AN: So, this fic will not follow the time line of the show but will follow the plot lines from some episodes of both series. I am amazed that people are interested in this story. I am writing this story as I go so I have no chapters for this story written at the time of this chapters posting. To the first reviewer Capucine396 this idea is from a similar story that I read here.
Jane Rizzoli P.O.V.
Hey, Ma! I yelled when I got into the division one café. "Janie you don't need to yell." Sorry, Ma. I have an inspector coming from San Francisco to help with a case that is similar to one of hers. Can you tell me when a Lindsay Boxer gets here? I didn't hear her say anything, so I turned around to face her and she was as pale as a sheet of paper. Ma, you okay? "I'm fine Janie." I knew that she was lying but I decided not to push her even though ever single one of my instincts was screaming at me that I should push her. I went back up to the homicide floor, so I could sit at my desk and figure things out.
As I was sitting at my desk I started to think of the reasons that Ma would have that kind of reaction to the name Lindsay. Maybe a friend with that same name had died when she was younger. My phone buzzed. I looked down to see that it was a text from Maura. She asked if the detective from San Francisco was here yet. I glanced at the time at the top of the screen it read 9:45 A.M. I remember that Lindsay emailed me that she would be here at 10:00 A.M. I replied that she should be here in fifteen minutes. Maura texted back that she couldn't wait to meet her.
Lindsay Boxer P.O.V.
It was almost midnight by the time my flight landed in Boston because of the delays that happened at the airport. I was not in the mood for any bodies bullshit. I went to baggage claim and got my bags then I started walking towards my rental car. I turned on my phone as I walked towards my car and realized that I would not be a happy camper in the morning. I arrived at my hotel forty-five minutes later but was happy to find out that my hotel was only ten minutes away from the precinct. I dropped my bag as soon as I got into my hotel room and passed out on the bed from the amount of jet lag that I had.
I was rudely awakened by my phone ringing. I reached blindly for my phone, finally grabbing it after the third ring. I checked the caller id it was Tom. What could he want at 8:45 in the morning. Tom what do you want? "I just wanted to make sure that your flight landed and that you made it to your hotel." Right, this has nothing to do with the fact that this is a case related to the Kiss Me Not Killer? He was silent at that and I smirked. Tom I can take care of myself with that I ended the call. After I ended the call I started getting ready for the day and my fifteen-minute drive to the BPD. I was worried, I knew what this case had done to my life once and I didn't want that to happen again.
AN: Thanks for reading. I know I'm evil but who knows Lindsay and Jane might meet in the next chapter. Oh wait, I do! Evil laughing. If you review a new chapter will be put up within the next four days but I won't tell you which day. Have a great day bye. ha ha ha ha ha.
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