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Jane Rizzoli, the youngest cop to be promoted as a detective in Homicide in BPD, is a well-decorated detective, very well-known in her work, and sometimes called as the 'Sherlock of BPD' by her colleagues. But besides with all those good qualities of her, she's also known to be a reserved person. She never talked about feelings. She wasn't really good at it. She has a hard time dealing with sensitive things. So, while growing up, she unknowingly built a wall around her that no one can break. Even her mother. And sometimes it her hurt her mother because she can't get through her. Though, one day, she met someone that managed to break her walls slowly. She was once a colleague, a friend, then a best friend. Maura Isles. They always talk about a lot of things, from intense work, cases, murders, family, crazy stuffs that happened to them within a day, foods, guys, everything, you name it. That's how they close they are in a long span of their friendship. Jane remembered that one day, while she and Maura were having a conversation about old friends, the ME told her that she was the only one who managed to get through to her and stick with her though she's weird and odd. But unknown to Maura, she's also the one who managed to get through to Jane. She didn't tell her because for all she knows, there's no outspoken words between them to let the other's feelings known. Years of friendship led them to communicate in silence. And they perfected it. Maura is the only one Jane comes to whenever she needed comfort and someone to talk to. But now, she can't do it.

Jane sat in her bed after she ate dinner that her mother cooked for her. She had a talk with her mother of what happened and she explained to her what she did and why she did that. Her mother listened to her intently and from the look in her eyes, Jane saw sadness, fear and hurt. Her mother didn't snap at her after she retell her unfortunate adventure to her great surprise. And that's what bother her most; her mother not admonishing her, but there was hurt visible in her eye. Angela opted to let it go and just gave Jane a gentle reminder to be careful about herself. And then she left.

And now, Jane couldn't go to sleep as she stared at the ceiling, caressing Jo Friday's fur absentmindedly. Her head is contemplating whether she would call Maura or not. But the first one won. She grabbed her cell and dialed Maura's number. After several rings, her call was transferred to a voicemail. She frowned but redialed Maura's number, then another voicemail.

Maura was having her tea downstairs once she woke up from her deep slumber when she arrived at her house after the rescue of Jane, when Angela came in from the guest house. She was a little surprised when she saw the elder Rizzoli, thinking that Angela will stay at Jane's tonight.

"Maura." Angela smiled at Maura who returned the warm smile also.

"Angela, I thought you'll stay with Jane tonight. I didn't know you're coming."

"Nah. As much as I wanted to, you know how stubborn she can be. I insisted but she wouldn't let me. I think if it was you, she'll let you."

Maura's face flushed. She didn't know what to say because Angela was quite right with what she said. "I don't know about that now."

"Nah. You're the only one she listens to. I told her also that."

"How's that?" Maura's brows furrowed.

"Well I wanted to take care of her but she refused. Then I told her maybe if you were the one who was there, she'll listen."

"She doesn't listen to me, too."

Angela started rounding Maura and fixed her own cup of tea. "I doubt that. She's a stubborn woman, but she listens to you. She confides in you."

Maura sighed. She has nothing to counter Angela's statement so she opted to change the topic. "How is she by the way?"

"Well like you told me earlier, she has a lot of bruises but she's fine at least physically. I don't know emotionally."

"Why is that?"

"Before I left her, I know she's bothered by you. I told her that you were blaming yourself from what happened to her." Angela casually said.

"You told her that?" Maura's voice high pitched as she exclaimed. "Why?"

"She asked me if you were alright. So I told her your condition and what you told me when we talked."

"You shouldn't have done that."

"I think you girls needed to talk. You're both stubborn, don't you know that? And you're both turning me into a bridge, a messenger or whatever." She threw her hands up as if tired from explaining. She grabbed her cup of tea and started to walk away. "I'm gonna sleep. You two should talk. Sometimes it's not okay to communicate silently. Goodnight Maura."

Maura was wide eye from Angela though she know that the older woman wasn't mad. She's just giving advice. "Goodnight Angela."

"Talk. Alright?" Angela said and then she was out of the house.

Once done with her tea, Maura went upstairs. She went on her nightly routine. Washing her face. Brushing her teeth. Changing her clothes and everything. Once she was done, she climbed on her bed, grabbed her phone to check if there were texts and missed calls. There was one text from Jane. When she opened it, it was blank. She frowned then decided to text back.

Are you still up? Maura typed.

Seconds later, her phone vibrated.

Yeah.

Maura stared at the screen of her phone, she hesitated at first but eventually punched in Jane's number. The call was picked up after two rings. "Hey."

"Hey." Jane replied. "Why you called?"

"Well, you sent me a blank message. Why is that?"

"Oh. I hadn't realized I sent that. I was trying to call you earlier but my calls were transferred to voicemail. I though you were busy, or out or sleeping or something." Jane rambled.

Maura smiled at Jane's rambling. "I was downstairs and I left my phone in my bedroom. Angela and I were talking."

"Oh."

"So why were you calling?"

"Why? Do I need to have a reason to call my best friend?" Jane's face suddenly blushed at her own statement.

Pause.

"Not really Jane. You know you can call me anytime you want."

"Oh well. I just wanted to check on you. You left earlier immediately from the docks and ma told me..." Jane trailed off.

"I am fine Jane. You?" It is clear that Maura doesn't want to talk about what happened at the docks and the things that Angela told her.

"I'm fine. Just sore."

"You might wanna rest then."

"Yeah."

"Goodnight Jane."

"Goodnight Maur."

And they both hung up. Both were just staring at nothing until they fell asleep. For once, sleep forbid them to overthink things. They let exhaustion consumed them to fall asleep because tomorrow is another day.