Title: Doctor and Patient

Author: tika12001

Rating: K

Summary: Jane breaks both her wrists at the same time, so Maura steps up to look after her. What she doesn't realize is just how terrible a patient Jane really is. Slightly cracky but (hopefully) quite funny. Hope you enjoy. See author's note for my inspiration :-P

Disclaimer: not mine, never will be, make no money, please don't sue, etc etc

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, so when I was 8, I managed to break both my wrists at the same time. And one day recently my wrist was aching (I didn't have two full length casts like Jane does in this story... my right was in a full length, while my left was just a short cast up to the elbow... I think they SHOULD have put it in a long cast, as I now suffer from arthritis in my left hand and wrist but whatever, I digress), and I was thinking about Rizzoli and Isles, and, well, this happened.

THIS STORY IS NOT COMPLETE Let me just say that right now. I have been very unwell for like four or five weeks now, lots of painkillers every day, so I've kinda lost my muse for this story... I'm in a bit of a grumpy mood constantly due to being in ridiculous amounts of pain so I have temporarily misplaced my sense of humour. I have written five chapters (I think) for this story though, about 10,000 words, so just let me know what you think and give me ideas when I prompt for them and I will definitely try to get this story complete ASAP. :-)

Anyway. Enough rambling. Read and review please.

***PROLOGUE***

"I don't understand why I have to take time off."

Maura sighed heavily. "Because you have two broken wrists."

"I can still do desk duty," Jane argued back stubbornly, attempting to cross her arms across her chest and only managing to smash the two casts together, resulting in a gasped expletive.

"Please be careful, I don't want you to have to go back to hospital before we've even left!" Angela lectured, and Jane glowered up at her.

"I want. To go. To work." Jane waited for a response but when none was forthcoming, she decided to continue verbalising her lengthy list of complaints. "Plus I don't know why I have to wheeled out to the car. There's nothing wrong with my legs."

Shooting an apologetic glance to the young female candy striper who was pushing Jane's wheelchair, Maura hissed, "Because it's policy, now shush!"

"Oh, you did not just shush me. I am injured, and you are shushing me. That's just great."

There is a sigh of pure exasperation behind her and Jane craned her neck, trying to see who it came from. Maura was looking up at the ceiling, apparently in an attempt to stop herself from rolling her eyes, while her mother had no such qualms, and was rolling them in such abundance that it appeared they were going to roll right out of her head shortly. Jane faced the front again and huffed deeply. No response, so she huffed again. "Are we at the car yet?" she asked finally, when there was no response to her second huff either.

"We're still in the elevator, Jane."

"I know that, Maura."

Another loud sigh of frustration and Jane sent a glare over her shoulder, in no doubt about whom it came from this time. Maura stared back at her unrepentantly and Jane slouched a bit further in the wheelchair, grumbling under her breath. As the elevator doors slid open and the candy striper pushed Jane out to the car, she distinctly heard her mother whisper to Maura, "I hope you've got drugs handy to knock her out with... my Janie is a horrible patient."

END PROLOGUE

Only a short one for now, just to get you started. Please review :-)

Oh, and I'll post chapter one in approx. ten hours after I get some sleep... you won't have to wait long :-)