Jane felt ten pounds being lifted off her shoulders as she stood by the benches that were now becoming her future. The ice was flawless and she could almost feel it under her feet. It felt right to stay in Boston. And she really looked forward to joining her new teammates that were now entering the ice for their practice. Her hand was holding her new jersey, and she had to take another look at it. The black and red jersey looked really cool, but it was the back that always got to her; 'Rizzoli' in red letters across the shoulders, and in huge, red digits on the back; 29. She traced the number with her fingers while smiling to herself.

"Jane! Good morning!" Chris Stewart, her new boss, interrupted her thoughts, and she quickly curled the jersey back in her hand. "Are you ready to go?"

"Good morning! Yes, I'm good to go." She put on a big smile, trying to make it look like she didn't find the medical tests boring as hell.

"Great. Dr. Isles just arrived, so let's go."

Chris was a young man considering his job as a general manager, at just 34 he had taken over a team that was in desperate need of change. Jane had read about how he shook up almost the whole team and even changed their coach during his first month. Only a few core players had survived, and the rebuild had started.

Chris led them through the hallways to the doctor's office, and Jane tried hard to memorize the path. She looked for particular signs or things to help her. The first few days with a new team, in a new building was always the worst. She had always been independent, and was certainly stubborn enough to make it on her own from the start. Luckily it wasn't the worst maze she had seen.

"Here we are" Chris announced. He knocked on the door before he opened it and motioned Jane to enter.

She stepped into the office and immediately looked around. The room was indeed a doctor's office. Clean white walls with glass cabinets for miscellaneous equipment, an examination bench in the middle of the room all prepped and ready, three shelves on the wall by the door with all sorts of medical books. And on the other end of the room, a tidy desk that matched the rest of the room, along with probably the hottest doctor Jane had ever seen.

"Good morning, Maura. How are you doing today?"

"Good morning to you too, Chris. I'm doing very well thank you."

Jane carefully looked from Chris to the doctor and sensed right away that these two were very professional towards each other. No friendly pat on the shoulder like she had seen Chris do towards a lot of the employees, men or women. But after taking a closer look at the doctor Jane found the reason for their professionalism. The doctor was composed, elegant, and honestly a bit too fancy for swarming around a bunch of sweaty and bloody hockey players. She looked more like an upper-class housewife. Dressed in a black skirt, blue top and a blazer, along with high heels. Who the hell wore high heels in a hockey rink?

Chris carefully cleared his throat and put his hand on Jane's shoulder. "I'd like you to meet our newest member, Jane Rizzoli. I believe you two have some tests to go through."

"Yes, of course" Maura replied and stepped forward. "Hi, I'm Maura Isles. Welcome to the team." She reached out her hand and smiled.

"Uh… thanks! I… I'm Jane… as he said" Jane stuttered and shook the doctor's hand. "Jane Rizzoli." Jane Rizzoli, the stuttering idiot, she thought for herself and did a mental eye roll.

"Nice to meet you, Jane."

"Right" Chris interrupted and took a step back. "I'll let you two get started. Jane, come find me when you're done and we'll go through the last details."

Jane nodded and tore her eyes away from Maura, looking over her shoulder to see him go.

"Well then, let's get straight to it. I'd like to start by listening to your lungs and heart. Could you remove your jacket and sweater for me?" Maura asked.

Jane nodded before she saw Maura was already by the cabinets and couldn't see her. "Yeah, sure thing, doc" she grinned and put her jersey neatly over the back of the chair.

"So how long have you been playing?" Maura found her stethoscope and disinfected her hands while Jane willingly shed her clothes.

"Basically since I was a kid. I skated as soon as I could walk." Jane stood in the middle of the room in her tank top and waited.

"That is a long time. You must really love it" Maura smiled and warmed the stethoscope on her way over to Jane. She stopped in front of her and caught Jane's eyes. "I apologize if my hands are a bit cold…"

Jane just smiled and tried to hold back all the replies that wanted to escape. Maura gently lifted the top and placed her stethoscope over Jane's heart. It was impossible for Jane not to breathe in the doctor's perfume, and her whole body twitched involuntarily when Maura's fingers brushed against Jane's skin. At the same time, she had a weird feeling that she had seen this woman before. Something about the doctor was so familiar, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

Just going through the medical tests was a test in itself for a very impatient Jane. She tried her best to relax and just follow orders from the insanely hot doctor, but it was a struggle. Especially since she so often lost focus because of the woman next to her. She definitely liked this doctor, it was a huge step up from a middle aged guy with a toupee. And maybe Jane wouldn't be so stubborn about injuries this time. It was a known fact that she ignored anything, no matter how bad, if it meant that she could play. But getting hit with a high stick resulting in a split lip suddenly seemed like a good thing now.

Jane had lost all sense of time when she was finally allowed to get dressed again.

"Please, take a seat" Maura smiled and motioned to the chair in front of Jane before she returned to her own chair behind the desk. "From what I've seen so far you seem to be in very good shape. I did notice that you recently suffered a concussion." Maura looked up at Jane.

"Yeah" Jane replied. "But I'm all good now though."

"How did you get the concussion? Basketball?" Maura smiled.

For a second Jane was slightly stunned and furrowed her eye brows. "Uhm… how did you-" And then she finally recognized the doctor. "Holy crap" she laughed. "That's where I've seen you before. You were the helpful stranger."

Maura simply nodded.

"God, it's been bugging me since I entered the room." Jane shook her head and smiled.

"Well, I'm glad you remember me now. How was your recovery?"

"Perfect. My doctor said the test results were back to normal a couple of weeks ago."

Maura looked down at the file open on her desk and nodded. "Yes, I see they are. I'm glad to hear that." She looked back at Jane and leaned her arms on the desk. "But I do want to keep you under observation the first week or so. Just to be safe."

"Of course" Jane agreed.

"But unless you experience any symptoms, you should be fine. Just promise to let me know if anything is not how it's supposed to be."

Jane nodded as a knock on the door interrupted them. Chris entered after giving clearance and smiled softly. "Sorry to interrupt, but I was just wondering how much longer it would be. I have a meeting in 30 minutes, but if you're not done we can reschedule."

"No, I believe we are all done" Maura smiled.

Jane smiled for herself as her mind commented on the cute dimple on the doctor's cheek.

Cute dimple… crap.

She saw the lips moving but didn't hear a word of what the doctor said. The fall, the concussion and the helpful stranger all came back to her, and Jane came to terms with the fact that she had pretty much hit on her new doctor before they even shook hands. She didn't have time to dwell on it as Maura looked at her and repeated her name. "Huh? Sorry…" Jane stood up when the doctor rose to her feet.

"I said you are all done here as soon as you promise to tell me about any irregularities." The smile on Maura's face was nothing but sweet, and Jane felt her own lips turn into a smile.

"Yeah, I promise, doc."


Jane made sure the table was dry and clean before she put her newly signed contract down. "It's official. I'm a Devil" she grinned.

Both her mother and Vince smiled and clapped. "Congratulations honey! I'm so happy to have you back in Boston so I can keep an eye on you" her mother beamed and hugged her.

"Yeah, no hugs, Ma." Jane smiled even though she squirmed out of her mother's embrace. "And thanks for closing the bar to celebrate" she directed at Vince. "I really appreciate it."

"It's the least we could do for you, Jane. And your mother is right; it will be good to have you back in town." At least Vince knew better than to hug Jane. Instead he settled for a pat on the back before he poured them both a beer.

"Yo, Rizzoli!"

Jane turned around when she heard the voice and the door opening. In came Barry Frost dressed in a black and red Devils jersey and Jane burst out laughing.

"Thanks to you I need to start watching women play hockey in this town!" Frost teased.

"Oh you poor bastard" Jane laughed and stood up to hug him. She noticed her number on the sleeves of the jersey and made Frost turn around. "How the hell did you get my jersey so quickly?!" she asked when she saw her own name across his back.

"What? I just ordered it. Custom made." He grinned and held out his arms to show it off.

Jane shook her head while smiling, somewhat surprised that he had already gotten her jersey. "You are a weird man… so how is the police life treating you?"

"Oh, it's all good. I'm still alive right?" he winked and sat down next to Jane. "No, seriously. It's a lot of fun. You would've loved it."

"I'm sure I would." Jane remembered how at one point she had been torn between hockey and becoming a police officer. She had always wanted to join the force, but hockey was her passion and something she was good at. After she met Frost in high school, she had found herself wondering if she really wanted to pursue a hockey career. She was afraid she would lose the passion, but in the end she had decided to stay on the ice, and so far she had not regretted it.

"So, any hot chicks in your life?" she asked after Frost had gotten his own beer.

"Nah" he sighed. "Been too busy with work to even think about it."

"Come on, you're always thinking about women!"

Frost laughed and looked at her. "Look who's talking!"

Jane smirked and couldn't really argue with him. "So nothing going on? No potential police woman?"

"Not really."

"Then maybe we need to join forces again, like in high school."

He looked at her and saw the sly grin on her face. "That would actually be fun!" he replied enthusiastically. "You really were the best wingman ever. Should be more fun now when we're both old enough to drink!"

Jane laughed and nodded. "Absolutely. Then we have a deal. If I can find a free spot in my schedule… it's kinda busy from now."

"I know, Jane. Don't worry about it" Frost smiled.

After another fifteen minutes, the rest of her friends and family had arrived. Her mother and Vince served everyone food and drinks while Jane dragged Danielle away from everyone after the initial congratulations. "You're not gonna believe the day I had" Jane sighed before she laughed.

"Uhm, okay?"

"I went through the medical tests today, and guess what, turns out the doctor and I had met before."

"Oh god, don't tell me you've slept with her!"

Jane laughed and shook her head. "No, I haven't. But I have to admit she is fucking hot… Anyway, remember that woman that helped you when I hit my head? Her name is Maura Isles." She could practically see the wheels in Danielle's head turning, trying to put together what Jane had just said.

"NO!? It was her?" Danielle started laughing when Jane nodded. "Holy shit! Seriously? What did she say!?"

"Not much. She remembered me and asked if I had recovered and stuff."

"So nothing about you hitting on her the first time you met?"

Jane sighed, even though she knew the question was inevitable. "No… mostly because I didn't recognize her at first. We were done with the tests and stuff when my head made a comment on the cute dimple… and then it all came crashing back to me. I hit on my new doctor before I had even signed the freaking contract!"

Danielle laughed and hooked her arm around Jane's shoulders while guiding them back to the bar. "Yeah, not the best first impression. Now she thinks you like her."

"Don't say that! Crap, I don't want to start off like this!"

"Then tell her you didn't mean it, or lie and say you don't remember exactly what happened. Tell her I told you about it."

Jane sighed and reached for one of the beers on the counter. "Awesome" she mumbled and shook her head.