Characters are not mine, but one can wish, right?

Maura Isles jogged in place as she waited for her friend to arrive. Jane was due to arrive any moment to join her in a run. She had been thinking about her friend Frank Rizzoli Junior most of the night. It had hurt her to know he was seeing someone, but it had nearly killed her when he was played an almost killed. She had begun seeing him differently about a year ago. She was glad she could tell Jane about her feelings toward Frankie.

-Flashback-

Maura stood in her morgue talking to Frankie. She told him she would go with him to watch Jane's baseball game.

"What? All I'm sayin' is that I could help you understand sports." He said with a smile as he adjusted his baseball cap.

"I know a little." She defended with a smile.

"Oh yeah. Jane told me how you were playing at the Homicide-Narcotics game." He said.

"Well Jane taught me how to swing." She said. "I think it was like this." She said as she picked up Frankie's bat and got into the position she had shown Jane. He put his hand to his forehead and laughed.

"Oh god, Maura." He put down his glove and went behind her. He put his arms around her and his hands over hers on the bat. He molded her body into the perfect hitter stance. She felt something weird when he had his arms around her. She could smell his cologne and something else that was pure Frankie. Jane walked in and smiled. They hadn't noticed her. "Okay now when the ball come within range you're just gonna swing. Straight and hard." He said. They both swung the bat and she laughed.

"That doesn't seem so hard." She said. He smiled.

"Now you try." He said as he let go of her and backed away. She instantly felt the absence and frowned a bit. Jane saw that and her eyes went wide. Maura swung the bat just as Frankie had shown her. She jumped and cheered. "Alright see I told ya you could do it." He said as he hugged her.

"How come when I teach you all you do is spout out useless facts about baseball?" Jane asked as she made her way into the lab. Frankie turned and smiled at his sister. He slung an arm around Maura's shoulder.

"Maybe I'm just a better teacher." Frankie said smugly. "She must like me more." He said.

"She must." She said, giving Maura a knowing look. "Alright well I'm going, so I'll see you guys there." She said. She looked and Maura and Frankie and slightly shook her head.

"Alright. Good luck, Jane." Frankie said as he kept his arm around Maura. "By the end of the game Doc, here is gonna know everything about Baseball." He said as he looked down at Maura. She smiled,

"And you're going to know everything about everything else." Jane said with a laugh.

"Hey I just happen to know things about Baseball that you don't know." Maura defended herself a little. Jane and Frankie laughed.

"Maura, sweetie, you know things about Baseball that almost nobody else knows." Jane said. Maura stuck out her tongue at her and Jane returned the favor.

"What are you guys like 6 years old?" Frankie asked as he adjusted his baseball hat.

"Alright, alright. I'm out of here. Please keep her in the stands." She said to Frankie as she backed out of the morgue. "And you please just don't spout out stuff at the game." She said. Maura smiled. Jane smiled at her favorite duo and left. Frankie turned to Maura.

"Let's get going. You have a lot to learn, Doc." Frankie said. He removed his arm and grabbed his hat. He walked over to where his jacket was and removed an extra baseball cap. He slid snug on Maura's head. "Now you're ready for the game." He said as he grabbed his jacket and made his way out of her lab. "You coming, Doc?" He asked when he noticed she was still standing by her desk. She smiled and followed him out. They spent the next couple of hours watching Organized Crime verse Homicide. Frankie patiently explained every aspect of the game to her. Maura told him the history behind pieces of the game. The game finally ended with a score of 9-8 Homicide. They all went to the Dirty Robber to celebrate. Maura sat in between the Rizzolis. Frankie drove Maura home after dinner and gave her hug.

"Thanks for teaching me about the game Frankie." She said. He smiled at her.

"And thank you for teaching me about Baseball." He said with a small laugh. He kissed her cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow, Maura. Goodnight."

"Goodnight." She said. Her cheek burned where he had kissed her. She shut the door and slid down to the floor. She had it bad for one Frank Rizzoli Junior. The next day Jane walked over to Maura's office. She set down a coffee and a container of tuna and crackers. Maura looked up at her and smiled. "Thank you."

"Something you'd like to share, Dr. Isles?" Jane asked as she crossed her arms and looked at her friend.

"Um one of my neighbors just became single." She said matter of factly. Jane sighed.

"Oh no. I meant about Frankie. I saw you ogling at him yesterday." She said as she sidled up to her.

"I was not. We were watching your game and he was teaching me about the game." She said as she hung up her lab coat. Jane stood in front of her and blocked her away.

"Maura Isles do you a crush on Frankie?" She asked with a small smile. Maura looked unsure of what to do. What if Jane got really mad about liking Frankie?

"Jane I'm sorry. I do like Frankie. I don't know how it happened or even when." Maura said almost begging her friend not to be mad at her. Jane smiled and put her hands on Maura's shoulder and looked her in the eyes.

"It's okay Maura. Relax. Remember the last time you got nervous and passed out?" She asked. "I think it's cute. You guys would look good together." She said. Maura looked away and walked past her friend.

"It's not going to happen." She said. Jane looked at her.

"And why not? Just ask him to go to the bar later." Jane said.

"Jane, Frankie doesn't see me like that. I'm just his big sister's friend. I'm goofy Dr. Isles." She said. "I'm Queen of the dead." She added quietly. Jane's head shot up.

"Where did you hear that?" Jane asked. "Who called you Queen of the dead?" She asked. Jane knew that a couple of the guys referred to the medical examiner like that. Maura shrugged.

"I heard Detective Crowe say it a couple of times." Maura said.

"Crowe is an asshole. Don't listen to a thing he says." She said. "You speak for the dead. You help us help them. I swear to rip him a new one." She said. Maura smiled up at her. "Come on don't let that asshole get to you. I still think you should go after Frankie." She said Maura shook her head.

"It won't happen Jane. Can we just drop it?" Maura said. Jane sighed.

"Alright. What do we have on our John Doe?" Jane asked, getting to work.

-End Flashback-

Jane jogged up to Maura.

"Hey. So I slept with Gabriel Dean last night." She said bluntly.