed her index finger at the now hallucinating Jane: "is my fiancé and if you didn't know what kind of medicine you were giving her you shouldn't have done anything. Thank you though for bringing her to me, now if you'll excuse me I have a fiancé to take care of. "Maura turned her back and joined Angela on the sofa. She was too worried to notice the word exchange with her daughter in law and the stranger.

Ashley stood there, looking very angry. The air in the room was starting feel very awkward and Frost decided to lead Ashley to the kitchen to clear everyone's mind and give the Rizzoli-Isles family some privacy. He turned and faced the Marine.

"I am sorry if Doctor Isles seemed cold but please I ask you to understand that this woman may have been on a very emotional state before we arrived. You see we were supposed to be back sooner so I am guessing she's been stressed as hell. She's not usually like that. I apologize for not stepping to defend you but messing with a pissed Doctor Isles would get me in trouble with a very pissed Rizzoli. Please I ask you to understand." Frost said never shifting his gaze from the Marine.

Ashley chuckled a little. Of course her behavior must have look like she was pissed at the doctor but on the contrary. She was pissed at herself. She should have been careful when she administrated the medicine. She knew she be mad at someone if they did the same with her wife. She ignored the pain she felt in that moment and answered to Frost.

"Sorry, Frost, I am not mad at Doctor Isles, nor am I mad at you, I am more mad at myself." Ashley added not wanting to remember how much the Doctor reminded her of her lost wife.

"Why would that be, sweetheart?" Asked a voice she wasn't expecting to hear. Both she and the Detective failed to notice the arrival of Angela Rizzoli to the kitchen. They thought she was with her daughter at her side. Ashley was in awe for a moment, this woman looked a lot like Jane, or the other way around.

Angela left Maura and Jane alone, she knew her daughter was in good hands and she was drugged so it wasn't like she could talk to her daughter and ask about Tommy, who she had the feeling wasn't with them anymore. She should be sad and should be crying for not seeing Tommy arrived with the group but even before Jane left to look for him she knew he wasn't coming. Right now the ones that matter were the ones here and she would be strong for them, for Jane. Later there would be time for mourning and crying.

"I am sorry; you must be Detective Rizzoli's mother. My name is Ashley Williams, pleasure to meet you Ma'am." Ashley extended her hand for the second time that morning.

Angela ignored the hand and went straight for a hug. "The pleasure is mine, sweetheart, you brought back my children sound and safe and I am grateful for that." The Colonel was a bit shocked first but tried to return the hugged as warmly as the woman who was hugging her.

At the mention of "my children" Frost couldn't explain the relief he felt and the warmth it gave in his heart. He thought he was alone and those two words made him feel part of the family.

"Now, while I prepare some breakfast you'll explain to me why you are mad and how you came across my children? Angela offered but it was more of a question. She was afraid she'd be stepping the lines of boundaries here.


Meanwhile…
In the living room.

Jane was still drugged but the medicine was starting to wear off. She was between reality and dream land. She was trying very hard to stay with the goddess sitting with her in the sofa who was rubbing her hands and giving her little pecks all over her face. It felt like heaven. The only thing wrong here was that this beautiful woman was looking at her with worried, hazel, eyes and she didn't want that. She wanted to see them happy.

Maura was feeling all sort of things while looking at her favorite Detective. She was mad. How could that woman be so careless with her Jane? Stop it Maura you are being irrational here. She was pissed. How could Jane be so careless? Stop it; be grateful, she's back! She was relieved. Jane was, finally back with her. Now you are being rational? So much for a genius, huh? She was tired. All the stress from the past days was starting to get hold of her. Shut up! You need to take care of Jane! But most of all she was happy, because Jane was alive, safe and with her. Ughhh, I am losing it. In this train of thoughts she was interrupted by the very same subject of them.

"You know" Jane said in a voice that was a mix of drunk and sleepy, Maura looked down at her fiancé. "You look a lot like my wife." Maura couldn't help the smile that form in her lips. Jane was hallucinating but it was about them and in that hallucination she was Jane's wife so she couldn't bring herself to correct her.

"Really?" Maura encouraged Jane to keep going, anything to keep her here with her. Anything to hear that voice. She missed that low, raspy, sexy and sensual voice of Jane.

"Yes. She's gorgeous, super smart and funny. I call her Doctor Smarty-pants; did you know she's a doctor? Well she's a different doctor. She's a pathologist." Maura smiled again. I can't believe she thinks I am funny, Maura thought. "She thinks I don't listen to her and that she bores me when she talks all Google and state facts but I do, I love to hear her, I love to see those eyes full of joy when she talks about the history of bubble gum and stuff like that, I actually listen to her." Maura was surprised now.

"You do?" She couldn't hide the bewilderment in the question even if she tried.

"Well, yeah, most of the time but is hard to keep track with her when she uses weird vocabulary. I remember though." Jane kept rambling like a drunken old man. "Like one time at a ceremony I was being awarded with a medal, she said to me: You know, sex releases Immunoglobulin A and boosts up the immune system." Jane tried but failed to imitate Maura's sultry voice. "At that moment we were best friend but I swear she said that for me to take the clue that she wanted me."

Maura chuckled at the memory. Like always Jane was right on the mark when it came to Maura's innuendos. She watched as Jane's face relaxed and fell asleep only to last a few minutes before she lazily opened her eyes again. "Maur?" Jane asked. She sounded more like herself now.

"Yes, love?" Maura asked worried Jane was in pain.

"Lay with me, I need you" Jane said while grabbing Maura with her weak arms by the waist and pulling her down with her in the sofa. Maura wasn't going to deny her detective anything so she let the detective pull her closer and laid her head in her chest.

It was moments like this, when they fit perfectly together that Maura felt amazed by how perfect they were made for each other. How they completed each other in everything.

Before giving in to the land of dreams, Maura, wished for this nightmare to be over soon and Jane and her would get married and grow old. That was Maura's last train of thought of the M.E. before taking a much needed nap in the warm embrace of her beloved detective.


A/N: Hello guys! I know I know...it's been months and i know i should've post sooner but you see...i had a little bit of trouble in my personal life and in college so well...to put it in simple words...my writing was shit! But I am back and that is what matters! Love you all for your patience and here it is...tell me if you liked it, suggestions for next chapters are accepted, review please i love reviews even if they are a few words!

Have a nice day!

-M