Jane: No I.d. Was she dead before she was tossed?
Maura: I'd be guessing.
Jane: I won't tell.
Maura: Ballpark? Two hours.
Jane: Ballpark? I'm rubbing off on you.
Crowe: Ew.
Jane: I didn't mean it like that, Crowe.
Grant: I'll call it in.
Jane: Okay, you're drugs, we're homicide. We got it.
Grant: Okay. It's your day off. I was just trying to help.
Jane: Thank you.
Grant: See ya.
Maura: Perfect enamel layer. No deterioration of abutting gingiva.
Jane: English, babe.
Maura: She's a flosser.
Frost and Frankie walk up.
Frost: No witnesses. Not that many cars use this overpass. But frankie found this.
Maura: Wedge engine. It's, uh, distinctive and pleasing.
Frankie: Yeah, it's from the suspect's car.
Jane: You're never gonna make homicide you keep jumping to conclusions like that, all right? You don't know where this came from. Get me everything you can, alright?
They walk away.
Maura: He looks up to you.
Jane: You're an only child. Get yourself a brother, and we'll talk. Hey, can I borrow your radio?! Thanks a lot. I mean, yes, all right, I would like to help him make homicide detective. But he's just- He's not ready.
Maura: You are deceptively complex. I do not understand you.
Jane: Well, you would if I was a dead body.
Maura: Do you think so?
Frost: Can you please stop flirting over the dead body?
Maura: When else are we going to do it?
Jane: Victor 825, I got a full notifications. I got one ocean frank's down here at revere park.
Maura: Do you think it was deliberate?
Jane: Well, somebody knew we were here. I'd say they want to play ball.
Maura and Arizona gather up the body and take it to BPD.
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Rizzles Story
FanfictionMaura Isles and Arizona Robbins are best friends. They are both in their Senior Year of high school. They are driving around after school one day and see a girl about their age walking on the side of the road in dirty clothes. Read to see what they...
