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Jane was pacing around the morgue alternating between chewing on her thumb and twirling her hair around her index finger. Maura sighed at the sight of her restless best friend, it had been like this for a week now; Casey refused to see or talk to her but that did nothing but seemingly provide a challenge for the stubborn detective. Maura hated to see the brunette upset but she was getting to the end of her tether; Jane wouldn't go and confront him so instead she just moped about the place. "That's a sign of sexual frustration."

Jane growled at the know it all medical examiner who wasn't even looking at her, instead she was bent over peering into a stomach like it was a bargain bin at a designer clothes store. "Yes, thank you." The ME didn't blink at Jane's standard short reply. Jane huffed irritably but Maura still didn't look up from the pile of gross on the table. Jane bit the inside of her cheek to try and keep her temper in check, she stamped her foot a little and waited for Maura to respond. She didn't. "Well?!"

Maura sighed slowly and closed her eyes before looking up at the slightly flushed detective who was standing with her hands on her hips. "Well what Jane?"

"What do I do?!"

Jane threw her arms up in the air as if it were apparent what she was referring to. "Well, based on the evidence I would strongly suggest that you go back to the scene and examine the garbage for evidence of the lasagne." Jane blinked at the medical examiner as if she were talking another language. "Of course I cannot confirm the cause of death until the tox screen comes back but I do believe that these crystals of cyanide may have proved rather fatal." Jane's face had dropped from stunned to now looking rather incensed. Maura cleared her throat "Do I infer from your expression that you are not asking about the case?"

Jane chewed on her cheek for a moment longer while she waited for her irritation to soothe; it was no good snapping at Maura, she would either get upset or get just as snippy back, both of which seemed to end with Jane offering gifts of soy latte or fudge clusters to keep the peace. "About Casey."

There was a definite undercurrent of annoyance in Jane's voice and Maura had to tread carefully; the last thing she needed was the Rizzoli She-Hulk on the war path, not only was it highly unconducive to their work when Jane was on a personal rampage but it also made everybody around her tense, nervous and it often fell to Maura to be the one to calm the beast. "Well, considering your increasingly tense and volatile temperament I would suggest some sexual release. Not only will it ease the tension your body is feeling but also by releasing endorphins it will help cheer you up. It can often help to clear the mind also, helping you think more clearly and perhaps help you talk to him."

Jane was pretty certain she was about to implode. "Really! You don't say?!"

Maura, as per usual, didn't catch the sarcastic undertone to Jane's voice and continued her prescription. "Well yes! It would also help with your sleep deprivation, I have noticed you are suffering from minor periorbital puffiness. Did you know that during the anticipation of a sexual climax Dopamine is on the rise. After the climax, the calming hormones oxytocin and endorphins are released, helping us to sleep and-"

"Stop!" Jane glared at the medical examiner who blinked at her innocently like she couldn't imagine what she had done wrong. "I don't wanna talk about it!"

Maura opened her mouth to question Jane's statement; if she didn't want to talk about it why did she bring it up? But before she could ask Jane spoke over her thoughts.

"Besides how am I supposed to release my endolphins if he won't even talk to me?"

Maura held back her laugh "Endorphins Jane." She shook her head as she smiled at her hopeless best friend.

"You know what never mind don't answer that. So this guy was poisoned huh?" Jane prayed that Maura accepted the swift subject change.

Maura scowled at Jane's tendency toward assumption, she knew it was simply a distraction technique but unfortunately it had a 100% success rate as the ME couldn't abide guessing. "You know I can't say until the tox screen comes back detective." Jane grinned at her with that cheeky lopsided grin that brought out her dimples. "And don't change the subject!"

Jane huffed like a small kid who didn't get her own way and pouted at the medical examiner before a spark lit up in her head "Still on for movie night tomorrow?"

"Yes, I already have a particularly fascinating documentary picked out for us!"

Jane chuckled at her friend's excited nature but put on a faux frown "Oh no please tell me it's not another one about the shit they find in my favourite foods? I haven't been able to look at a dirty hotdog for months because of you!"

Maura laughed loudly "Well you shouldn't eat those things anyway Jane! You're lucky you have such a wonderful figure the amount of junk you eat!"

Jane loved seeing Maura laugh, the way it lit up her face and made her eyes sparkle not to mention the adorable dimples that peeked out. As she laughed with the ME she blushed and squirmed a little under Maura's appreciative gaze down her body. "Yeah well...at least you appreciate it..." She sighed deeply as thoughts of Casey flooded her brain again.

Maura growled under her breath and hoped Jane didn't hear it, she didn't want their evening together tomorrow to be spent moping over Casey, it had been that way for long enough now and Maura was getting bored of it interrupting her time with Jane. An idea popped into her brain and she smiled widely at the brunette. "Would you like to come over tonight? I have a fabulous bottle of wine we can drink and if you still don't feel sleepy I could give you a massage? Relax those tense muscles and see if that helps you a little?"

Jane screwed up her face at the idea but she saw the immediate hurt in Maura's eyes and felt a pang of guilt, she was only trying to help after all. "On one condition."

Maura beamed "What condition?"

"When you say wine you really mean beer?"

Maura giggled and shook her head "Of course my sincerest apologies for trying to educate your palette!"

Jane grinned back "Was that sarcasm doctor?"

Maura looked back down at the stomach contents she was examining "Hmm, it would seem I've been socialising too much with a certain detective!"

"Well we certainly can't have that! Right I'm off to find some dodgy lasagne!"

Maura's head shot up from her examination "I haven't confirmed the cause of death yet!"

Jane stuck her head back in the door and rolled her eyes "Be sure to tell my flying pig if it isn't poisoning won't you?"

Maura frowned at the detective "You have a pig?" Jane simply laughed loudly as she left the morgue leaving Maura scavenging for evidence and thinking about her upcoming evening with Jane.