AN: written for Spook, prompt was "Utopia"

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Utopia

Jane Rizzoli stirred in her sleep, and was waked by a warm body shifting against her own. "Babe?" She whispered in a thick voice.

"Hey," came the reply from the honey blonde woman. "Did I wake you?"

"No," Jane cleared her throat. "Have you been watching me sleep again?"

Maura rolled onto her stomach and laid her head on her arms, facing Jane. "Maybe." A smirk played across her features.

"You know normal people don't do that, right? Do you think you're normal?"

"Normal is what is socially acceptable in the different social groups we move in," Maura said. "For instance, if you were in a crowd full of alcoholics, it would be normal to drink, but weird not to."

Jane closed her eyes when Maura started Googlemouthing, but she listened with interest. "So in our little social group, being me and you, it's normal to stare at someone while they're sleeping?" Jane asked, grinning. "And are you saying I'm weird cause I don't stare at you when you sleep?"

Maura laughed. "Its too early for debate, Jane. Besides, I like it better when you do other things with your mouth," she said seductively.

"So you don't like when I talk?" Jane teased. "I'll just stop, then."

Maura lifted her head to look at Jane, who had closed her eyes again. She inched closer, careful to be quiet, though the detective could detect her every move. Maura breathed out on Jane's neck, earning a slight shiver from her.

Jane chuckled. "Don't do that," she said. "It tickles."

The moment was ruined by Jane's phone ringing, unmistakably Angela's ringtone.

Jane groaned and grabbed the phone. "Ma?"

Maura was still close enough to hear Angela's voice.

"Janie? Where were you last night? Frankie said you went out, so I didn't bother calling, but its nearly eleven and I haven't heard an apology from you for missing family night!"

"Actually, we stayed in," Maura whispered.

Jane smiled. "Yeah, I went out with Maura. I only just woke up."

"Oh, when you see her again, tell her I said hi!"

Maura traced a swirly pattern on Jane's ribs, muttering an answer to Angela. "We're looking at each other now, I got the message, thank you, Angela."

"I will, Ma."

"Where did you guys go? To that nice French place she likes?"

"We stayed in and had pizza and ice-cream," Maura said softly.

Jane groaned, mostly because of Maura's hand that had now traveled to her lower abdomen. "Ma, I'm not discussing my date with you!"

"It was a date?"

Jane realized the mistake when it was too late.

Maura chuckled softly. "Yes, Angela, it was a date."

"Ma, I gotta go."

"I don't think Maura came home last night." Jane could picture her mother's eyes narrowing. "Is she with you now?"

"On top," Maura growled, voice low as she straddled Jane.

"Ma, I really have to go now!"

"Give me the phone," Maura commanded.

"Maura wants to talk to you," Jane said and handed the phone over.

"Good morning, Angela," Maura said pleasantly. "We're quite busy at the moment, if you don't mind me hanging up on you like this. We will be busy for a while, I'll remind Jane to text you when we are done, to make amends."

Jane frowned, not being able to hear Angela's reaction.

Maura smirked. "Yes, we will be having sex, and yes, that's what we did last night."

Jane's eyes went wide.

"Thank you, I will. Enjoy your day." Maura ended the call and put the phone back on the bedside table. "Your mother seems happy."

"You told her we had sex! She shouldn't be happy about that, I can't get pregnant and she won't get her grandkids!"

Maura laughed. "There are other ways, Jane. It's a simple-"

"I can't believe you just told her that!"

Maura leaned closer. "Jane, calm down. You know we were going to have to tell her about us at some point, and the opportunity was there, so I took it." She took a deep breath. "She loves you just the same, she said that and I believe she truly meant it."

Jane still looked wary. "I wanted to tell her in person."

Maura smiled sweetly. "We can't always get everything we want, Jane. Life doesn't work that way."

"When did you become a philosopher?"

"It comes and goes," Maura shrugged.

Jane sighed. "Well, she knows now, and I think the whole world knows by now too, cause since I taught her to text, she's been communicating with everything from here to Saturn."

Maura shook her head, smiling. "Are you happy about this?"

"About what?"

"Everything. Your mother, family, us. You know, life in general, at this very moment. Are you happy with it?"

Jane nodded. "I have a loving family, the job's not too bad, and I have you, the most beautiful woman I could ever imagine. How can I not be happy?"

Maura smiled widely. "Really?"

"Yeah. What's that place, where everything is good, just perfect?"

"Heaven?"

"No, it sounds like a country, but it's not."

"Utopia," Maura stated.

"Yeah!" Jane nodded excitedly. "That's the one! That's where I am in my life right now. Having you here, it completes me. I sleep better with you next to me. I have something to come home to."

Maura kissed Jane's forehead softly. "I feel the same way, Jane. I love the way you make me feel, the way you love me for exactly who and what I am. You don't mind when I ramble, or when I can't stop 'spewing facts'. I feel whole, when I'm around you."

Jane chuckled. "I know what you mean, babe. You're my world. You're my Utopia."