A/N:

Hey guys! I know it's been a while... actually, more than a while. But sometimes real life gets in the way of everything. But I'm back.
The idea for this one came to me months ago, but I haven't had the energy to write at all until now. And then my beta (Beetle!:p) started pushing me and annoying me and forced me to write this. Trust me, she was cruel! :) No... not really. But she forced me to write it, and in the end I'm glad she did.

So let's get started.
Jane and Maura with no memory of last night... Aaand...action!

The second she opens her eyes, she has to close them again. The sun is shining directly in her face through the window. She silently groans as she starts to feel the pain in her neck. Her head is about to explode and her stomach is twisting and turning. She's never felt so sick in her life. Her hand tries to block the sun while she opens her eyes again. She's staring at the back of her couch. Why the hell is she on the couch and not in her bed? Then she feels the familiar taste of stale alcohol in her mouth.

"Oh God…"

She takes a deep breath and it's even hard to breathe.

"What?"

Another voice makes her lift her head. A pool of blonde waves is spread across her stomach, and she freezes.

"What the hell?"

A head is slowly being lifted from her stomach and one very tired hazel eye looks at her.

"Jane? What are you doing here?"

"I'm sleeping! Why are you sleeping…on top of me?"

Maura looks around, from the stomach she's been resting on, to the arm on her shoulder and finally back up to Jane's face.

"I don't know" she breathes out.

"But everything hurts. Why does everything hurt?"

Jane shakes her head as she's slowly realizing how Maura is positioned between her legs.

"I don't know."

When she starts to look around, she's shocked. The floor in her apartment is filled with beer bottles (some not quite empty), empty pizza boxes, the contents of what looks like several bags of chips, balloons, jackets, shoes and something she doesn't even want to know what is. Maura starts to giggle and catches Jane's eyes again.

"What?"

"Why are you wearing a tie around your head?"

Jane moves a hand to her forehead and finds a soft fabric wrapped around her head. She pulls it off and starts to laugh.

"I don't know. But I think the two bottles of tequila might have something to do with all of this."

Maura's eyes widen and she turns her head to the table next to the couch. Two bottles of tequila, a couple of wine bottles, even more chips and food.

"Oh my God! What happened last night?"

She sits up, obviously in just as much pain as Jane. Her eyes wander over the floor and the mess.

"I have no idea. I can't remember a thing" Jane replies as she sits up as well.

"And why are you wearing my clothes?" she asks when she notices one of her old t-shirts and sweatpants on Maura.

Maura looks down at herself and smiles.

"I don't know…"

Jane turns her head towards the kitchen where a large banner catches her eyes.

"Oh right… Frankie's birthday party…"

Maura turns on the couch and smiles when she sees the banner.

"Right, I remember! We were at the Dirty Robber. At least I think we were at some point."

"Probably" Jane sighs as she shifts her leg from Maura's lap.

She hasn't even noticed how her legs had been wrapped around Maura.

"But why can't I remember anything? What did you make me drink last night?" Maura asks and looks at Jane.

"Me? You're blaming this on me?" Jane laughs.

Maura shrugs her shoulders, smiling at Jane to indicate that yes of course she is to blame.

"I only ordered wine."

"Yeah, sure. But something tells me there was a party here last night. Who knows what you were drinking then."

Jane nods towards the tequila, and Maura smiles.

"True… I admit you might have a point. But according to the number of shoes I don't think we're alone."

Jane's eyes search the floor and find four pairs of shoes, three of them are not hers.

"Then where the hell are they?"

She has to use a lot of energy to swing her legs down onto the floor and get up from the couch. But she immediately falls back down, and Maura reaches out to catch her.

"You ok?"

"Yeah, just dizzy. And sick…" Jane groans.

Standing up, if only for a second, made her want to throw up, and she desperately fights it. Maura makes sure she's really okay before standing up.

"I'll get you some water. Actually, I'll get us both some water…"

She actually rolls her eyes before she walks over to the kitchen, and Jane laughs at the sight. Her head still wants to explode, and she racks her brain for any memory at all from the previous night. She can only remember being at the Robber for a while with Frankie, Frost, Korsak, Maura, her mother and Tommy. But she has no idea how long, and her apartment is solid evidence that something happened here last night.

"Uh, Jane?"

"Yeah?"

"Is this your video camera?"

Jane looks at the video camera on the counter in her kitchen.

"No, I don't have one."

"Neither do I" Maura says.

"Give it to me, there might be something on it."

Maura hands her the camera and returns to the kitchen for their water. Jane turns on the camera and plays one of the last files. Frost and Tommy fill the screen while they are singing along to her stereo, and Frankie is dancing in front of them. It's obvious none of them are the least bit sober.

"Something interesting on there?" Maura asks as she sits down next to Jane.

"Just the guys dancing and singing, but it is from last night."

Jane goes back and opens a new file and they are suddenly outside in the streets. She is walking with Frost, Tommy, and Maura in the middle of the road. Their arms are linked. Frost suddenly breaks out of formation and disappears between two cars. Frankie, who is obviously filming, runs up to Frost who is throwing up.

"Oh… Frost…" Jane laughs at the very familiar image.

Maura just shakes her head and smiles.

"Poor guy…"

Jane stops the video and returns to the folder with all of the files.

"There's a lot of video here, we might be able to find out what happened last night."

"Should we watch it?" Maura asks a bit worried.

"Of course! You don't want to know what happened last night?"

Jane grins while Maura silently debates with herself.

"Yes, I do. It obviously was a lot of fun judging by what we've seen so far."

"Then it's settled. We'll watch it. I just have to take a shower, cause I smell like whisky…"

Jane carefully stands up again, not so dizzy anymore, and heads for her bedroom.

"Jane, you have something on your neck."

She stops and turns to Maura while she instinctively touches her neck.

"What?"

"A hickey" Maura smiles.

"What!?"

Jane rushes over to the mirror and starts laughing when she sees the big, red mark on her neck.

"Oh, come on! Who the hell did this?"

"Maybe we'll find out on the video?" Maura suggests.

"I'm not sure I even want to find out…" Jane sighs and walks away.

Behind her, Maura starts to clean up, and Jane is about to object. She decides not to; she he knows it's a waste of time and that Maura will just continue. When she reaches her bedroom, she stops. Three grown men are sleeping in her bed. Tommy lies on the left side with his arm hanging outside the bed, Frost in the middle on his back, and Frankie on the right. She carefully walks back to the living room and picks up the video camera.

"Maura, you have to see this, but be quiet!"

She motions Maura to follow her and starts recording as they tip toe back to the bedroom. Maura starts to laugh silently when she sees the unusual sight.

"Aw, how cute!" she whispers.

"This is just perfect! They'll never hear the end of this" Jane grins and makes sure to really capture the three drunken men in one tiny bed.

She eventually turns off the camera and hands it over to Maura.

"I'm gonna grab some clothes, we'll go back to your place" she whispers.

Maura nods and goes back to the living room while Jane grabs some clothes from her dresser as quietly as she can. On her way out of the room, she notices a pile of Maura's clothes, which she realizes also smell like whisky, and Jane suddenly understands why Maura is wearing her clothes. She picks them up and leaves the boys, only a little disappointed that she won't be there to see their faces when they wake up.

"I think I know why you are wearing my clothes" she smiles as she enters the kitchen where Maura is emptying beer bottles.

Maura wrinkles her nose by the smell as she accepts the clothes.

"Is that whisky?"

Jane nods.

"Drenched in whisky and wrinkled…" Maura sighs.

It's almost like Jane can see the sorrow and grief on her face. They all know how careful she is with her designer clothes, and Jane knows she must've been pretty drunk to leave her clothes in a pile on the floor.

"They'll be fine. My clothes have survived worse than whisky. Let's go, I wanna see what's on that video camera."

Finally settled on Maura's couch, Jane looks at Maura and smiles.

"You ready?"

Everything about the doctor reveals how nervous she is. The fidgeting fingers, the restlessness, and the lump in her throat she repeatedly tries to swallow.

"Are you that nervous?" Jane laughs.

"Yes! Not knowing what happened last night is very unsettling. And you have to agree that it is uncomfortable to have to watch this. What if I did something stupid? Or embarrassing?"

"First of all, I don't believe for a second that you did something embarrassing. Me on the other hand… And there is a pause-button, you know. Don't be afraid to use it."

Maura isn't too sure, but caves and nods.

"Okay, I'm ready. Let's watch."

Jane smiles and turns towards the screen before she hits the button on the camera.

Play

"Oh my god, really? Didn't he get the message the first time he tried to hit on her?"

Frankie, Frost and Tommy all turn their heads towards the bar where Maura is talking to a guy.

"Maybe he forgot he already tried" Frankie laughs.

The camera shakes and zooms in on Maura and the slightly drunk and very hopeful man. Maura is politely chit chatting with him while she waits for her drink. Jane suddenly jumps up from her seat and makes her way over to the bar.

"Aaaand there she goes. Dude's in trouble!" Frost laughs.

She stops at the bar behind the man's back and waves for the bartender.

"What's she doing? I thought she was gonna tear his head off?" Frankie asks.

"Don't know" Frost mutters.

The bartender hands her something and she walks up to Maura and the annoying man. A few words escape her lips before she grabs Maura's wrist and drags her away from the man and towards the bathroom.

"That was... way too nice" Frankie comments.

"Yeah, I was looking forward to some ass kicking" Tommy pouts as the camera turns back on him.

This leads to reminiscing about the few times Jane has done something they consider ass kicking. After a few minutes Maura and Jane come back from the bathroom. Maura sits down in the booth next to Tommy while Jane takes a seat at the chair at the end of the table. All eyes are on Maura and Frankie points the camera towards her chest. They have all noticed the writing and Jane casually throws a pen on the table and smiles.

"Property of detective Rizzoli" Frankie reads while Frost and Tommy laugh.

"Oh really? What the hell happened back there?"

Pause

Maura is the first one to pause the video. She leans back before she turns to Jane who is already looking at her. Then Maura pulls at the hem of the t-shirt she doesn't remember borrowing from Jane and looks down at her chest. She starts giggling and shakes her head.

"You know, this will not come off easily. I will have to carefully choose my outfits the next week."

Jane laughs and looks pleased with herself.

"I'm sorry."

Maura eyes her suspiciously, well aware that the detective isn't always as sincere as she tries to appear.

"Are you really?"

"Nope!" Jane replies immediately with her trademark smirk.

"That's what I thought" Maura smiles.

"It seemed like a lot of fun though. And it probably scared off the guys" Jane adds.

"What if I didn't want to scare them off? What if I had a really interesting conversation with that man and you ruined it by being jealous and over-protective?"

Jane scoffs and shakes her head.

"I wasn't jealous. And did you have a really interesting conversation with him?"

"I might have…"

"My point exactly. You don't even remember the guy! And I know you better than anyone, I saw you weren't interested in him at all."

Maura laughs and turns on the couch.

"So you think you can tell when I'm interested in someone?"

"Yeah. And you weren't interested in that guy" Jane points to the screen.

Maura seems to ponder the response before she makes herself comfortable and faces the screen again.

"Maybe you're right…"

Play

"Nothing, just a way to get rid of all the creepy guys, since Maura is too damned polite to tell them to buzz off" Jane explains.

Maura is lightly shaking her head.

"And you agreed to this?" Frost asks Maura.

"What choice did I have? She's really strong!"

Jane is practically beaming with pride while the guys laugh.

"So Jane, that hickey on your neck…" Tommy starts but gets interrupted by a 'what' from both Frankie and Frost.

"Is that also a way to get rid of creepy guys?"

Frost and Frankie are about to crawl over the table to get a look at Jane's neck so she turns against them and lets them see. The bruising is so low on her neck that it's practically on her collar bone.

"I don't know. Ask her…" she says and points to Maura.

"I told her that if I have to walk around with this on my breasts all night, she should let me write on her. But she wouldn't let me…" Maura explains.

"Of course not!" Jane laughs as Maura gives her an evil look.

"And I wasn't strong enough. So I gave her a choice."

"And you sucked on her neck?" Frost teases.

"Well, technically it's more like my shoulder, cause she isn't tall enough to reach my neck" Jane points out.

Maura keeps staring at her while the rest laugh.

Pause

"Okay, now we know how I got the hickey!" Jane laughs.

Maura's cheeks are slowly turning bright red.

"I'm already embarrassed" she sighs.

"Why? I wrote on your breasts and you don't see my blushing."

Maura smiles slightly and turns to Jane.

"Hickeys and writing on body parts, and that was just the beginning of the night! "

"I know!" Jane fakes a squeal.

"Aren't you happy we decided to watch it?!"

Maura sighs.

Play

"Risin' up, back on the street. Did my time, took my chances."

Frost and Frankie are singing, loudly, out in the streets. Maura and Jane are walking next to them. Their arms are linked together and it seems like they are both having trouble walking straight. Not that Frankie or Frost are any better. Frost occasionally breaks out into a dance routine, encouraged by Tommy who is hollering behind the camera. Maura starts dancing as well, hips swaying, but still holding on tight to Jane's arm. The camera zooms in on her and Tommy whistles.

"Looking good, doc!"

Jane immediately snaps around and it's clear that she's not amused by his comment.

"Don't!" she warns him.

Maura turns around as well and winks at the camera before turning to Jane with a smile. Frankie walks back toward Tommy until he fills the camera frame.

"What's with the stupid smile?" he asks.

"Maura" Tommy sighs.

Frankie laughs and shakes his head.

"Oh, you're crazy if you go there again. Jane will kill you!"

"No, she won't."

"Yes, she will! And besides, you're not the Rizzoli Maura has her eyes on. Now give me that."

The camera shakes as it changes owners, and Tommy suddenly appears in the frame. He sticks his tongue out at the lens before catching up with Frost. They all link arms and continue on with Eye of the tiger.

Pause

"Tommy is not the Rizzoli you have your eyes on?" Jane repeats and turns to Maura.

She seems just as surprised by the comment.

"Why would he say that?"

"You tell me, Sherlock! Anything I've missed out on?" Jane laughs.

"What? No!" Maura objects, her voice a bit higher than normal.

Jane just smiles before turning her attention back to the screen.

Play

"Jeez, Tommy, you're waking up the whole street!" Jane laughs.

He's trying to sing, but it sounds more like actually wailing Frost and Frankie are laughing at Tommy when Frost suddenly stops singing and breaks from the line. Frankie follows him with the camera as he disappears between two parked cars. It seems like he's collapsing. But when Frankie finally catches up with him, Frost is actually throwing up instead.

"No, man! Come on! No one's even bleeding!" Frankie teases him.

The rest of them, now seeing what's going on, start laughing as well.

"Really, Frost? The first one to puke, and the night has barely started?" Jane teases.

Frost looks up and smiles while rubbing his belly.

"Room for more!"

He's soon back in line and Jane gives him a pat on the shoulder.

"That's my boy!"

Pause

"Poor detective Frost, I feel bad for him" Maura sighs.

"Why? Because he has a weak stomach and can't handle his drinks?"

"Because you all tease him about it. It must be hard for him."

"Like he doesn't tease us about our weaknesses!" Jane laughs.

Maura smiles, recalling several occasions where Frost could finally get in a few good comments at his colleagues' expense.

"By the way, why do you keep on calling him detective, after all these years? Why not just Frost?" Jane asks.

Maura shrugs and looks at Jane.

"It's… polite. And he calls me Dr. Isles as well."

"Come on, Maura. You're friends. You could call him Frost. Or Barold if you prefer…"

Jane shivers dramatically at the sound of his real, first name, and Maura laughs.

"You would hate it if I called him Barold."

Jane purposefully shivers again.

"Yeah, I would. So just call him Frost. Okay? And no more sergeant Korsak either. Just Korsak and Frost."

Maura knows it would take her a while to get used to the change. She also knows she would ask the two men if it is okay for them all to drop the titles. But she nods and smiles anyway.