Disclaimer: This is AU. I do not own any of the characters from Rizzoli and Isles.

Rating: M

Co-written with Kim!

THE MODEL

Chapter 01

The tall and slender Italian girl Jane Rizzoli got discovered on her way to school one day. She had been 16 around this time and had apparantly just the look a company was looking for.

First her Ma had been skeptic about it and had accompanied Jane to every single photoshoot but as she got older and was kind of known by some photographers, she went by herself.

Jane was a natural beauty with dark brown eyes and brunette hair. Her skin was flawless and had a nice olive tone. She was tall and had a well toned body. And more than that, she had a beautiful smile to die for. A natural beauty.

Three years later, Jane was nineteen, she still did some modeling jobs every now and then but not as many as she used to. She only did that to finance College as she wanted to become a lawyer or Doctor one day.

It was the day of her first shooting, and Jane drove to the address of her new modeling agency. She was dressed in a green simple dress and highheels, looking like a model. It was a beautiful sunny day and she had sunglasses on and her hair were up in a loose bun.

Maura was the nerdy type. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she wore brown glasses that hid her fair, but pretty soft features. She was average height with thicker hips and curves and full breasts.

She often felt very fat around the models, but she was hardly bad looking. She wore a grey t shirt and a pair of green khakis and brown boots. She was wealthy, but she didn't want anyone to know about it.

Maura looked up as Jane walked through the doors. That woman was tall, with legs that never seemed to end, a perfect torso and small breasts. She was the ideal beauty. Maura smiled at Jane.

"Good afternoon, Miss Rizzoli," she said with a nod and bright look.

Maura stepped back as the woman came toward her to allow her to pass into the makeup area. Maura trailed behind Jane.

"Is there anything I can get you?"

Jane pushed her sunglasses up into her hair and looked at Maura. The brunette smiled at the woman, her cute dimples showing, as she did so.

"Good afternoon. Um, a glass of water would be nice." She told the blonde and her smile got bigger as she studied the smaller girl with the glasses.

"And please do call me Jane...What's your name?" The brunette asked her friendly.

Hardly any model was as nice as Jane was. Most of them would act like Diva's and make Maura run ridiculous errands.

"Water, right away Jane," Maura said and moved over beyond the camera and makeup area to the small fridge.

She pulled out a bottle of water and the grabbed a glass. She was pouring it as she came back to Jane, smiling.

"Maura," she said to just about the nicest model she had ever seen in her life.

She had been working with Jane for a few months now and Jane often asked her name. She didn't blame her, the young woman did meet a lot of people.

"Here you go," she said, offering the woman the glass of water and then sitting the bottle down on the vanity that Jane stood in front of.

"Thank you." Jane said politely and drank a sip, studying the blonde girl some more.

"Maura, that is a nice name. How are you today?" Jane asked the girl.

She was unsure if she had seen her before. She met so many people that it was impossible to remember every face and every name. And if she'd only talk one sentence every few months with someone, Jane easily forgot that person.

Maura smiled politely and shook her head.

"I am very welll, Miss Jane," she said, moving around the small studio, getting things ready for the shoot.

She pulled over the rack with several outfits on it for Jane to try on and to wear during the shoot. She smiled at her.

"You see me often...but I know you can't remember everyone," she said sweetly.

Jane now set the glass of water down on the vanity as well and turned to watch Maura.

"Oh my apologies. I'll remember you next time, Maura, promise." The brunette said and smiled at her again, before she eyed the outfits on the rack.

"Do you wanna do my make up first or have me try on the outfits?" The brunette asked the blonde and placed her purse down on the ground.

"Oh no, I mean yes...before the makeup," Maura said, blinking a few times, to get her concentration back.

It was often that she lost it around the pretty models and she chided herself in silence before smiling at Jane.

"Ok this one first," she said, handing Jane a navy pair of suit pants and a vest.

"Alright." Jane took the sunglasses off her head and placed them on the vanity, before she took the first outfit.

She stepped behind the room-divider and stripped down, and changed into the first outfit. She stepped in front of it and looked at the blonde woman, stroking over the vest.

"What do you think, Maura?" She asked her and turned around her own axis slowly until she faced the blonde assistant again.

Maura held up her hands, smiling.

"Fits like a glove, but why am I not surprised. With a body like yours...everything does," she said moving up to the woman and touching her sides and smoothing things down.

She fixed the back of the vest and then unbuttoned the top most button before stepping back.

"It fits like a glove.."

Even as the blonde assistant had stepped back from her, she still could feel her warm hands against her sides, lingering. Jane smiled at her.

"Thanks, I guess. But you described it perfectly...it really does fit like a glove and I am afraid to take a deep breath." Jane chuckled a bit.

"I think I must have gained a bit." The Italian girl said.

"My god no," Maura said, alarmed at Jane, shaking her head.

She moved back to the woman and unbuttoned the bottom button.

"Is that any better," she asked, looking into Jane's perfect brown eyes.

Maura smiled and she was pretty. Her face round and her eyes lovely, hidden behind the brown glasses.

Jane gave a small nod.

"Yes thank you." She said and looked back into the assistant's eyes.

"But I seriously think I have gained. I just visited my mother a week ago...and she fed me well." The Italian girl said smiling .

"Mothers." She rolled her eyes playfully.

"Yes, mothers," Maura mirrored with a soft laugh.

Maura's laugh was sweet. Then she shook her head and patted Jane's shoulder.

"But seriously, you are beautiful Miss Jane...simply lovely. I don't think anything would look bad on you," she said, turning the woman around before nodding.

"Ok take it off and put on the grey dress..."

"Okay." Jane said and took the grey dress off the rack and moved behind the room-divider.

She undressed the first outift and put it back on the hanger, before she dressed the grey dress. Jane stepped in front of it.

"You have to help me with the zipper." The brunette said and turned around, so Maura would face Jane's naked back.

Maura moved quickly when Jane called for help and came out.

She smiled, "Sure Jane," she said and for a brief moment, she touched her back as she slowly zipped her up. Her fingertips stroking the full length of her back until she stopped at the end. Maura stepped back and nodded again.

"Very nice...If I don't say so myself."

Jane felt a shiver running through her body as she felt the light touch of her fingertips running up her back slowly while she zipped her up. The brunette smiled and looked down at herself.

"The dress is very beautiful. Simple but very nice." She said with a smile. "I think it would suit you too, Maura..."

"Oh no...first, I am not a size 0, which you very well are. Second, my breasts are far too big to fit even one shoulder strap over. And third...I am not a model. That is the most important factor in this scenario," she chuckled and shook her head.

Light curls swayed in the air. She stepped back and pulled out a red leather belt and put it around the woman.

"That makes it."

Jane listened to the blonde talk and then let her put the red leather belt around her. Jane was used to assistants touching her and helping her get dressed or fix the outfit, that was nothing new. But the way the blonde did it was so...different. Jane couldn't describe it. She smiled at the blonde again, her cute dimples showing.

„Though I think models should look like you, it's more realistic, don't you think? Look at me I hardly have any breasts and almost no hips. That's not how people look like. I don't know who classified that as beautiful." Jane said and looked at herself in the mirror, studying the dress and then her eyes wandered to Maura's.

Maura's own eyes widened and she shook her head.

"No, you discount how lovely you are. Jane...you have subtle hips and amble breasts. There is nothing wrong with that at all," she said, smiling and meeting Jane's eyes in the mirror. She smoothed the edge of the dress and then went to get a pair of red heels. She set them down before Jane.

"Thanks." Jane said as Maura set the heels in front of her and stepped into them.

Now Jane was way taller than Maura by one head. Jane looked in the mirror again, eying the whole outfit including the shoes.

"It's nice. I really love the red belt and heels…makes the outfit pop." Jane said.

"That is does," Maura replied smiling brightly into the mirror.

"I will suggest you make this one the last one. It will really make the whole photo shoot. Ok onto the green dress," she said, pulling the green short dress from the rack and handing it to Jane. Maura was petite and unlike Jane fully endowed, but she kept it hidden for the most part.

Jane stepped out of the heels and took the short green dress out of Maura's hands and walked with it behind the room-divider. She undressed the grey dress and then dressed the green short dress.

"Green's my favourite colour." Jane said as she stepped in front of the room-divider.

The color in Maura's eyes changed as Jane stepped out of from behind the divider in the short green dress. Jane was completely correct...green made her look soo irresistible. Maura silently brought herself back down and moved to grab a pair of black open toed sling shoes. She watched Jane in the mirror as she made her way back to her. Maura set down the black shoes and picked up the red ones.

"It is your color...yes."

Jane smiled at the blonde and stepped into the black shoes and looked at herself in the mirror again. She glanced over to Maura and studied her face for a while.

"You know, I think green would suit you very well as well... I think it would go well with your blonde hair and your hazel eyes…" The Italian girl said softly.

"Do you wanna try it on?"

"Oh, no no no," Maura said, shaking her head with her hands up toward Jane.

"I could hardly get one leg into that dress. Seriously," she said absently and turned around to get a pale yellow scarf.

She came back and put the scarf around Jane's angelic neck and tied it loosely. She smiled at the woman's reflection and her heart skipped a beat. What made Jane even more attractive was that she talked to her like she was a normal person...not a servant.

The Italian girl shook her head.

"I am sure you will fit in it. It's very stretchy and you are petite." She encouraged her and turned around to face her.

"Are you never curious how you'd look like in one of those nice dresses?" The brunette asked her and stepped out of the shoes.

Maura leaned down and picked up the discarded shoes.

"Not really," she said with a small smile.

She walked over and put the shoes under the cart and then walked over to take the scarf from around the woman's neck.

"I think they are nice, but certainly not me. I don't want to draw any attention to myself..."

"Why is that?" Jane questioned and walked behind the room-divider again to undress the green dress.

"You are very pretty, Maura. Honestly. You don't need to hide anything. You are petite, have nice breasts, nice hips, a nice face... I don't see why you wanna stay unnoticed." Jane said and hung the dress over the room-divider.

"With people like you around, who would notice me," she said under her breath and then cleared her throat.

"I, uh, just don't see the point in it, I guess," she said aloud to Jane. She pulled the dress from the divider and walked it back to the rack. She moved through a few things.

"Three should be enough to start...you tried the rest on yesterday," she said to Jane.

"Okay." Jane said and sighed behind the wall.

"I don't wanna sound mean but if you'd dress differently people would surely notice you." The brunette said and bit her lip.

"Um what outfit does the photographer want me to wear for the first shoot?" Jane asked.

"The green dress then the navy pants and vest, and the yellow sun dress, then the pale pink swim suit, and finally the grey dress," she said. Maura shrugged, shaking her head slightly.

"I would not take it as mean. I just want to do my job, I don't need people staring at me..."

"Okay I understand." Jane said.

"Um, do you wanna do my hair and make up first or re-dress the green dress?" Jane asked her behind the divider.

Maura nodded a silent thanks to Jane and walked back over to her as she wore the white robe around her toned figure.

"I can do your hair and make up and then help you back into the green dress," she said, ushering Jane to a near by chair.

"You need anything," she asked her as Jane sat down and Maura grabbed a few things from near by.

"No, still got my water." Jane said as she sat down and crossed her long legs. She undid her bun and put the hairband next to her sunglasses on the vanity.

"So is this your only job...or do you also still go to College or something?" Jane asked the blonde woman.

Maura brought some soft gel to the table and put some on her hands to run through Jane's hair.

"Yes, this is my only job. I carter to the models every wish," she said with a light chuckle. She smiled at Jane in the mirror.

"I normally find it rewarding when I am treated with respect..."

Jane watched Maura in the mirror and smiled at her.

"I bet most of the models treat you with respect, no? You are very nice." The brunette told her and took the glass of water again and drunk a sip.

Maura smiled tightly and looked down as Jane spoke about the other models. She swallowed and brought out a curling iron up and started curling the ends of Jane's hair.

"Umm no, not really, but that is ok really. A few are nice, so it makes things worth it..."

"I'm sorry, Maura." Jane said apologizing and kept watching her in the mirror.

"What about the model I am supposed to have a shoot with tomorrow? Is she a nice one?" The brunette asked her curious.

"Oh no, that she is not...very pushy and demanding. Nothing I ever do is right for her. It's almost like she thinks I really am at her beck and call and that I need to be," she said before she realized she said to much and silenced herself. Maura cleared her throat.

"But anyways...don't you worry about it. You just stay the way you are...ok?"

Jane screwed up her face lightly.

"Doesn't sound like a pleasant person to work with." The Italian girl pointed out.

"I hate it when models I work with are like that..." Jane said.

"Because the shoot will always take longer with models like that...because they are never happy how they look or whatever. Been there, done that a hundred thousand times already."

Maura shook her head and muttered her agreement to Jane's words. It was going to be a long day with that one. She blew out a sigh and continued to work on the woman's hair. Maura's touch was delicate and very detailed. She didn't miss and inch of Jane's hair. She was smiling and not paying attention to herself.

Jane staid silent and looked through a magazine that laid there. She yawned a bit.

"Excuse me. I've been up all night to study for my exam. I have it tomorrow. I knew I wouldn't have time to study today." Jane told the blonde and sighed.

Maura looked up and into the mirror, shrugging as Jane finally spoke.

"Oh? What are you studying to be? You have made it in this career for many many years..." she said absently and finished Jane's hair. She went to get the makeup. As she came back, she pulled up a stool in front of Jane slightly and sat down.

Jane turned and looked into Maura's eyes.

"Yeah but looks fade...I know that other 19 year old models don't think about it but I wanna be able to do something else in case no one wants me anymore." The brunette told her.

"Oh and I study to become an attorney."

"Impressive, Miss Jane," Maura said with a sweet smile and looked over Jane's.

"You are a two right?" She asked her as she pulled up the makeup. Maura ran a tongue over her lips as she started to do Jane's makeup.

She always made a cute face when she concentrated on her work, nipping on her lower lip from time to time. It was almost easy to see how pretty she could be without the glasses and slightly bagging clothing.

"Thanks, Maura." Jane said smiling and then shut up and held still while the blonde was doing her make up. She studied the blonde closely and had to smile every now and then about the face that Maura made. She was a very pleasant person to be around.

"How old are you, Maura?" Jane then asked her. She thought she looked around her own age and thought it was weird that she didn't study anything.

Maura paused and thought for a moment. Then she answered.

"Twenty three," she said and then continued with the foundation to Jane's makeup. Once that was done, she moved onto the color that would work with the first several outfits and started to apply it. Maura wasn't ashamed of who she was or her age, she just didn't want any extra attention brought her way.

"Yeah I would have guessed something like that." Jane said and smiled and then staid still again as the woman applied the colour on her lids. As she opened her eyes again, she looked at Maura and her smile got bigger, her dimpes showing again.

"May I?" Jane asked and reached out to Maura but stopped before she would touch her.

Maura's hand was in the air applying the makeup to Jane's cheeks as Jane smiled and opened her eyes. Maura blinked and dropped her hand slowly.

"I-umm, sure," she said to Jane and stared at Jane's face, swallowing lightly.

Jane gently brought her hands to Maura's glasses and took them off, placing them on the vanity. Then she reached behind Maura's head and opened her ponytail. Jane ruffled her blonde hair a bit and stroke through them with her fingers as comb.

Then Jane took the brush out of Maura's hand and applied the rouge on her cheeks. Jane handed the blonde the brush back and smiled.

"Beautiful." She turned Maura's chair a bit so she could look at herself in the mirror.

Maura forced herself to remain calm. Jane's touch was so gentle, so close that she could barely stand it. She swallowed lightly and watched Jane's face as she removed her glass, ran fingers through her hair and then applied blush to her cheeks. Now she stared at herself in the mirror and Jane looked at her image as well. Maura smiled just a little. She wasn't bad, but the goddess was right behind her.

"It's not bad," she said with a sweet smile.

"It's beautiful, Maura." Jane said and smiled at Maura's reflection.

"Of course I am no make up artist and are able to apply great make up...but you can do it. Then you should wear something green...and you'll be breathtaking. I can see that." Jane said and took the glasses from the vanity and put them back on. "Miss Maura."

Jane saw Maura shake her head slightly and shy away as her glasses were put back on. Maura stood and gathered things up and set them aside for later use when she would need them during the shoot.

"You are right, no one can do my job as good as I can," she said with a wink.

Jane smiled at her and handed her, her hairband back.

"Exactly." The brunette said and got up. She took the green dress and changed into it again and then slipped into the shoes. She took a deep breath.

"Okay...I think I am ready." Jane said.

"Wow," Maura mouthed.

Seeing the models all dolled up was always her favorite part, but this one...Jane, looked just about the prettiest she had ever seen one. She cleared her throat and walked over with the yellow scarf and put it around Jane's neck. Soon, the people started to arrive and Maura stepped back out of the way as the photographer started to position Jane and the lighting was set up as well as any fans that were needed to blow the dark mane of hair around.

Jane was posing and following the photographer's instructions. She wasn't an amateur she knew how to play with the camera and what photographers expected of her. The whole shoot took almost 8 hours where Jane changed into different outfits. As the last photo was taken, she hugged the photographer goodbye and walked over to Maura.

"God I am spent." She told the blonde.

Maura had watched Jane throughout the shoot and helped with needed makeup touch ups and outfit changes. She was breathtaking and Maura sighed inwardly. She was hanging things up as Jane stepped up near her. Maura turned around, smiling. She was tired too.

"Really? I thought you were just getting started," she teased and motioned for Jane to step out of the shoes.

Jane stepped out of her shoes.

"Funny. I need sleep. I shouldn't have pulled an all-nighter last night." Jane said and yawned.

"I thought it was funny," she said lightly and then nodded at Jane.

"Thank you, Maura, for the work you did today." Jane said and smiled at her, placing a hand on her shoulder briefly before she walked behind the divider and stripped down.

"No one needs to pull an all nighter...ever. Not good for the body," she said, smiled and watched as Jane moved away from her and back behind the divider. Maura looked at the shoulder that Jane touched and then touched it with her own hand.

Jane changed into her summer dress. She walked to the vanity, got her sunglasses and picked up her purse from the ground.

As Jane came out again, Maura was finishing putting the makeup and hair styling tools away.

"I see you tomorrow, Maura. Take care." Jane said with a smile and finished the last sip of water from her glass. She placed her sunglasses back in her hair and placed the straps of her purse on her shoulders.

Maura watched after Jane and sighed silently. Jane was simply a beauty. She smiled and nodded back to Jane.

"Sure thing..." she said after her and then went back to work finishing her clean up. A few other people were around working, but Maura was mostly alone.

TBC

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