I do have to apologize, yes, I do. I thought I had a clear line when I started this story, but it turns out that my brain tricked me. That's why I ha to say had to change almost everything, title, cover, summary. Well everything. For those who started from the beginning and hoped for a great mystery, and leave now. I do understand. For those who come and read, or stay with me, THANK YOU. For those who doesn't like William Hanley The story isn't over.

Anyway, enjoy.

T73.

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The next morning, Liz is dressed in a tank top and sweats and is about to leave her room to get something to eat. She looks at the sleeping man in her bed and has to smile a little. She stops dead when she hears him mumble something unintelligible and frowns. "Keep on sleeping." She whispers.

Hanley sighs and turns on his side. "Where are you going?" He looks at her alarm and groans. "Jesus, it's just 5.30. You don't have to work."

"I am going downstairs and get something to eat." She replies and shifts her weight from one foot to the other.

"How on earth can you keep that figure?" He asks and props himself up on his elbow.

"You did see my parents, didn't you?" Liz asks smirking and crosses her arms over her chest.

"I did, one or two times."

"Don't be a prick."

"What, now I am a prick?" He laughs and sighs as she smiles. "I have to ask you something."

"Go ahead."

"You have to come closer, I don't wanna wake everyone up."

She rolls her eyes and walks back to her bed. "What do you wanna ask?" She's gasping in surprise as grabs her at the wrist and pulls her back into the bed, hovering over her.

He is grinning mischievously down at her. "I know a lot of things we can do, and none of them are including sleeping."

"My parents are upstairs." She whispers but her eyes are dropping to his lips.

Hanley shrugs unimpressed. "So? Didn't matter to you the last times."

Liz raises her eyebrows high. "You do know that I can push you off easily, right?"

"No, you can't." He says with a smile and furrows his eyebrows "And it would be the first time that you do that."

Liz laughing amused, but then she becomes serious again as Hanley is looking at her like at the night they were together for the first time.

She had walked with him to his apartment house after they had joined some friends at a fair. He had told her that it is not necessary and that he should be the one who walk her home.

Liz simple replied, I can take care of myself. I have to make sure that you don't trip and break your neck, Bonnie.

They had laughed and threw out a joke after another until they reached his apartment.

He had stepped closer and felt brave enough to kiss her for a second as she didn't back away. When he felt that she wanted it too and asked her if she wanton come into his apartment.

That's how it started.

Liz smiles as he kisses her gently and runs her hands over his. "When did you start to fall in love with me?" She whispers now.

Hanley takes a deep breath and frowns. "The second I saw you for the first time."

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"Yeah, that would have been great. Hey, I am Will Hanley and you are gorgeous. I think I love you. Yap, sounds good."

Liz is rolling her eyes and swats his arm. "That's not what I meant. Why didn't you say anything after we got involved?"

He snorts with a smile. "So you could run earlier?"

"Now, you're an ass."

"No, I am right. You don't handle it very well when it comes to feelings. And I don't know why."

Liz sighs heavily and shrugs with a slight frown. She isn't really sure about that either. "I am really starving right now."

He knows better then to push her more and rolls off of her.

She sighs loudly and turns on her right side. "Now you are mad."

Hanley shakes his head and runs a hand through his hair. "No, I am not, Liz."

Liz looks long at him and places and hand on his stomach. "You might now me well, but you are like an open book to me too. And I can see that you are mad."

Hanley frowns deeply and turns his head to her. "I am confused, but I am not mad. And I am tired."

She smiles broadly and kisses him again. "Go back to sleep, I'll be in the kitchen."

He nods and pulls the cover back over his body.

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Liz takes a deep breath as she and Frankie enters the apartment of Pauline Gordon and pull a pair of gloves on. "And for what exactly are we looking?"

Frankie is furling his eyebrows and looks around in the one-room apartment. "Everything that is catching your eye. Logbook, notebook, laptop. Things that can tell us what she has been doing the last days of her life."

She opens a cupboard and coughs roughly. "Do dead rats count too?"

Frankie looks up as he opens a drawer of a sideboard and laughs heartily. "Since when is it dead?"

"A week or two."

"That's disgusting but not a key evidence." He laughs and looks through the drawer. Every time when he looks at his niece he is reminded of his older sister. "You do look like Jane, you know."

"I do hear that a lot," she replies and walks over to the sleeper. "Especially at BPD."

"Well, you are a pretty good mix of her and Maura." He says and takes a notebook out of the drawer. "You have the look of Jane and are a walking encyclopedia just like Maura. It's like took their best characteristics and made you."

"Ma is smart too, you know." She replies and furrows her eyebrows before she opens the drawer of something that was used as a nightstand.

"She is foxy," He chuckles and his head snaps up. "I mean … I mean -"

"I got it." Liz chuckles and drops to her knees and risks a look under the sleeper. "I always thought that it would be a burden to be Jane Rizzoli's and Maura Isles' child. Especially being named Elizabeth Rizzoli-Isles."

If you could choose a name, what would it be?" He asks as he thumbs through the notes.

Liz looks up and frowns, smiling moony. "Dirty Harry."

Frankie chuckles for a second and sighs. "Is it a burden? Having two names like that?"

"It was when I was younger." She says and holds a laptop in her hand. "When I wasn't able to see who are false cognates and who had my back. But now I am embarrassing it. I know who my friends and they respect me for who I am, and not because of my mothers. Now I know whom I can trust."

Frankie walks to her and opens the lid. "And do you trust Will?"

Liz licks her lips and opens the lid of the device. "I know that he is with me because he likes me and not my name or money, if that's your real question." She says and her shoulders slump as the device stays dead. "And I like him too. A lot."

Frankie sighs heavily and looks long at the younger woman. "I shouldn't say anything, but brass wants to transfer him already."

Liz her head to him and she stares blankly at her uncle. "To what unit?"

"Still Homicide, but in Detroit."

Liz can feel how the color drains from her face and her heart drops. "What?"

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Hanley is standing with Chas in the Café and is having a nice chat as a furious Liz comes up to him and gives him a good push. "When did you plan to tell me?" She yells.

Hanley looks confused at her and furls his eyebrows. "Excuse me?"

"Did you plan to fuck me and then say Oh, by the way, I get transferred to Detroit. Boston was just a layover." She yells and each person on the floor is looking at them. "Well, I think when you say that I am running you mean it literally. Because you leave the city."

He clenches his teeth and lowers his eyebrows. "Could you keep your voice down."

"No, I can't." She growls dangerously and glares at him. "You are saying you love me, why didn't you tell me?"

"For the love of Pete, because I didn't know about it before I came here this morning." He yells and frowns. "I didn't know about, alright!"

Liz takes a step back and her heart breaks even more. "So, you are leaving?"

He points at his own face. "Do I look like I have made a decision, Liz? Do I look like I have paid this any thought until now. You think I am running from this? Watch me." He says and cups her face with his hands, kissing her in front everyone else.

Liz standing there dumbfounded for a moment and raises her eyebrows high before she gives in and wraps her arms around his neck.

Jane comes out of the elevator and stops dead in her track as she sees Liz kissing Hanley for the very first time, or a guy at all, and she realizes that her baby daughter isn't a baby anymore.

She takes a deep breath and walks into the Café, clearing her throat. "We have a video call from Felix Genter. Pauline's ex-husband."

Hanley pulls away and frowns as his girlfriend keeps her eyes closed. I have to go." He whispers.

Jane stares at them both as neither of them is moving and rolls her eyes. "You are free, Liz?"

The younger Rizzoli steps back and nods, licking her lips. "What do you need?"

Jane is pointing with her thumb over her shoulder. "Mr. Genter is Austrian and doesn't speak English at all, and … Maura is at a scene."

"I don't speak German that well, can't you get another translator?" Liz asks a little annoyed.

"That's German?" Jane asks with an high-pitched voice. "No wonder I didn't give it a shot."

Liz rolls her eyes and starts to walk. "Jeez. Thank God, you're not prejudging."

Jane smirks as her daughter passes her and glares at Hanley as he is about to do the same. "I told you. You hurt her, I'll kill you. And I mean it."

He purses his lips and pretends that nothing ever as he passes her.

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Liz is sitting at Hanley's kitchen island and picks on the label of her beer with a deep frown. "So, you are leaving?"

Hanley ends the call after he has ordered pizza and braces himself on the island, frowning. "Only if you give me any reason to leave."

She nods and shakes her head. "Did I already say that I never felt for anyone like I am feeling for you, or that I never had said to any of the men I was with that I love them?"

"No," he says gently and shakes his head. "No, you didn't."

She doesn't look at him and turns the corners of her mouth downward, shrugging. "I think I overreact sometimes because I never really felt the say I'm feeling because of you. And I'm scared because of all those feelings. The men I was with before were just … They were fun. And I am not sure if I'll survive it if you leave me. And I am only twenty-two."

Hanley sighs heavily and rounds the island, taking her hand in his. He can understand her, he felt the same when he was madly in love for the very first time. Like I fall for every women I am with. He pulls her up to the feet. "It's okay to be scared, Lizzy. It's okay to be scared of the feelings you are feeling right now, especially for the first time. You are a strong woman who'll survive it even though we won't be together forever."

"How can you say that," she whispers and shakes her head.

"Because you are smart, and beautiful and strong." He smiles and pulls her against his body. "And because you are surrounded by people who loves you, and I don't mean must your family. I mean Leslie and Chaz and all your other friends. I am the who should be scared."

She furrows her eyebrows. "Why, Betsy?"

He rolls his eyes and chuckles. "Would you stop giving me female names?"

"I can't." She laughs all of a sudden.

Hanley chuckles as well and shrugs. "Because those people I know in Boston are your family and friends. None of them are going to be on my side when we don't work our."

"True" She says and kisses him long and slow.

"That was the support I was looking for." He grunts with a smile and frowns. He looks to the door when someone is knocking on the door. "That has to be your Ma."

"What?" She shrieks and her face gives her away.

He laughs amused. "Relax, that's probably my idiotic neighbor from upstairs. It's past ten. Let me take care of that."

Liz nods slowly and takes a deep breath, sipping her beer. She turns her head and frowns as she hears nothing but silence, but she isn't worried enough to go and check.

Hanley is staring into his younger brother's face and glances over his shoulder before he steps out into the hallway. "What are you doing here?" He hisses.

The young man with ash blond hair smiles nervously and shrugs. "Can't I visit my brother?"

"No," Hanley growls and shuts the door behind him. "Because you are not supposed to know where I live in Boston. There is a reason why we didn't stay in touch."

"Come on, man. We are family."

"Are we?" Hanley snarls and looks down at the younger man. "I see you got farther then alcohol. What do you use? Devil's dandruff, pep, ice?"

Charlie runs his fingers over his eyebrows. "I don't know what you talking about."

Hanley is pressing his lips together and shoves his index finger Charlie's chest. "Don't try and fool me."

Charlie rolls his eyes and chuckles. "Look, I don't know where Mom is and I could need a shot in the arm."

That's all that needs to make Hanley furious. He slams his brother into the wall and presses his forearm to his neck.

Liz opens the door and sees beer boyfriend pressing a strange man pressing violently to the wall, and her heart drops. "Will?"

Hanley loosen his grip as he looks at her and frowns.

"Hey, baby." Charlie says and gasps as his brother tightens the hold again.

Liz is looking questioningly at Hanley. "Who is this?"

Hanley grabs his brother at the collar of his worn coat and forces Charlie to the stairs. "That's my brother who is about to leave. Leave, it's better for you." He warns his brother who is about to protest.

He watches his brother and locks the door and put the door chain. "I am sorry about that."

"Now I know your family." She laughs and regrets it as soon as he walks to the fridge and gets himself another beer. "My family isn't perfect, either."

"Looks damn fine to me," he growls.

"Yah, no, we are not always." She says and wraps her arms around him.

Her turns around and frowns. "Let me take your to bed."

She nods approvingly and wraps her legs around his waist as he lofts her up.