Hey, guys, got a story for ya. This is my first time posting here, so I guess we'll see how it goes. I finally caved to peer pressure and decided to put some stories out there for ya, hope you enjoy! This is a collab between myself and NightmareWalker, we chose, like, a dozen different games we wanted our girls to venture into and just let them run loose where they may. Constructive criticism is welcome!

Without further ado!

I don't own these characters, Microsoft, or any other italicized big name. They are property of TNT and Tess Gerritsen but I do own my own Xbox 360 console, Battlefield 4 game and Grand Theft Auto 5 game.

Video Game Day at Maura's

Jane and Frankie Play: Battlefield 4 part 1

Jane Rizzoli liked to unwind from time to time in different ways. I mean, who didn't, especially in her line of work. Usually she'd have a beer or four, flip the TV on and watch whatever sports game she had recorded. But today, she decided that she wasn't going to watch the Red Sox put a beating on the Tampa Bay Rays. She had an app on her phone to show her the score, so she really didn't care. Today, she was going to go over to Maura's. She knew that Maura had a day off as well but she probably was off doing who knows what with her Ma.

'Probably clothes shoppin'. Ugh. No thanks! Jane thought to herself with a shake of her head.

The brunette pursed her lips. Perhaps she'd do a little shopping herself. She did have a stockpile of cash on hand that she had gotten back anyway from that tax season, why not splurge a little bit? The detective smirked, pulling her cell phone from her hip and dialed her little brother.

"Frankie. You have the day off, right?" Jane asked.

"Uh Hi, Janie…what are you calling for?" Frankie asked cautiously.
"Do you have the day off or not?"

"Yeah I do. What do you need?"

"We are going shopping."

"For..."

"Something fun."

Frankie sighed heavily, but he was cautiously curious about what his sister hinting at, but he was game.

"Alright fine but you owe me beer. Lots and lots of beer."

Half hour later

The Rizzoli siblings sat in Jane's unmarked squad car staring apprehensively at the ominous building known as the mall.

"Best Buy? Why are we here?"

"We are getting Xboxes and some sports game or something. I'm bored and want to switch it up a bit. I was thinking video games."

Frankie stared openly; shocked at his eldest sister's response. So he reached across and laid his hand upon Jane's forehead. The woman slapped his hand away with a scowl.

"What are you doing?"

"Making sure you are ok. You don't sound like the same Janie I know."

"Just shut up, Frankie. Let's get the damn Xboxes, a few games, headsets, or whatever we need for it. After, we can head to the grocery store, get snacks, beer, and then head to Maura's. I think she's got an extra TV in the guest room."

"Why can't we play at your place?"

"I only have one TV, Frankie. Maura has two. And they're flat screens," Jane said as she smirked at Frankie.

"That means HD." She continued.

Frankie gaped at his sister once more but then grinned. Jane flashed Frankie a grin right back before they both got out of the unmarked car and rushed inside like excited little kids.

They returned a half hour later after getting two Xbox Ones, good headsets, Battlefield 4, Madden NFL 15, and unfortunately, Frankie forced her to also buy Grand Theft Auto V. It wasn't like she was going to play that all the time. She didn't find the appeal in running people over with a car, beating hookers to death with baseball bats after you purchase them for their services, and straight up shooting people in the face with a gun when they are least expecting it.

"So, off to Maura's?"

Jane shook her head when Frankie interrupted her thoughts and gave him a curious look.

"No, grocery store first and then Maura's. It's gunna take a bit to set up accounts. The guy even said so but knowin' Maura and Ma and how they shop, they won't be back for another five hours probably."

Frankie raised his eyebrow but let it go. Jane was probably right. They needed to switch it up a bit instead of just going to the Robber all the time and drinking.

Jane ran down the aisles with her little brother. Both had carts and were acting like kids who finally got to push the cart. Both carts were not really filled but they did contain two thirty racks of their favorite beer each; Blue Moon for Jane and Sam Adams for Frankie. They had chips, dip, candy and other snack food they would need for their gaming. Jane wanted to go all out. The last time Jane remembered they went all out for playing video games is when they got a Super Nintendo and Mortal Kombat 3. Jane, Frankie and Tommy stayed up most of the night playing the game learning how to fight and of course the fatalities. It wouldn't be Mortal Kombat if it didn't have fatalities. They checked out and then raced out with the carts to Jane's unmarked and loaded it up. Frankie took the carts back while Jane got in and started the car up. Frankie ran back over, opening the door and jumping in all in one motion. The two oldest Rizzoli siblings were ready for their gaming afternoon.

They were finally at Maura's. Jane and Frankie went upstairs to grab the extra flat screen TV and an empty end table in Maura's extra storage room to prop it up on. Both siblings hooked up their respective systems, set up everything, made sure the Xboxes were connected to the WI-FI and then headed back out to the kitchen to get their snacks and beer ready.

"What game first?"

"Uh…let's try Battlefield 4."

"I really wanted to try Grand Theft Auto V but if you insist."

"Yeah I insist Frankie. We can beat hookers to death with baseball bats and run over pedestrians with cars later."

Frankie snorted in laughter at his sister's sarcastic response as he followed her lead over to the couch. He claimed the recliner while she had the couch. The snack bowls were set on the coffee table and their beers were sitting on coasters.

"You ready?"

"I was born ready. Did you really need to ask me that?"

Jane raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow that would have the People's Champ proud of.
"Of course. Kinda walked into that one."

"Yeah you did. Just put the game in Frankie."

Frankie did as he was told and sat back with his headset just as Jane put her unruly hair up in the 'Ponytail of Justice' and then slid the headset on.

They were ready now.

It took both Jane and Frankie a while before they could actually play because of the updates for the game. Once they actually got to play, it took them a half hour to figure out the controls to everything, but then they were off on missions and never looked back.

"Damn! They got fifty cal sniper rifles in this game! Janie! Did you see the size of that hole I put in that concrete wall?" Jane laughed.

"You even have to factor in the bullet drop for distance. Shit. This is sort of realistic for snipers I guess."

"No shit. Did you see me demolish that building with a tank?"

"Fuckin' hell, Jane. Looks like I'm tellin' Cavanaugh not to let you drive a tank if the BPD ever has the budget to get one."

"Shut up, asshole."

Frankie burst into laughter while Jane rolled her eyes. They continued to get used to everything before they decided to try their hand at online.

Maura smiled; she had a wonderful afternoon with Angela, and a few of Angela's friends shopping and then treating them all to lunch. She pulled her Prius in only to find Jane's unmarked in the spot she always parks it in.

'That's peculiar. What is Jane doing here?' The medical examiner thought.

She just shrugged.

'Well, at least I will not have to call her and ask her if she was going to show up later. She is already here. It will make it easier for me to convince her that we should go shopping this weekend.' Maura smiled.

Maura shut off her vehicle and proceeded to grab her Louis Vuitton handbag and the other bag consisting of a new Armani Colleczioni dress and Louis Vuitton shoes she purchased at the new boutique. The honey blonde was rather excited though that her best friend was already at her place on their rare day off. Maura would be lying if she wasn't anxious as to see Jane anyway. She had to tell Jane all about the new boutique and eventually rope the lanky detective into going to try on dresses and shoes. Oh yes, Maura Isles had a plan and she was going succeed in her mission to get Jane in going.

Maura locked her car, steeling herself for some resistance with the homicide detective; however, with an offer for lunch and a drink at the Robber, it would more likely get Jane to agree to try on dresses and shoes. The medical examiner was so focused on executing her plan to get Jane to agree, she hadn't expected loud explosions, gunshots, swearing, and yelling when she opened her front door. Maura jumped in shock.

"Goddamnit! Why the hell are you standing near me, dumb ass? The concept of this game is to kill the opponent! Not stand near me so I get killed, you jerk! Hey, I'm not a kid. I'm a grown ass woman who is currently doing much better than you, kid! Well if I'm bad at this game, then maybe mommy and daddy shouldn't have bought you the game because clearly you sound like you could pass for a twelve year old. I bought this game on my own because I'm old enough to buy rated M games unlike you."

Maura's eyes widened. 'What is going on? Who is Jane yelling at? Why is she yelling like that? I am not aware that Jane brought anybody with her.' Maura asked herself. She kicked off her heels and walked around to see Jane sitting on the couch; leaning forward, large bowls of junk food and a few empty beer bottles littered across the coffee table in front of her and a headset on over her ears. Maura moved a little farther and saw that her other flat screen TV from the guest room was now in the living room. If Maura wasn't surprised before, she was now because Frankie sitting in the recliner in the same position as Jane with an identical headset on and the same thing on the TV.

"Frankie, Stop your fucking laughing. It's not funny!"

"Oh yeah it is!" He laughed.

"Shut your hole, Frankie before I dropkick you out of that recliner and then dropkick you a second time just because you deserve it with an added throat punch." Jane warned with a growl.

Frankie burst into a fit of snickers and giggles as his big sister went back to cussing at the game and other players who were riling her up. Frankie maneuvered around on the game with his SCAR-H/P223 combo as he followed his older sister who had an RPG out.

"Frankie! I told you to use the Engineer class so we could destroy that tank!" Jane barked out at her brother.

"No you didn't. You assumed I'd listen. Go get me another beer." He said to his sister.

"Get your own damn beer! I got a tank to destroy. In a minute Bass. I'll get your strawberries buddy." The homicide detective replied, clearly determined in her mission in destroying the tank on the video game as the African Spurred Tortoise nudged her foot with his head.

"I wasn't talking to you, kid. I was talking to my best friend's turtle. His name is Bass and he wants me to kick your ass back to the time you were just a glint in your father's eyes. I don't give a shit if you are my team, I'll still whoop your ass." Jane barked out over the microphone.

Frankie snorted in laughter. Jane was always so spaz-tastic when it came to video games when they played when they were kids. She'd get way into it and get mad when she lost. Frankie would know. He was there when his big sister would get mad at him or the game. Sometimes Tommy was the unfortunate one to Janie's wrath. Jane would then take her anger and frustration out on her little brothers if they beat her at video games.

Maura decided that perhaps it was time to make her presence known. She cleared her throat and then approached both Jane and Frankie.

"What in the world is going on here?" She asked sternly.

Both Frankie and Jane jumped. They immediately muted their headsets and looked to the honey blonde, who was standing in the doorway with her arms crossed. "Uh." Jane started to say before looking to Frankie.

"Don't look at me! You said Maura would be ok if we hung out here!" Frankie said quickly as he looked to Maura.

Jane narrowed her eyes at her younger brother; as if to hope he could read her mind because right now, she was calling him a traitor.

"Jane?" Maura asked lightly.

"Yeah?" The dark haired woman asked a bit sheepish her and Frankie were caught.

"Can you explain to me what you and Frankie are doing playing…video games in my living room?" She asked.

"Uh well you see. We thought that you wouldn't mind if we came over to chill for a bit. I uh told Frankie that I wanted to switch it up a bit so we went and bought Xbox Ones, games and headsets?" Jane said like a question hoping her best friend wouldn't freak out.

Maura just stared at them, not really knowing how to respond. She was a little thrown that Jane of all people would actually spend her day off playing video games. It was surprising to say the least. Maura never really got that vibe from Jane that she actually liked video games.

"What exactly are the two playing?" The blonde asked curiously.

"Battlefield 4. We are playing Conquest. It's like warfare with tanks, jets, helicopters, boats and what not." Frankie explained, not even looking at Maura because he was too focused on his mission to win the round.

"Yeah and we totally won." Jane bragged as their game ended.

Maura watched as Jane and Frankie then got into another game. Nothing happened for the first few minutes but all hell broke loose after.

"What the fuck! Asshole killed me from all the way over there with a goddamned sniper rifle?! What a bitch!" Jane yelled at the TV.

Frankie sat back, calm as a cucumber with a smirk on his face. Maura looked at Jane startled. She knew of Jane's salty language and really didn't approve of it either. "God damn it! Frankie! Find that bastard since you are so good at sniping!" Jane snapped at her younger brother.

"I thought you said you didn't want me helping you." Frankie replied, sarcastically.

"No I said help me because we are family! We watch each others' backs. Clearly, you are doing a shit job at it. GODDAMNIT!" Jane shouted in a rage now.

It was the fourth time the guy sniped her as soon as she took off running in the game. Frankie smirked once more as he went about his business in the game. The medical examiner could see Jane getting progressively more red faced and angry with this video game.

"Jane. If this game is making you angry, why are you playing it?" Maura asked, curiously as to know why Jane would play a game that was making her angry.

"Because it's fun Maura. Frankie and I are playing because we are having fu…YOU MOTHER FUCKER! Frankie! Kill that bastard in the tank before he kills…me!" Jane shouted once more after her character got blown up by a tank. Frankie was definitely trying his hardest not to burst into laughter.

"You know what? Fine! Since you are not helping me, I'll get him myself." The taller woman growled out as equipped the C4 explosives to her support class and pulled a 'Leroy Jenkins' and demolished the tank that killed her moments prior to blowing up the tank and herself in the game.

"Aloha Snack-bar, bitch!"

Maura sighed, heavily. She just shook her head and headed into the kitchen with her handbag and shopping bag. She was irked, agitated, and a bit amused if she were to be honest, so Maura decided to busy herself with some paperwork on her laptop as she watched Jane and Frankie play their war games.

Few hours later

Maura couldn't help but suppress a grin while Jane whined that her and Frankie lost three times in a row, how many times Jane was killed by the opposing players and how many kills she got. Frankie laughed on and on the more Jane complained about Battlefield 4 but still continued to play on even if she stated over and over, 'I fucking hate this game.' Maura wanted to chime in asking Jane why she bought it in the first place just to be a smart-ass. Maura grinned that time as she thought about it.

"Alright Janie. I'm gunna head back ta my place and play there. I'll probably start up a season on Madden or start on GTA. I'll help yah clean up before you take me back to my place." He said looking to his older sister.

Jane just nodded as she gladly turned off her Xbox One and narrowed her eyes at the offending object. Maybe it was a terrible idea to buy the damn video games; especially Battlefield 4.

She helped Frankie clean up candy wrappers, stray pieces of popcorn, chips, and cleaned up the beer bottles so Maura wouldn't get after her about cleaning it up later. Frankie packed up his Xbox, games, and headset before he helped Jane take the other flat screen up to the guest room. Jane then proceeded to tell Maura that she was going to take Frankie back to his place, stop by her place, grab Jo and clothes for tomorrow and Maura didn't protest. She just gave Jane a smile and said that it was ok before the two detectives headed out.

Jane returns twenty minutes later with her trusty canine companion Jo Friday, a duffle bag of her clothes, badge, gun, and cell phone charger. She pulled into the driveway at Maura's again shutting off her car after she placed it in park. The lanky homicide detective grabbed her things, Jo and then headed back inside. Jo happily ran inside to greet her friend, Bass the Tortoise, who lumbered around. Maura still sat at the island counter, sipping wine, typing away on her laptop. Jane immediately kicked her shoes off, hung up her Red Sox hoodie and then headed straight for the couch once more to play Battlefield once more.

Hour later

Jane gave up; She just rage quit. She was going to take this game back and buy a different one because Battlefield was beginning to piss her off. Maura sat down beside her.

"I hate that game." Jane bit out with a glare at the game case that was sitting on the coffee table.

Maura took a deep breath and exhaled. This was her moment of glory. She wanted to tease Jane for it because Jane would have teased her lightly about something.

"Well then why did you buy Battlefield in the first place?" Maura asked innocently.

Jane whipped her head to the right, the 'Ponytail of Justice' swishing quickly to the left as she gave the chief medical examiner a death glare.

"Smart ass." Jane growled out, narrowing her eyes as she leaned back against the couch folding her arms across her chest, pouting.

Maura just burst into laughter.