Disclaimer: Neither Rizzoli & Isles nor Scott & Bailey belong to me. I am merely borrowing the characters.
A/N This chapter is dedicated to the memory of Lee Thompson Young who played Det. Frost in Rizzoli & Isles who has been found dead from gunshot wounds.
Manchester Airport, UK two days later.
Jane was saying goodbye to Frost. He was flying back. Rachel had driven them to the airport.
"Successful trip Jane although it must leave you with mixed feelings." said Frost.
"Yeah, mixed. Which is why I need some time to clear my head."
"Nice of Cavanaugh to give you two weeks extra leave though."
"Yeah, the man might have a heart after all!"
Rachel butted in "They are calling your flight."
"Thanks Rachel, nice meeting you, better go. Bye Jane see you soon."
"Bye Frost!" said Rachel and Jane in unison.
As he turned Frost smiled. He had noticed how close Jane had got to Rachel during the investigation. In truth he wondered whether Jane would be back. She seemed to be growing very fond of the UK, or was it that she was getting very fond of Rachel? Hard to tell.
He walked towards check in, Jane and Rachel turned and walked to the car.
"Right, let's get your luggage back to mine. Then I can spend the rest of the day showing you the sights of sunny Manchester" said Rachel. Being Manchester, it was raining.
"Let's" said Jane, then she appeared to go thoughtful for a bit before adding "and let's go out tonight, gay."
Rachel smiled and said "Yeah let's"
After they had done everything and hit Canal Street they returned to Rachel's flat slightly the worse for wear.
"Shit I said I'd ring Ma two days ago! She'll be going spare." said Jane.
"Use the house phone and do it now, it'll be what seven o'clock?" replied Rachel.
Jane dialled the number for Angela's phone in Maura's guest house, vaguely wondering what would happen to her mother if Maura had to sell the house because she was sent down for a long time.
"Rizzoli!" Angela answered the phone.
"Hello Ma!" slurred Jane.
"Jane, you drunk? It is only seven o'clock!" Angela admonished.
"Ma I am in England it is midnight here! Went out with Rachel tonight to the Gay village..." Jane was cut short by Angela.
"Did you just say gay? Village? What kind of place is that Jane." Angela sounded a mix of anxious and annoyed. The truth was that she'd always had worries about Jane's sexuality and had taken Maura up on her offer to keep an eye on things.
"Ma, I'm in England, things here are more relaxed, you don't have to be gay to go to a gay bar, straight people go to them too! Oh and I'd better give you Rachel's phone number, she's invited me to stay for a couple of weeks." said Jane. Then she winced as she realised what that would sound like to her mum.
"So she's a dyke then? This Rachel you're staying with?"
"No Ma. She's divorced from some guy, had a string of boyfriends from lawyers to Police Officers."
"You sure she's not after you now?" Jane felt a tingle as Angela said this. Where the hell had that come from?
"Ma I just told you she's straight!"
"OK I'll believe you. How's Maura? Have you seen her?"
"No I haven't seen her. They're holding her three hundred miles away under some Brit equivalent of the Patriot Act. Under which they have two weeks to charge her."
"What?"
"Yeah, who'd thought it." Jane's voice was flat, she then added "Listen Ma do you want this phone number or not?"
Angela agreed to take the number. Jane gave it to her with an admonition not to phone after six Boston time.
Boston, USA
After she put the phone down Angela turned to Korzak who had listened to Angela's end of the conversation.
"Jane's staying with some woman she's met in the UK."
"Yeah Frost said she was staying with one of the detectives from the case. She sounds like a nice girl Angela, drinks a bit too much maybe but from what I remember that's not that unusual in the UK." Angela looked sceptical at Korzak's comments.
"They went to some village of gay clubs tonight!"
"Yeah every large city in the UK has at least one of those. They are classy though, not like here."
"How can something like that be classy? It's unnatural!"
"If you go to the UK a remark like that will get you arrested."
"Well then I'm never going!"
"From what Frost says you might need to if you want to see Jane long term."
"UUGH?" Angela's face revealed the astonishment she felt.
"Just that Frost was saying she seems to like it there." Korzak didn't add that she seemed to like Rachel Bailey too, he'd have to work on Angela before saying that. He, Frost, and Frankie jr. had had a discussion in the car on the way back from the airport about this and it had been decided to keep Frost's suspicions on this count from Angela but also to prepare her for the possibility that Jane was falling heavily for another woman.
London, UK, ten days later.
Constance and Maura isles stood in the dock at Westminster Magistrates Court. They were asked to confirm their names. They did.
For the rest of the hearing they were silent as first Constance's solicitor and then Roisin made unsuccessful applications for Bail. They were both remanded to Holloway prison for two weeks.
Maura had been charged with entering the UK illegally, possession of false identity documents with intent and with attempting to assist an offender, Constance had been charged with two counts assisting an offender (Paddy and Maura) and possessing information likely to be of use to a terrorist.
After the hearing they were both taken down to the cells to await transport to Holloway. On arriving at Holloway they were searched, had showers, given the prison information leaflet and after completing paperwork and other formalities, shown to cells in the First Night Centre.
They were then allocated personal officers and told about the various support schemes in the prison. Both were allocated single cells.
Manchester, UK
"Maura had her committal hearing today she's been remanded to Holloway, I've asked for a V O, a Visiting Order, for you to see her, love." said Rachel.
"Thanks, do you think you could come with me when I go?" Jane still hadn't got used to Rachel's habit of calling everyone 'love', a habit that seemed to be shared by most of Manchester.
"Yeah, 'course love, I wouldn't let you go through that on your own." There was concern in Rachel's voice. "I've asked for the V O for next Wednesday and told Godzilla, so I'll be free. We'll get the train down and I've arranged overnight accommodation, London is a nightmare for cars and parking at the prison is non-existent."
Jane smiled at Rachel's nickname for her boss.
"Does she know you call her that?" Jane's voice had a laugh in it.
"Yeah, used it at Janet's party once and she was standing behind me! I was moaning because she hadn't praised me for a bit of work I was very proud of. Imagine my mortification when she read me a text she had received from the Chief Con, praising that precise piece of work and finished with 'well done kid'!" Rachel was laughing at the memory. Jane laughed too.
And they hugged.
Their relationship had become easygoing and touchy feely.