A/N: This is my version of 3x02 Dirty Little Secret, which is one of my favorite episodes. A lot of the Rizzles scenes were centered around the case so there is a bit more case related stuff than usual. All in all I think it turned out pretty good. And it's a long one, which I feel you owe you guys. Let me know what you think. :)

As usual I do not own Rizzoli and Isles. Credit goes to Janet Tamaro and Tess Gerritsen. Extra credit to Steve Lichtman and Kiersten Van Horne who wrote the episode Drity Little Secret.

...

Jane was hosting a leisurely Saturday afternoon get together of the Rizzoli siblings. Frankie and Tommy were on the couch yelling at a baseball game while Jane was cooking burgers and Maura was trying – but failing – to offer Jane moral support in the kitchen.

"You know we could always just order something to eat." Maura offered.

"No, I said I was going to make us some all American burgers and that is what I am – aah!" Jane screamed as she dropped the pan with the burgers on the floor. "Mother of..."

"I could help, you know."

"Yeah, if you helped we'd be eating the fanciest form of beef money could buy."

"And what would be wrong with that?"

"Yo Jane, where's the food?" Tommy called from the living room.

"You want food? Go hunt and gather, all right?" Jane snipped back. Maura just glared at her. "What? It's not like they're helping."

"Did you tell them not to, as well?"

"I-" Jane started but was interrupted by the doorbell ringing. "I will get the door."

"No, you will get the hamburgers off of our floor, I will get the door." Maura stood from her seat at the counter and walked over to answer the door. When she opened it she saw the last person she was expecting – Frank Rizzoli.

"I heard that, uh, Janie lives here now." Frank said.

"Uh, yes, she does. Come on in." Maura stepped aside and allowed Frank to enter.

"Maur, who is it?" Jane called.

"Your father." Maura stated.

All three Rizzoli children stopped what they were doing and turned to look.

"Hey, Pop!" Tommy greeted. He jumped up off the couch and walked over to give a Frank a hug. Jane and Frankie stared in disbelief.

"What're you doing here, Pop?" Frankie questioned.

"I came here to see my kids. And to give you these." He handed each of them a pink envelope.

Jane opened hers and read "'Once upon a time two wonderful people fell in love'?" She looked at Maura with bewilderment.

"You're gonna love Lydia. She's a dynamite lady." Frank replied.

Tommy looked down at his shoes and Frankie could tell that he was holding something back.

"Tommy, something you want to say?" Frankie asked.

"I introduced him... to Lydia." Tommy confessed.

"Wait till you meet her." Frank beamed.

Jane sighed. She turned around and started pacing. She couldn't believe this was happening. Maura just stood, still as a statue, watching all of this go down.

Jane turned back around and said, "You're divorced, so how do you plan on having this big catholic wedding?"

"Yeah, the church kind of frowns on that." Frankie added.

"Just some paperwork I got to fill out." Frank replied.

"What kind of paperwork?" Frankie questioned.

"Oh, my god... You're gonna try to get an annulment, aren't you?" Jane asked, baffled.

"Janie, it's a piece of paper. It means nothing." Frank said.

"Does Ma know she didn't mean to have kids?" Tommy asked.

"Look, I have no desire to hurt your mother, all right?" confessed Frank.

"She doesn't know, does she? You haven't even had the guts to tell her". Jane scoffed in disbelief. "So, I guess that makes us all bastards."

Maura's phone began ringing then. "I'm so sorry." She answered it.

"Why are you living her anyways, Janie?" Frank asked. "Something wrong with your place?"

Jane's eyes went wide. "I – " she started.

"Jane." Maura interrupted. "We have a case."

Jane breathed a sigh of relief. "I have to go. Feel free to watch the rest of the game."

...

Jane and Muara drove over to the crime scene together. Jane was driving while Maura rode shotgun.

"He doesn't know, does he?" Maura asked.

"Know what? Who?"

"Your father. He doesn't know that we're dating."

"He does not, no."

"Why doesn't he?"

"You know why." Jane looked at Maura, confused.

"I don't believe I do." Maura replied.

Jane sighed. "He wouldn't approve. I didn't see the point in telling him."

"You also thought your mother wouldn't approve and she did. Maybe your father will surprise you."

"Doubt it."

"We live together. You're going to have to tell him eventually."

"Or... or I don't."

Maura looked at Jane, hurt in her eyes, as she spoke her next words. "Do not want to tell him about me?"

"No, not at all, it's not you." Jane reached across the console and grabbed ahold of Maura's hand. "It's me. I don't want to tell him about me."

They had arrived at the crime scene. They both got out of the car. Maura grabbed her medical bag and slammed her door.

"So, you're just going to lie to him the whole time he's here. Sounds like a great way to rebuild a relationship with your father."

"Who said I even wanted a relationship with my father. Look what he's doing to Ma. You think I want someone like that in my life?"

"Hey. Where've you two been?" Frost asked as he approached the girls.

"My father remembered he had a family and popped by." Jane replied.

"He's getting remarried." Maura added.

"Maura!" Jane scolded. "Do you have to tell the whole world our family problems?"

"I'm sorry."

"My dad's a dick too." Frost offered.

"I'm busy feeling sorry for myself, now I gotta feel sorry for you too?"

"Well, this'll cheer you up. We got a body."

...

Later that day, Jane was at the precinct when she ran into Frankie outside the cafe.

"Oh, hey. You working?" Jane asked.

"All this stuff with Pop, figured I'd make some overtime. You doing okay?"

"Uh, no. On top of this mess with pop, Maura is mad at me because I haven't told him about us."

"Well why haven't you? You've told everyone else."

"Come on. You know Pop. You think he's gonna be okay with this?"

"You think he gave crap if we were okay with his decisions?" Frankie lowered his voice "I ran a check on her. On Lydia."

"Frankie, you can't be doing that. They watch stuff like that, alright?" Jane paused, then asked, "What'd you find out?"

"She's 28 years old."

"She's younger than us!"

"See, if dad doesn't give a crap about how we see his life, why should you give a crap about how he sees yours?"

"You might be right."

Frankie spotted Frank out of the corner of his eye. "Hey, hey, there's pop."

Frank walked in the precinct and headed straight toward Angela in the cafe.

"He can not be doing this now." Jane murmered.

"Just sign this and then everything is fine. I just want an annulment. Just do me that favor, okay?" Frank said to Angela.

"Sure. Sure, I'll sign it. Over your dead body!" Angela screamed back.

"Woah, woah, hey!" Jane called, as she ran over to her mother.

"All these years I had to put up with your snoring!" yelled Angela.

"Ma, let it go." Jane grabbed her mother's arm and tried to pull her away into the kitchen.

"My snoring? What about your creams and your flossing? In the bed you flossed!" Frank yelled back.

"Pop, let's go. Now!" Frankie was pulling on Frank trying to get him to leave.

Angela yelled back, "That's right!"

"Ma, come on. Come on." Jane finally got ahold of Angela and managed to drag her into the kitchen. Before she could follow her mom back there, Jane turned around and addressed her father, "I idolized you."

"And I raised you better." Frank shot back.

"What?" asked Jane.

"Pop, let's go." Frankie grabbed his father by the arm and dragged him out of the precinct.

...

Jane and Maura had been working the case of a dead college student, Rachel Lawson, a geologist and yoga enthusiast. Their case had led them to the yoga master Sensei Matta and some illegal fracking activities. Jane and Maura had been sent to check out Sensei Matta's yoga retreat to search for a polluted body of water that their victim swam in.

The ride over to the yoga retreat was tense. Jane was processing the fact that her father apparently knew she was living with Maura. Maura was trying to figure out why Jane was willing to come out to everyone except her father.

Maura looked over at Jane. She could see distress marking her girlfriend's face.

"Jane, are you okay?"

"Yeah. Fine. Why?"

"Because I know you and your face definitely says that you are not fine."

"Pop knows."

"What?"

"He knows. I don't know how he knows, but he does."

"That's a bad thing?"

"Yes." Jane turned to look at Maura. "You didn't tell him did you?"

"Do you really think that I would do that? That I would out you to your father?"

"Well you wanted him to know."

"Do you really think that little of me?" Maura was offended that Jane would think this about her.

"Oh crap. A guard booth. Put a pause on this conversation."

Jane and Maura pulled up to a guard booth on Sensei Matta's retreat. They were granted access to the public areas and drove away, ready to continue their investigation, their personal problems on hold for the moment.

...

Jane and Maura's sleuthing led them to a lake with fracking equipment. Maura took water samples and pictures and then insisted they return to the car.

"Rachel definitely swam in that lake. And I know why it's so polluted. I saw fracking equipment."

"What is fracking?"

"It's a controversial process to drill for natural gas. They pump hundreds of chemicals thousands of feet underground. It pollutes groundwater."

"You've got to be kidding me. That's why we pulled a Thelma and Louise?"

"Well, Jane, it's illegal here."

"Rachel was a geologist. Maybe Sensei Matta didn't bring her here to sleep with her. Maybe he brought her here to help"

"Yeah, but she wouldn't have helped. Her interest was in the environment."

"Exactly. So maybe she saw what you saw, she uncovered the fracking, and that's what ..."

Before Jane could finish her sentence, their car was rammed into by another vehicle, causing it to slide down into an embankment.

...

After a few unconscious minutes, Jane woke up coughing.

"Maura! Maura!" she screamed as she looked over at her girlfriend.

Maura moaned in response.

"You okay?" Jane asked.

"I think so. Ow!" Maura cried.

"What? What? Can you move your leg?" Jane's voice was filled with concern.

"No, it's stuck." Maura's leg was stuck between the dashboard and the front console.

"Okay." Jane responded as calmly as she could. But before Jane could come up with a plan to get Maura's leg free, gunshots started. "Get down!" Jane called to Maura. Jane quickly drew her gun and began firing back at the two men on the ridge-line. Gunshots fired back at them. Jane leaned back against Maura, trying to protect her. "Maura, get out of the car. Get out of the car!"

"I can't get my leg out!" Maura screamed back.

Jane fired more rounds at their assailants. "Maura, get out of the car!"

"My leg is stuck!" Maura called again. Jane continued to push back against Maura until she finally fell free of the car. Jane followed. She kneeled on the ground using the car for cover and fired off more shots. Then she turned back to her girlfriend.

"Maura, go! Run!"

"I'm not leaving you." Maura cried.

"I'm right behind you." Jane said as more shots came their way. "Go for the tree line. Go! Go!"

Maura ran as quickly as she could on her leg with Jane right behind her as promised.

...

It was dark. The sun had set hours ago and that left Jane and Maura stumbling through the woods. They were scared and in pain.

"Come on. We got to try to keep going. Come on." Jane said. Her arm was wrapped around Maura's shoulder, trying to help her walk.

"We haven't seen them in hours. I need to stop." Maura whined. She sat down on the ground gingerly and then laid back.

"What? Did you pull something?" Jane asked, concern in her voice.

"No. Take it off." Maura instructed. Jane removed Maura's boot as asked and saw a terrible sight.

"Oh, my god, Maura. Your leg, It's hard, and it's cold. It smells like a dead body. What is that?"

"It's compartment syndrome."

"Well, what does that mean?"

"The post-tibial artery must have ruptured in the crash." Maura explained.

"But you've been walking on it!" Jane protested.

"Aah." Maura cried in pain. "Blood from the artery is leaking. The pressure built. And now the blood is trapped in one of the lower compartments of my leg."

"Okay, bottom line it for me." Jane felt like she was about to cry. Seeing Maura in this much pain was unbearable.

"The blood supply to my lower leg has been compromised. I'll lose my leg unless ..."

"Unless we get you to a hospital. Maura, come on!" Jane stood up ready to keep walking until they could get help.

"No, unless you do a fasciotomy. I need something sharp." Maura began rummaging through the things she had with her.

"What?" Jane asked in disbelief. "No, Maura, I ... Maura, I'm not gonna cut your leg off with a nail file."

"Do you have sugar packets?" Maura questioned.

"No, why? Did you bring coffee?" Jane joked. Joking was her coping mechanism and she needed it desperately right now.

"I could use it to dress the wound. Do you still have your phone?"

"Yes. Why didn't I think of that? We can call 911. Oh, it's busted!"

Maura grabbed Jane's phone from her and started to pull out the busted glass. "The touch screen is gorilla glass."

"No, Maura. I'm not gonna do this." insisted Jane.

"It'll work. Okay." Maura gazed into Jane's eyes, pleading. "You're gonna make a 6-inch incision right here." She pointed to the right side of her leg. "And a 5-inch there." She pointed to the left side of her leg. "Okay, just try not to cut the superficial peroneal nerve."

Maura was scared now. She was seriously instructing her girlfriend on how to do surgery on her leg in the middle of nowhere.

"No. I can't do this" Jane said again. Maybe if she said it enough times, Maura would give up this crazy idea.

"Take off your shirt." Maura said.

"What? You wanna do it now? In the middle of the woods? With your leg like that?"

"To bind the wound. Okay, come on."

Despite her protests, Jane obliged and removed her shirt. "Oh, god, Maura. Please ... please don't make me do this."

"Listen to me. Listen to me. You just keep on cutting, okay, till the blood starts to flow."

"Maura, I'm sorry. I can't do this. I can't cut into my girlfriend's leg."

"I trust you! Okay? Just ... once you make the double incision, you massage the wound like this. Okay, the blood will be black."

"I can't. I love you, but I can't do this. I'm sorry."

"I really like my leg, Jane." Maura was on the verge of tears. "I love you. I trust you. I need you to do this. Please."

"Okay." relented Jane. She grabbed the glass from Maura's hand and steadied herself. Before she could start cutting, she leaned in and kissed Maura. "All right. You ready?"

Maura nodded in response. Jane began her impromptu surgery. She took the glass and started an incision on Maura's leg.

"Use more pressure. I'm okay." Maura said, pain evident in her voice.

"You're all right?" Jane checked as she pressed harder on the glass.

"Ow! I'm not okay! Ow!" Maura screamed as she convulsed and then passed out.

"Maura? Maura?" Jane called as she scrambled to check on Maura. "I love you. I love you. I'm so sorry." Jane whispered to Maura. She kissed Maura's temple and then returned to her task. There was no way she was letting Maura down.

...

Jane had successfully completed her task and bandaged Maura up when Sensei Matta and his men found them. He took them back to the car and spilled every detail of what happened to Rachel on the way there. He then had his men buckle them in with their hands bound by the lap belt.

"I'm a homicide Detective. Every cop from here to Boston will be looking for us." Jane said as she struggled against the seatbelt.

"Too bad you can't look behind you." Sensei Matta started. "You'd have a nice view of the water when it comes through. See, you're in a spillway for one of my reservoirs. A few million gallons of water's gonna come pouring through here. It's pretty toxic from all the fracking. If I were you, I wouldn't drink it. Let's go."

Sensei Matta and his men retreated. Water started to rush down and surround the car. It began to creep in and Jane struggled harder to get out of the belt.

"Come on! Come on!" Finally, Jane wiggled her hands free. She reached down and retrieved Maura's phone from the floor of the car.

"Try the phone." Maura said, groggily.

"I can't, Maura. It's busted, and it got wet." Jane replied, as she continues to fiddle with the phone.

"Call your dad. Tell him we're dating and that you don't care what he thinks."

Jane sniffled and then responded, "Okeydokey." All of a sudden the cell phone beeped, showing signs of life "Oh, crap, it works!"

"The microprocessor dried. Yay!" Maura's groggy, toddler like voice would have been hysterical to Jane if they weren't in such a dangerous situation.

"Maybe we can text... Wait. Crap. No. I can only send symbols. Son of a..."

"Type four two point three nine one zero..."

"Okay, thank you, Maura." Jane was really trying to stay calm, but with Maura's state and the water rushing around them, she was finding it very difficult.

"Bing-bing. Boop-boop-boop. Bing-bing-boop-boop" Maura babbled.

"That's morse code. Nice job, Maura." Jane quickly typed out the morse code coordinate directions of their location to Korsak.

...

"That view is not okay." Jane said as she looked behind them. Water was rushing around them faster and the car was quickly filling with water. They had been here for a while and Jane was starting to worry that they wouldn't be found in time.

"Jane? Maura? You down there?" a voice called.

Jane's eyes widened. "Korsak?! Down here! Help!"

Korsak quickly ran down the embankment and over to the passenger window. "You okay?"

"Yeah. We got to get Maura out of here, all right? The spillway to the reservoir is open. Hurry."

"Great job with the morse code. The coordinates put me almost on top of you." Korsak said.

"Watch her leg! Watch her leg!" Jane called as Korsak lifter Maura out of the car.

"Can you walk?" Korsak asked.

"Uh, I can hop." Maura answered.

"We gotta get her to a hospital." Jane said.

"We will. We will. Good job keeping her alive, Rizzoli." Korsak said.

"Like I was gonna let the love of my life die."

...

Maura was sitting on the couch with her leg propped up on the coffee table. Jane walked over and handed her a plate of fruit and cheese.

"As requested." Jane said.

"Thank you." Maura said. "Not just for this, but for saving my leg."

"Hey, no way I was letting you die out there."

A knock on the door pulled them out of their conversation.

"Are we expecting someone?" Maura questioned.

"I uh, I invited my father over. So I can tell him about us."

"Jane, if you aren't ready... I shouldn't have pushed you."

"I'm ready. I almost lost you. I want everyone to know how much I love you."

Jane opened the door. "Hey, Pop. Come on in." Frank entered the house. "Do you wanna take a seat?" Jane asked. Frank moved into the living room and took a seat in a chair in the corner.

"What happened to you?" Frank asked when he saw Maura.

"I was injured in a car accident, but Jane saved me." Maura smiled.

"Uh, Pop, I asked you to come over because I wanted to talk to you about something." Jane started. She began pacing around the living room, working up the courage to say the next part. "Maura and I are dating. I live her with her. We are in love."

Frank was silent.

"Please, say something." Jane pleaded.

"I know." Frank said.

"What – what do you mean you know."

"Tommy told me."

"I'm gonna ki-"

"Jane." Maura whispered. She placed her hand on Jane's arm to calm her.

"I'm disappointed in you, Janie. I thought I raised you better than this." Frank continued.

"Than what? You raised me to be a good person. To help others. I'm that person, Pop. My character doesn't change just because I'm dating a woman."

"We had this conversation when you were little. You know the church does not approve –"

"The church also doesn't approve of you marrying Lydia and you're doing that."

"Don't drag her into this. I'm not the one in the wrong here."

"Really?! You're the one who asked Ma to sign annulment papers at her work. The one who made a scene in front of the entire precinct. And I'm the one in the wrong?"

"Being gay is a sin, Janie. I can't condone this. It's unnatural."

"I should go." Maura said as she tried to stand up.

"No. No. Pop, you should go."

"Get your life together, Janie." Frank said, as he stood from his chair and began to head to the door.

"My life is wonderful, Pop. Maura is amazing. She is the love of my life. My soul mate. I would die without her. And if you don't want to see that, that's your loss."

"Don't expect to see me again."

"Not a problem. Now go."

Frank walked to the door. He looked back at Jane, standing with her arms crossed across her chest. Her face set. He knew there was no arguing with her. So he turned back to the door, opened it, and left.

As soon as the door shut, Jane turned back to Maura.

"I'm so sorry, Jane." Maura said.

"Not your fault." Jane replied as she sat down next to Maura on the couch.

"I should have listened to you. I should have respected your wishes."

"No, hey, no. You are not the one who outed me. You are not the one who decided to tell him. I love my life. I love our life. And anyone who doesn't want to be happy for us is not welcome here."

"But he's your father."

"He's made enough mistakes lately for me to not care. Now, Tommy on the other hand, he will be getting his ass kicked."

"Jane, don't be too hard on him."

"He outed me!"

"He was trying to bond with your father."

"Fine. Can I yell at him?"

"Oh, absolutely."

The rest of the night was filled with revenge plans and a lot of laughter and love.