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The first time Jane had met Maura she thought she was absolutely beautiful and brilliant. The buried deep poet in her compared her to the north star. Most of the detectives complained about how she was so exact and tended to go off on lectures on trivial stuff. Jane loved to hear her speak.
Maura's 'google talk' was just a quirk of Maura's very quirky personality. Even if it did happen at bad times. Jane would just stop her or tone her out. There were times however when those rants shocked the hell out of her. Maura really didn't have a filter sometimes. She even went off on a rant about BDSM during a case that involved the life style. It was very informative but still shock Jane.
Maura was a strange but wonderful woman. Jane didn't know her to well outside of work. The way she did her job told Jane all she needed to know. She was born rich but she doesn't flash it around like most of Boston's elite. She was a good person. So even considering that someone, who was suppose to love her, could hurt her or treat her badly was awful.
Jane and Korsak decided to let it go for now and just keep an eye on Maura. Jane started to spend more time with the ME. They were developing a friendship. They went to lunch together most days and Jane often escaped to the morgue. Jane hadn't noticed any more bruises or phone calls.
"So, another week, another bad guy," Jane said, taking the stool across Maura's desk. Maura nodded. "I was wondering if you'd consider going with me to the Dirty Robber tonight."
"I'd like that. I hoped you would not be put off by my behavior last week."
"Yeah, what was that about? If I may ask." Maura nodded.
"Garret was having a rough week. He can get a little over protective. It upsets me but he always makes it up to me."
"Like buying you a new Lexus," Jane offered. Maura shrugged.
"He knows me very well."
"I guess all guys can be as...sah...over bearing," Maura smiled at Jane's self-correction. "So can I. Just ask Frankie. I drive him crazy some days being all big sister. He can too. He thinks since he's the brother he should protect me. I think he forgets I can still put his face in the dirt." The two women laughed.
"Its part of the male psyche. They are the protectors. The aggressors. You also see the trait in the more masculine lesbians." It took a second for Maura's words to register. "Oh...I didn't mean to imply that you were lesbian, Jane. I mean...its okay if you are. That wouldn't change me wanting to be your friend." Jane held up her hand.
"Its okay. I know you didn't mean anything bad by saying that. You were just stating a fact. I get it." Maura gave her the sweetest smile Jane had ever seen.
"You're the first person besides my father to get that about me." Jane smiled.
"What about Garret?" Maura looked down for a second.
"He can forget or I say something at the wrong time and it upsets him. I try to control it around people."
"But not me?" Maura blushed.
"To be honest I've never had a friend like you. I don't feel like I have to hide from you." Jane took Maura's hand, squeezing her hand gently.
"You don't."
"You don't think I'm a little odd?"
"Of course not." Maura smiled. "You are totally weird. I just like you that way." Maura playfully slapped her arm. Jane pulled back in mock hurt. "So mean," she said. Maura just shook her head. They laughed for a few minutes. Jane's phone went off. She checked the text message. "Crap. I have to go. Korsak and Frost have lost a file. I'll see you later." Maura watched Jane leave the morgue. She couldn't help but feel so warm in Jane's presence. She seemed to truly care for her. Her partners were also warming up to her. The first time she met Jane she knew she would be a wonder to work with. She was beautiful, smart, savvy, and a gifted detective. She was also proving to be a good friend.
The day finally ended and Jane went down stairs to get Maura. She walked up and saw Maura was on the phone. She looked upset. Jane waited until she hung up to go into the morgue.
"Hey," she said as she opened the door. "You okay?" Maura had her back to her as she shook her head. Jane walked over to her and gently turned her so she could see her face. Tears were running down her cheeks.
"Hey, what's wrong? Did something happen?" Maura started to wipe at her tears. Jane stilled her hands by taking them in her hands. "Maura, its okay. You can tell me." Maura sighed.
"Garret is going to Milan again this weekend."
"And that's bad?"
"No. It's just...our anniversary is Sunday. I had the whole day planned. He knew that." Fresh tears began to fall. "And he said it's not that important. He'll make it up to me next weekend. I spent months planning Sunday, Jane. And most of it is non-refundable. I can't change the dates or anything." Jane pulled Maura into a hug. She felt bad for her and she wanted to kick Garret's ass, again. He may not be physically hurting Maura but the mental damage was pretty rough.
"Hey," Jane said after a few minutes. "How about instead of going to the Robber, we go back to my place. We can order take out and watch some movies. Maybe even get your favorite treat to help you feel better. I'll even let you pick the first movie." Maura pulled back to look at Jane.
"You don't have to do that," she said. Jane gave her her best smile.
"I know. But we're friends. We are there for each other." Maura smiled through her teary eyes. Jane reached up and gently wiped the tears away with her thumbs. Their eyes met and for a second the world disappeared for both women. Both felt a pull toward each other. Maura's eyes fell to Jane's lips. The feelings that washed over her scared and excited her at the same time. The moment was shattered when Maura's phone went off again. Maura moved to answer the phone while Jane walked over to the sink. She needed a minute.
"Hello, mother," Maura said. "No we won't. Garret has business in Milan this weekend. Mother, please. He wouldn't have canceled if it wasn't important. I'll come of course. I'm not busy. I made sure I'd be off. I'd love to go shopping with you. Yes, mother. I love you too. See you Sunday." Maura hung up the phone. She turned back to Jane smiling. "That was my mother."
"Is she upset?"
"A little. My father never forgot an anniversary or birthday. He always sent me a present when I went to school in Paris." She smiled fondly.
"I think I know another thing we have in common."
"What's that?"
"We're both Daddy's girl." Maura nodded with a big smile that Jane shared. "Come on. Lets head out. We'll pick up some take out on the way to my place." Jane threw her arm around Maura's shoulders. "I may even have some wine that you'd like." Maura grabbed her bag and turned the lights out as they left.
The pair picked up some Thai on the way to Jane's apartment. Jane was getting stuff out of the kitchen as Maura looked through her dvd collection.
"You have a lot of cop movies," Maura called out. Jane laughed.
"Imagine that," she called back.
"Is this Die Hard any good," Maura asked. Jane froze, looking over at the woman.
"Really," Jane asked. Maura stood up holding the dvd, reading the back. "Its one of the best cop movies ever. We are so watching that one now." Maura laughed at Jane's enthusiasm. "Now come eat."
"I met Bruce once. He is a very lovely man."
"You've met Bruce Willis," Jane asked. Maura nodded as she used her fork to get the rice on her plate. "Wow. I am so jealous of you now. He was like my super hero growing up. Him and Wonder Woman." Maura laughed.
"I always loved Wonder Woman. They mythology was very impressive."
"Wow. I didn't know rich kids read comic books." Jane laughed. Maura smiled.
"Comics are very big in Paris and most of Europe. My roommate introduced me when I was 13." Jane shrugged. She took a big bite of her noodles. "Maura talked a little more about her days at boarding school in Paris. "Where did you attend school," Maura asked as they were cleaning up.
"St. Mary's in South Boston. It's a catholic school. We had nuns and everything. Sister Anne liked to smack me in the head with her rosary hand when she caught me talking in class."
"But its such a strict environment. How do you flourish?"
"Hey, I flourished just fine. I was never ans artsy kid. Though my mother liked to say I was such a talented artist of writer. I barely passed art or english. I did love reading though. I ate up the Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew as a kid. Then more adult crime novels as I got older." Maura smiled.
"So you always wanted to be a detective?"
"Absolutely. Did you always want to cut open dead people?" Maura blushed as she sat down on the couch. "Oh my god, you did." Jane chuckled as she put in the dvd.
"I was just never good with people. The dead can't hurt me. They can't make fun of me or take anything away from me." Jane frowned. She sat down next to Maura.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know."
"No one really does. I spent a lot of time alone as a kid. My parents traveled a lot and our family isn't really that close. My cousins never liked me. Especially after they found out I was adopted. They said I wasn't really an Isles."
"Hey, your parents love you right?" Maura nodded. "Then you're an Isles. I have two cousins who are adopted and I have never thought of them as anything but family. So lets forget about all the assholes, and that is an expectable use, and watch the movie." Jane turned to start the movie. Maura relaxed, sipping her wine. They watched the movie. Maura found in interesting. Though she did find herself hoping Jane or herself would never have to face such odds or disaster. She also forgot all about her weekend plans being ruined.
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