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To: Maura Isles
From: Jane Rizzoli
Subject: My Desk

Maura,

Can you please stop "organizing" my desk for me when you swing by upstairs and I'm out chasing down a lead? It took me 10 minutes to find my notes for the Jenson case.

Jane Rizzoli
Sr. Detective, Homicide
Boston PD

To: Jane Rizzoli
From: Maura Isles
Subject: Re: My Desk

Jane,

I'm sorry. I was only attempting to be helpful. I'll try to refrain the next time the situation occurs, but, honestly, all I did was stack a few papers together and throw away some used napkins.

Regards,
Dr. Maura Isles
Chief Medical Examiner
Boston P.D.

To: Maura Isles
From: Jane Rizzoli
Subject: Re: My Desk

Yeah, I KNOW what you did. Those "used napkin" were my Jenson case notes!

I keep telling you I have a system. STOP mucking it up!

~J~

To: Jane Rizzoli
From: Maura Isles
Subject: Re: My Desk

Really, Jane? I don't understand how you solve cases with the disorganization you constantly maintain. How you keep anything straight is beyond me.

Regards,
Maura

To: Maura Isles
From: Jane Rizzoli
Subject: Re: My Desk

One man's mess is another man's Jenson case notes.

~J~

To: Jane Rizzoli
From: Maura Isles
Subject: Re: My Desk

Neither one of us are men. At least, as far as I'm aware, neither one of us gender identifies as male, and, genetically speaking, neither one of us is male.

That aside, if you would take notes in the small notepad I gave you for the purpose, you wouldn't constantly misplace your case notes.

Regards,
Maura

To: Maura Isles
From: Jane Rizzoli
Subject: Re: My Desk

Okay, first of all, you know what I mean.

Second of all, I didn't misplace my case notes. I knew exactly where they were. You threw them away.

~J~

To: Jane Rizzoli
From: Maura Isles
Subject: Re: My Desk

Just like you knew exactly where my shoes were in your apartment?

Regards,
Maura

To: Maura Isles
From: Jane Rizzoli
Subject: Re: My Desk

I can't help it if Jo moved them.

~J~

To: Jane Rizzoli
From: Maura Isle
Subject: Re: My Desk

To the top shelf of you bedroom closet?

Regards,
Maura

To: Maura Isles
From: Jane Rizzoli
Subject: Re: My Desk

I TOLD you she has magic dog flying abilities.

~J~

To: Jane Rizzoli
From: Maura Isles
Subject: Re: My Desk

I cannot accept you would actually expect me to believe that. In fact, I'm not even going to dignify that allegation with the many and varied reasons why that is scientifically impossible.

Regards,
Maura

To: Maura Isles
From: Jane Rizzoli
Subject: Re: My Desk

You're just jealous because Bass doesn't have super turtle powers.

~J~

To: Jane Rizzoli
From: Maura Isles
Subject: Re: My Desk

Tortoise

Regards,
Maura

To: Maura Isles
From: Jane Rizzoli
Subject: Re: My Desk

You always have to have the last word, don't you? Why can't you let me finish for once?

~J~

To: Jane Rizzoli
From: Maura Isles
Subject: Re: My Desk

I would have if you would would stop insisting on calling Bass the wrong species.

Regards,
Maura

To: Maura Isles
From: Jane Rizzoli
Subject: Re: My Desk

See? You just can't let me win, can you?

~J~

To: Jane Rizzoli
From: Maura Isles
Subject: Re: My Desk

I wasn't aware we were playing a game. Even if we were playing a game, which I don't believe we are, I wouldn't let you win. That would be tantamount to cheating, and I don't cheat, Jane.

Regards,
Maura

"Argh! That is it!" Jane stood from her desk, roughly grabbing her phone from beside her keyboard, and startling the other detectives who were busily working away in the very quiet bullpen. "I'm going to the morgue," she growled before stomping off to the elevators, slamming the door behind her.

Frost slowly turned around to give Korsak a quizzical look. "What did we miss?"

Holding his hands up in innocence, Korsak shrugged. "Don't know. Don't want to know."