"Alright, Dr. Isles. Your assessment was correct. You will just need a few stitches to close up the laceration on your forehead. Everything else looks fine, although you'll have a pretty nasty bruise on your leg. I'm afraid I must ask one more time. Could you please describe what caused these injuries?"

EARLIER THAT DAY

Jane couldn't wipe the smile off her face. It had been there for exactly 5 days 11 hours and 33 minutes ever since Maura first made her move and kissed Jane. Since that moment when the detective and the doctor revealed their interest in one another, Jane had found herself in an uncharacteristically ecstatic mood. She had even caught herself humming as she walked on two occasions.

As much as she tried to hide her exuberance around all of the people in her life whom she was still trying to hide the new developments from, she just couldn't seem to hide the constant smile plastered across her face. It had been simple to explain at first. The night Maura first kissed her was one of those nights that reminded Jane and all of her colleagues why they were detectives in the first place. They had caught a rapist in time to save his second victim. They apprehended him quickly enough that his would have been second victim didn't even know she was being followed. She only discovered what her fate would have been when she was startled by the police officers descending on the man. It always felt great to solve a case, but the joy was almost always bittersweet in the homicide unit considering by definition the victim was dead and therefore didn't truly get to reap the benefits.

The team had gone out to celebrate resulting in Jane being a bit too drunk to drive home. That left her with a tipsy doctor alone in a house while they were both feeling brave and invincible. This was most likely what gave Maura the courage to make her move.

Now Jane walked into the bullpen with a 5 day old smile on her face. Frost and Korsak both looked up noticing the smile that had been adorning her face all week. They exchanged looks indicating that neither of them knew the cause for sure. They both assumed something was going well in Jane's love life, but that was about all they knew. They weren't even sure if that much was true. Of course, neither of them had any intention of asking her to clarify either.

Jane sat down and worked for less than an hour before receiving a text. Her smile grew big enough that she resembled a giddy school girl. This was most certainly not the way one would normally describe the sarcastic detective. Jane read the text a few more times before replying.

Detective, your expertise and your mouth are needed tonight. My place 8.-M

;) My mouth will be there ready to assist you, but make it my place. I don't want my mom to hear you in the guest house –J

I'm not that loud! I'll come to you anyway though-M

Good and you are a screamer-J

As the day continued, rumors began circulating the building that Jane would be receiving special recognition from the governor for her work in the recent rapist case. That of course made most of Jane's colleagues happy for her, made her mother insanely happy, and annoyed Jane. She hated all of the attention. She hated the idea of being honored as if she was the only person who worked on the case. So many people helped her solve the case and arrest the bastard. She hated receiving all of their credit.

A few minutes before Jane left, Cavanaugh called Jane into his office. Sure enough the rumors were true. The following Monday the governor would be thanking Jane during a public ceremony that would be covered by all of the local news channels. Cavanaugh was far more excited about this than Jane. Good publicity was so often hard to find. People only wanted to hear about their mistakes. After a strict speech on how Rizzoli was supposed to act in order to best represent the police department followed by an argument about why Jane had to be the one recognized rather than any of her colleagues, Jane headed home to a quiet evening with Maura.

Jane was home for about fifteen minutes before her new girlfriend arrived. Maura was wearing a long trench coat type jacket. It was of course from a designer whose name Jane couldn't even pronounce. The trench coat was soon off revealing Maura's body covered only in a red negligée. Jane's smile once again grew. Within moments the two were entwined. They made it to the couch which Jane considered to be showing great constraint given the way the silk outlined the few features of Maura that it covered. She was impressed that she hadn't thrown Maura onto the floor right in front of the door.

Jane quickly found the silk clad doctor on top of her. Several minutes of foreplay later, Jane found herself lying completely naked on the couch with Maura in a position that could really only be considered sitting on her face. Jane's tongue trust in and out of the woman who was directly on top of her. As if trying to prove Jane wrong, Maura was not screaming, but she was still making a considerable amount of noise with her breathing alone. These noises were most likely why neither woman heard the key turning in the door.

EARLIER THAT AFTERNOON

Angela Rizzoli had heard about the governor's plan to congratulate Jane and was naturally thrilled with the news. She had made sure she caught Jane before she left the precinct. It took Jane several minutes to convince her that tonight would not be a good night to go out to celebrate. Jane told her all about the errands she needed to run and explained that she wouldn't even be home until around seven as it was without adding a long Rizzoli family dinner to the mix. With that Jane had left Angela standing in the café with the wheels in her head turning. Jane left thinking she had told her mom that tonight was not a good time to get together. Angela, on the other hand, heard something different. She heard that Jane would be out of her apartment until about seven. She was quickly making phone calls.

5:50 PM

Angela checked her watch one last time and read that it was 5:50 pm. This gave her over an hour to put up all of the decorations that she had her crew carrying. Normally she would have done all of the decorating on her own, but since she had so little time, she decided to bring reinforcements. She opened the door quietly as to not excite Joe Friday. She then held open the door for Frankie who was carrying the beer, Tommy with the cheese platter, Korsak with the soda, Frost with the chips and dip, and Cavanaugh with the ingredients for spaghetti. She then followed the men in, but quickly ran into Cavanaugh's arm. The men had all stopped shortly inside the room creating a traffic jam.

The gasp released from Angela Rizzoli's mouth could be heard all over Boston. There was her daughter as naked as the day she birthed her with the always professional chief medical examiner on her knees propped on top of her face. The medical examiner was also completely devoid of clothing.

Within a second of the gasp being let out, Jane sat straight up. Her eyes were filled with pure fear and shock. Her sudden movement bucked Maura onto the floor. Her head scrapped the corner of the coffee table as she fell. The men in the room had the good sense to quickly run into the hallway, but Angela's motherly instincts quickly kicked in sending her across the room to make sure Maura was alright. A moment before Jane would have sworn the situation could not get any worse. However, her mother running over proved her wrong. Despite her yelling for her mom to wait outside, Angela would not leave until Maura assured her she was alright and that they would join her in the hallway to go to the ER once they were clothed.