fic: 'electricity' chapter four - 'Pacing and Panicking'
Title: Electricity 4/12 (so far!)
Pairing: Jane/Maura
Rating: T
Summary: Maura knows what she wants. The only problem is that Jane won't allow herself to act on her feelings; not yet - anyway...
Disclaimer: These characters are in no way mine, and I do not intend to make profit from this story. All kudos goes to Tess Gerritson for these wonderful characters.
Previously:
Chapter One - The Little Black Dress
Chapter Two - The Rumour Mill
Chapter Three - Yin and Yang
Angela Rizzoli paced around her kitchen, Frank sat at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee emanating with steam in his hands. She shook her head and threw her hands up into the air as she paced back and forth for the umpteenth time in under five minutes.
"Angela, just sit down. You're making me dizzy with all that pacing!" Frank said, before lifting the mug to his mouth and sipping the hot liquid.
"How could she say that? How could she do something like this to us? Why couldn't she just be normal and settle down with a nice Italian boy and have a couple of cute kids for us to spoil rotten, like any normal family?" She turned towards Frank, her hands resting on her hip bones.
Frank placed the mug onto the coaster on top of the table and shook his head. "Angie, I hardly think she did this to spite us. If this is what Janie wants, then we should be there to support her, not have a meltdown in the kitchen."
Angela's eyes widened as she took offence to Frank's last statement. "I'm not having a meltdown! I just want to protect Jane, make sure she's making the best decision for herself. That's all any mother would do in that situation."
"Jane is in her thirties, Angela. I think she can make up her own mind about how she wants to live her life. You know, I know a plumber who lives in Hoboken who's son is gay, and it's not an issue for their family. Knowing Joe for as many years as I have, it's made me realise it's not something you choose - your sexuality. You love who you love, and if Janie loves Maura, than I'm more than happy to welcome her into the family. I'm not going to lose my daughter over something pathetic, Angie." Frankie sat forward in her chair, true, maybe he wasn't 100% happy with it, but at the end of the day, he realised, all he can do is be there for Jane in what could be one of the most complicating times of her life.
"If Jane is with Maura then there's no hope for grandchildren. Ever since she was a little girl I've just wanted her to be happy, safe and loved - "
"-and just because Maura is a woman means that Jane won't be happy with her, won't be safe with one of the smartest women we know and loved? That's a bullshit reason, Ange. I love you so much, you're my wife but sometimes I do wonder where you come up with these stupid ideas."
"I need to talk to Jane, Frank. I'll pop over later to see her and we'll straighten this whole thing out." Angela paused, "No pun intended," she added with a hesitant laugh.
Frank couldn't help but stifle a laugh as well, breaking the tension in the room. "I don't necessarily think that's a good thing. At least call her first, to make sure she's okay with it." He stood up and walked over to his wife, kissing her lightly before heading off into the living room and turning on the television set. The Yankee game would be starting in ten minutes and he wanted to catch the pre-game commentary.
Angela smiled at Frank as he walked away and picked up her purse from behind the kitchen door; placing it on the table. She delved into it, looking for something. Pulling out half of its contents and pouring them on to the table she found what she was looking for. A small, shiny silver key with a 'J' shaped key ring attached; she picked it up and clutched it in her hand.
Pairing: Jane/Maura
Rating: T
Summary: Maura knows what she wants. The only problem is that Jane won't allow herself to act on her feelings; not yet - anyway...
Disclaimer: These characters are in no way mine, and I do not intend to make profit from this story. All kudos goes to Tess Gerritson for these wonderful characters.
Previously:
Chapter One - The Little Black Dress
Chapter Two - The Rumour Mill
Chapter Three - Yin and Yang
Angela Rizzoli paced around her kitchen, Frank sat at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee emanating with steam in his hands. She shook her head and threw her hands up into the air as she paced back and forth for the umpteenth time in under five minutes.
"Angela, just sit down. You're making me dizzy with all that pacing!" Frank said, before lifting the mug to his mouth and sipping the hot liquid.
"How could she say that? How could she do something like this to us? Why couldn't she just be normal and settle down with a nice Italian boy and have a couple of cute kids for us to spoil rotten, like any normal family?" She turned towards Frank, her hands resting on her hip bones.
Frank placed the mug onto the coaster on top of the table and shook his head. "Angie, I hardly think she did this to spite us. If this is what Janie wants, then we should be there to support her, not have a meltdown in the kitchen."
Angela's eyes widened as she took offence to Frank's last statement. "I'm not having a meltdown! I just want to protect Jane, make sure she's making the best decision for herself. That's all any mother would do in that situation."
"Jane is in her thirties, Angela. I think she can make up her own mind about how she wants to live her life. You know, I know a plumber who lives in Hoboken who's son is gay, and it's not an issue for their family. Knowing Joe for as many years as I have, it's made me realise it's not something you choose - your sexuality. You love who you love, and if Janie loves Maura, than I'm more than happy to welcome her into the family. I'm not going to lose my daughter over something pathetic, Angie." Frankie sat forward in her chair, true, maybe he wasn't 100% happy with it, but at the end of the day, he realised, all he can do is be there for Jane in what could be one of the most complicating times of her life.
"If Jane is with Maura then there's no hope for grandchildren. Ever since she was a little girl I've just wanted her to be happy, safe and loved - "
"-and just because Maura is a woman means that Jane won't be happy with her, won't be safe with one of the smartest women we know and loved? That's a bullshit reason, Ange. I love you so much, you're my wife but sometimes I do wonder where you come up with these stupid ideas."
"I need to talk to Jane, Frank. I'll pop over later to see her and we'll straighten this whole thing out." Angela paused, "No pun intended," she added with a hesitant laugh.
Frank couldn't help but stifle a laugh as well, breaking the tension in the room. "I don't necessarily think that's a good thing. At least call her first, to make sure she's okay with it." He stood up and walked over to his wife, kissing her lightly before heading off into the living room and turning on the television set. The Yankee game would be starting in ten minutes and he wanted to catch the pre-game commentary.
Angela smiled at Frank as he walked away and picked up her purse from behind the kitchen door; placing it on the table. She delved into it, looking for something. Pulling out half of its contents and pouring them on to the table she found what she was looking for. A small, shiny silver key with a 'J' shaped key ring attached; she picked it up and clutched it in her hand.