I do not own Rizzoli & Isles.
Jane was having a day. While after today she was off duty, it wasn't coming fast enough. She could feel the burnout behind her eyes. Need a break...need a drink...need a keg. She closed her eyes rubbing at them. It felt as if she saw one more body her brain would explode and every time she closed her eyes all she would see were dead faces. How does Maura deal with it? She spends more time with the bodies then I do...Jane was thrown out of her thoughts as her coffee was knocked into her lap by a stray paper football. "Damn it Korsak!" Jane jumped out of her chair wiping at the coffee running down her leg. Korsak sputtered for a moment, "Don't look at me, it was Mr. Wide-shot over here." Frost was trying to keep from grinning but a chuckle escaped anyway. "Perfect, you know what, you two are buying my lunch all next week to pay for this dry cleaning bill." She dabbed at it with a fistful of diner napkins before tossing them in disgust and storming out, half to try and fix her pants and half so she wouldn't keep hearing Frost and Korsak snort trying to not laugh.
"Jerks." She jabbed angrily at the elevator button then glared at her watch. 2 hours, then she could have a drink, go home, play with Joe and do something to reset her brain. Did I make plans with Maura? Did Mom make me agree to anything? She wracked her brain trying to make sure she hadn't agreed to something and forgotten. Oh well, they'll call to remind me anyway if I did. The thought of no plans seemed glorious. Jane grimaced, the coffee had cooled into an uncomfortable wet spot.
Jane tossed another shredded brown paper towel into the waste basket. She frowned at the spot, she knew she was only making it worse. Little bits of paper towel had adhered to the material. "Just great. I liked these pants." Jane left the ladies room and headed for Maura's office. I'd like being in there more if that painting didn't weird me out...and where did she even find chairs like that? They're ridiculous, and uncomfortable.
Jane stalked into Maura's office. "Oh Jane! Um...hi!" Maura quickly clicked something off her screen and turned smiling. The smile quickly turned into a concerned frown, "Jane, what have you done to those pants?" "What did I do?" Jane gestured at the stain on her upper thigh angrily "It's actually what those idiots I work with did. I'm lucky they can aim a gun better then a paper football." Maura furrowed her brow, "I'm confused, a paper football?" "You know, you fold up the paper into a triangle and flick it through the goal." Jane held her hands up making a "goal" "You never played that in school did you?" Jane could guess the answer but asked anyway. "Well, no. I did have a game where I drew electron shells for various atoms and try to connect the electrons into shapes. It was very cute, I called them atom constellations." "Yeah, I bet it was adorable. Can you do anything for this?" Jane pointed at the quickly re-drying stain. "Oh, yes." Maura pulled out a purse...no it was too small...a clutch! That was the word. A moment later she pulled out what looked like a tube of chap-stick. "What's that?" Maura gracefully rose and swayed around the desk. There was no other word, she didn't step around it she just swished her hip around the corner. Before Jane could protest she was squatting in front of her, eye level with the stain, tube in hand. "This is just a pre-treater, you will need to get these dry cleaned." "Uh, yeah, thought I might have to." Jane watched as Maura laid a hand on her thigh for balance and the other rubbed the stick over her stain. Then as she started to work Maura ran her hand around to the back of Jane's thigh holding her still. Jane's whole body tensed as Maura's hand moved. Jane found herself preoccupied with Maura's hand on the back of her thigh. For some reason it made her heart jump a little, " Uh Maura, I could do that." Maura paused smiling up at her. Man, her smile is so cheerful, how the hell is she that cheerful? "Don't be silly Jane, I don't mind." As she bent back to work Jane felt her fingers squeeze a little. Jane chewed the inside of her lip and looked down. Maura was definitely intent on that stain. It looked like the stain offended her somehow. And she always looks so damn nice, why can't I look that put together? Jane could answer her own question, it involved uncomfortable shoes and waking up early. Really? Her shoes match that stupid purse...clutch...bag thing. And how much did that necklace cost? It looks like what my little cousins string together, and is she really comfortable with her neckline that low? I mean...it's pretty low...I know she's practical about sex...very practical. At least she does have nice breasts. Whatever she's wearing they look really firm. I wonder if they are that firm...they... Jane realized where her thoughts had wondered, a little shaky she pulled her leg out of Maura's grip. "It's fine...leg was going to cramp standing like that." "Oh? I was bracing the back to avoid that, guess I had inadequate arm strength. I should spend more time on that when we're at the gym." Maura stood with that fluid grace straightening her dress. Jane just now noticed it was a sky blue kind of color. Looked good with her eyes. "That's a good color on you." Jane looked down eying where Maura had been rubbing the stuff in. Maura nodded very aware of that, "The color compliments my eye coloring and the gold tones in my hair. I felt the cut really accentuated the curvature of my hips. You agree?" Maura gave a little turn in those hazardous heels, "Yeah, your hips look great." Jane grimaced in her head your hips look great? I should just finish it out and say she has a hot ass too. Maura leaned against her desk and played with one of the gold colored balls on her necklace. "I had a great idea for this weekend. Since you enjoy beers so much and I was not adverse to the taste I thought we could try some micro brews at your place. I've been picking up individual bottles as I've come across ones that looked interesting. Since you enjoy beer and I would enjoy trying various lagers and ales I thought you wouldn't mind." "Maura, I think it's a great idea. Saturday?" It's cute how she gets insecure when she's asking me stuff"Saturday would be perfect." Maura gave her that gleeful but charming smile.
"Great! I need to head back so I can finish up before we're off the clock." Jane turned heading out of her office feeling a bit better. So she had plans now, at least they involved her couch and beers with Maura instead of something else.