You'll Never Walk Alone

by Typhoon73

Sequel of The List. This is about Jane's and Maura's twenty-two years old daughter Elizabeth aka Liz Rizzoli-Isles. They are going with her through her first years as a police officer and experience their daughter's first true love. It isn't that easy for the married couple, especially not for Jane.

2. Chapter 2

Hey, guys. Thank you for you reading this story, following, favorite and reviewing. I hope that you will like this chapter as well.

Enjoy.

T73.

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Jane stomps down the stairs and throws her unruly, graying hair back as she enters the kitchen and turns away as soon as she spots her daughter in only a sports bra and a yoga pants, pouring a glass of orange juice. "God," she groans loudly. "I love that you still live in our house, put an shirt on, kid."

Liz turns to her mother and furls her eyebrows. "Why?"

"Because …" Jane replies and shrugs. "Because!"

"Because I'm your daughter?"

Jane exhales loudly through her mouth. "Because I still remember how you looked like when we said hello for the very first time." She replies and opens the door of the fridge. "And I still remember your first steps."

"Ma," the younger woman chuckles and shakes her head.

Jane chuckles herself because she realizes that she sounds like her own mother. "I know, I know. I'm being nostalgic." She furrows her brows. "You're going down to the gym?"

"I was for a run." Liz answers and smirks. She knows what her Ma is going to say next.

"I'm sure the guys eyes popped out of their heads." She grumbles and chuckles as Liz rolls her eyes. "What? Can't I be proud to have a beautiful daughter?"

"Where is Mom?" Liz is dodging the question.

Jane smirks and pours herself a cup of coffee. "In our bathroom. You know how she is."

Liz sits down on the kitchen island and furrows her brows. "Mama, can I ask you a question?"

The older woman listens attentively as soon as her daughter calls her Mama. "Of course you can."

"Why do you refuse to promote to Lieutenant?" Liz asks as she prepares her daily muesli, something she definitely inherited from Maura.

Jane sighs and puts an pan on the stove. "I make real breakfast."

"Don't dodge my question?" Liz says and smiles.

Jane clicks her tongue and leans with her hip against the island. She might got older, but she didn't lose her authoritative appearance. "Alright, I tell you. I am not made for bureaucracy or a desk job. I started where you are, Liz. I worked my way up in a men's world and I earned their respect. Can you imagine me soft-soap with the Governor? Or just sitting behind a desk."

Liz chokes on her muesli and shakes her head. "No." She snickers and grabs her bowl, walking towards the stairs.

Maura meets Liz at the stairs and smiles broadly. "Are you going to down to the gym?"

"Yap," Liz answers and kisses Maura's cheek. "Morning, Mom."

Maura smiles broadly and shakes her head. "Good morning, honey." She says and looks at her smirking wife. "And, Liz, don't leave your bowl downstairs again."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." The younger woman grumbles as she makes her way to the stairs.

The ME rolls her eyes and looks up at the Italian. "Good morning."

"Morning," Jane replies and shakes her head with a smile.

Maura wraps her arms around her wife's middle and sighs. "What is it?"

Jane heaves a sigh and turns in her wife's arms. "I think we did a good job. You did a good job."

The doctor takes a deep breath and pours herself a cup of coffee. "She reminds me so much of you."

"I hope in a good way."

"In all ways."

Jane narrows her eyes and shrugs. "I don't know if that's such a good thing."

Maura laughs and sips her coffee. "It is, Jane. If you wouldn't be the way you are anymore, I doubt that we still would be married."

Jane smiles to herself and nods slowly. Then, she glances at Maura and frowns. "Do you regret that we decided the have only one child?"

Maura doesn't answer right away and frowns, then she nods once. "Sometimes I really did. Especially when Elizabeth had solitary phase. Back then I thought that she would turn out like I did in my childhood, and that it probably would've been better if she has a brother or sister. Do you regret it?"

"Well," Jane starts and shrugs. "I grew up with two brothers and I had a big family always around me."

"It hadn't changed that much, had it?"

"No," the Sergeant laughs into her mug. All of them might have grown older, but they never have grown apart. She looks at the graying blonde and tilts her head to the side.

Maura furls her eyebrows and looks down at herself. "What?"

"I don't know how you do that, but you're still as beautiful as on the first day I laid my eyes on you."

"Thank you." Maura says with a broad smile and walks over to the taller woman, wrapping her arms around Jane's neck. "You're not so bad yourself."

"Thank you, I think." Jane replies and bends her head to kiss her wife.

"Does that ever stop?" Their daughter asks as she reenters the kitchen and put three bowls in the sink.

"No." The married couple says in unison and chuckle as Liz rolls her eyes.

The younger version of Jane smiles broadly and shakes her head. "I'll get ready and then we're good to go."

Jane steps away from the ME and furls her brows as she looks after her daughter. "Who says that we'll give you a ride to the precinct?"

"I do," Liz replies and takes two steps at a time.

Maura chuckles amused and sips her coffee.

Jane still stares at the stairway and blinks a couple of times. "We'll be gone in ten." She calls out loud.

"I'll be down in five."

"Unbelievable." The Italian laughs and looks at the laughing blonde.

"I told you that she reminds me of you." Maura retorts and shrugs.

Jane growls low and huffs.

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Liz is rolling her eyes in good Rizzoli manner and her Ma is doing the same. "Mom, I am only going to work. Actually, I am at work."

"Just like me," the older Rizzoli says as her wife starts to let her hands roam over her shoulders. "Maura, it is not the first time that we're going to work."

The ME sighs heavily and nods. "I know, but that doesn't mean that I have to stop being worried. I mean, I know what the two of you are willing to do to bring a suspect down."

"Mom, it was just a broken finger," Liz objects with a shrug.

"And a dislocated shoulder." Jane adds and smiles a little.

"The two of you chased the same guy. "Maura retorts and looked at the two brunette's. "You are still my daughter, aren't you?" She asks in an authoritative tone.

Liz lowers her head a little. "Yes, Ma'am."

Maura scowls at the other Rizzoli. "And you are still my wife, aren't you?"

Jane nods approvingly and holds the blonde's gaze. "As far as I know."

"All right, that gives me any right to worry about your well-being, because I am the who has to nurse you if you break a finger of put your shoulder out of joint."

"You didn't nurse me when my finger was broken." Liz laughs with faked amusement.

"Oh, no?" Maura counter and crosses her arms over her chest. "You were laying on the couch and whined that you rather be shot, because you couldn't take the pain."

That sentence wipes the grin off Liz' face and she blushes. "That is so not true."

Maura turns to her wife and raises her brows. "And you laid on the other couch, passed out from the painkillers you took."

Jane sighs heavily and nods once. "That is true."

The doctor looks satisfied at the two and huffs. "Any other objections?"

"No." Liz grumbles and Jane shakes her head.

The blonde kisses the cheek of her daughter and frowns. "Take care of yourself when you out on the streets." She orders and kisses the lips of her wife. "The same for you."

"I am just glad that she do the check-up in her office instead the entrance hall where everyone sees us." Liz is whispering.

"Mm-hm," Jane agrees and fist bump with her daughter.

Maura huffs and rolls her eyes before she takes her lab coat from the hook and makes her way to the lab.

Jane is punching the button of the elevator with her thumb and furrows her eyebrows. "You wanna come upstairs and see if we have something?"

Liz is pursing her lips and looks up at the display, taking a deep breath. "If I remember right you said that you are not supporting nepotism."

"I am not," Jane states and furrows her eyebrows. "I said we, and with that I mean every single detective in Homicide, all right?"

Liz huffs and makes a face. "I am not working with Richardson, he is a horndog and he always stares at my ass."

I'm gonna kill Richardson, Jane thinks to herself and snorts.

"I'm a big girl, Ma." The younger Rizzoli says with a wryly smile and enters the elevator.

Jane sighs heavily and enters the elevator too. She clears her throat and licks her lips. "So, um, is there someone special in your life?"

"Aren't you and Mom enough anymore?"

"You know what I mean, kid. A young man, woman."

Liz looks long at her mother and smiles. "As proud as I am to call you and Mom my parents, but I am not into women."

Jane nods slowly and frowns. "Okay."

"Is it a problem for you that I am straight?" Liz asks and smirks nervously.

Jane snorts again and furls her brows. "Why are you asking me that?"

"Well, uh. You only dated women and -"

"Your mother dated men before we became a couple." Jane cuts her off.

Liz nods approvingly and frowns. "Right."

Jane takes a deep breath and turns her whole body to the officer. "Listen, Elizabeth. I don't care if you date men or women. The only thing that matters to me is that you are happy with whoever you decide to be together. Unless he is such a dickhead like John Reeves."

Liz rolls her eyes and chuckles. "You'll always hold that against me, don't you?"

"He committed a car theft, drugged." The Sergeant says with big eyes. "So, yes. I am just glad that your mother forbid that you go his party when you were sixteen."

"God, you really can be a pain in the ass." Liz whispers under her breath.

"That's my job, girl." Jane replies and bumps her shoulder into her daughter's.

Liz releases her breath as the door opens on the third floor and is in no time out of the elevator. She can't see the evil grin of her mother and marches through the hallway.

The building itself hasn't changing that much. It got a couple of new paintings, new desks and chairs reorganized every now and then.

She stops abruptly as shed sees a young man standing at her mother's desk and it feels like the bullpen is way too warm.

He is a little older than Liz, has light brown hair combed back, and blue eyes. He is of average height, athletic, and is dressed in a dark blue suit.

Jane bumps into her daughter and groans. "What the hell, Lizzy? What's wrong?"

The young woman swallows hard and blinks a couple of times. "Uh, nothing. I just thought that I left my phone in the car."

"Uh-huh." Jane says skeptically and walks to her desk. She pulls her head back as she sees the young man and furls her brows. "And what can I do for you?"

Frankie comes to her and hands his sister a file. "This is Detective William Hanley, the new member of Homicide."

"Detective, huh?" Jane says suspiciously and opens the folder. "When did you graduate? Yesterday?"

"Three hears ago, to be exact." Hanley answers and clenches his teeth. He looks briefly at Liz and lifts his chin a little.

"You must have some damn fine contacts if you join Homicide after just three years." She mumbles and Frankie chuckles.

"With all due respect, Sergeant, but I worked my butt off to get this job." He replies and frowns.

"Yeah, I can see that." Jane says a little impressed. "You were top of your class. "She pauses and looks at him. "You seriously ran into a burning house to save a baby when you still wore uniform?"

He raises an shoulder. "I was just doing my job."

"Well," the older woman says with a sigh and closes the file again. "that all sounds good. Let's see how you're doing in Homicide. You already met Detective Frank Rizzoli?"

He nods and takes a deep breath. "Yes, I did."

She looks at her only daughter and arches an eyebrow as she catches the strange look of Liz. "I have no idea who this officer is, of why she is standing here."

Liz comes out of her haze and glares at Jane. She holds her hand out and scoffs as Hanley starts to shake it. "Ignore that. Elizabeth Rizzoli-Isles."

"Another Rizzoli." He says with a sympathetic smile. "Quite a family business." He clears his throat as her eyes went slightly bigger. "No offense, Sergeant."

"None taken." Jane replies and scrutinizes Liz closely. She can tell that something is off.

Liz licks her lips and frowns as she looks at her mother. "Uh, do you need me, Sergeant?"

Jane furls her brows and gives Liz a another file. "No, but you can take a look at this case. We're interrogating in one and a half hour. Unless you have to go out on patrol."

God, I hope that operations is calling me to a car accident or shop theft, Liz thinks and is about to go to a table as she indeed gets a radio message and she praises heaven for that.

She gives the file back and smiles apologetically. "Sorry, maybe next time."

"Yeah," Jane says slowly and gives her brother a side glance. "Maybe next time."

Frankie smirks and looks down at his notes.

She looks at the new detective and furrows her eyebrows. "You wanna get familiar with this case?"

Hanley gets up from his desk chair and nods vehemently. "Yeah, of course."

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Maura is sitting at her desk and typing a report when Jane enters her office. She doesn't have to look up, she knows by heart who is coming down at the time of day. "Did the victim's brother confess?"

"Yeah," Jane replies and flops down on a armchair. "it was the same old story. Brian's wife had an affair with his brother, and he wanted to confront Jason with it. Their fight escalated and stabbed Janson." She pauses and crosses her arms over her chest. "I think our daughter has a boyfriend." She arches an brow as her wife stops typing. "Do you know something about it, Maura?"

Maura takes a deep breath and licks her lips. "Elizabeth didn't talk to me about it, if that's what you mean."

"That's exactly what I mean. What do you know?"

The doctor gets up to her feet to get herself a bottle of water. "For the most part, I know nothing. I just -" She trails off and looks at the Italian.

"You just what?"

"There was a t-shirt for a man in her dirty clothes when I did the laundry. I think she put it accidentally in the pile."

"And why didn't you tell about it?" Jane asks louder and some heads of Maura's employees turn in their direction.

Maura huffs and closes the office door. "Because I knew that you would react exactly like you do right now." She hisses and frowns. "Liz isn't six anymore, Jane. We both knew that this day would come."

"Yeah, I just didn't thought that our baby girl would have sex next door to our room." Jane says and runs an hand through her hair. "I don't know how you can stay so calm."

"I am not." Maura says and steps into her wife's personal space, placing her hands on Jane's shoulder. "I am scared that our daughter … I am scared because she grew up so fast. And I know that you are scared just as much as I am."

"Yesterday, she was still a toddler." Jane says with a pout.

Maura chuckles and kisses the Italian's lips. "I know."

Jane takes a deep breath and frowns again. "Now I know how Ma must have felt like when we were in Liz' age."

Maura laughs amused and kisses Jane again.

"And I was hoping that I would never turn into my mother." The Sergeant sighs and her shoulders slump.

The blonde chuckles and walks back to her desk.