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It is 5 am and Jane Rizzoli has her eyes wide open. She was going crazy about the high temperature. It was over a 100 degrees and she was floating out of her bed. Not literally, but she was soaking wet. Her shorts and sleeveless top sticked to her body. She got up and went to the kitchen. She stopped when she entered the hall where the light was on. She was sure about switching the light off. She pulled up her shoulders and walked further down the kitchen. She didn't like what her eyes had caught. Her place was ransacked. The sofa was flipped upside down, her dresser drawers were open and the floor had a carpet of paper. She saw a silhouette

"Well that's the quickest I ever seen my mother end a dinner party!" Jane said, trying not to laugh as she stood in the night air with Maura by her side. Maura wrapped her arms around herself as the cool breeze blew. Jane took her jacket off and put it over Maura's shoulders. She snuggled into the warm material and smiled. "Thanks." She said softly. Jane looked down at her girlfriend. "Are you okay?" She asked, concerned. Maura looked down and nodded. "I'm still not sure how to take your mother's reaction." Jane bit her lip. "We haven't really gotten to that part yet." Maura looked up, her eyes filled with puzzlement. "What do you mean?" S

Everything was so quickly Maura was starting to feel sick. Frankie was in danger and she didn't know how long he had. Now she had watched helplessly as Bobby had taken Jane out by gun point to the front of the building. She had done all she could for Frankie, now she followed Detective Marino cautiously, trying not to get his attention. She was just on the steps of the building when she watched as Jane shouted to Korsak and Frost to shook Bobby. She was more worried about getting help for her little brother than for her own life, which would more than likely be taken if her co-workers and friends shot Bobby down. Suddenly she watched in hor

The night air was cool and crisp, not an uncomfortable end to a fairly hot and humid day. Detective Jane Rizzoli walked down the streets of Boston with her co-worker and girlfriend Doctor Maura Isles. The sound of Maura's high heels clicking on the sidewalk were really the only ones. It was a quiet night in Boston, something that rarely ever happened. "That was lovely Jane, I didn't know you had such refined taste." Jane rolled her eyes. "I don't, I remembered you talking about wanting to go there a while back and I finally got reservations there." Maura squeezed her hand. "Well it was a lovely gesture regardless." Jane smiled and rolle

It was a muggy night in Boston, moisture seemed to cling to anything it could. Jane Rizzoli laid in bed, eyes open, staring at the ceiling. She hadn't been able to sleep for the last three nights. The humidity was getting to her. She rubbed the palms of her hands, feeling the long healed wounds left to her by Charles Hoyt. Her heart still raced when she remembered. She felt the familiar prickle all over her body and she sat upright in bed. Frustrated she took Joe Friday, attached her leash and headed out the door. There was a slight breeze, but it was doing nothing to cool the night air. Jane sniffed. It smelled like rain, she hoped it woul

Snow was falling lightly, it was a crisp morning, the sun was shining. It was one of the most pleasant days Maura had experienced this month. It was the beginning of December and they hadn't seen any snow until today. Maura had taken the afternoon to go Christmas shopping at all her favourite places in Boston. She smiled to herself, watching her breath manifest in front of her in a spiral. She loved days like this, the leaves were bare and yes it was chilly, but it was a magical time of year. Christmas was just around the corner and there was something in the air. As cliché as she knew it was, there was something about this time of year

 Jane breathed in. The crisp morning air hitting her lungs. It was time for her morning run and she was strangely nervous. It might have something to do with the fact a certain someone was joining her today. "Jane!" The enthusiastic call echoed across the deserted early morning street. Jane turned around to see a practically glowing Maura Isles jog across the street. A smile broke out on to the detective's face as her friend reached in front of her. "Are you ready? I am highly excited for our early morning run! Running is both beneficial for heath and therefore happiness!" Jane chuckles, her worries forgotten. "Well shall we get going? I