“No.” Putting Rizzoli in the back of his mind, he put the
car in gear and headed for the home of their fourth victim hoping to find out
something, anything, about this alleged date.

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Jane put her phone away and looked at JJ.

“Sorry, I was just replying to a text.”  Maura’s text was testy to say the least; ‘I cannot believe you were flirting with
that agent in front of me’

Jane had been surprised to say the least, had she
flirted?  She didn’t know anymore, this
day was going to hell quickly, first this was her case now it was a joint case
with the friggin FBI, then she was mad at Maura now Maura was mad at her, good
grief!

Texting back she had written ‘Wasn’t flrting I was wrking! Come to DR when ur done. Luv u’

Finding a booth, she let JJ sit down first then sat across
from her. “Wow she really is pretty, love
her eyes” realizing she was staring, she cleared her throat, “So media
liaison; but still an agent correct?

Smiling at her discomfort, Jennifer Jareau stared back at
the detective.  Pushing her jacket aside
just enough for her to see her sidearm, “yes I am still an agent.”  She couldn’t keep the smile out of her
response.

Jae watched her as she spoke and could imagine this woman
having the media eating out of her hands; she nodded to the waitress “something
to drink? I’m gonna have a beer.”

“Sure, a glass of white wine please” acknowledging that the
waitress had taken their order; Jennifer saw Jane grinning at her and arched an
eyebrow.

Jane couldn’t help but grin as she realized this woman
ordered exactly what Maura would order, folding her hands under her chin, she
looked at the young woman and noted the differences.  Definitely the eyes, and she projected an air
of self-assurance that was impressive.
Jane didn’t think this woman would find any social situation
uncomfortable.

“So, you and Agent Prentiss?” for just a split second, JJ
was taken aback by the directness of the question.

“What do you mean detective?

Leaning back in the booth Jane spread her arms along the
back, “Jane…you can call me Jane.  Look
I’m not stupid and it’s fairly obvious.
I mean you look to each other, probably more than you realize.” Smiling,
she waited for the other woman to respond.