She Can't Get That At Home part 9
Jane stretched out her long legs and laid down on the roof of her parents house with one arm behind her head and the other resting on her stomach. It had been two weeks since she was released from the hospital. Her hands were healed enough that she could take the bandages off but would still take up to six months of physical therapy to get full mobility back in them. Which meant six months of desk work. Not that she had even been back to work yet, she still had another two weeks before captain would even consider letting her come back and that was after the psyche evaluation. She had been going to both physical and mental therapy everyday since the ‘incident’ as everyone was calling it and needless to say she hated every minute of it.
Physical therapy was filled with frustration and pain, she couldn’t even squeeze a damn ball without screaming in pain, she had only just gotten to the point where she could wiggle her fingers and it only hurt a little. She always left in a terrible mood. Regular therapy consisted mostly of Jane staring down her therapist with her arms crossed over her chest for the entirety of the hour she was there. She had no desire whatsoever to talk about what had happened all she wanted to do was put it behind her and never think of it again.
It seemed as if everyone was hell bent on doing the exact opposite. All she ever got was sympathetic looks, and people watching her to make sure she wasn’t going to breakdown at any minute. She wasn’t though, that was exactly what Hoyt wanted and she would not give him that, he had already taken to much from her. Hoyt had broken her and destroyed the reputation that she had so carefully built for herself. Before everyone saw her as one of the guys, strong and confident. Now she had been attacked by this man simply because she was a woman no one would ever see her as Detective Rizzoli anymore, she was officially Jane Rizzoli the victim.
She laughed softly shaking her head as she remembered the conversation she had had with her former partner. How ironic it was that she told him she didn’t want to be the victim of spousal abuse and this was so much worse. People definitely couldn’t know about it now not after this. She had to hold on to some shred of dignity. Not that she had much left. Since she moved back in her parents house she had been itching to get out and get her own place but it was a lot easier said than done. Since she could hardly move her hands she wasn’t exactly fit to take care of a five year old on her own. Jane hated asking anyone for help but she had to for even the simplest of task.
Jane shook her head smiling when she heard the very familiar clicking of heals. She knew without looking at her watch that it must be seven. Maura came to see her everyday at seven and stayed until exactly ten. In the weeks she had been at her mothers they hadn’t even so much as kissed. Maura was staying true to what she had told Jane in the morgue that day. It was starting to really irritate her though, this divorce was getting messy and it could take months to finalize everything which meant months wasted with Maura. She was doing her best to respect her friends wishes though and she enjoyed the company Maura provided as well as the help.
Maura looked up and waved at Jane, “Jane are you sure that’s safe?” her friend asked Jane could hear the concern in her voice.
Jane shrugged. “I’ve been doing this since I was a kid.”
“When you were a child did you have full use of your hands?”
Jane rolled her eyes trying to push away the annoyance and hurt she felt. She knew it was stupid but why did everyone have to treat her like she couldn’t do anything?
“Just get your ass up here and stop worrying about me.” Jane snapped a little more harshly than she meant to. Maura stared at her for a long moment before turned and continued to walk up the path not even bothering to knock on the door. Five minutes later Maura was laying beside her to close for a platonic friendship and yet not close enough to be considered anything more.
“How was your day?” Maura asked gently.
Jane shrugged and turned her head so she was looking at Maura. “Horribly boring, your’s?”
“Lonely.” Maura sighed. Jane nodded and turned back so that she was staring at the sky again. She couldn’t help but wonder if they would ever be the way they used to be. She sighed and scooted a little closer to her friend until their arms were touching.
“How’s Jax been today?”
Jane smiled, thinking of how she had the sweetest son any mother could ever have, “He’s been great as usually. You know he can’t cook right? Or at least if he tries to work the stove without me he will get in trouble?”
Maura nodded.
“Well this morning I woke up to find him sitting on my bed staring at me with plate full of toast in his lap. He told me that he would have made me eggs but they wouldn’t fit in the toaster.” Jane laughed shaking her head at the memory.
“I have no idea what I would do without him.” She said glancing over at Maura who was laughing quietly. Maura met Jane’s gaze and smiled softly. Jane sat up and leaned over so that her face was only a few inches from Maura’s Jane brought her hand up to caress Maura’s cheek as best she could. Maura laid there not daring to make a move part of her wanted more than anything for Jane to kiss her but the other part knew she had to stick to her word because if she didn’t would she ever really leave her husband? As jane leaned in further Maura turned her head to the right just a little but enough for Jane to get the message.
“Jane.” Maura’s voice was hardly above a whisper. “Please.”
Jane nodded and fell back to her original position. “I miss you.” She said simply he eyes where back on the stars as she spoke.
“I haven’t gone anywhere Jane.” Maura said not truly understanding what Jane meant.
“Yeah you kind of have.”
Maura was about to reply when she heard heavy footsteps coming up the walkway. Jane sat up again so she could see who is was. Vince walked through the doors of the Rizzoli household without even so much as a knock he had another man fallowing closely behind him. Jane scrambled to her feet and was through the window before Maura had a chance to get up.
They found Vince and the unfamiliar man sitting at the kitchen table with her mother, father and brothers on the other side of the kitchen staring him down with their arms crossed.
“Mrs. Rizzoli you look very beautiful tonight.” Angelia nodded her thanks coldly.
“What are you doing here?” Jane snapped.
“I came to see you. Can we talk… alone?”
Jane nodded and motioned for him to fallow her into the other room. Though she knew without a doubt her family would be listening on the other side of the door.
“I wanted to give you one more chance to come back to me. I won’t be angry with you Jane, I promise. I know how much you’ve been through and I forgive you for sleeping with Maura.”
Jane shook her head and rolled her eyes. “Seriously Vince? How many times do I have to telll you no?”
Vince nodded and for a moment Jane was surprised he was going to give up just like that. “Bill.” He called raising his voice. The man who had come in with him appeared at his side and handed Jane a small stack of papers. With a very confused look Jane took them and read the first lines.
“You’re suing me for custody of my son?” Jane asked outraged.
“Full custody of our son Jane. You see it can’t possibly be healthy for him to live with his mentally unfit mother and her dyke partner. You see Jane whatever happened in that basement that night must have really screwed with your mind and there is no way you can take care of a five year old without having some lasting damage on him.”
Vince laughed. “You can’t even tie the boys shoes. So here is the deal, you come back to me or I will take Jax from you and you will never see him again.”
Jane was so angry she almost couldn’t speak… almost. “You don’t even care about him! You haven’t called or stopped by to see your son in the past three weeks. All we are to you is property I’m not a wife and he’s not a son we are things that you think you own. But you don’t, I will never go back to you and you will never take Jaxon from me.” She practically yelled at him poking him in the chest to make her point. The last poke though Vince grabbed her arm.
“Watch me.” He growled throwing her backwards so that she fell against one of the side tables. Hearing the breaking of glass sent both of her brothers into the living room. Tommy got to Vince first and had him against the wall by the neck. With Frankie Jr on one side and Frank on the other.
“You ever touch my sister again Vinny and I’m going to test out some of those things I learned in prison. Now how about you run along like a good little boy.” Tommy said letting go of Vince who was gasping for air. Vince glared at the other man and straitened up his suit.
“She’s nothing but a whore anyways.” Vince spat.
Frankie who had had enough of this guy in the past couple of months pulled his fist back and connected it with Vince’s jaw, hard.
“I might be best to do like Tommy asked you to Vincent darling and do so quietly.” Angela said with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. Vincent shot each of the Rizzoli’s another glare before he and his lawyer made a swift exit.
Jane stood up with her head down she pushed passed her family and ran up the stairs two at a time completely humiliated by what had happened tonight and more than a little worried about that possibility of never seeing her son again. With that in mind she walked strait passed her room and into Frankie’s old bedroom that Jax was occupying. She crawled into the bed and pulled Jax into her arms.
A/N: Merry Christmas everyone!! And I am very sorry for the extremely long wait on this chapter. I've been working like crazy lately and just got a week off so maybe if you guys are lucky you will get an update before the 1st but I'm also going to be spending tons of time with my family. so... yeah lol I will do my bestest:)
Physical therapy was filled with frustration and pain, she couldn’t even squeeze a damn ball without screaming in pain, she had only just gotten to the point where she could wiggle her fingers and it only hurt a little. She always left in a terrible mood. Regular therapy consisted mostly of Jane staring down her therapist with her arms crossed over her chest for the entirety of the hour she was there. She had no desire whatsoever to talk about what had happened all she wanted to do was put it behind her and never think of it again.
It seemed as if everyone was hell bent on doing the exact opposite. All she ever got was sympathetic looks, and people watching her to make sure she wasn’t going to breakdown at any minute. She wasn’t though, that was exactly what Hoyt wanted and she would not give him that, he had already taken to much from her. Hoyt had broken her and destroyed the reputation that she had so carefully built for herself. Before everyone saw her as one of the guys, strong and confident. Now she had been attacked by this man simply because she was a woman no one would ever see her as Detective Rizzoli anymore, she was officially Jane Rizzoli the victim.
She laughed softly shaking her head as she remembered the conversation she had had with her former partner. How ironic it was that she told him she didn’t want to be the victim of spousal abuse and this was so much worse. People definitely couldn’t know about it now not after this. She had to hold on to some shred of dignity. Not that she had much left. Since she moved back in her parents house she had been itching to get out and get her own place but it was a lot easier said than done. Since she could hardly move her hands she wasn’t exactly fit to take care of a five year old on her own. Jane hated asking anyone for help but she had to for even the simplest of task.
Jane shook her head smiling when she heard the very familiar clicking of heals. She knew without looking at her watch that it must be seven. Maura came to see her everyday at seven and stayed until exactly ten. In the weeks she had been at her mothers they hadn’t even so much as kissed. Maura was staying true to what she had told Jane in the morgue that day. It was starting to really irritate her though, this divorce was getting messy and it could take months to finalize everything which meant months wasted with Maura. She was doing her best to respect her friends wishes though and she enjoyed the company Maura provided as well as the help.
Maura looked up and waved at Jane, “Jane are you sure that’s safe?” her friend asked Jane could hear the concern in her voice.
Jane shrugged. “I’ve been doing this since I was a kid.”
“When you were a child did you have full use of your hands?”
Jane rolled her eyes trying to push away the annoyance and hurt she felt. She knew it was stupid but why did everyone have to treat her like she couldn’t do anything?
“Just get your ass up here and stop worrying about me.” Jane snapped a little more harshly than she meant to. Maura stared at her for a long moment before turned and continued to walk up the path not even bothering to knock on the door. Five minutes later Maura was laying beside her to close for a platonic friendship and yet not close enough to be considered anything more.
“How was your day?” Maura asked gently.
Jane shrugged and turned her head so she was looking at Maura. “Horribly boring, your’s?”
“Lonely.” Maura sighed. Jane nodded and turned back so that she was staring at the sky again. She couldn’t help but wonder if they would ever be the way they used to be. She sighed and scooted a little closer to her friend until their arms were touching.
“How’s Jax been today?”
Jane smiled, thinking of how she had the sweetest son any mother could ever have, “He’s been great as usually. You know he can’t cook right? Or at least if he tries to work the stove without me he will get in trouble?”
Maura nodded.
“Well this morning I woke up to find him sitting on my bed staring at me with plate full of toast in his lap. He told me that he would have made me eggs but they wouldn’t fit in the toaster.” Jane laughed shaking her head at the memory.
“I have no idea what I would do without him.” She said glancing over at Maura who was laughing quietly. Maura met Jane’s gaze and smiled softly. Jane sat up and leaned over so that her face was only a few inches from Maura’s Jane brought her hand up to caress Maura’s cheek as best she could. Maura laid there not daring to make a move part of her wanted more than anything for Jane to kiss her but the other part knew she had to stick to her word because if she didn’t would she ever really leave her husband? As jane leaned in further Maura turned her head to the right just a little but enough for Jane to get the message.
“Jane.” Maura’s voice was hardly above a whisper. “Please.”
Jane nodded and fell back to her original position. “I miss you.” She said simply he eyes where back on the stars as she spoke.
“I haven’t gone anywhere Jane.” Maura said not truly understanding what Jane meant.
“Yeah you kind of have.”
Maura was about to reply when she heard heavy footsteps coming up the walkway. Jane sat up again so she could see who is was. Vince walked through the doors of the Rizzoli household without even so much as a knock he had another man fallowing closely behind him. Jane scrambled to her feet and was through the window before Maura had a chance to get up.
They found Vince and the unfamiliar man sitting at the kitchen table with her mother, father and brothers on the other side of the kitchen staring him down with their arms crossed.
“Mrs. Rizzoli you look very beautiful tonight.” Angelia nodded her thanks coldly.
“What are you doing here?” Jane snapped.
“I came to see you. Can we talk… alone?”
Jane nodded and motioned for him to fallow her into the other room. Though she knew without a doubt her family would be listening on the other side of the door.
“I wanted to give you one more chance to come back to me. I won’t be angry with you Jane, I promise. I know how much you’ve been through and I forgive you for sleeping with Maura.”
Jane shook her head and rolled her eyes. “Seriously Vince? How many times do I have to telll you no?”
Vince nodded and for a moment Jane was surprised he was going to give up just like that. “Bill.” He called raising his voice. The man who had come in with him appeared at his side and handed Jane a small stack of papers. With a very confused look Jane took them and read the first lines.
“You’re suing me for custody of my son?” Jane asked outraged.
“Full custody of our son Jane. You see it can’t possibly be healthy for him to live with his mentally unfit mother and her dyke partner. You see Jane whatever happened in that basement that night must have really screwed with your mind and there is no way you can take care of a five year old without having some lasting damage on him.”
Vince laughed. “You can’t even tie the boys shoes. So here is the deal, you come back to me or I will take Jax from you and you will never see him again.”
Jane was so angry she almost couldn’t speak… almost. “You don’t even care about him! You haven’t called or stopped by to see your son in the past three weeks. All we are to you is property I’m not a wife and he’s not a son we are things that you think you own. But you don’t, I will never go back to you and you will never take Jaxon from me.” She practically yelled at him poking him in the chest to make her point. The last poke though Vince grabbed her arm.
“Watch me.” He growled throwing her backwards so that she fell against one of the side tables. Hearing the breaking of glass sent both of her brothers into the living room. Tommy got to Vince first and had him against the wall by the neck. With Frankie Jr on one side and Frank on the other.
“You ever touch my sister again Vinny and I’m going to test out some of those things I learned in prison. Now how about you run along like a good little boy.” Tommy said letting go of Vince who was gasping for air. Vince glared at the other man and straitened up his suit.
“She’s nothing but a whore anyways.” Vince spat.
Frankie who had had enough of this guy in the past couple of months pulled his fist back and connected it with Vince’s jaw, hard.
“I might be best to do like Tommy asked you to Vincent darling and do so quietly.” Angela said with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. Vincent shot each of the Rizzoli’s another glare before he and his lawyer made a swift exit.
Jane stood up with her head down she pushed passed her family and ran up the stairs two at a time completely humiliated by what had happened tonight and more than a little worried about that possibility of never seeing her son again. With that in mind she walked strait passed her room and into Frankie’s old bedroom that Jax was occupying. She crawled into the bed and pulled Jax into her arms.
A/N: Merry Christmas everyone!! And I am very sorry for the extremely long wait on this chapter. I've been working like crazy lately and just got a week off so maybe if you guys are lucky you will get an update before the 1st but I'm also going to be spending tons of time with my family. so... yeah lol I will do my bestest:)