A/N: First story,quite personal. Please let me know if it was worth your time.

Disclaimer: I don't own R&I

'You were always with someone else'

That's what it said. Jane's post on Instagram. It was just posted 47 minutes after 8 PM. After they just had an argument and Jane bolted out of her front door slamming it behind her.

Maura couldn't remember the last time she read or saw a post from her best friend. They're both not into social media. They find it a waste of their time that distracts them for more important things in life like their jobs and time together. They created Instagram accounts due to Angela's prodding. She insisted that it's not as time consuming as Facebook and it's mainly for pictures that they want to share. The first couple of pictures were mostly just the two of them with TJ, Jo Friday, Bass or the rest of the Rizzoli's. They agreed with Angela that it's not as invasive as Facebook since they get to choose who to follows them or not.

It's been months since they last used it though. They're usually together when they access it. As they lounge in front of the TV on a weekend or days off with wine and beer. Jane would usually comment on Korsak's pictures of animals or laugh at Carla Talucci's OOTD. She would ask her opinion or agreement if she'll be posting any of their pictures. And she does the same thing.

On very rare occasions, she would encourage Jane to post a quote or a phrase that would sum up her feelings about a difficult case. Just something that could help her release some of her thoughts and feelings until she's ready to share it with Maura. And since Jane is not such talker when it comes to her feelings, she sometimes does.

MAURA'S POV

The post is gone. She was just contemplating on calling Jane to ask her where she is when she checked her profile again and the post was nowhere to be found. The words with the picture of a silhouette of a woman, staring out of a window while raining is no longer part of Jane's posts.

She had to blink twice just to make sure that her eyes are not just playing tricks on her. She logged-in and out just to be sure but she couldn't find the picture again. She couldn't help but replay their last conversation.

"Maura, he's not worth your time."

"How many times have I heard that from you, Jane?!" "I told you, I'm just enjoying myself with James and it's nothing serious."

"Nothing serious, Maura? He basically lives here now"!

"It's just for practicality, Jane. He's the Chef of a nearby restaurant. It's easier that way." She said with a wink.

It was meant to be a joke. To be a break from this sudden tension created when Jane learned that James had robbed her off of her Friday with Maura since he decided to sleep over. Maura said they could still do the movie marathon as James is a heavy sleeper. But Jane declined and said she'll just hang-out with Frost and Frankie. She picked-up her jacket and was about to go out the door when Maura spoke again as it was obvious that Jane was upset.

"Really, Jane?!" This is on me? What about you and that Anna?! You had to cancel our plans last Saturday for her!"

"She was in an accident, Maura." She had no other friend in the City." Jane said with a pleading voice.

"Wow, how convenient that Jane 'the hero' Rizzoli is one call away." She said without realizing it. She didn't understand why this suddenly came up when it was her, who asked Jane to check her friend up when she called in the middle of their dinner.

"I was being a good friend. And may I remind you, that you're the one who asked me to check out what happened to her? Remember?!"

She did remember. She remembered because she had to gather all her will power not to call Jane right after just to know where Jane is headed for the night. If she'll spend the rest of the night with Anna or if she'll be headed to her apartment. She didn't know why she suddenly felt possessive of Jane and why she felt like Anna could take Jane away from her. Maybe because they had history? She was the childhood best friend after all. The one who witnessed Jane grow-up and develop into this unknowingly strong, brave and beautiful human being that she is.

She couldn't help but be glad that Jane sent an SMS after just an hour saying that Anna was ok after the minor fender bender and that she's now at her apartment getting ready for bed. She was glad that Anna was ok but gladder that Jane did not spent the night with her. She replied with relief and bid her good night as always.

JANE'S POV

She wanted to scream. She wanted to scream and punch someone until she's exhausted and numb. She went straight to the precinct gym after her argument with Maura. She knows it'll take more than a couple of beers to knock her out tonight and she needed the punching bag for that.

She was about to text Maura her location out of habit but she remembered she was pissed. She stopped and just stared at her phone. She needed more time.

She started using the bag as if she's preparing for a match. She let out all her frustrations on it. Punch after punch she let it out. She wants to understand what's happening to her. What's all this anger and jealousy and hopelessness she's suddenly feeling that's putting this strain in her relationship with Maura. She wanted to blame her for whatever she's feeling. But she couldn't. She knows she could never do that because it's all on her. All these emotions and feelings she was never good at, is all on her.

It was just less than an hour when she decided to stop. She stopped as she noticed that her sweat was mixed up with tears and a little blood on her knuckles. She didn't have time to put on the gloves after changing. She winced at the slight pain as she wiped her face and noticed her phone. The wall paper was a picture of her and Maura. It was taken during TJ's 3rd birthday celebration at the park. They were sitting together laughing and they looked so happy.

She couldn't help but feel sad. At the back of her mind, she knows what's going on with her. She knows that a big part of her anger is that she couldn't do anything about it. She couldn't even admit it out loud.

'You were always with someone else'

That's what she typed. She found this app therapeutic somehow, she just had to let it out. She needed to let it out even if indirectly.

It was only after showering that she remembered Maura would see her post. Her family and friends would see her post and that's the last thing she needs now. She deleted it and headed straight to her apartment.