Author notes: This is my first Rizzoli and Isles fanfic, so please be nice. This is eventual Rizzles but be patient. Sorry for any mistakes they are my own TFA :D

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

She hadn't been this nervous in her whole life, though granted, she had only been alive for sixteen years.

It was a Friday after school. Jane and her best friend since forever had met up at Maura's house; where no one would disturb them, or better still, find out what they were doing.

That morning when Maura arrived at school to find that Jane had arrived before her; she knew there was something wrong with her lifelong best friend. Jane would normally only just make it to school as the final bell rang; she usually had to sort out her younger brothers in the mornings. For Jane to be there early she would have been desperate to speak to her friend or to get away from her troubles.

"Hey Jane, what's up?" Maura questioned as she approached the girl who wouldn't give her eye contact.

Jane was about to open her mouth to speak when heavy rain started to fall.

All the students started to make their way into the school building to their respective classrooms for the wet weather before the start of school.

Jane pulled her black leather jacket closer to her body that was clad in black skinny jeans, Red Sox jersey t-shirt and her ancient black converse that she refuses to replace, then started to make her may inside to gain cover from the depressing weather. Maura grasped Jane's shoulder to prevent her from getting out of the conversation. Maura didn't care that it was raining and that her hair and makeup would get ruined; her friend that was standing in front of her, whom she sensed needed her, was may more important to her at that moment. So Maura stood out in the freezing drizzle, adorned in her gray pencil skirt, baby pink blouse, a simple pair of black heels, and lastly a light, black trench coat.

"Look Maura, can I talk to you at lunch? In private? Please?" Jane caved and gave in to talking to Maura, but she needed some things to be on her terms before she bought her friend in on her problem.

Maura nodded in silence and they walked into the building that would hold Maura captive until lunch, where she can finally find out what was going on with her friend.

Maura was sat in her Biology class, hearing the teacher drone on and on about how the heart pumps blood around the body, however, she wasn't quite paying attention. All she could think of is what could possibly be going on inside Jane's head.

She was pulled from her thought when the teacher cleared her throat and Maura noticed that everyone had turned to look at her. "Sorry?"

"Where has the blood that enters the heart through the pulmonary vein come from Miss Isles?" the teacher almost mocked.

"The lungs" she answered simply.

The teacher and students were almost shocked that she didn't give a long winded answer to that simple question. In fact so mas Maura herself 'I have to find out what is happening with Jane' Maura thought to herself once she realised her concern for her friend was affecting her concentration.

Maura was going to see Jane in the next lesson and had decided to confront her there.

Maura felt relief wash over her when she entered her next class; English, to find only Jane, the teacher and a few other students in the room waiting for the others to join them.

Mara plonked her bag down on the table next to Jane and took a seat. Her friend didn't even look up. The blonde noticed that Jane was now wearing a dark gray, almost black zip up hoodie that had a red inner lining. Jane wore this hoodie with no confidence; she was slumped at her desk with a blank expression. What Maura found even more peculiar was the fact that the sleeves of the hoodie, extended passed her wrists to cover her hands; Jane was the confident type of person who walked around, even in the depths of winter with her sleeves pushed up passed her elbows. There was something definitely wrong with her friend, if not physically, then emotionally.

"Jane, what's wrong? Are your parents fighting again?" Maura tries to coax her seemingly lost friend out of her shell.

Jane quickly turned to her friend and snapped "Just leave it Maura. I'll talk about it at lunch" and with that she turned away just as quickly.

However, although with only the small gap in time that Maura could see her friends face, she still saw dark circles under her eyes and they were heavily blood shot. 'Tears? Sleeplessness? The last time this happened her parents were fighting. That must be it' Maura concluded and left her friend in peace.

The teacher was patiently standing at the front of the classroom explaining the work for the lesson when Jane stood up with a start, knocking her chair over, before running out of the classroom causing the room to fall silent. The teacher looked to Maura and nodded when he caught her eye. Maura stood quickly and followed her fleeting friend down the hallway.

Maura managed to catch a glimpse of Jane rushing into a nearby rest room.

Maura gingerly opened the bathroom door.

Jane must have been in a cubical because Maura could see her, only hear her.

The sound of retching echoes around the tiled room.

"Jane?" Maura approached carefully. She could almost imagine Jane's eye roll.

"Go away Maura" Jane moaned into the toilet bowel that she was currently hunched over.

"Jane are you sick? Have you got a stomach bug? I hear there is one going around" Maura stood outside the closed cubical.

She heard the toilet being flushed and was expectantly waiting for Jane to appear, which she did after a few moments.

Jane gently pushed passed her friend and made her way to the sinks, where she rinsed her mouth out with water.

Maura stood patiently next to her.

However, when Jane didn't say anything and tried to make her way out of the door, Maura grasped her wrist, Jane gave a flinch, which shocked Maura. Maura looked straight into the brunet's eyes and she knew; she saw the guilt and self-loathing. Maura gently twisted Jane's arm over, so her palm was facing up. Maura took a breath. Jane wasn't stopping her so Maura continued. Warily Maura inched up the sleeve of the hoodie that encased Jane's arm. There they were; fresh, raw and damaging.

"Why?" Maura couldn't comprehend why someone would do that to themself.

"Don't look at me like that; I'm just a person. And there is only so much shit one person can put up with, God, Maura!"

"I just want to know why!" Maura was trying to help her friend and the only way she could do that was to try and understand her.

"Because!" Jane felt trapped and scared, she imagined like a pig sent to be slaughtered would feel.

"Because what Jane? Tell me why? I need to know why" Maura almost pleaded.

"Look, when I said I wanted to talk to you at lunch, I wanted to talk to you at lunch! Now can we just leave it for now?" Jane was so desperate.

"But what lunch Jane? This lunch? Next week? In a month? I have hardly spoken to you all week! What is going on with you?" Maura couldn't stop; she needed to know what she could do to help her friend who appeared to be at an extremely low point at the moment.

Jane lowered her voice and tried to be calm "I will talk to you at lunch okay? I promise today"

Maura nodded and opened the door for Jane to exit through. Jane pulled her sleeve back down her arm to cover the evidence of her pain and walked back to class with Maura behind her.

The weather had cleared up nicely for their lunch hour so Jane and Maura chose to sit outside at one of the picnic tables.

They sat in silence for a few minutes.

"Is it your parents again?" Maura again tried to coax the brunet into talking.

Jane was silent for a few moments before nodding with a sigh.

"Jane, many children's parents argue and it's not meant to make you feel good. But I feel the way you have chosen to deal with your feelings is not the way forward. Maybe you should talk to a teacher or someone?" Maura tried to be supportive, but she knew that cutting was a slippery slope into more dangerous types of self-harming, such as; alcohol or drug abuse or even in extreme cases; suicide and Maura couldn't imagine what would happen if her friend went down that road.

"Just give me some time? I'm going to speak to my cousin online; I think she can help me" Jane lied and not just about the contacting the cousin.

Maura wasn't one hundred percent satisfied with the reply from the girl sat opposite her, but chose to carry out her wish and give her some time.

Jane had told Maura that she had something to do after school and wouldn't be walking with her home; this wasn't an unusual occurrence and so accepted the outcome of walking home alone. She was halfway home when she chose to change her destination and headed to the supermarket to pick up some supplies for school.

Maura had just crossed the street when she saw Frankie walking with some friends towards her, while passing; Maura said "I'm sorry about your parents Frankie; I understand it must be difficult".

Frankie looked at Maura puzzled. He had practically grown up with Maura being his sister and so felt comfortable talking to the older girl. He told his friends he would catch up with them in a minute and ran after Maura.

"Maura! Wait!" he caught up with her quickly after she stopped. "What do you mean? What's wrong with my parents?" the younger boy questioned with pure confusion, thinking he missed something.

"Jane told me that they were arguing again?" Maura was now the one who was confused.

Frankie shook his head "No, Mum and Dad have been pretty good lately; I think that holiday in the summer did them a world of good" Frankie shrugged.

"Oh, maybe I heard wrong. Anyway, I'm glad to hear that they are doing well" Maura waved goodbye to Frankie with a fake smile.

'I can't believe she lied to me' Maura made a mental note to call Jane when she got home from the shops.

Maura was looking through the stationary aisle when her phone rang.

"Hello?" she hadn't bothered to look at the caller ID.

"Why did you mention anything to Frankie?" came the reply down the telephone.

"Jane, I was only concerned. Frankie is like a brother to me; I saw what it was doing to you, so I could only wonder how Frankie was handling it" Maura replied as she held her phone to her ear.

"You're my friend Maura. You saying all this to Frankie means he is asking questions, how am I meant to handle this?" Jane had a point, but that still doesn't make up for the fact that Jane lied to her.

"Jane, why did you lie to me?" Maura asked quietly.

"Maura not now okay? I'm sorry I lied to you, but I just couldn't" Jane was struggling to find the correct words to justify lying to her best friend.

Maura chose to let it go "I'm at the store can I get you anything?"

A long pause followed before Jane sighed; what came next almost made Maura want to sit down "A pregnancy test"

Maura nodded as she put all the pieces together in her head "Are you free to come over to my house in half an hour?" the worlds left her mouth before she knew it.

"Yes" was the only reply before the line went dead.

Maura slowly brought the phone away from her ear in complete shock.

Maura made her way to the feminine care aisle, the thought of stationary all gone from her mind. She stood and surveyed the pregnancy test section and as she went to pick one up, her name was called; with quick thinking she swivelled around and pretended to look at the tampon section behind her.

"Hello Maura" a woman greeted her.

Maura turned with a fake smile to the woman next to her "Mrs Oliver, hello" she greeted her mother's acquaintance, whom she had met on several occasions at dull parties.

"I see you are doing some light shopping" the woman noted Maura's empty shopping basket.

"Yes; I was just getting some supplies for school" Maura replied politely.

"I seem to have lost my husband around here, but I doubt he would be down this aisle" she laughed at her own comment to which Maura just smiled at "Well I must get going. Men, what are we going to do with them? Wish your mother well from me will you?" and before Maura could reply she was gone.

'Yes men, what are we going to do with them? Maura though to herself and then she thought of Jane, it all made so much sense, but who? She knew Jane wasn't overly comfortable about talking about anything sexual, but they had been friends for so long; she thought she would have at least told her if she was even thinking about sleeping with anyone.

Maura quickly turned around and grabbed a multi pack of pregnancy tests.

She made her purchase at the front of the store and seemed to not care about the dodgy looks from everyone that saw the sixteen year old buying a home pregnancy test.

Once Maura walked through her front door of her not surprisingly empty house, and had gone up to her room, she texted Jane to say she was home and waiting for her.

Maura hung up her coat and put away her school bag, she placed the bag with the pregnancy tests on her desk. She sat and waited.

Fifteen minutes later, the doorbell rang.

"I didn't think you were going to come" Maura told Jane as she let the brunet inside.

"I wasn't going to for a moment; but my folks came home and it was too crowded" Jane replied with her hands in her hoodie pockets, she now stood like that in the hall way, chewing nervously at the skin on her lip, waiting for Maura to lead the way.

Maura chose for them to go up to her room and let Jane use the en suite.

They sat on Maura's king sized bed for at least twenty minutes in silence with Jane fiddling with the hem of her t-shirt, before Jane stood up abruptly, snatched up the bag from the desk and departed to the en suite, with the departing words "Only one way to find out"

Maura guessed that Jane had been trying to come up with a way to convince herself that she was over reacting and she wasn't really in this situation.

A few moments later Jane appeared from the en suite, placed the test back on the desk and sat down next to Maura.

"I got multiply test because I thought you might want to be sure of what ever answer we get"

The way Maura added we made Jane feel a bit more relaxed about the outcome. "Thanks Maura" but Jane couldn't look at her.

"How long have you suspected? How late are you?" Maura didn't attempt to try and gain eye contact; she knew this conversation would cause Jane discomfort.

"A couple weeks I guess" she shrugged.

"Who would the father be?" Maura thought this would be a good a time as any to get the details.

"It was one time. You remember Chloe's party you couldn't come to because you had to attend one of your mother's stuffy dinners?" Maura nodded, so she carried on. "It was pretty late and I got talking to this guy…"

Maura butted in "Do I know him?"

Jane was silent for a while.

"Jane?" Maura reassured.

"Casey Jones" Jane muttered.

"Not Gabriel?" the words were out of Maura's mouth before she could stop herself.

"I know he has a thing for me, but with Casey, it just happened" Jane felt like she could cry. She couldn't understand how the most popular guy in school managed to make her give herself away and yet the sweetest guy she had known since being a little girl, who had been pining for her for years, she wouldn't even let him buy her a chocolate bar without being freaked out. Why had she been so stupid? "I feel so stupid"

"Jane I don't understand" Maura was seriously trying to follow what happened. She was sure the supposed father would have been Gabriel; why would Jane sleep with Casey, when he hadn't said three words to her?

"We started talking and he was really gentle, he asked me if I wanted to go and talk somewhere quieter. So stupidly, I followed him upstairs. Next thing I know we're kissing and then one thing led to another"

"Please tell me you used protection"

"Well I wasn't exactly planning on losing my virginity that night!" Jane yelled as she leapt of the bed to start pacing "God, you sound like my mother. Oh no; what are my parents going to think, how am I going to tell them?"

Jane was pulled from her ranting when the alarm on her phone sounded; signalling that it was time to face the music and look at the result.

She looked at Maura with a start and a hint of despair in her eyes; the look that someone gets when they want to run.

Maura gave a reassuring smile.

Jane drew in a large gulp of air and blew it out slowly, puffing out her cheeks. She felt sick.

She walked over to the desk and took hold of the stick and quickly turned it over. Shit.

Jane stood motionless. She wasn't even aware that Maura had moved off the bed until she was stood next to her, and placed her hand on her shoulder.

"It looks like I'm going to have to think of a way to tell my parents" Jane sniffed with tears in her eyes.

Author notes: I know there may be some people out there that would have wanted Gabriel Dean to be the father of Jane's child, however, I am going to write that the father wants no part in the pregnancy, and I can't write that for Gabriel; I just read the Rizzoli and Isles Thriller 'The Sinner' and he did get her pregnant, but he married her (sorry if I just ruined the book for anyone) so you see, I can't imagine Gabriel leaving her when I think of him in the books. TFA :D