Hey, guys. Thanks for reading, following and reviewing.
I want to make one thing clear: No, I don't want to make Liz Rizzoli-Isles look like a slut after she and Hanley broke up. I think we all know how it felt like after our very first break up that hurt. And that all of us handled it different. There are people who think Yap, that's it and I need a year or more to recover from that and then there are others who only needs some weeks or months to say I go back out there and see if I am ready to start over, and if I am not I take more time. It is an individual thing, if you get my drift.
Anyway, I hope you're gonna enjoy the this chapter.
Thank you again,
T73.
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"What is the worse thing you have seen ever?" Liz asks and bites into her burger, looking up in the sky.
"Do you really want to talk about word in your free time." Adam asks with a frown and scrutinizes her.
"No." She answers with a smile and shakes her head.
He leans back in his chair and raises his eyebrows briefly. "Well, one last thing I have to say."
"Go ahead."
"I have worked with a couple of officers since I joined the force, but none of them would have risk their career to save a psychotic murder. Why did you that?"
"Why did you backed me up?" She asks within a second.
"I already told you, your little speech was quite impressive." He answers truthfully.
Liz is laughing for a moment before she starts to pick at the label of her beer. "My parents taught me one think: there is right, and there is wrong. When I heard Peter Delafield yelling at us I knew automatically that he isn't really aware of what he is doing, that he isn't perspicacious. And I knew that it would be wrong to go in the house with full force and perhaps kill a man who needs help. So, who cares about a career when you can prevent someone from getting shot."
"You probably would run into a burning house to save puppies, huh?" Adam states and is grinning as she stares at her.
Liz starts to laugh and takes the bottle in her hand. "That's quite possible."
Adam is scoffing and tilts his head to the side. "Smart, attractive and kind-hearted. You sure you are real?"
Liz is pursing her lips and shrugs. "The last time I checked it I was." She takes a deep breath and furrows. "No, I can be really bitchy sometimes. Especially if I want something and don't get it."
"That's why you was so grumpy all day." He retorts and nods slowly. He wince a little as his shin gets kicked, but doesn't say a word.
"I wasn't grumpy," she hisses with a glare.
"I had to greet you three times this morning before you finally looked at me."
"I was still drowsy, that's all."
"Hm."
Liz narrows her eyes and wants to shake him because he is holding her gaze.
Adam starts chuckling and is shaking his head. "You are not scaring me must because you 'glare' at me. Jane already tried it and it didn't work either."
Liz rolls her eyes and straightens up. "You must have made a hell of an first impression on her. She doesn't offer many newbie to call her by her first name."
He sighs loudly and intertwines his fingers as he leans forward. "I know what my abilities are and where my place is. And I try to honest as possible, and I don't adorn myself with borrowed plumes. I think that was what makes a good first impression."
"Your abilities."
"I have quite a few."
"I have to see it myself," she replies with a mischievously smile.
He chuckles for a moment before he becomes serious again. "You know, I can't see why you and your ex didn't work out."
Liz gives the waitress a polite smile as she comes to get their empty plates and licks her lips. "I think the things we were feeling for each other were a little too much to handle. And retroactively I feel ridiculous."
Adam is frowning a little and looks directly into her eyes. "And why is that?"
"It was my first real relationship. I mean serious relationship, and I behaved like a fourteen-year-old who threw tantrums because of jealousy. He and I, we lived together, so to say. We spend every free minute with each other." She answers truthfully and furrows her eyebrows.
"Sounds pretty serious to me. And you're sure that you are ready to date again?"
"Absolutely." The young woman replies and gathers her belongings as he throws money on the table. "What about you?"
They walk to the entrance and opens the door with a sigh. "It's a short story. I thought I could surprise my ex at her apartment after I came back to Boston a day earlier and found her in bed with my best friend. We have been together for over two years. That is eight months ago now. And I haven't been dating other women since then."
"And then you sat in a bar and have seen Leslie and me and thought Jeez, two chicks. Let's see whom I can hook up?" She says and put her coat on before they step onto the sidewalk.
Adam chuckles and stuff his hands in the pocket of his jacket. "That's what my friends were thinking that evening."
"Nice." Liz is laughing but doesn't look at the young man. She sighs loudly and furls her eyes. "You haven't been very successful yet."
Adam glances down at her and arches an eyebrow. "I bet I would be if I'd really try."
"I wouldn't bet on it." Liz counter and unlocks her car. "You know that you don't have to walk me to my car. I am a police officer too."
"And a damn fine one." He agrees with a nod. "But that is not written on your forehead, and I never let a woman like you walk around at that time of night."
"And who is going to walk you to your own car?" She asks and hopes that he doesn't get it wrong.
Adam looks at a man who is even taller than him and points with his thumb at the stranger. "I am sure that dude will comply."
She raises her eyebrows and smirks. "Well, I hope you girls have a great night together."
"We will, I am an awesome lover." Adam states and shrugs.
Liz is holding his gaze and arches an eyebrow again. "I am no judge of it."
"We're going to change that, but not tonight." Adam says before closes the last gap of their lips.
Liz is smiling as he steps even closer and raises her eyebrows high as Adam deepens the kiss all of a sudden, but doesn't mind it much.
He steps back again and shakes his head. "You nearly make it impossible to take things slow, Liz. I always have to force myself to not go any further."
Liz furls her brows with amused eyes and holds two fingers up. "You kissed me only two times."
He is doing the same thing now. "And I had to buck up my ideas two times." He counter and she chuckles. He turns and raises an hand. "See you at work."
"Yeah," she whispers with a smile and gets into her car.
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Maura is standing at Jane's desk and is eyeing skeptically the new man in their daughter's life, who is discussing something with a employee of BRIC. "He seems to be frustrated."
"No, wonder." Jane says back and glances up from a file. "I always hated it when I caught a child murder. Is it bad when I say that I am glad that I don't have to investigate this case?"
The doctor takes a deep breath and shakes her head. She still can see the small body of the little girl in the age of six laying on her table and how Adam and Frankie had looked in disgust at her when she told them that the victim also has been sexually abused.
Frankie comes into the bullpen and places an hand on her sister-in-law's shoulder. "Hey, Maura. I was looking for you. What can you tell me about the DNA that you have found."
The blonde hands him a file and frowns as Adam turns at them and starts to walk. "I am afraid not much. The DNA isn't in the system."
"Are you kidding me," Adam's voice booms and Jane jumps surprised. He glances at her and takes a deep breath. "Sorry."
She waves it off and hold out an hand. "Let me see what you guys have."
Adam gets the investigation file from his desk and hands it to the sergeant.
The Italian opens it and thumbs through it, furling her brows. She takes a deep breath and looks at the two men. "And you are one hundred percent sure that her uncle sexually abused and killed her?"
"Lisa only became withdrawn when he was around, she didn't let him touch her and didn't want to be alone with him." Frankie says and runs an hand through his hair.
"And he doesn't have a alibi for the time when Lisa was murdered." Adam adds with a deep frown.
"Will he give us a DNA sample voluntarily?" The Italian asks and gets up to her feet.
"Not in this lifetime." The younger man answers and crosses his arms over his chest.
Jane gets her phone from its holder and smirks at her brother. "We'll find a way to get a sample."
Maura is grinning as she understands and nods approvingly.
Frankie starts to snicker and pats the younger man's shoulder.
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Mark Callaghan is following with Liz in his civil clothes the bald man through downtown and furls his eyebrows. "And why am I doing you that favor?"
Liz isn't looking, but smirks wryly. "Because you like me."
"That is a rumor that can't be proven." He counter with a straight face.
She bumps her shoulder in his with a laugh. "Everyone heard it at my birthday. You offered to braid my hair. I ju -" She trails of as she catches a strange look of a man that passes them. "What? The old man isn't my father."
Mark rolls his eyes and smiles. "What did the man actually do?"
"Sexually abused and killed his six-year old niece." She says and has to hold the older man back because he wants to go after other man.
"Son of a bitch," he growls low.
She nods approvingly and sighs heavily. "Let's focus on getting a DNA sample, all right."
He nods too and clenches his teeth. "So, I heard that you are dating Adam Laverty."
She rolls her eyes and tells herself that she won't date a cop anymore if this is going to end badly. She should have known by now that such news are spreading fast through BPD. "It's been only for two months now."
"And how is it going?" He asks and raises his eyebrows, because somehow he already knows the answer.
Liz is blinking a couple of times and raises her eyebrows. "Very slow." She finally laughs.
Mark is laughing now to and is stuffing his hands in the pockets of his jacket. "You know, I never really liked Hanley, you were too good for him. But since you are with Laverty, you seem to be at piece, a little more grown up. You are actually act like a grown up."
"I didn't know that you didn't like Will." She says a little surprised. "Why haven't you said anything?"
"Who am I to tell you with whom you can be, and with whom you can't be?" Mark asks back.
Liz opens her mouth to say something, but then she sees that the victim's uncle throws something into a trash bin. "All right, our time. I think he just threw a paper mug in the bin."
The older man takes a deep breath and follows her.
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Jane is sitting in a interrogating room and is piercing Tom Chesterfield, the uncle of the girl, with her eyes and suppress the urge to ram her fist in his face. "You recognize those two officers, Tom?" She asks and nods at Liz and Mark who are standing behind him and lifting their hands with a satisfied smile as he looks at them
"They are the odd couple I have seen on the street two days ago. I remember her, but not the dude." He says with an awkward voice that sends chills down everyone's spines.
"Well, I am surprised that you remember her, because you seem to have it for little girls." She growls and Adam, who sending in the corner, and clenches his teeth.
Tom furls his eyebrows and leans back in his chair. "I don't know what you're ta -" He jumps as the Italian slams a photo of his niece on the metal table.
"That is your niece Lisa," She says louder and opens a folder, turning it. "And this is your DNA that was found on her body. But that can't be because you still say that you have been in your bed, sleeping."
"You killed her because you thought that she would tell your brother what you did to Lisa." Adam growls and is walking to the table.
Tom is swallowing hard and is looking at the two. "Lisa provoked me, all right. She was always looking at me like … I don't know. And then she was so sweet -"
"I am going to rip you a knew one." Adam yells and wants to go after the other man.
Jane is up at her feet in no time and is standing in his way. "Hey, whoa! Calm down." She looks at the two officers. "And you two get this scumbag out of my interrogation room before -"
Liz drags Tom up at his arm and looks at him with disgust. "Come on, we're going to invite you to your new playmates. They are just a little taller and stronger than you, you're gonna enjoy it."
Jane runs an hand through her graying hair and follows Adam. "What the hell is wrong with you?" She hisses. "You can't be in there and attack a suspect." Yeah, like you never did that.
He let his head hang and shakes it. "I am really sorry, it's just … Hearing him blaming a six-year old, it triggered something."
"I can understand that you want to beat the shit out of him, I had hundreds of them in there, but you can't let that affect your work. You are damn fine cop, but if that happens again we're going to have a problem."
He straightens up and takes a deep breath, nodding again. "Got it."
"Good." She says with furrowed eyebrows. "Now, lets go and finish the paperwork."
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Liz is sitting at the edge of the bed and is looking for her clothes in the dark room. She was surprised when Adam told her after his shift to follow his car and that he led the way to Dorchester. She was little even more surprised that they suddenly were standing in his apartment and led her unceremoniously into his bedroom.
She has hoped that he would be an awful lover, but sadly he hadn't lied as once he jokingly said that he is awesome. She had reached spheres, she hadn't reached with Hanley.
The young woman smiles as soon as she feels his lips on her bare shoulder and turns her head.
"You're leaving?" He whispers and furrows his eyebrows.
She hates it that she has to say her next words. "I have to. I should take a shower and get ready before I head to work."
"I wouldn't mind if you are wearing nothing later." He mumbles against her skin.
Liz is biting her lower lip and hums. "I am sure you wouldn't, but I doubt that my family and friends do share the same opinion."
"True." Adam chuckles and sighs. "Let me get shorts, then I'll walk you out."
"I do know where the door is." Liz replies as she starts to get dressed, but her tone is playful.
He smiles broadly. "Still." He replies and pulls her against his body. "Wasn't that bad that we waited for, at least, almost three months, was it?"
She turns the corners of her mouth downward and shrugs. "It was all right for someone who claimed to be an awesome lover. I mean, I was great, you were okay."
He drops his chin to his chest and points at the bedroom door. "Get out of my apartment, now!"
Liz is bursts out laughing and starts to walk out of the room.
Adam snickers and shakes his head. "Just okay?" He asks as he opens the apartment door.
"Tops." Liz agrees.
He smirks broadly and looks her in the eye. "Well, then we have to repeat it so I can prove you that I can be awesome."
Liz is standing on her tiptoes and gives him a peck on his lips. "Definitely. See you later at work."
"Drive safe." He says with a heavy sigh. What he can't see as he closes the door again is the idiotic smile on Liz' lips as she walks towards the stairway.
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The next day, Liz is sitting in the Café and is reading something as she catches a movement in the corner of her eye and follows it with her eyes, smiling slightly as her eyes meets blue ones.
"What are you doing?" Adam asks and thrusts his chin at her.
She straightens up and arches an eyebrow. "Reading."
He flops down on the empty chair and takes a swig of his coffee. "I can't see that. And what are we reading?"
"A book."
"Wow, I thought that would be the yearly summary of People's Magazine." Adam says and snaps the book from her. "Let me see."
"Adam." Shed only groans.
He looks at the cover and raises his eyebrows high. "To Have and Have Not by Ernest Hemingway. That's quite impressive. You sure you're twenty-three?"
"Yes, I am," she hisses and gets the book back. "Stop making fun of me."
He leans back in his chair and frowns. "Who says that I am making fun of you? I just don't know many people in your age who are interested in American literature."
"That's because you are old," Liz states with a smile.
"Only five years older than you." Adam shoots back with a grin and leans forward.
"Still old."
"You didn't complained about my age last night." He whispers. It is the first time that he mentioned something like that at work, and he tells himself that it won't happen again.
"Would you stop it," she hushes and blush a little. "I thought that we agreed to leave our private life out of work business."
He nods approvingly and props elbow on the table and leans forward. "Anyway, I am here to tell you that I am not available this weekend."
She places the book on the table and furls her eyebrows. "And you couldn't tell me that last night?"
He smirks wryly and gives her the well-I-was-coping-with-other-things-last-night look.
She is pursing her lips to hide her smile and takes a deep breath. "Well, thank you for informing me."
Adam nods and gets up from the chair. "Well, okay then. I am going back to work because Maura and Jane are watching us." He turns to the two woman and salute them with a smile.
"I hate the fact that I like him." Jane growls and waves her hand. "Even a blind person can see that there is something is going on."
"At least they behave like adults." Maura replies with a smile and glances at her wife.
Jane is huffing and starts to walk as the doctor links her arm with hers. "True, and I am fine with that unless they turn the BPD into a three-ring circus, like she did with Hanley. If this is happening again, I am going to ask to transfer her to a other police station in Boston."
"You won't do that," Maura chuckles and looks up as the Italian stays serious. "You would prefer him instead of your daughter?"
Jane takes a deep breath. "Adam's a great detective and a good addition to Homicide and he is thinking like Frankie and -" She tails off and furls her eyebrows. "Why do I have to explain that? Shed probably gets transferred when she is promoting to detective. Is just a question of time."
Maura huffs and slaps her wife's arm. She knows that Jane is right, but she doesn't want to think about that now, or ever.