Take a Chance On Me
& Isles Fan Fiction
Rating: PG to
after the Season Two finale when Jane shoots Mauraís
biological father and the fallout that ensues (written before
the Season Three premier).
from Season One, Two and Three
characters and situations belong to author Tess Gerritsen, the
folks at the TNT network and anyone else who has a controlling
interest in the show. This is just for fun.
Take a Chance On Me
"You were trigger happy!" Maura screamed at Jane
as the two stood in her examining room.
"I reacted!" Jane grabbed Maura by the forearms.
She tried her pull away, but Janeís hold was too tight.
"My father wasnít trying to kill me! He saved my
life and you shot him, Jane!"
"I was protecting you!"
Maura was crying and shaking her head. "I canít do
this! Do you know how hard this is? W-when something like this
happens, you turn to your best friend, but what do you do when
itís your best friend that ripped your heart out? Tell
Jane tried to pull her closer, but Maura refused and began
to flay her arms. Jane only tightened her hold and pulled her
to her chest as the woman strained against her. The detective
kept her voice flat and even.
"We have to try to fix this because I canít live
Maura stopped fighting and looked up at Jane, who held her
tight against her.
"I canít be your friend anymore," Maura told
"Then donít be my friend. Be more," Jane
The cop took Maura by the back of the head and placed a
scorching kiss on her lips. Again, Maura flayed until she was
able to pull away. Once she had enough space between them to
move, her hand snaked out and slapped Jane across the cheek
with such force the sound of the impact echoed through the
Both women seemed stunned by what had happened.
"H-how dare you try to manipulate me?" Maura
"Iím not manipulating you. I love you. I have for
"Thatís a lie!"
"Itís not and it wasnít until you put this wall
between that it made my feelings all the more clear."
"Clearer," Maura corrected. "More clear isnít
how..." Maura snorted. "Forget it. And for the
record, ĎDetectiveí, it wasnít my actions that put up a
wall between us. It was you! YOU shot my father!"
"And Iíd do it again if I thought it meant saving
your life," Jane answered softly, the fight drained out
of her. "Even... even if you never talk to me or trust me
"Youíre insane," Maura muttered as she walked
back to the body waiting for her on the slab.
"No. Iím in love," Jane retorted. "And
your safety is more important than my happiness."
Maura hung her head and softly said, "Love; insane. Itís
the same you know? Feelings of love produce brain responses
that mimic..." Maura sighed and muttered, "Just get
out. You hate my Ďfun factsí and I have work to do. Iíll
notify Korsak or Frost of my findings."
Realizing she wasnít getting anywhere, and hearing the
doctor on the verge of tears, Jane did as Maura asked.
One week later...
"I just wanna talk. Thatís all," Jane said as
she put half her body out of a high-rise window. A Ďjumperí
stood on the ledge and the only thing between the man and the
concrete below was her voice. "Can I sit here
The man didnít say anything so Jane took his silence as
an invitation and worked her body half in and out of the
window. She had an earpiece in her ear and a transmitter on
her hip broadcasting her words to a command post below where,
unknown to her at the time, Frost, Korsak and Maura all stood
listening. A psychological expert was trying to coach the
"Keep things positive," the psychologist told
Jane through the earpiece. "Find a way to relate to him,
if you can."
Seven floors above, the man told Jane, "I donít want
to talk about it."
"Okay," Jane replied. "Can I talk about me
"Thatís good," the psychologist coached her.
"Let him hear how something got better for you in the
past and how it will get better for him too."
Annoyed with the advice pouring into her head, Jane pulled
the earpiece away, but kept the mic on her body. "Screw
this," she said as she tossed the bluetooth to the
"What is she doing?" the psychologist asked Janeís
co-workers in a concerned voice. "She canít hear me
"I think thatís the point," Frost said dryly.
They all continued to listen to the conversation.
"W-Why did you do that?" the man on the ledge
"Iíve got a pesky person on the ground telling me to
talk about how lifeís gonna get better for you."
Jane gripped onto the sill and climbed completely on the
Mauraís lips immediately went to her mouth to stifle a
nervous sigh as she listened to Jane talk to the man. They
still hadnít talked since the week before when she demanded
Jane leave her lab.
"W-what are you doing?" the man asked worried.
"Iím not going in!"
"Relax! Iím not going to grab you!" she snapped
at him. "Sorry. I figured I might as well come out here
too if this is what happens to the brokenhearted. I mean, you
are brokenhearted, right?"
He considered it. "Not exactly," he said.
"I am. The shrink on the ground wanted me to tell you
that lifeís gonna get better for you, but it might not.
Right now, my life sucks and I think itís hopeless.
Obviously, youíve got your own problems since, you know,
hanginí on a ledge, but you wanna hear about my messed up
life? It might make you feel better by comparison, and if not,
then we can always just wallow in each otherís misery
The man seemed intrigued now, more than despondent or
worried. "Uh, sure."
"Iíd tell my best friend all this, but thereíre
two issues. One, Iím in love with her and two, she hates me
Korsak and Frost looked at each other and then at Maura.
She didnít acknowledge their curious expressions. She just
continued to look skyward at the two bodies on the ledge with
a worried expression.
"So," the man replied, "Youíre a...?"
"Lesbian?" Jane finished.
The man looked confused. "Uh, okay. Iím lost."
"Iíve never liked women, well, not like that. Not
until her. And not until recently actually..."
"Oh." He nodded.
"You donít seem too shocked," Jane teased.
"Itís the outfit, right? Maura Ė her nameís Maura
by the way Ė she says I dress Ďbutchí but I think I
dress practical. Iím a homicide detective so sometimes it
means chasing and tackling bad guys. Thatís hard to do in
stuff she wears, like designer skirts and heels."
The man grinned for just a slight moment.
"Well, attire aside," he said, "you look
pretty femme to me." Then he added, "I have a cousin
"Hence no freak out then?"
"No, not at all. But Iím wondering... this friend,
"Maura," Jane corrected.
"Maura... is the reason you canít talk to her
because she doesnít love you back?"
"I think she loves me. Or she DID, even if she never
loved me the same way I love her... But yeah, she did love me
at some point because Iím certain I was her best
"Then what happened?"
"I did something she canít forgive Ė I shot her
"Daaaaamn," he said.
"Yeah, I know. Bad move, huh?"
"Not the way I would win a girlís heart."
Jane snorted. "Yeah, well, what she doesnít realize
is that I didnít do it for any other reason than to protect
her. See, I thought her father was going to shoot her and me?
He had a gun raised. Heíd just shot another officer and from
where I was standing, it looked like he was going to fire
toward her so I... reacted, ya know? Hindsight and all that...
I think sheís right Ė I donít think he was going to fire
on her. Me, well, thatís a different story. At the time
though, with all the commotion, the only thought I had was to
protect her; keep her safe. Even if..."
"Even if that meant losing her forever because sheíd
hate me. Again, sheís convinced he had no intention of
hurting us, but like I said, from my vantage point, it didnít
look that way at the time."
"Did you tell her that?"
"I tried, but she doesnít want to see me or talk to
me. She said she canít be my friend anymore. I told her to
be more than a friend and I kissed her."
Frost and Korsak both looked shocked at each other and
turned to Maura who remained focused on Jane above them.
"What did she do?" the man asked.
"She slapped me," Jane said with a sad chuckle.
"Yeah. I got a way with the ladies, huh?"
"Itís kind of sad," the man began, "sounds
like what you feared the most is exactly what happened... you
"Yeah," Jane said despondently.
"Maybe it just wasnít meant to be," the man
Korsak and Frost both looked over at Maura, who now had
tears in her eyes.
"Yeah, but the world still has her," Jane said
trying to sound optimistic. "And the worldís a lucky
place because sheís... sheís so bright Ė smart, I mean.
If you talk about anything, and I mean ANYthing, sheíll have
some statistic or little known fact about it that she calls up
from memory. I call her my walking wikipedia, which she
reminds me is not peer reviewed and canít be trusted."
Jane smiled. "But itís more than smarts... thereís
this light around her too. She knows so much but thereís
almost a child-like innocence about things she sees everyday.
She has all this knowledge, but the craftsmanship of her
designer dress fascinates her. She sees death everyday. Many
times at the hand of other people, but she still has this
faith and... awe of what humanity can do, of what we can
be..." Jane continued smiling, but then waved off the
thought. "Anyway, youíre right. What I feared most ó
losing her ó thatís whatís happened... But I try to take
comfort that sheís still here to help people."
"She a cop too?"
"No. Some call her the Queen of the Dead since sheís
the chief M.E."
"Sorry, medical examiner."
"Yeah, sheís helped me with a lot of cases and
brought many people to justice... gave others some closure
about their loved ones... So even if I donít have her
anymore... like I said, the world does. Of course, if I owned
the world, Iíd give it all up to have her. I mean, even if
she never loved me the way I realized I love her, Iíd be
happy to just have her in my life... But I donít own the
world... and I donít think sheís ever coming back."
The man on the ledge bit his lip.
"Iím sorry. I feel kinda dumb now being out here. I
only lost a lot of money. But you, it sounds like..."
"I lost my world?"
He nodded. "Yeah."
Jane gave him a sad grin. "Hey, why donít we go
in?" she offered, her voice cracking. "I promise, no
oneís going to ambush you or anything. Weíll just go
inside and talk, okay? You can tell me about your money
troubles and Iíll tell you why Maura Isles is the center of
Without waiting for him to reply, Jane made her way in and
then motioned him to follow. With a slight smile, he did make
his way inside. A small course of cheers went up from on the
street when he climbed into the room. Frost, Korsak and Maura,
although happy too, gave a sigh of relief that Jane was back
inside the building.
As she promised, Jane and the man talked for about an hour.
He discussed about how the stock market ruined him and he didnít
know how to face his wife. Jane went on about how much Maura
meant to her. She convinced the man to go peacefully to the
hospital and talk to some people there who could really help
him emotionally. When they finally left the building, and she
helped him into the waiting ambulance, he wished her luck with
Maura. She thanked him and turned to see Korsak and Frost
coming over to offer their accolades. After a couple of pats
on the back, they moved away and she saw Maura standing there,
silently watching her, her face unreadable.
Jane took three steps toward her, but the reporters began
to crowd around, blocking her path. She was barely paying
attention to them as she worked her way around them. She didnít
acknowledge their questions. She only focused on Mauraís now
"Maura!" Jane called out when she was a few yards
away and watched Maura dart into a nearby building. She then
turned to the hoard of reporters.
"The department will be issuing an official statement
soon everyone. Thatís all I have at this time."
She ducked inside the building too, while Korsak, Frost and
three uniformed officers stepped up to block the reporters
from following her. Janeís boots barely made a sound as she
walked across the linoleum of the quiet office-building lobby.
She followed the clicking of Mauraís heels. She heard a
stairwell door open and she raced to catch up. When she pushed
the door open, she found Maura standing there alone; away from
"Just about everyone in the department, and the
city... and once it goes viral, the entire world... heard what
you said," Maura began.
"Well, I did say you didnít feel the same way about
me. People wonít think youíre gay or that weíre a couple
or anything so you donít have to be worried about..."
Maura raced toward Jane and the detective steadied herself
for another slap like the week before. She was pleasantly
surprised when Maura captured her face and brought her down,
ensnaring her lips in a passionate kiss. It took about three
seconds, but Jane realized what was happening and snaked her
arms around Maura, pulling their bodies closer together. Maura
continued to demand more Ė more lips, more tongues, more
skin on skin contact. Sheíd managed to push Jane against the
wall and wrap one of her legs around the detectiveís. Janeís
hand slid down to possess Mauraís thigh and pull it tighter
against her body.
They pulled apart, trying to regain their breath.
"Iíve never felt this way about a woman," Maura
confessed. "I-I have no frame of reference for
"Itís scary, huh?"
"Extremely," Maura admitted. "But itís...
exciting too... Isnít it?"
Jane only nodded.
"Look, Jane. About my dad..." Maura began.
Jane released her slightly but didnít pull away. "I
donít blame you for being mad. Hell, if the situation was
reversed, Iíd be beyond pissed."
"This is different," she confessed. "Your
dad raised you. Patrick... he didnít raise me. He gave me
up... But yes, it still hurts. I wonít lie... however, in
light of that, Iím sorry for shutting you out. I had to be
mad at somebody and you were the closest target. Thereís so
much going on in my head right now and itís already pretty
busy up there on any given day of any given week. So all of
this is just..."
"Then donít think," Jane told her.
"Donít think." She reached up and cradled Mauraís
face in her hands. "Just feel," she added as her
thumbs began to caress Mauraís cheeks. "Tell me... what
"You," Maura answered automatically and then
smiled. "Iíve missed you, Jane, so much. The truth
is... Iíve felt the same way about you too. Not having you
around made me want you even more and in ways... I didnít
before. To top it off, all these emotions Iím going throughÖ
these are the kind of things you tell your best friend, but...
"You can. You can tell me anything, always."
"Not some of the reactions, Iíve had lately. Part of
me never wanted to see you again and other parts, like you
said, made me realize just how much I love you. And more than
just an associate or a friend..." Maura shuddered.
"Today, when you were on that ledge... I was overcome
with an unexpected case of apnea."
"An absence of spontaneous respiration."
Jane grinned slightly. "You held your breath?"
"No, I literally couldnít breathe. My body forgot
how to do it. I kept thinking what would happen if you fell;
if that man pushed you; if... I lost you and... a part of me
died inside." Maura began to shake her head. "I know
how melodramatic that sounds, but thatís how I felt and
Before she could continue, Jane silenced her with a kiss
that began to grow in intensity rather quickly. When air was
becoming an issue for both of them, they broke apart, but
stayed locked in their embrace.
"Please come home with me?" Maura asked as she
nuzzled against Janeís neck.
"You want to take me home?" Jane asked with a
teasing sexy leer in her raspy voice.
"I want to take you to bed." Mauraís hand
lazily caressed over Janeís hip, across her stomach until it
came to rest under her breast. Maura gave it a light squeeze
for emphasis and said, "but only if youíre ready."
Jane held her breath for a moment.
"Are you ready?" she asked, trying to ignore
Mauraís wayward hands for the moment.
Maura grinned as her lips occasionally nipped at Janeís
neck. "Did you know 90% of the nerve endings that
contribute to female orgasm are on the surface of the
"I-I-I did not know that," Jane stuttered.
"Itís true, and, if you let me, Iíll show where
they all are... first-hand."
"UmmHmm... Iíve been studying."
Jane snorted. "Is that so?"
Maura licked her lips and nodded. "I want to show you
what I learned."
Jane paused two seconds.
"Weíre outta here," she said impatiently as she
tugged a giggling Maura from the stairwell.