How Long Is Forever?

First Days

Beacon's ears perked up at the mention of a walk, and she let out an excited bark, his tail wagging furiously.

Jane chuckled, grabbing Beacon's leash from the hook by the door. "Alright, let's go."

They stepped out into the crisp morning air, the sun just beginning to peek over the horizon. Beacon trotted alongside Jane, her leash slack as they made their way through the quiet streets of their neighborhood.

As they walked, Jane couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her. There was something about the early morning calm that always helped to clear her mind and prepare her for the day ahead.

All kinds of thoughts running through Jane's mind as her day began. From starting a family with Maura to her first day back at BPD as a Lieutenant.

Beacon seemed to sense her mood, staying close by her side as they strolled through the familiar surroundings. Occasionally, she would pause to sniff at a particularly intriguing scent or chase after a squirrel, but for the most part, she remained focused on his companion.

Jane and Beacon walked through the door just as Maura was gathering her things to leave for work. Jane hanging up Beacon's leash and kicking off her shoes. "You look gorgeous today" she said as she smiled and leaned in for a kiss.

Maura leaned up as Jane kissed her and started to wrap her arms around her. "I am going to be late, Jane, and you are all sweaty."

"But you love me." Jane replied giving another short kiss.

"I do, but I also do not intend on being late for my first day with Hope at the MEND Boston clinic." Maura raised her eyebrow to Jane "And I suggest you get ready soon so you are not late for your first day"

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Detective Jane Rizzoli stood outside the Boston Police Department, her heart pounding with anticipation as she took in the familiar sight of the imposing building. Today marked a significant milestone in her career—the first day back at the precinct as a Lieutenant.

Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, Jane straightened her blazer and adjusted her badge, feeling the weight of the new rank settle on her shoulders. She had chosen to go with one of the tailored suits Maura had insisted she buy when working with the FBI. She chuckled to herself as she ran her hand down the lapel, her wardrobe had really taken a few steps up since she and Maura had moved in. At first new suits would just appear in her closet but now Jane had a bit more input on new outfits for herself. It was a moment she had worked tirelessly for, and as she stepped through the doors, she was determined to make the most of this opportunity.

Inside, the precinct buzzed with activity, the sounds of ringing phones and chatter filling the air. Jane made her way through the bustling corridors, exchanging greetings and nods with her fellow officers as she headed towards her new office.

As she stepped inside, she couldn't help but feel a surge of pride at the sight of her nameplate on the door—Lieutenant Jane Rizzoli. It was a title she had earned through years of hard work and dedication, and she was determined to live up to the responsibilities that came with it.

With a sense of purpose, Jane settled into her new role, diving headfirst into the tasks that awaited her. From reviewing case files to coordinating with other departments, she threw herself into her duties with the same determination and tenacity that had defined her career as a detective.

As the day wore on, Jane found herself growing more confident in her new position, her doubts and anxieties gradually giving way to a sense of purpose and fulfillment. She knew that there would be challenges ahead, but with the support of her fellow officers and the determination to succeed, she was ready to face whatever came her way.