At eight o'clock, Jane came in with a hickey on her shoulder and a smile on her face as she stepped off the elevator and headed into the bullpen. They hadn't meant to have sex in Maura's office when she dropped her lover off at work but the truth was that neither could help it. It was just like that first night, only hotter.
She knew that Maura liked sex, had known it for years and Jane's experiences had never qualified as desire but in her defense, she hadn't been pursuing what she really wanted. And Maura wasn't just something she desired, she craved her. She loved Maura, and the way Maura's hands felt against her body and she was giddy as a teenager.
The part she hadn't expected was her fiancé's voracious appetite for her. Maura seemed to have just as much trouble containing herself as Jane did. She had asked her soon-to-be bride about it and Maura had seductively draped herself over Jane and whispered huskily that she had never been so addicted to someone before.
Jane had grinned and said that anytime she needed a fix. Maura was certainly Jane's addiction and instead of waning over the last seven months it had only intensified. She smiled at the memory of Maura's breath catching as Jane nibbled on that very special part of her lover's neck. It was like pushing the igniter on a blast furnace and oh boy was there an explosion.
She walked across the bull pen, plopped in her chair and sighed.
Kate looked up and stared, "How old are you?"
She looked at her partner with a bemused expression, "Too old to feel like this but, wow, what a feeling."
Kate grinned and shook her head as she turned back to the file on her desk. "Like a couple of teenagers."
Jane eyed her mischievously, "Jealous?"
"Nope" she said without looking up, "We did it in the filing room this morning. I'm just better at hiding it."
She smirked, "I've been hiding it for twenty two years. I'm not bothering anymore."
"At least the love bruise is hidden," She said as she looked up.
Jane instinctively touched her shoulder, her face slid into a frown. "Can you see it?"
She smiled "No."
"Then how did you..?"
She shook her head and smiled again, "I didn't until you told on yourself."
"Oh that is so…" Jane laughed and met her partner's eyes, "You're good. You are really good."
She laughed, "That's why I'm the sergeant." Her face fell as she looked over Jane's shoulder.
She looked at her partner and saw Jane's body was ridged. Her eyes that were filled with satisfied heat were now ice cold and dark as if the chocolate colored irises had been filled with black ink.
Jane heard the clack of the Captain's shoes followed by soft taps she didn't know. Every fiber of her being was on high alert and her threat detection was riding her mind hard. She fought the urge to stand and face what she thought was coming.
"This is my best investigative team." Captain Gates said formally. "Detective Sergeant Kate Beckett and her partner, Detective Jane Rizzoli."
Jane steeled herself and looked over to find her CO standing next to a slightly shorter woman in a government suit.
"This is Special Agent Sera Beltran from the DEA's office in Boston." Gates said as someone called her name, "Excuse me." She said as she turned and walked away.
Jane eyed her from head to toe subtly but she could tell that Agent Beltran had caught it. She had a mane of dark brown wavy hair with long bangs that came to her eyebrows. Her hair came down below her shoulders but was loosely styled to look slightly messy. One of those expensive hair styles that Maura tended to favor. She had a very pretty face with high cheek bones that complimented a stronger jaw line. Smile creases could be seen on either side of her full lips.
Her suit looked like Government Issue but thanks to Maura, Jane could tell that the all black government edition blazer had been tailored to fit her slender frame. Beneath the blazer was a very nice white shirt that had the top three buttons open and no tie. A stylish belt wrapped around her Government Issue slacks that had also seen the tailor's hands. Medium breasted with a slim waist and shapely hips on legs that almost seemed too long for her body but again complimented nicely.
Her shoes were black and Jimmy Choo expensive. Not that Jane could tell, but whenever Maura said Jimmy Choo, Jane mentally added about five hundred bucks to the price tag in her head.
It was her Caramel colored eyes that set off Jane's nerves. Not the color, Agent Beltran's eyes revealed a calculating intelligence Jane felt certain was sizing her up for something… Like a body bag.
Kate too was leery of the Fed, her own impressions mirrored Jane's except that she knew the names of each article of clothing on the Fed's body and she too didn't like the woman's eyes. That combined with Jane's highly alert and tightly wound body told her that Jane did not like this person and that was good enough for Kate who trusted her partner's instincts as much if not more than her own.
Agent Beltran smiled and held out a hand, "It's nice to meet both of you."
Kate smiled slightly and shook the woman's hand. It was a good hand shake, "Detective Beckett."
She grinned warmly at her, "I've heard quite a bit about you detective. Your file is very interesting reading. Some very high profile cases have been closed in no small part to your effort."
Kate held up her hand, "I'm just doing my job, ma'am. Just like anyone else here."
"Ma'am is what people called my mother. Call me Sera or Beltran." She said warmly as she turned to Jane. "That makes you Detective Rizzoli." Again Beltran extended a hand.
Jane forced a smile on her face and shook the hand gently. As soon as she touched it, it ran a shiver down her arm like lightning and flooded her hand with what felt like ice, numbing it instantly. She stifled a gasp as the sensation was almost painful. She firmed her handshake despite it's roaring deep within her. Agent Beltran looked at her oddly.
"Now that's a firm handshake." She said. "I find that only men do that when they want to intimidate me."
"Sorry." She said as she let go, "I work out a lot and sometimes I forget my own strength." She covered for not being able to feel her grasp.
The cold receded but she felt it stir around and around. It was the strongest reaction she ever felt from her other side and It did not like this woman. Jane tried to envision calming a pit-bull in her mind and It settled, mostly.
"So what are you doing here if you're from Boston?" She tried not to make it sound like she was interviewing a suspect.
"A case that I have been working on for over a year has come up again and since it was prosecuted here a lot of the related files are here." She said plainly. Not the typical G-man for passing along information. "Just a couple of Homicides that we tied in to an organized drug smuggling operation. We shut it down but like roaches they pop up again so we're starting over."
"If they were prosecuted," Kate said, "Why do you have to start over?"
Beltran looked at her and her smile faded a bit, "The head of the smuggling operation was killed before we could turn him on the Cartel. We shut down his pipeline and it was a big score for the DEA but without evidence on the cartel we can't go after it." She shook her head. "We put a sizeable dent in the New England cocaine structure but there's always more so when we plug one hole another one pops up in its place. We know it's the same cartel but we lack enough proof to pressure Columbia into letting us take it out."
"When I was in DCU," Jane said, "We always suspected that some of the South American Governments were in bed with the Cartels."
"Not the Governments themselves, but cocaine is a trillion dollar business annually." Beltran said angrily, "A lot of politicians aid and abet them for money, girls, drugs, guns, armies, you name it and the Cartels can get it for them. In exchange, they receive pay outs and look the other way and blow smoke about law abiding wealthy citizens being harassed by the 'Imperialistic American Government.' That's why when we give them irrefutable proof they quickly turn their military on them with our people observing. Not out of alliance, but to make sure that the cartels don't name the people they bought off. Most airborne assaults don't leave a lot of survivors and the ground assault teams always seem to come up with a reason to kill the cartel boss if he does survive the attack."
Jane heard the choked passion in her voice and the resignation that she couldn't do a lot to stop the flow of cocaine into the U.S.
Beltran took a deep breath. "If we could rid the streets of even half of the product that's out there, it would become a drug that only the richest of addicts could afford. The cartels would lose a ton of business and many would turn their product away from our country. The few that could still manage to get it through would still suffer such loses that they'd be unable to sustain the business and we could finally get the chance to run them down. But so long as they're going strong all we can do is keep yanking weeds out of a field."
Kate looked at Jane. She had calmed some but was still edgy. She turned back to the Agent. "So you're running down the new pipeline?"
"Yes but I'm also in charge of a newer taskforce that's trying to put these guys out of business. NYPD is part of that task force so I was going around meeting everyone while I wait for more information from my South American and Central American contacts. There's someone new out there and we're trying to get information on him."
"Detectives Beckett and Rizzoli will be happy to assist you in anyway." Gate's said as she came back.
Jane shifted and Kate's eyes went wide.
"With all due respect, sir." Jane said as the Captain glared at her, "We're not Vice, or Narcotics. We've been pulled from the New Case Roster so we can close our current cases before we transfer."
"Rizzoli, you will aid and assist Agent Beltran with whatever she requires of Homicide!" She said and there was real anger in her voice. "I know of both Beckett's and your standing in the NYPD and don't you think for a second that you have in any way…"
"Captain!" Beltran interrupted. "I'm sure that both Detectives will be happy to cooperate should I have a need, today was just an informal meet and greet and thankfully, I have no bodies here that require attention."
Gates glared at both her detectives before she nodded. "I'm sure they will." She turned and headed back to her office.
Jane and Kate stared at each other before turning back to the Agent who watched the dark skinned Captain shut her office door.
Beltran looked at them then, "That was very hostile of her." She looked to Jane, "Before it comes up, is there an issue I need to be aware of?"
Jane plopped down in her chair and put a hand over her heart. "Not really."
Kate leveled a glare at her partner. "The Captain isn't happy that my partner and I are transferring out. We have a good arrest record and she prefers that we stay here."
"Where are you transferring to?"
"Boston." Jane said, "I'm from there and my old boss made us a really good offer."
Beltran nodded, "Well, Boston isn't high on our list of cities for import but from time to time I can stop by and hand you the latest bulletins on cartel activity."
Jane shook her head, "You should give those to Lieutenant Rafael Martinez. He's in charge of the Drug Control Unit. He'd benefit the most from them."
Beltran groaned sharply and sat down in Rick's chair at the end of the desks, "I've met him and I threatened to taze him in his jewels if he ever tried to use that slick-as-velvet voice of his on me again."
Kate laughed, she couldn't help it as she flopped down into her chair. "Oh Rizzoli could tell you some stories. Should I tell her about the time I met Martinez?"
"See," She jumped onto the banter her partner had just set up. It was a game they played that usually made others uncomfortable. Typically the other party excused themselves within a few minutes. "That's why I am looking forward to two months break from you. You always gotta put my butt out there like that."
"Like what?" Beltran asked, "Oh. He's an Ex, is that it?"
Kate started laughing as Jane cursed.
"Ugh." She scoffed, "He's my old Sergeant in DCU."
"He's had the hots for her ever since." Kate chuckled, "At least he did until Jane's other half shut him up."
Beltran's eyes widened with interest, "Ooo, Please gimme the scoop. I'd love to hear about someone roughing him up."
"It wasn't like that." Jane said blandly, "My fiancé just kissed me in front of him when we were visiting home over the holidays."
"That was it?" she said with an odd face, "I wouldn't think that would work."
"She's leaving out a few details." Kate said and looked to Jane.
Agent Beltran saw something pass between them before Kate turned back to her. "Jane's fiancé is a woman."
"Really?" Beltran said with astonishment, "I'm stunned, you don't look like the type."
Kate looked at her, "She doesn't look like what type?"
Beltran waved arms at Jane's pinstriped black slacks and tastefully collared blue shirt. "She doesn't strike me as gay. I honestly thought she was straight."
"That's a first," Jane said dryly.
Kate snorted, "You should have had me help your wardrobe years ago."
"Would have saved me a lot of grief." She muttered.
Sera cast a knowing eye to her, "Okay, let's see a picture."
Jane glared at her.
"Oh you can't possibly be engaged and not have a picture."
Jane groaned as she pulled out her iPhone and opened the pictures. She selected the one where she was holding Maura from behind and held it up.
"Congratulations." She said as she looked to Kate. "She's beautiful."
"That she is," Jane said, "And way smarter than I am."
"Smarter than most in this building." Kate snorted, "You, my friend, are marrying way above your head."
"Hey." Jane barked, "Don't tell me about over my head miss more-than-a-hand-full."
Beltran watched them stare at each other.
"He's more than a handful." Kate sneered, "I'll give you that if you admit your marrying over your head."
"Oh I know I'm marrying over my head." She groaned, "But I don't need to be reminded of it every hour."
"Okay," Beltran said, "Seems like I stepped in something here."
Jane and Kate exchanged slight smirks but instead of leaving, Beltran adjusted her seat to one side, crossed a leg over one knee and rested a hand on her chin, "I get how someone could say Rizzoli is over her head but more-than-a-handful?"
"He's fat." Jane said.
"Big." Kate said.
"Who's fat and/or big?" Castle said as he came in.
Both women groaned at each other and leaned back in their chairs.
He stopped next to Kate and rested a hand on her shoulder. Neither spoke both apparently angry at something. He grabbed Esposito's chair and slid it next to Kate. "Oh, come on." He whined slightly, "I always miss the good girl talk."
He looked at the woman who was sitting in his chair, "What did I miss?"
She had a feeling and wanted to test it, "Just that Jane is marrying above her head and Kate's boyfriend is rather large."
He jerked as if struck and looked down at his body then at Kate, "It was a cannoli and your best friend gave it to me because she was worried about fitting into some dress."
Beltran laughed. "He's not fat."
"Only his head," Jane said while Kate said, "Just his ego."
He regarded the woman in the government suit, "I'm Castle, Kate's boyfriend."
"Sera Beltran, DEA." She said as she shook his hand. "He's cute, Beckett."
"When he wants to be," She uttered
Beltran ignored the comment as she stared at Castle, "I have this thing about faces. I know yours but I can't place the name."
"Well let me know when you do and I can explain the whole thing," he joked, "I'm sure tequila was involved."
Her phone rang and she dug it out of her pocket, "Beltran."
They watched her, "Yeah… No… Damn it. Well go get him." She snarled. "Bring him in and we'll interview him together."
She tapped her thumb on her knee, "No. I'm at NYPD 12… Damn it Barricade, just bring him back and I'll be there in a few hours… No, let him stew in the interrogation room till I get back to Boston. It's the price he pays for ditching me… No, I'm leaving now." She snapped the phone shut.
"Problems?" Jane asked with a smirk.
"No, just a panty ante drug dealer, sells to kids near BCU." She said as she dropped her phone in her pocket, "We rolled him three weeks ago and he was supposed to get me something on his supplier. He's been ducking me ever since. My partner Barricade just caught up with him and is sticking him inside the federal building until I get back."
"Barricade?" Rick asked, "Is that like one of those middle names that appear in quotes?"
"Special Agent Raul "Barricade" Barbossa." She said, "He's a giant of a man and for some reason seems lost when I'm not around but he's loyal as a puppy and a great big scary beast when I need him to be, like now. He'll probably sit in interrogation with my suspect and stare at him till I get there."
"Boston's a three and a half hour drive." Jane said. "That's if you don't get caught on the bridge."
"And Barricade probably won't blink the entire time." She said as she got to her feet and started shaking hands, "Mr. Castle. I'll let you know when I figure out who you really are."
He nodded and shook her hand.
"Detective Beckett, thank you for the hospitality." She shook Kate's hand.
"Detective Rizzoli, Congratulations to you and your new bride, I wish you a great ceremony." She reached to shake Jane's hand and noticed her stiffen before she returned the gesture.
"Off to Boston." She said and added over her shoulder on the way out, "Could one of you tell Captain Gates that I'll see her when I get back in town?" And she was gone.
Castle stared as she entered the elevator. He waited until it was heading down before looking at Kate. "Who was that and why do I feel like I need to change my underwear."
Kate shook her head and breathed a sigh of relief. "I have no idea. She says DEA but she's different."
Jane shivered, "I. Do. Not. Like. Her."
"That was a Fed?" He said as he looked back to the elevator. "I got one of those shark lawyer vibes from her."
"She talks too much to be a Fed." Kate said, "She's spewing out bullshit like she's writing one of your novels."
"You don't buy what she was saying?" Jane asked.
"It feels off." She said as she rested her elbows on the desk. "I can buy the big speech about the cartels but the rest feels off."
"Did you notice her eyes," Rick said, "I felt like I was being studied. Like I was under one of Maura's microscopes."
Kate looked at her partner and watched as little by little, her posture changed and the tension in her muscles eased. "You okay?"
Rick looked at Jane, trying to see what Kate saw.
"She's wrong, somehow." Jane commented. It reacted to her and not well.
Kate nodded in understanding. "C'mon. We've got court and you've got a road trip tonight."
Jane stared at the closed elevator doors before she nodded in agreement.
Maura's car arrived at the 12th Precinct around 5:30 pm and dropped the beautiful doctor off at the police entrance where an officer escorted her up to Homicide. Esposito was packing up for the night after his partner had rushed home for a family emergency. The tall Hispanic greeted her warmly and informed her that Jane was in the locker room changing. Maura smiled and blushed a little as she thought about Jane slipping into the Brazilian leather outfit for their ride to Boston. Maura had said that she didn't have a leather fetish, but true to Liv's words, about ten seconds after Jane had put the outfit on for the first time, Maura was hooked.
It was the first time Maura would be riding on the back of Jane's bike for any length of time and she was nervous. Esposito wished her a good night as he left for the day. She sat down in Jane's chair and smiled as she remembered how prickly Jane could get over someone sitting at her desk. She alone was the one that Jane wouldn't ever get upset with.
Noticing that Jane's NYPD coffee mug was empty and knowing that her love would want a strong dose before they left, she picked up the cup and headed into the break room to fill it with the espresso machine.
"Elevator to the third floor," the uniformed officer on duty at reception said, "Then straight ahead. Make sure you check in with Sergeant Beckett. That's Rizzoli's partner."
The shorter of the two men nodded and they were admitted to the elevator.
"Nice job, Probie." The taller of the two men said. "Kiss a lot of ass around here?"
Standing at six foot two inches with a head of short light brown hair, Timothy McGee turned his green eyes on his companion and shook his head before flipping the emergency stop switch. The alarm buzzer sounded as the elevator shuttered to a halt between floors. "Tony I'm serious. I didn't ask you to come for a reason. I've had this thing going on with Rizzoli for years and I really don't want you screwing it up."
Anthony DiNozzo leaned casually against the corner of the elevator and glared at his partner. "Relax McGeek. I'm not going to screw up your geek social network." He paused as he narrowed his eyes, "Or maybe you have a thing for the mysterious phone call woman. Hoping for a little 'You've Got Mail' action, Probie?"
McGee shook his head, "That's not it at all, Tony. Every now and again we exchange some information here and there and that's all. Rizzoli is a good cop and one of the very few people I do favors for and she's never made me regret it. Having a cop on the inside can smooth things out a lot."
He flipped the switch again and the elevator continued up. "Ever since you found out Rizzoli is a female you were hell bent on coming with me. Besides," he looked at the reflection through the doors, "I'm not the only one who's going to get mad if you screw this up."
"Worried about your friends?" Tony's hazel eyes showed contempt at the thought of McGee's computer friends many of which the younger agent had never meant in person.
"No." he said, "And just so you know, Gibbs knows exactly what I'm doing here." He said as the doors parted quietly.
They walked down the hall and Tony's head perked up at the sound of two women laughing. It was a pleasant sound. Tony stepped twice as fast as McGee and halted abruptly as his eyes landed on two women cracking jokes at a desk in the bullpen.
Both were tall but one was gorgeous and the other was ravishing. He pause a second to take in the sight as McGee caught up to him. One wore light jeans and an attractive red short sleeved shirt, a nice compliment to her chestnut brown hair. The other one had his mouth going dry. She was clad in black leather that was almost skin-tight as she perched on the desk of the other woman. Tall, thin, with long legs and toned arms and shoulders visible around the leather vest she wore as a shirt. The low cut on her leather pants revealed a hard flat stomach and protruding hips.
Her features were pure Italian perfection as was the long curly black hair that was tied back into a ponytail. DiNozzo slid his most charming smile on his face as McGee stepped around him.
"Excuse me." Tim said as he approached. "Could you tell me where I can find Detective Rizzoli?"
Jane looked over at the man dressed in nice slacks and a sedate beige sweater and nodded, "That's me."
He held his hand out, "I'm Tim McGee, NCIS."
She smiled as she held her hand out, "McGee? All this time I thought your name was Mackey." Her smile was infectious and Tony caught the hint of dimples.
Kate noticed the man standing near the wall. "Who's your shadow, McGee?"
McGee realized that Tony was leaning against the wall trying to get a read on both women. He sighed, knowing the cheap line coming next.
Tony walked over and held out a hand and threw his voice into what he thought was a sexy tone, "Very Special Agent DiNozzo." He bypassed Kate and held a hand out to Rizzoli.
As her threat detection went into caution she glared at the hand and the voice. "Sorry, but I don't touch people I don't like."
"You'll like me once you get to know me." He said smoothly and reached out just a little bit further, palm up in invitation.
Jane tipped her head to the side, "You should take that hand back before you lose it." She said as her hand dropped to the pistol strapped to the outside of her left thigh.
DiNozzo lowered his hand and again tried his best smile. "Such aggression, Is that a typical reaction when you meet a new person?"
Jane glared at his belt line, "Yeah, typically when they carry your equipment."
He looked down at his NCIS badge.
Kate started laughing at him. "He's lost Jane."
She looked over at her partner with that grin again, "I know. That's what makes it fun."
DiNozzo was about to throw out a snappy comeback with a pickup line in it when movement out of the corner of his eye caught his attention. He turned to look at the person who walked in and he stopped cold.
McGee's eyes almost fell out of his head at the newcomer. It wasn't possible, she died years ago. But there she was but different.
Tony finally got his lips to move, "Kate?"
Beckett called out from her desk, "What?"
Tim couldn't move as he watched the woman who looked almost identical to his fallen teammate as she handed the coffee cup over to Rizzoli who smiled as she took the cup in one hand and slid her arm possessively around her. Long honey blond hair had been straightened and tied back like the woman holding her. She wore an expensive pair of red leather pants and a long sleeved black turtle neck with a stylish pair of riding boots that McGee figured were just as expensive.
"Thank you, baby," Jane said and kissed her softly. There was no mistaking the smile on the blonde's face.
Kate called out to them, "Hey boys, your eyes are stuck, shake your head before my partner shakes them for you."
Tim McGee recovered himself as he regarded the woman. "Sorry." He said, "You just…"
Jane narrowed her eyes dangerously. "Just what?" Her defensive look warned him that she was protective as hell over the woman.
"Jane," the woman chided, "Not everyone has a problem with our relationship."
McGee shook his head, "No that's not it. I… You look like someone we used to know."
"That's putting it mildly." Tony finally added, "You're a dead ringer for a former NCIS agent that used to work with us."
Jane scoffed, "Former, what happened? She get tired of you staring at her ass?"
Tim frowned, "No. She, she died." He said and Jane didn't miss the mourning in his voice. She must have been a good friend and the image of Barry floated through her head.
Tim held up a hand to her computer. "The resemblance is amazing, can I use your computer? I'll show you."
Tony seemed to lose his voice at the mention of his colleague.
Jane kissed Maura again and went back to her desk and opened a web browser. McGee's hands flew over the keyboard and an image of Maura appeared on the screen. No, not Maura.
Special Agent Caitlin Todd.
"Kate." Jane said and her partner stood up to look at the monitor, Jane tipped it toward her.
Their heads passed from the woman to Maura and back. She was younger than Maura but instead of hazel green eyes, this woman's eyes appeared as a hazel blue. Her hair was a lot darker than Maura's and there was something different about the nose but aside from that, she could have been Maura's twin.
Jane looked over at her lover, "Hope did only have one of you, right?"
Maura stared at the image, "Yes as far as I know but… the resemblance is striking. Although her periorbitals are different and her zygomatic arches are similar but she appears to have a different European ancestry than I do."
"Kate had a tattoo in a hidden location." Tony said sensing an opportunity, "I don't suppose you have one do you?"
Jane turned her head to him, "I can tell you that she doesn't."
"I've been thinking about getting one recently." Maura said casually.
"Huh?" Jane was completely stunned.
Kate looked equally shocked. "I have a hard time imagining you going to a tattoo shop."
"Well modern tattoo art is much safer than it was when it was created in sixteenth century Polynesia." She opened her mouth to continue but Jane cut her off with a delicate finger to her lips.
"Just out of curiosity, what kind of tattoo would you want to mar your beautiful skin?"
Maura bit her lip and looked up at her lover. "I was thinking of having your name tattooed over my left infraspinatus."
"Your what?" McGee asked.
"The back of her left shoulder blade." Jane replied deadpanned. "Baby, there's so many better ways to mark yourself as mine."
"I want to have something that everyone can plainly see, something that defines me as yours." She placed her hand in Jane's.
She smiled at Maura's devotion; that her lover would want to be permanently labelled as being with Jane. She knew what she had to do this weekend.
Kate laughed as she sat back down, "Well it's been one of those weird months, hasn't it Jane?"
Jane nodded as she relocked her computer and pulled the file McGee had come for out of her hold box. "Yep, I met my doppelganger on Wednesday. It was almost creepy how closely we favor. She's an AUSA."
McGee saw the file in her hand. "I take it that's the one I came for?"
Jane tossed the file down on the desk. "That's the one. There's no mention of the navy but it's an on-going case so whatever you can tack on would be appreciated." She said as she opened a drawer and pulled out a sign out sheet. "Sorry about dragging you all the way up here but NYPD is a lot stricter on file sharing than BPD is."
She quickly filled out the form and handed it to McGee who filled out his portion and handed it back. Jane passed it to Kate who signed off on the transfer. Jane filed it in her outgoing box and dropped the file into a shipping envelope and sealed it. Again she signed her name and passed it to Kate who also signed it, before passing it to McGee. Tony watched as it was all done in under a minute. The two women were obviously a good team.
He looked down, "Do I need to sign this too?"
"Only if your people use a courier; it's expected to be returned either by you or a federal courier, either way, it has to be signed by you, your supervisor and if you use a courier, the pickup agent over the seal on the envelope."
Kate stifled a yawn. "And on that note, I have a ruggedly handsome man at home who wants to take me out somewhere fun."
Jane groaned and rolled her eyes, "I still don't know what you see in his ass."
Kate looked at her, "He has a very nice ass, Jane."
Maura smiled as her lover replied, "Yours is better."
"And on that note, I'm going home." Kate stood up and slid her arms into her jacket, "See you Monday and make sure you throw them out before you leave. I'll have my phone on me if you need me."
Jane nodded, "Thanks partner. I'll see you Monday."
Maura got up and hugged Kate affectionately. "Thanks for feeding Bass while we're away."
"Forget it, Maura." She said and added with a wicked grin, "But if Rick pisses me off, I get to sleep in your bed while you're gone."
Maura nodded and Kate grabbed her attaché case before heading out.
Tony walked over to sit down in Kate's chair but Jane threw a leg out. "Ho there." She said. "That's not your chair, pal. Back off."
He glared at her and smiled, "So you and the good doctor here are a couple?" he wiggled his eyebrows in a Groucho Marx impression and smiled.
"Excuse me." Maura interrupted, "For your own health I suggest a new topic of conversation. My Jane doesn't find those comments to be humorous."
Jane's eyes darkened and Tony could swear that he felt a shiver go down his spine. The last time he felt it was when he was certain that Ziva David was intent on killing someone.
"Tony, Please. Cut it out." Tim said sharply. "Detective Rizzoli isn't one you want to mess with."
He got those intense mischievous eyes, "I was just curious, you two been together long?"
Jane's eyes sparkled with dark intent as she stared down the Fed. "McGee. Tell your boss that the next time he sends you with a chaperone; tell him I said to send someone else. I can't guarantee Agent DiNozzo's health in my presence beyond the next few minutes."
Tim nervously nodded. "I'll pass it along."
Jane stood up and started to secure her desk before she pulled the riding leather jacket off the back of her chair and helped Maura into it. All the while her eyes remained fixed on DiNozzo.
She dipped her head next to Maura's ear, "Non mi piace di lui." She said softly. (I do not like him)
Maura looked concerned as Jane grabbed a small duffel bag from the floor. "Gentlemen, my girlfriend and I are heading out of town so we would greatly appreciate it if we could get out of here."
Tim smiled and shook her hand, "It's been a pleasure meeting you detective. Let me know if there is anything I can get for you."
An odd look came over her face, "How good are you with computers?"
"McGeek here lives on the stupid things."
Tim's closed his eyes and tried hard to forget Tony was there. When he opened them, Jane was standing directly in front of him, "Really, aside from Agent Chauvinist's comments, how good are you?"
"Very." He said confidently and without arrogance.
Jane slung an arm over his shoulder and led him out the door, "I have a case I'm working off the clock and I have some financials that got messed up pretty bad. It's a bad case and I need the finances reassembled without any attention… at all."
Tim shook his head, "I can't run off the book cases."
She sighed and there was sadness in her eyes McGee understood all too well, "The best guy I knew with computers died in a car accident over Christmas and you're the only other person I could have trusted with this. But I understand if you can't."
She eased away from him as they got to the elevator and slid an arm around Maura. Maura smiled at the contact and pressed herself more fully into her lover's embrace.
McGee sighed as he looked back at DiNozzo. "Let me run it by Gibbs. See what he says but I wouldn't hold my breath." Jane watched him flick his eyes over his shoulder. It was a subtle "Not in front of him" gesture.
Jane nodded and as the doors opened she lead Maura into the elevator followed by the NCIS agents. As DiNozzo pressed the button for the parking level he watched as Jane slid her hand up Maura's stomach, lightly tracing the underside of the woman's large breasts. DiNozzo schooled his face as McGee got a slight grin.
Maura caught her hand and passed Jane a chiding stare, her lover played innocent until they reached the parking garage and McGee let Tony head out first as he checked his coat pocket. He found that Jane had slipped him a small jump drive and he dropped it into his pants pocket before heading out.
"Nice Ride." DiNozzo said as Jane strapped a helmet on her girlfriend. "Dyna Glide?"
Jane looked over at him, "Fat Boy." She said as she threw her leg over the machine and gently straddled it. "McGee!" She shouted.
Tim looked over from the dodge charger they had rented, "Yeah?"
"Kate and I are transferring to Boston over the summer. You should make a note of it."
He smiled and nodded as he patted his pocket. "I got it."
Jane fired up the black beast and as Maura climbed on. Jane threw her helmet on and kicked the bike in gear. They roared out of the parking structure and headed off into the evening.
"Oh. My. God." Tony said, "That was the sexiest thing that I have ever seen."
Tim glared at him as he climbed into the car, "You can't help it can you? You just have to show everyone that you're 'the man' don't you?"
"What the hell are you talking about, Probie?" he said as Tim slammed the car door shut and locked it. Tony made a move with his thumb indicating that he wanted to drive but Tim shook his head and started the car. He put it in reverse before DiNozzo got in the passenger side.
"You upset that I ruined your action there McGee?"
Tim glared again as he peeled out of the parking garage. "No Tony. I knew that Rizzoli was gay. I've known for over a year. I knew that she was in love with Dr. Isles though I didn't know that she was a Caitlin look-a-like. I've had this file exchange going on with her for over three years and it's always been over the phone, this was the first time I've ever met her in person and you have to run off and be a jackass over it. I knew she was beautiful and that is the reason why I never actually went to see her."
"You're intimidated by her looks?" He laughed to himself.
Tim slammed on the breaks at third ave and turned to face him, "No, that's not it. I didn't want Gibbs to let you come with me. The one time I almost went to Boston was with Kate but we got called off onto a case together so I didn't get there. I've seen her case work. She's a professional and she knows her stuff and I damn sure didn't want you and your alpha male attitude to piss her off and risk my contact. Boston has a major port of entry and is spitting distance from two military ports. Strategic value, Tony. Professionalism that you just jeopardized by walking around with your penis in your hand."
"Calm down there McGladiator." He said nonchalantly, "I didn't screw up your contact."
"Funny thing about Jane Rizzoli is her ability to speak without speaking." He said as he resumed the drive to Kennedy. "She just said that the deal is off if you ever come back. I've got to report that to Gibbs and he's going to want to know why. I wouldn't be surprised if she doesn't call him herself."
Tony snorted, "Gibbs can put a federal override on any department. Your file trading system is a courtesy. I'm sure he'd like to know about you running a side job for her though."
"I'll be sure to mention your concerns when I ask him about it." Tim said, "Just shut up and leave me alone."
"Awful tough talk there, Probie. Just remember who has rank in this car."
Tim looked over at him, "Well let me enlighten you. I'm here because of Gibbs. You say my file exchange is a courtesy but I can get things from New York, Boston and a hand full of other locations twice as fast as it would when going through channels and it's direct, which means discrete. You think I did this on my own, I had the idea and Gibbs is the one who told me to go with it and he's the one who wants it protected. But when he chews you up for this, I just hope I'm not around for it."
DiNozzo remained quiet after that because it wasn't unheard of for Leroy Jethro Gibbs to step outside the box from time to time but McGee had been animate in his protection of his contacts. Enough to where Tony had jumped on board when he heard McGee was heading to NYPD for a case file. It had sounded like a good idea at the time but now he wasn't so sure.
Next post is going to be called Home is Where the Heart Stops, it's set in Friend in me and i'll be working out the last part of Rise as well.