A/N: Hey guys! I'm back with yet another story. Looks like my creativeness has been gracing me with its presence. No, I'm just kidding. I'm happy to be able to have ideas to write down and share with you all. I want everyone who is reading 'She's the Man – Or Not' to not worry. The story will be uploaded normally and will be finished! So, let me explain some things about this story:
It's AU, but not completely. Jane is still a Detective and Maura is still a Medical Examiner. But I've just changed the way they met and how that will change their relationship.
Something else you need to know is that there is no Hoyt, he never happened. I just don't like writing the guy or the aftermath. And there is no Ian as well. Maura has some baggage that will all be explained in the story itself, so if anything is unclear about why Maura is acting or saying certain things, please keep in mind that it will all be explained. Frank and Angela have already gotten a divorce and Tommy won't be in the beginning of the story (That will also be explained later on).
Oh and one other thing, I will not be writing about any cases, this is about Jane and Maura and their relationship. There will be certain aspects of cases that show up, but that will only be in the beginning of the story. I wanted to devote my complete attention to Jane and Maura and not make a half assed attempt at writing a case. I'm bad enough at it as it is.
If there is anything that makes you confused or just something you want to know, don't hesitate to ask! I will answer your questions!
This story was a prompt from someone here on FF. I don't know their name, but all I know is that they used to have a 'story' here called: "Headcanon Series" This person uploaded ideas for stories on here, but recently took it off the site. I hope that this person will see this story and will like the spin I put on it. Please, if this story is one of your ideas, let me know! I would like to thank you personally!
All mistakes are mine and even though I always re-read my chapters before I post them, I'm still human. I sincerely hope you guys are going to like this story. It's the first time I've written anything serious with grown Jane and Maura. Teenage Rizzles seems a lot easier though haha. But, enough of my ramblings, let's get on with the story!
Her feet hit the pavement loudly as she rushed through the crowd. Her breath came in short gasps, trying to fill her lungs. She cursed, pushing people out of the way.
"Out of the damn way! Police!" Her yells were heard and people quickly moved out of their way, straining their necks to see what was going on.
Jane could clearly see the figure in front of her and she would be damned if she was going to let him get away. The damn guy had jumped her back at his place, pushing her to the ground before running off. She vaguely remembered shouting at Korsak to call for back-up before she took off running after their suspect. She wished she had asked Frost to come along, he was better at this.
She sighed loudly as she pushed through another crowd. "Get the fuck out of my way!" She was getting more and more frustrated with this guy. Stop already.
Turning a sharp corner, she saw his red jacket cross the street. Pushing through a young couple, she sprinted across the street. Focusing too much on the suspect, Jane failed to see the car coming her way. When she heard the screeching of tires, she turned her head just in time to see a car headed her way. Her eyes widened when she realized she didn't have enough time to get out of the way. Closing her eyes, she braced herself for the impact.
Yells were heard all around her as she was launched on the hood of the car. She was propelled to the ground as the car came to a sudden stop, her body coming down with a loud thud and a crack.
Jane lay motionless for a while, her adrenaline quickly running out. She heard voices, footsteps, cars, but she couldn't open her eyes to see what was going on. She groaned softly, willing her body to move. It wouldn't listen.
"She's alive! Where is that ambulance?!"
"It's on its way. What should we do?"
Slowly, Jane cracked open her eyes. She saw several shoes around her, not having the energy to lift her head up. Fuck it hurts. Again, she groaned.
"Hey, can you hear me?" That same voice. It was a man that was certain. Opening her eyes fully, she lifted her head slightly.
"No, don't move. The ambulance is on its way, just stay still." Even if she had wanted to lift her head any further, the sudden pain in her head and neck caused her to drop it back on the ground, closing her eyes as she tried to will the pain to go away.
She wanted to ask what happened. Wanted to ask why everything hurt so much, but she couldn't find her voice. Instead she stayed still, tried to focus on her breathing until she heard the familiar sirens of the ambulance. Before long, she was hoisted into it.
"Excuse me ma'am, but unless you're family you can't come with us." Jane heard the voice of a young man.
"I'm a doctor." She didn't recognize that voice. It was a woman. If Jane had the energy to frown, she would've. The voice sounded fragile, weak. As if she was on the verge of crying.
She heard the young man tell her to quickly get in, before he shut the door. Seconds later, Jane felt the ambulance start to move.
"Ma'am? Can you hear me?" She opened her eyes, the blurry face of a young man in his mid-twenties coming into view. She nodded, though she wasn't sure if he saw it. She saw him smile softly.
"Can you tell me your name?" Jane felt his hands move across her body, making a list of all her injuries. She opened her mouth a few times, trying to say something as simple as her name.
"It's okay, take your time." Jane groaned softly, before rasping out her name,
"Ja-Jane." She breathed, hissing at the sharp pain in her side.
"Jane." The whisper came from the left of her. She let her eyes wonder over to the sound, finding a woman around her age staring intently at her, fear in her eyes.
Who is she? Jane remembered the paramedic telling her that she couldn't drive with them unless she was family. She remembered her answer. Was she there when the accident happened? Jane opened her mouth.
"What happened? She mumbled, taking a deep breath.
"You had an accident." The voice belonged to the paramedic, but Jane kept looking at the woman at her side. She frowned.
"Accident?" There was a sudden flash of guilt in the woman's eyes, her fear increasing. She bit her lip, tears appearing in her eyes.
"I'm sorry." Jane's eyes widened as she realized exactly who this woman was and what had happened. Everything had been a bit foggy after she had been hit, but it all returned to her now.
She kept her eyes on the woman, watching as she started to fidget with her hands, her eyes looking everywhere but at Jane. The Detective swallowed. Anger rose up within her. She was this close to catching the damn suspect and she got hit by a freakin' car? How can someone not see a person crossing the street?
She closed her eyes tightly against the pain she felt. Why hadn't the damn guy given her something for it yet? Focusing on her breathing, she vaguely heard the paramedic ask if the woman was okay, her sobs filling her ears as she dropped into unconsciousness.
A headache. That was the first thing Jane experienced when she woke hours later. She opened her eyes slowly, blinking against the harsh light invading her eyes. She lifted her left hand, trying to block out the light when something caught her eye. A cast. Surrounding her wrist. She frowned for a moment, trying to figure out why she would have a cast on. The car accident was still fresh on her mind, she just didn't remember breaking her wrist. She groaned softly as she dropped her hand back down.
"Janie?" She turned her head at the sound, finding her mother sitting in a chair next to her bed. The older woman rubbed her eyes, apparently just waking up from her sleep.
"Hey Ma." She rasped out, trying to give the woman a smile.
"How are you feeling sweetie?" She could see the concern in her mother's eyes. But what didn't escape her was the fear and anger that was behind it. She would definitely be getting a lecture later.
"Not sure. I have a headache." She tried to move around, the current position becoming more uncomfortable with the minute. The pain in her side stopped her and she groaned loudly, gritting her teeth.
"Don't move. You were hurt badly. I'll go get a nurse." Her mother quickly scampered out of her seat, disappearing down the hall. Jane watched her go, a sigh escaping her lips.
She had no idea in what state she was right now. She knew her wrist was broken and when she felt her face, she felt a nasal cannula delivering her oxygen. Something was wrong with her lungs. The thought immediately entered her mind and she felt panic begin to seep in. Someone had to tell her what the hell was wrong with her… and fast.
She tried to sit up, her body protesting against her moves.
"You shouldn't move." Jane froze.
That voice. She had heard it before. Lifting her eyes slowly, she came face to face with the same woman who was with her in the ambulance. She felt her anger return, her panic and uncomfortable feelings dissipating immediately.
"What the fuck are you doing here? Come to finish me off?" She knew her words were harsh, but right now she didn't care. The woman that hit her with her car, first had the nerve to drive in the ambulance with her and now she showed up in her hospital room?!
She watched as the woman shuffled nervously, opening her mouth several times to say something.
"I came to see if you were okay." Jane scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest. She ignored the pain, not about to let this stranger see her in a fragile state. She didn't even let her mother see her like that.
"Right. Now you've seen me. You can leave." Jane was surprised that talking came so easy. Not two minutes ago she was barely able to say hi to her mother and right now she was almost yelling in complete sentences.
The woman seemed to debate whether or not to leave. Jane kept her eyes glued on her, waiting for her to see her retreating back. But that didn't happen. Instead, the woman stepped further into the room, a sudden look of determination on her face. Jane raised her eyebrows, wondering if this woman was brave or just plain stupid.
"I'm not leaving yet. Not until I've apologized." The Detective narrowed her eyes.
She waited for the honey blonde to begin, but all she did was stand there, looking at Jane.
"Well?" The faster she would say what she had to say, the faster she would be gone and would leave Jane alone to sulk.
The woman took a breath, seemingly startled out of her trance. "I'm sorry." Jane waited a beat.
"That's it? You already said that." The stranger swallowed thickly, starting to fidget again.
"I'm sorry. I didn't…" A strangled sob escaped her throat and she sunk down in the chair, her hand in front of her mouth.
Jane just watched. Was this woman seriously going to cry right now? After hitting her with her car? If anyone had the right to cry it was her damnit!
"I didn't see you." Honey blonde curls bounced as the woman shook her head, tears leaking from her eyes. "I hadn't been concentrating on the road and when I saw you it was already too late. I am so terribly sorry!" The sobs became louder as the woman buried her face in her hands.
Jane opened her mouth to say… what? What was she supposed to say? Tell her to watch out next time? To keep her eyes on the road? That wasn't going to change what happened. But then again, it might make Jane feel better.
The sobs continued to wreck the other woman's body. Jane sighed, rolling her eyes.
"Stop crying for crying out loud." This only caused the stranger to cry harder.
Jane was about to say something else, when her mother returned with a nurse. One look at Jane's face and the woman crying at her bedside had Angela scolding her daughter.
"Jane Clementine Rizzoli! What did you do?!" Jane gaped at her mother, looking on as she walked over to the distraught woman. Enveloping her in a hug, Angela glared at Jane.
"Really Ma?! Why don't you ask her what she did to me?!" Angela's eyes filled with confusion.
"What are you talking about?" Jane huffed, making sure to eye the nurse who was checking Jane's vitals.
"She was the one that hit me. She's the reason I'm here!" The Detectives arms waved around, which she regretted instantly as a sharp pain entered her side.
"Mother-" "Jane!" She glared at her mother, who still had her arms around the stranger.
"How are you feeling?" Jane's brown eyes slowly left her mother, making their way to the other side where the nurse was standing.
"Really?" She heard her mother sigh. Rolling her eyes, she crossed her arms once more. "I have a headache, my side is killing me and the person who tried to kill me is in the same room. How do you think I feel?"
"Jane!" She scowled, seeing the nurse's face turn to one of sympathy.
"I will give you something for your pain." Jane nodded appreciatively, before turning her attention back to her mother.
She was glad to see that she wasn't holding the woman anymore. Angela looked apprehensively at the woman next to her. The honey blonde's sobs had subsided and she furiously wiped at her eyes. Clearing her throat, she started to speak again.
"I'm sorry. I really am. My mind was on something else. I…" She trailed off, lifting her eyes to look at Jane. "Please forgive me." The last part was whispered and Jane was caught off guard at the amount of emotion she saw in those eyes.
She swallowed, uncrossing her arms. But she didn't answer. Angela reached out a hand, gently squeezing the woman's arm.
"What's your name sweetie?" Jane wanted to yell at her. Tell her to kick the woman out of her room. Tell her to drive her to the damn station to have her arrested. But somehow she understood her mother. The woman wasn't lying. Wasn't just apologizing to make herself feel better. She truly felt sorry for what she did.
"M-Maura. Maura Isles." The name sounded vaguely familiar to Jane, but she just couldn't put her finger on it. She kept her eyes fixed on Maura.
"I'm Angela. This is Jane." The Detective glared at her mother.
"Gee Ma, want to tell her where I live too?" The older woman gave her daughter a stern look. One she knew all too well. It was the stop-being-such-a-pain-in-the-ass look. Jane sighed, pouting like a little girl.
"I'm very sorry Angela. I didn't mean to…" She swallowed, not able to finish her sentence. Angela smiled softly.
"I know. You're too sincere to have done this on purpose." Maura looked up surprised.
She had run over her daughter and she wasn't even mad? She hadn't really thought her plan through. All she wanted to do was make sure that the other woman was alive. But when she saw her try to move around, her doctoral instincts kicked in. She didn't plan on talking to her. Nor did she plan to cry her heart out in a complete stranger's hospital bed.
"You're not mad?" She saw Angela's smile drop.
"Oh, I'm mad. But that won't do any of us any good in this situation." Maura's mouth went dry. What was going to happen now? "I'm hoping you already talked to the police?" At Maura's nod, Angela continued. "Good. And you walking around freely tells me enough. But I would appreciate it if you would leave us alone now." All the honey blonde could do was nod again. Shooting one last apologetic glance at Jane, she quietly shuffled out of the room, turning back to give one more look at the women in the room.
A/N: And that's the end of chapter one! My chapters will be around this length, so you know what you can expect! Let me know what all think of this chapter and I would love to read your reviews. I'm still not entirely sure if I'll be updating this once or twice a week. But you will soon find out! See you all next time and I sincerely hope you liked the first chapter!