AN: hey sorry for being late. Forgive me! I don't own anything just having fun. If I ever meet Ms. Sasha and Ms. Angie these stories were never written, ok!?

"Ok wait, let me guess the next one!" Jane exclaimed.

"Alright, who is this? You have to give me the name, occupation, and year died. Or it's wrong." Said the medical examiner walking over to a statue of a man with a pointed nose and short hair.

"Why'd you start out with a hard one? Give me a different one."

"This is an easy one, Jane. All the other ones are harder than this. You should know who he is we went over him eight times this morning after you finally got into the bathroom." She said the last part with a smile on her face, remembering their early morning escapades.

"Oh shut up, you tricked me. If I woulda known yoga could teach someone that little move you did earlier, then I woulda been paying attention all those times we went. But I still don't remember this guy."

Titling her head to the side and sighing exasperatedly she said, "Well, unlike me you can guess. So I suppose you do as such. You might get it right!"

"Uhmm, Alex Trebek!" For a brief minute the doctor thought she was seriously thinking it was the Jeopardy tv host until she seen the grin. A smile played on both of their faces. Maura spoke, "No Jane, don't be silly. It's Joseph Bell! A forensic pioneer, you know the man who inspired the character Sherlock Holmes. Born in 1837 December 2nd and died October 4th, 1911. Not many people would have guessed it was him. But I suppose he does favor Alex."

Jane chuckled and headed to the next statue with Maura following close behind. She spotted a man who she thought looked familiar from the flash card Maura had secretly made for her knowing Jane would some day go to the museum with her. "Ok now I know this one! Dr. Edward Locore!"

"That was very good Jane! Even though you pronounced his name wrong you were very close. His name is Edmond Locard. Do you remember when he died and what he was called prior to his death?" Maura asked excited that her best friend looked as though she was actually enjoying the museum.

"Hold on, I think so. He was called the Sherlock Holmes of France and he died...fuck.."

"Language."

Rolling her eyes she continued to think. "Died, May of 1966, right?"

"Yes. Inspired detective writer George Simenon after attending some of Edmond's lectures. I've always wanted to go to one of his lectures, I've read many of his articles and they were inspiring. Being that he died so long before I was born would make it impossible to attend one unless I could travel back in time. Time travel is another impossibility. Well, if we look at a dictionary, then what we discover is that the word time has many conflicting definitions. This elusive word 'time' refers to motion. Time is a dynamic concept not static concept, so that would lead one to think time is the measurement of motion. A description of objects. Past present and future. Also location, past location, present loc..."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Come on google. We got to get out of here. I think you just killed some of my brain cells." The exaggeration was not lost on Maura.

"I did not kill your brain cells."

"But you did make my brain hurt. It may be bleeding, I think we gotta get me to the hospital." Jane winked at her best friend and dramatically squeezed her eyes closed and rubbed her temples.

"Fine. We can get some things to make for lunch at that new organic market down the street! I've been dying to buy they're kale!" Maura squeaked, rapidly clapping her hands and running towards the doors.

"Yay!" Voice dripping with sarcasm. Jane lagged behind dreading today's menu.

They were walking up and down the aisles of the market, passing other people who were here because they liked to eat healthy too or either they were forced into going by some evil lady who tortured her friends into eating kale and spinach and other nasty green vegetables. Or so Jane thought. Really all this so called evil lady had to do was smile that cute smile she did whenever she wanted the detective to do what she wanted. "We've walked up and down the same two aisles for twenty minutes. Every thing is green and nasty, shouldn't be that hard to choose from, Maura."

"Patience Jane. I'm thinking about what I want, and what I know is healthy for you."

"Well think faster you're starving me!"

"You ate this morning you couldn't possibly be starved by now."

"Look, I'm withering away, away, awaaaay." To emphasize her point, Jane pretended to fade away slowly backing up and around the corner leaving a smiling Maura to shop by herself. "I'll be waiting by pastry counter!"

A single tear rolled down the detective's cheek. "There's so many to choose from."

"We have a deal today ma'am. Ten donuts or fritters for $10 or you could get the box of a dozen with the choice to mix and match for $11.99."

"Thank you, I just need a moment to decide."

"Ok. Uhm, you want some Kleenex to go with your order?" The polite pastry man asked.

"No, no, I'll be fine."

When the man went to the back through the double doors Jane pulled out her phone and text Maura.

OMG! Guess what!? xJane

I don't guess. Why don't you just tell me :) xMaura

There's a great deal 10 for $10 donuts and fritters! This day couldn't get any better! Wait, maybe there's free beer! xJane

Hahaha I don't think they're giving away free beer. If they were you'd be the first to know and the first in line lol xMaura

True. But hurry up and get over here so we can pick something! xJane

Ok hold you're donkeys Jane. I'll be there in five minutes. I have to choose between the organic olive oil or the regular olive oil. xMaura

Horses. xJane

What? xMaura

Never mind lol bye see ya in five. xJane

Time ticked by and so did Maura's five minutes. "Is it really that hard to choose between olive oils?" She asked aloud

"No, not really, depends on what your making."

Jane spun around to see who had answered her rhetorical question. It was a familiar face but a name just didn't pop out at her like someone she had known for years would. "Do I know you?"

"Well in a way you do but we haven't met yet." Confidently reaching her hand towards Jane, the light blonde smiled and said "Its me A..." But she was cut short when the detective returned her gesture and exclaimed "Amanda!"

"Hi"

"Hi." They both looked down at their hands entwined together and quickly pulled apart "Sorry, this is just unexpected I had no clue you shopped here." Smooth one Rizzoli

"Actually it's my first time, I just thought I'd change my diet. Got a new job as a personal trainer at the north end." Amanda replied

"Oh that's cool. Didn't think anyone as pretty as yourself would willingly sweat." She didn't know why she was flirting already, it was just something she felt the urge to do.

Amanda blushed, red creeping up her chest to heat her ears. "Thank you. But it pays the bills. Gotta do what you gotta do you know?"

Jane smiled at her then stepped aside and presented the pastries to her new friend. "Thanks to my detective skills, I take it you came to the pastry section to get some pastries." a playful wink was exchanged. "So if you don't mind me asking, which ones do you think are the best?"

"Organic it is." Maura pulled out her phone and started a new text to her best friend.

I got the organic one. Do you still need help choosing the donuts? xMaura

After a couple of minutes with no reply, the doctor set off towards the goodie section where Jane said she would be. Once Maura rounded the corner she instantly spotted the detective. And she wasn't alone. She was chatting away. As far as Maura could tell this woman was laughing and smiling like she had known Jane for years. The medical examiner approached from behind and cleared her throat.

"You still need help Jane?" Simultaneously Jane and Amanda turned around face to face with the doctor.

"Oh hey Maur! No I don't Amanda helped me pick a few things for the dozen mix and match."

Amanda!

Everything around her stopped.

Time.

People.

How could she be so caught off guard. She should have known. The light blonde hair, gray blue eyes, tall but not as tall as Jane, pretty. All the descriptions Jane gave her were right in front of her but she was so wrapped up olive oil and spending time with Jane she completely forgot about the reason this whole 'joined at the hip' plan was put into action in the first place.

Pretty. This woman was gorgeous. Jane told her Amanda was pretty but she neglected to tell her just how pretty. She was a sight for sore eyes and polite. "Hi, I'm Amanda. You must be Dr. Maura Isles! Jane told me all about you and I've read your medical book! Very impressive doctor."

"Th...uhm...thank you. J-J-Jane told you all about m-me?" Maura stammered incredulously.

A smiling Jane proclaimed, "Oh course I did you're my best friend." Maura turned to face Amanda more and outstretched her hand as a greeting.

Time and everything else started to move again, but slowly. How could anyone not like this woman she was the epitome of girlfriend, the perfect recipe. Perfect teeth, perfect shape, perfect hair, not as perfect as the honey blonde's, but nonetheless perfect. There was not one flaw she could spot on the surface. Besides her nose, it was a hint lopsided. She had to admit to herself, she liked this woman.

For now.

AN: I'm sorry but cliffhanger! Did this chapter in 5 and a half hours. Partially due to throwing up and being sick. Once again I apologize for the delay. Should have another chapter up soon since after my surgery doctor's gonna have me on my back for a week!