Set during and after Season 1 X 06 I Kissed a Girl

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, and the first part of the story (including dialogue) is entirely from TNT. What IS mine, however, is the making of the overt lesbian subtext even more overt.

A/N: This is not only my first Rizzoli and Isles fanfic, but also my first femmeslash, and also my first fanfic ever. In fact, it would be my first non-paper-writing ever. I'm a scientist. Sorry guys. Comments are love, but don't be too harsh.

Jane tried hard to look at her date as she recounted the hilarity that was her first week on the job at the Boston PD. It was getting more and more difficult to not glance over at the ME and her date, as they kept scooting closer together as the night wore on. Jane looked at the man across from her and felt that familiar unease in the deep pits of her stomach that always came with dating men—especially when she was double dating. Once the other couple started to sidle up next to each other, she always felt socially compelled to either do the same or get the hell out of the situation. And the situation in which she currently found herself was particularly vexing. Maybe it was that Maura was her friend, and Jane didn't think friends should be pressuring friends to sidle up next to men they just met. Or maybe it was that Jane was feeling particularly uncomfortable being at the same table as the public display of affection going on across from her.

Maura, on the other hand, was having an enjoyable time trying to learn more about the dating habits of her newfound best friend. Sure, the guy cuddling up next to her was attractive, but he really was there to serve a purpose. And he was performing quite admirably. Maura had hoped that the addition of a second couple to Jane's dates would help to smooth the rough edges of her friend. Perhaps, Maura thought, Jane will behave more like a lady in my presence. Additionally, Maura was hoping that the presence of the yoga instructor, who was more than a little hands-y around Maura, would encourage the testosterone-fueled instincts of the other man. Perhaps Jane wouldn't have to do all of the work this way. Maura mused that so far, Jane was performing well; she was funny, charming, and she kept flashing that wonderful grin her way. Hopefully, Jorge was catching it sometimes-

Uh-oh. Maura's musings regarding Jane's actions were cut short when Jane indicated a desire to vacate the premises—without her date. That is problematic, Maura thought to herself. Jane could really use the increase in endorphin levels associated with sexual activity. Maura wasn't entirely sure why she was so strongly in favor of Jane's dating Jorge, but it made Maura feel much better when Jane wasn't single. The ME was usually honest with herself about most all of her emotional reactions, but this particular emotion was like a dark room where the boogey man might lurk. As much as she wanted to turn on the light to make sure everything was safe, she also dreaded what she would find if she did. Maura interrupted her date's gaze into her eyes to insist that Jane accompany her to the lady's room.

Jane was at first reluctant to allow Maura to drag her along to the women's room, but when Maura whispered in her ear and she got a whiff of her very expensive perfume, Jane couldn't help but comply. Maura stopped just around the corner, and Jane unexpectedly ran into her. When Maura explained that it was a ruse, Jane felt compelled to show her friend that she was "happy" with her choice of mate for Jane. She leaned out to survey Jorge, and came back with her best "I-want-to-sleep-with-him" look.

"He's sexy," she drawled, but she couldn't keep herself from glancing over Maura's body to notice that she was also looking quite sexy for the evening.

"I think you should take him home," came Maura's surprising reply.

"Maura!" Jane exclaimed.

"What? You said he was sexy," Maura stated matter-of-factly.

"Well just because I like the way he looks in yoga class, doesn't mean I'll like the way he looks in my bed," Jane countered, I'd like the way you'd look much better—gah! Did I really just think that? Shut up, Jane! Maura is your friend! And, not to mention, a WOMAN.

"Right, but did you know that sex releases immunoglobulin A? It wards off colds." There, that should do it, thought Maura, You can't argue with the science of sex. Wait, why are Jane's eyes glancing over my body as she thinks about sex with Jorge? Surely not? Mmm. Oh, dear. Don't go there, Maura.

"No, not tonight," Jane finally managed to answer. Although, maybe Jorge could help her get over this ridiculous infatuation with her friend. "And, and, I didn't shave my legs," she added for emphasis.

End? Or Beginning?