It was a normal Friday night that had Maura and Jane preparing for dinner and a movie together. Tonight, they were going to be at Janes home, and Maura had agreed to pick up Chinese on her way over allowing Jane to take Jo Friday for her walk before their night began.

Jane stood patiently by the bench, beer in hand, having returned from walking Jo almost 45 minutes ago. She was getting impatient waiting for Maura to arrive with dinner. This week had really taken it out of her; to the point where she barely had time or energy to eat. Today was no different, and no lunch meant Jane was hungry.

"Come on, Maura," Jane sighed, talking to herself as she pulled out her phone to text Maura.

Where are you? J

Taking a sip of her beer, the reply came through quickly.

Just waiting on Chinese. M

I'm so horny, I've hardly had anything all week. Be quick. J

Jane? Was that text meant for me? M

"Oh my God, Maura. Of course it was," Jane cursed, as she moved to the lounge to wait.

Who else? I'm not expecting anyone else here, am I? J

Jane sat, confused about why Maura would think she was expecting someone else. Had they not made arrangements to have dinner and movies tonight? Jane was beginning to think the long week had more of an impact on her than she thought, before she realised that maybe something in her text was misinterpreted.

She looked back at her phone, taking a sip of her beer, and almost spat the beer all over herself when she saw the word 'horny' in her message, instead of 'hungry'.

"Well no wonder," Jane mused aloud, before starting another text back to Maura. Before she was able to get an apology written on her phone, another message from Maura came through.

I can forget the Chinese and be there quicker? M

Jane sat, staring at her phone… the message from Maura. She wasn't sure how to reply. Was Maura actually offering to help her with her 'horny' problem?

Jane was well aware of her attraction to Maura, even if she chose to ignore those thoughts and push them as far away from her conscious thought as possible. She caught herself on many occasions looking at Maura with more than plutonic thoughts going through her mind, and was grateful that Maura was yet to notice. In fact, she was convinced that this was part of her social awkwardness, and just wasn't aware that long gazing into her eyes was suggestive of anything other than friendship. For this, she was more than grateful.

But having your best friend tell you she's horny, and to hurry over, was not subtle. It was quite blunt.

Before Jane was able to come up with a suitable reply, Jane heard her front door opening and Jo Friday barking excitedly.

"Jane?"

Jane put her beer down and turned on the couch to look at Maura standing at her door. She had Chinese bags in hand and proceeded to place them on the kitchen bench before making her way to Jane. She sat down next to Jane, confusion evident on her face at Jane's response, or lack thereof, at her presence.

"Jane?" Maura queried softly.

"Hungry. I meant… to say… hungry, not…" Jane stammered out, eyes locked with Maura's, attempting to understand just what was happening here.

Jane watched as she saw what she thought was disappointment, and then embarrassment, filter over her best friends face.

"Oh," was Maura's initial response.

Maura turned to look away from Jane, processing what had happened and how such a grammatical error could have happened.

"Autocorrect?" She questioned, looking back at Jane.

Jane just smiled, giving a slight nod in response, and watched as Maura again turned away from her.

"So… you're not horny?" Maura asked, turning again to face Jane.

"Ah, well… um… that's not… hmm," Jane replied, shocked, before a coughing fit took over her body.

Jane leant forward, reaching for her beer as the coughing fit got worse.

"Jane? Are you okay?" Maura questioned.

Maura was rubbing Janes back soothingly, attempting to help her friend. Little did she know that this, along with the sudden knowledge that Maura would actually be interested in satiating a horny Jane, was making her all sorts of hot and bothered.

When her coughing subsided, Jane ran her hands over her face trying to decide which avenue she should take here. If she turned to Maura and said she was horny (which, at this point, was completely true, given the soft circles Maura was currently tracing on her back), she may get what she had been dreaming of for a long time. But what then? She wanted more. She was no fool. Her attraction wasn't just physical. She was in love with Maura. Could she go back to just being friends once her horniness was in check?

If she turned to Maura and attempted to change the subject, however, would this inevitably come up again anyway? It was, after all, a conversation that went way beyond the bounds of friendship.

"Jane? What are you thinking, Jane?" Maura asked, pulling Jane from her own thoughts.

Jane rested her head on her hands, turning her face to look at Maura.

"Maura," Jane started, huskily. "I'm wondering why… I mean, would you have…"

Maura noticed Jane's hesitation in asking the questions she knew was to come.

"Well, this is awkward," Maura quipped, followed by a small giggle.

Jane sat up and turned to face Maura again, smiling herself.

"Well, yes it is, Maura," Jane replied light heartedly.

"What do you say we take care of that hunger of yours," Maura suggested. "As for the other…"

"Maura," Jane cut her off, warningly.

Maura just smiled in response.

"Chinese?" Maura asked with a smile.