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SingingRiverRose

As Jane and Maura entered Boston police apartment no one seemed to pay too much attention to them. People were used to all kinds of police and detection dogs walking around. When they walked through Division One Cafe Maura had a hard time keeping it cool. Her sense of smell had gotten supersensitive and she could smell the lovely odours of fresh coffee and all those healthy salads Angela had made this morning.

Ah, I would love to have a fresh cup of coffee. Husky stopped and turned her head towards the coffee table.

"Jane Clementine Rizzoli! Stop right there. Whose is this dog and what is it doing here?" A loud voice ringed in the air. Jane froze but turned back to face her mother, Angela Rizzoli, keeper of the Division One Cafe.

Wow Angela, I never knew human voices could be so loud.. I don't want to get used to this. Husky looked scared, stepped back a bit and put her ears down.

"Ma! Look.. Ma.. You remember that Maura's cousin.. umm, Alfred who keeps siberian huskies, right? Well this one is for Maura. He thought that Maura might be lonely and sent her a dog to keep company. But.. she's out of the city right now.. so I'm taking care of Maur- I mean Sparky!" Jane lied and hoped that she wouldn't get caught. Angela knew next to nothing about Maura's cousins, or actually lack of them, and Jane hope that she'd just buy her story and let them go.

I'm not THAT lonely! Besides I have Bass. Husky watched the dark haired woman tightly.

"Her name is Sparky?" Angela asked and looked at the husky with very critical eye. "She's too beautiful dog to be called something as dumb as Sparky. I'll call her Rose because of her red fur," Jane's mother decided and pet husky's head gently.

Enough with this naming thing. Angela, please! Husky stepped back and looked very meaningfully in the eyes of the woman who had just pet her.

"Wow, she's got a very intelligent look in her eyes. I think Rose makes a great companion for someone like Maura, I wonder if Bass likes her," said Angela and finally let them some loose. Jane explained that Bass and Sparky got along very well this morning but they really had to go.

In the elevator Jane turned to husky. "You can't be like that," she started and husky looked at her confused. "You can't be like you, you have to be more dog-like, kinda silly, you know. Open your mouth a bit, let your tongue hang loose, sniff around and wag your tail."

What? Like this? Husky opened her mouth wide and let the tongue hang loose.

"No, no, no, that just looks like you're going to eat someone. Just.. try to look amused. Happy amused. Remember how Jo Friday looks when you play with her," Jane tried to explain when the elevator reached its floor and the doors opened.

Isn't it bad enough that I have turned into a dog but now I also have to convince everyone that I really am one? Husky walked out of the elevator with Jane and they stepped into the homicide unit's section.

"Oh! Look who's here to see you?" came an older male voice and Maura felt someone grabbing her head.

Wow what?! Korsak? Husky froze.

"Hi, Jane, and who's you fuzzy funny furry friend here?" Korsak said kneeling down to pet husky. Jane told the same story to him and Frost, who had lifted his head and looked smiling at the husky.

"Maura had to leave for a while, family business I suppose.. So, I'm taking care of Sparky for her," Jane said and looked the husky expecting.

What Jane? Am I not dog enough for you? Husky wagged her tail and tried to sniff Korsak's hand.

"Aww.. Aren't you just adorable? Sparky, right? You look more like Bo to me. Bo, how you like that?" asked Korsak smiling totally happy as he scratched the husky behind one ear.

Ugh, Mister, you smell like old hand lotion. And no, I don't like being Bo, Sparky or Rose. And now I have to act like I actually love you for scratching my ear? Now what would Jo Friday do? Husky opened her mouth and let the tongue out a bit.

"See, Jane? She likes it. I know you do, I know you do," Korsak kept saying and finally let go of the husky and went back to his desk humming. Husky followed Jane to her desk and watched the dark haired woman sit down to open the computer.

And now, patience is a virtue. Husky sat down next to Jane's desk but they were all soon interrupted by Cavanaugh who needed Jane and Korsak to grill a suspect of another case.

Jane rose to leave and looked apologetically husky who was suddenly left alone. "Now you be a good girl, Bo, and behave," stated Korsak before they disappeared into a hall.

Hm. I better look like I'm with someone, loose dogs never look good. Husky rose up and walked slowly next to Frost who was writing something. There she laid down and tried to look invisible while watching out of the huge window, trying to pass the time counting all the different car brands she could see.

"Pst. Pst, hey. Skippy, pst." Maura could feel something touching her hind leg. It was Frost's foot.

Skippy? Really? Husky turned her head to look disbelievingly at Frost.

"Yo, Skippy. Wanna have something?" whispered Frost and opened his fist.

So, I'm Skippy for you? And no, I'm not sure if I want anything. Husky sat down and eyed the opened fist which was offering some cookies.

"I saved these for a snack for myself but you can eat them," said Frost and smiled, waiting for Husky to react.

Dogs probably shouldn't be eating something like this, but these are really yummy. Husky tasted one cookie and soon they were all gone.

"That's a good girl, Skippy. I can get you some more at lunch time, if I see you," Frost said, petting the husky's head a bit and turned to work again in silence.

Oh Jane, please hurry. This is going to be long day after all. The Husky laid down again and put her head between paws trying to concentrate by grouping different colors of jackets people were wearing out on the streets.