“If you can step to the side so those who do have their tickets can board!?” The young man said firmly, leaving no doubt in Jane’s mind that it was an order rather than a request.

Jane ceased her search and glared at the young crew member, “I do have a ticket!” she insisted loudly, causing the queue behind her to groan, sigh and heckle her.

“Shut up! I have a ticket, I paid for my trip, my….” she paused and glanced along the harbour to see what was keeping Maura.

“Maur!!!” she yelled, gesturing wildly.

Maura looked up briefly at her partner and sighed. Once again, Jane went marching on ahead, all balls to the wind and was now stuck in a predicament which she would be expected to resolve, well she would have to wait until Maura reached the boarding ramp.

“That woman has our tickets!” Jane told the group.

“The woman that has paid no interest in you at all, in fact, she’s the only one who isn’t looking this way?!” An elderly man stated from behind Jane.

“Well she’s in a mood with me again I imagine.” Jane told him smartly before returning her attention to the crew boy.
“I’ll just stand over here….” Jane made to push past him and stand behind him so as to let the others board when the young man stopped her.

“I’m sorry ma’am, but you must leave right now unless you have a ticket and boarding pass.”

As one, the elderly contingent moved aside and Jane was guided back down the ramp to the harbour where she adopted her best Rizzoli glare and waited impatiently for Maura.

“What the hell took you so long?!” She snapped as Maura got closer.

Rolling her eyes, the honey blonde ignored this latest outburst and tried to push past Jane onto the ramp, but the brunette caught her arm.

“Maura, don’t ignore me!”

“Look Jane, if you want to go marching on ahead and doing your best to not be with me, then you should make sure you have all the paperwork you need beforehand!” Maura growled as she reached into her bag for the papers which she threw carelessly at her partner. “In fact, there you go, you can pretend all the way that we’re not here to save this sham of a relationship, I hear there’s a singles night during the trip, maybe you can hook up with someone, although maybe the sushi bar will suit you better, you could meet another cold, emotionally devoid bottom dweller like yourself!!”