Here, have some Maura's moment. I woke up early.

xxx

"Jane?"

The brunette with sharp handsome face looked up at the soft and feminine voice. "Uh, yes..?"

Maura watched as Jane, or she wished that was her, tightened her lips to what she interpreted as a small smile, "Jane Rizzoli?" She had to ask again just for the sake of saying Jane's name.

Maura's first love. Her heart did quite a jump there that she almost gasped out loud. This was the first time Maura admitted it even to herself. She didn't know how to feel about that. 15 years were a very long time.

"Yes, but I'm sorry. Do I know you?" Maura heard the brunette. Her stance changed from slouching a little bit to straightening up. It supposed to be intimidating? Jane did it consciously?

From the quick sweep over Jane's entire figure earlier, Maura spotted the bold shiny black gun and police badge peeked from behind Jane's dark blue blazer. A detective huh? So, she achieved her dream.

Of course she would. Jane might not a genius like her but she was still very intelligent.

Jane was always so much taller than her. The height difference was endearing for Maura. She could hear the sound of Jane's heartbeat if she could just pressed her head on Jane's small chest without so much of an effort.

A loud gasped slipped out even before Maura could register her thought.

"Hey, are you alright there?" Startled hazel pair flicked upward like a deer caught in the headlights, or her old self when she was caught red-handed while trying to steal her favorite cookies before dinner time.

When did she lower her head, she wondered. Even her hands pressed against her mouth? She was met with Jane's curious, and maybe a little worried of dark chocolate eyes and Maura swore not even the sudden appearance of her mothers could prevent her poor heart from melting right now. "So beautiful."

Hazel eyes went wider. That was a slip of tongue. Her genius of a brain failed her. Maura groaned into her hands.

Jane must be seeing her as a weird woman. She was already being seen as one. She was weird kid. A weird teenager. And even now, she was a weird adult. She enjoyed her time with dead bodies more than with living beings!

Her eyes stung. Oh no, she couldn't possibly be crying. Not in front of Jane, her first love, it felt great to say that again, and definitely not in a run down cafe filled with cops! Uh, she didn't mean it that way..

Please don't cry Maura, she mentally coaxed herself. Was she hyperventilating? The struggle of mixed feelings was real.

"Ma'am? Ma'am are you alright?" And that did it for the strong-willed Maura Isles.

Jane just called her ma'am. Ma'am? Lost in her daze, Maura missed the fact that Jane didn't even recognize her. The feeling was overwhelming and on the spot, lo behold, the water dam broke like never before. Maura would have fallen onto her knees if not for the strength of Jane Rizzoli was holding her up.

The grips, strong but tender on her arm and hip. Body pressed on her side made her swooned. Maura had never swooned over anything with heartbeat, if you excluded Bass, her favorite pet tortoise.

Jane was toned and slender and thin unlike the last time she met her when the brunette was nicknamed Roly Poly Rizzoli. Ripped muscles moved against her clothed skin only fueled her unshameful brawling. They were seducing her. She longed to feel them with her own hands so bad, badly.

She wanted to name those muscles personally, intimately, so so badly. This was awkward. Maura didn't expect this kind of reaction from herself. Like she wasn't herself.

What is happening to me? Jane Rizzoli, what kind of magic do you possess?

And now magic? That was the word the science geek Maura just coming up with? My goodness!

What happened inside the mind of the well-composed Maura Isles, the Chief Medical Examiner of Massachusetts, no one could possibly know.

Maura fainted on a panicked Jane with all eyes in the Dirty Robbers on them. Cops, detectives, her interns and lab assistants. They were all there. They all knew her though not personally.

This was going to be a lunch break to remember.

xxx

Happy Friday.