A/N: Hey guys. I found this in the one shot in a folder on the single flash drive I was able to salvage from my old computer. It was just sitting in a file completely finished so I thought I'd post it. I'm going to try to finish up my other Rizzles fics soon, but I don't plan on starting any others because to be honest I've stopped watching the show. It was ruined for me by a writer who was more interested in spiting her fans and proving a point then making her show all it could be. Reviews would be appreciated. ^_^
It all started because Jane had called bass a turtle one too many times. Maura and Jane were enjoying a lovely Friday night movie with some wine, beer, and popcorn at the doctor's house. Maura was stretched out with her head on Jane's lap as Jane ran her hands through Maura's silky tresses. Bass lumbered by taking refuge in front of Jane between the couch and the coffee table. Jane automatically lifted her socked feet off the floor and rested them on Bass's large shell. The M.E. sat up quickly smacking Jane's arm.
"Bass is not a foot rest, Jane." She said firmly.
Jane took a handful of popcorn from a bowl on the table and popped a few kernels into her mouth.
"For a turtle who's not supposed to be a foot rest he works pretty well."
Maura sat up quickly and pinched Jane's arm hard. "tortoise Jane!" she said firmly.
Jane jumped. "OW really?!"
"Of course Jane. Bass is a tortoise and you do not seem to retain that information when you are told so I have to try some new methods." Maura had a small smirk on her face as she spoke.
Jane being the six year old at heart that she was grabbed another handful of popcorn, but this time throwing it playfully at her best friend.
"Turtle!" She said sticking her tongue out.
Maura sat there stunned, stuck between attempting the popcorn from her shirt or retaliating.
She went with the latter jumping off the couch grabbing the bowl and rocket firing handfuls of popcorn at Jane clumsily. She mostly succeeded in getting more popcorn on the couch and floor than at the detective but it was still fun.
Jane was almost too stunned to react. Almost. Since when had Maura Isles turned into one of those child at heart people? Eh Jane could figure that out later. Right now she needed some ammo. She started picking up discarded popcorn off the couch and floor to aim at Maura hoping to at least hit her with some. Suddenly Maura came barreling over the couch and pinning Jane down.
"I WIN!" she yelled as she flicked Jane in the nose with a few pieces of popcorn.
"Now what is Bass Jane?" Maura asked smiling.
The detective had lost every coherent thought she could have had. The feeling of Maura's strong body on top of hers… pinning her down on the couch. Her brain, as well as her body felt like it was on fire. Every nerve ending was firing, there were alarms going off somewhere in the deep recesses of her brain telling her that she should not be having this reaction, but that stupid part was being overridden by much larger part of her brain that was very very happy she had called Bass a turtle.
"A t-turtle" Jane stuttered.
Maura's smile grew. As she shifted on top of Jane a yoga toned thigh found a resting spot between Jane's. Her eyes grew wide as she bit her lip. Maura closed the gap between the detective's lips and her own and placed a small tentative kiss on Jane's lips.
"Bass is a tortoise. And you Jane Rizzoli and are either about to throw me off this couch and run out my door leaving me wondering where our friendship stands or are going to kiss me again to let me know I didn't just ruin everything…" Maura was suddenly nervous. She was biting her lip. Jane couldn't contain the slight groan the escaped her throat. Maura had reached a new level of sexy.
Jane placed her hand on the back of Maura's head and led their mouths together slowly.
When the two broke apart Jane smiled.
"I think I finally get it. Bass is a tortoise."