This is my first ever attempt at a fanfic…or writing of any kind since I left college many years ago. Be gentle…be kind…but be honest. I don't have a Beta (?) so all mistakes are mine…feel free to point them all out. I'm not from the States so I apologise in advance for any incorrect references. The beauty of fanfic is you don't have to be too literal with situations, details and events. You know these characters….I can hint…I can suggest…I can summarise….and hopefully if its good enough you can see my version as a whole playing out in your head. Let me know if you think it will be worth me seeing where it will go as I'm winging it. Thank you.

I don't own anything except my imagination…..and it goes a little something like this…..

As the Dust Settles

Chapter 1

One week had passed since Timmy got trapped down the well. Which is how Jane had referred to Tommy getting near fatally crushed under a huge collapsing building…with Frost and her little nephew TJ of course. A terrifying time for everyone and emotions had been running high since but as always humour and avoidance were at the forefront of the detectives coping mechanisms. The Timmy reference however, did not turn in Jane's favour. She had light heartedly used it many times since 'The Concrete Bungle' (another of Jane's comic side steps) and Tommy was getting more pissed off every time he heard it. This was until a confused Maura Googled the term, in the busy BRIC, and asked Jane if that made her like that hairy dog Lassie. The next person who whistled at her or tousled her hair was on a promise to get shot and…..it was probably gonna be Korsak!

"You've always gotta know everything aint ya Dr Smartypants…you couldn't just let this one slide huh?" Jane huffed at Maura as she let herself fall back onto the couch with all her weight and arms flailing.

"Wha…..ugh…Jane? No…need…blphfft?" Maura lurched forward. Her voice pitched as high as her eyebrows while she wiped the expensive red wine off her chin with the back of her hand since she was just about to take a drink when Jane attacked the couch.

"Must you always act like a petulant child?" Maura placed her wine glass on the coffee table and got up and moved to the kitchen to properly wipe the spillage on the front of her dress. 'And let what slide where?' She shouted as she blotted the stain.

"Thanks to you and your….knowledge without a fucking clue….I've got dickhead cops leaving kibble on my desk and Korsak giving my head a rub like one of his flea ridden stray bitches every time he passes me!" Jane's arms seem to have been doing the talking here because her brain just realised what they said. "Shhhiiiiiiiiit" She whispered as she slid down into the couch and squeezed her eyes shut.

Maura threw down the cloth from her hand and shot into the living area. Her anger just one step behind her.

"Thanks to me? THANKS TO ME? If you weren't trying to be the funny cop lady who makes light of everything you wouldn't have kibble on your desk….If you weren't trying to be the oh so hilarious detective who belittles her brothers at every turn Korsak wouldn't be giving you head like a bitch….and…" Maura paused, tilted her head and frowned trying to recall what she had just said….it didn't quite sound right….

Jane popped one eye open and looked up. She couldn't help the smile that spread from ear to ear but she stifled the giggle.

"…Maur…." Jane's shoulders were starting to jiggle and her hand covered her mouth.

"Again with the funny Jane….not everything can be laughed off" Maura said flatly, her arm still pointing behind her at nothing over that way.

"But…Maur"

Maura lowered her arm and her eyes to the floor and walked back to the kitchen. She leaned in on the counter with both hands placed out to each side and let her head fall to her chest.

Jane composed herself and followed behind her.

"C'mon Maur…You said Korsak was giving me head like a bitch…I couldn't help it….You know what that means...right?" Jane reached out to place her hands on her best friends back but hesitated when she saw Maura raise her head and sigh.

"Yes Jane!….I know what it means" Jane hated hearing Maura spit out her name. It made her flinch.

"Unzip me" Maura said turning her head every so slightly toward Jane.

"Wha?...Why?" Jane replied…nervously.

"I need to take my dress off to properly attend to this stain…Its probably too late already but…its silk you know?"

"Um..OK" Eager to please…Jane swept Maura's hair to one side and found the zipper. With a slight tremble she slowly brought it down to the band of black lace just above Maura's ass and left it there. She still had her hand holding back Mauras hair with her fingertips resting lightly on the back of her neck. It felt good but she had to let go. Slowly she dropped her hand away, stealing a tender line down Maura's bare spine as she did so. Jane was positive she felt Maura stutter to inhale...and then nothing happened for what seemed like an age. Jane stared at Maura's back…Maura stared at the kitchen wall. No words…no breath…no movement….no noise….

….Thud…..

Both Maura and Jane spun round rather dramatically to see nothing but Bass trying to manoeuvre around the kitchen island.

"I wont be long. There is beer in the fridge. Call for a pizza. Will you stay?...I want to finish this…the conversation…argument…whatever" Maura gushed out as she quickly made her way upstairs.

"Uh huh" Jane was still staring down at Bass.

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