It was hell of a first day to arrive at Boston Medical. It was 3 PM, and I wasn't even halfway through my shift. I already treated an accident victim, a woman who cut herself on a broken glass cup, got my nose broken by a very paranoid young man that was high, and had a patient that lost his clothes and had no idea where he was at. It was crystal clear that today was going to be a very long day.
The young man that was high was beyond paranoid. He kept going on about a group of men in all black that were going to find him and take him to some secret sanctum in this spacecraft of some sort. I tried to calm him down and when I placed my hand on his shoulder, he started shouting "YOU'RE ONE OF THEM. DOCTOR, NURSE SOMEONE HELP ME! THE MEN ARE HERE TO TAKE ME!" Then he shoved me and successfully broke my nose with his foot. How that happened,I have not one clue, but it did.
Dr. Isles had ran into the room as soon as she heard me yell when the stoner decided to break my damn nose. Dr. Isles made her way over to me and put her hand on my left cheek, and moved my head to the side and looked at it. She confirmed it was broken and had offered to fix it. I was hesitant to agree with her offer, because I didn't know if I would be able to control myself around her. She was so beautiful, with her honey blonde hair that falls just past her shoulders and her eyes.
Good god I'm staring again. She is going to be creeped out by me pretty soon.
She gives me a questioning look and I realize I still haven't answered her question about my nose.
I told her that I would be fine but she insisted that I go back with her to her office so she could set it back in its place. She lead me down the hall to her office and lifted me onto her desk. My breathing hitched when I realized how close she was. Her soft, delicate hands were on my jawline. Her touching me was making me blush.
What the hell, Rizzoli, calm down! She is just fixing your nose, not working between your le—
"Oh fuck!" I yelled in pain when she set my nose back. She said it would hurt a little... Yeah, a little my ass.
Did she just yelled at me for my languge? I hope she knows what she has gotten herself into. Jane sailor-mouth Rizzoli.
I didn't realize it, but my hands made their way down to her hips. She has great hips, let me tell you that.
I looked up just as she noticed where my hands were. We made eye contact and I'm sure I got lost in her hazel eyes. I should make a move. Come on, Rizzoli, do that romantic, cheesy thing every guy does in those chic flicks. Just grab her and kiss her, kiss the crap out of—
"Dr. Isles," I heard a voice as her office door opened. I jumped, moved my hands away, and turned around to look anywhere but at him. "Charlie is awake," Joel Goran said. And just like that Maura was gone.
Great, Jane, now she probably won't even engage in a conversation with you unless it is necessary. She was examining Charlie and his fiance came out and made her way to the elevators. I was glad Charlie was going to be okay, for Alex's sake. I know what it is like to lose someone you love.
My fiance had actually passed away in a car accident about a year ago. Her name was Tara, Tara Stefani Caldwell. We had been together for almost three years and I asked her to marry me at the ice rink we met at. I remember that day like it was yesterday. We were inseperable and I was head-over-heels for her.
It was a month or two before the wedding and we were on our way home from our favorite restaraunt. I was about to turn on Bloomfield Ave when a car hit us from the right. She was... she was killed instantly due to the impact and where the car struck. The driver turned out to be drunk and I swear if I wasnt held back, I would have strangled him then and there. He killed her. My one and only.
I still havent quite got over it. I never even really looked at another woman since. Sure there have been a couple one night stands here and there, but I always felt like shit the next day. I just couldn't get over Tara. I know she would have wanted me to move on and find someone that would love me and treat me right, but I just never found that person.
That is until I met Maura. I know I just met the woman, but something about her intrigues me. She is a beauty, and I noticed she does this thing where she blabbs on in this google mouth language. It is really nerdy but insanely cute, and I like it. Maybe this is me finally coming to terms with Tara being gone and trying to start something with Maura.