Title: Running Up That Hill
Author: WtUnite [Chedders/Jess]
Rating: K+
Pairing: Jane/Maura
Status: 1/?
Category/Warnings: Fluff/Romance, Established Relationship, Femslash
Spoilers: General TV Series spoilers.
Summary: Maura pointed at the screen with her smile still intact. "I am currently shopping for a surprise for Jane."
A/N: Rizzisles is the shit. We've rped for awhile as different couples from different fandoms, but this is the first time that we've actually taken our ideas and started to create a story. Chedders [me] is the Maura to Jess' [my twin's] Jane. This is based only on the tv show, so no book spoilers. If you don't like Femslash, then you are in the wrong place. You can find me [Chedders] on as KouenTaisa, but my Twin is lame and does not use her accounts regularly. :D
Detective Barry Frost hated the Morgue. He was a Homicide Detective, he shouldn't have this big of a problem with dead bodies. But today was his lucky day and there were no signs of recent autopsies, and even better no bodies lying on the tables.
He walked toward Doctor Isles, feeling relieved that it was not time with another confrontation with his fear. "Morning Doctor Isles," he said brightly, greeting his partner's better half.
Today was a definite slow day in the morgue, leaving one Dr. Maura Isles free to do what she pleased as she let the tests run in the background. Usually, on a day like today, Maura would be studying cold cases at her desk, but instead her attention was completely focused upon her laptop. She occasionally shopped online for shoes and other things while work was slow, but what she was looking at today was more important.
She was half expecting Jane to walk in and catch her, because that's what often happened, but as she turned to the sound of the door opening, she smiled wide. Frost was infinitely better than Jane. He could keep a secret. "Good morning Detective Frost."
"Havin' a good morning, Doc?" Frost genuinely liked Dr. Isles, something he couldn't always say for other people that worked closely with the Boston PD. He liked her even better on days like this, when she wasn't up to her elbows in a dead body. "You don't happen to have anything on the tests for the double homicide case?"
But his question was easily answered by the fact that the good doctor was on her laptop. That generally was reserved for non-work activities. "What are you shopping for today? Shoes or Hermes scarves?" Frost was often regaled with tales of Dr. Isles' expensive shopping habits, but he got the feeling Jane didn't really mind.
Answering his question with a nod, she turned back to her computer, clicking over to another page. She'd been at this for a few hours, but she was just now starting to look outside of the US for what she wanted. Maura was truly hoping that Jane would be happy about this surprise, but she could never be sure. Her girlfriend had a habit of saying she wanted something just to please others sometimes, and she knew that if she pushed enough, she'd get her way. In this matter, however, she wanted Jane to be just as enthusiastic about it as she was.
Glancing back at Frost, her brightest smile was in place when he quickly changed tactics and asked what she was shopping for. Knowing that she could trust Frost, she pointed to the screen with her smile still intact. "I am currently shopping for a surprise for Jane."
While he hadn't really known Jane for very long prior to her relationship with Dr. Isles, Frost had no doubt that the relationship had been good to his partner. "A surprise? Jane doesn't strike me as the surprise type. What are you getting her?"
Looking around Frost found a chair and pulled its wheels across the tiled surface with a slightly annoying squeak. He sat down instead of hovering over the ME's shoulder.
Maura watched as he grabbed one of the extra chairs, feeling the excitement bubble up again. She'd been thinking about this for a few weeks, ever since the last dinner at the Rizzoli's household. At the time, Jane had seemed slightly annoyed with the suggestion, but she was positive that all it would take was the right one to make her change her mind. At least, that's what she was hoping. Turning back to the computer, Maura pointed at the screen with a small, secretive smile tugging at her lips.
"A baby."
"Oh yeah? That's..." Frost paused, hovering a few inches above the seat of the chair, while his mind wrapped around what was just said. He sat heavily in to the chair, rolling backwards a few inches. "A what now? You can't be serious?" Once again the wheels scraped across the floor as Frost brought himself too look at the computer screen.
Maura turned back to the screen, staring intently at the adoption website that she was browsing. Even if she didn't want to admit it, Frost's reaction was slightly predictable. Jane had only been living with her for a few months now, but this was the next natural step in the course of their relationship. They had been together for almost two years, officially, and she was starting to want something more. They had played with the idea of marriage, but they both understood it was just a technicality. It wasn't something they needed. Not really.
Leaning back in her chair, she glanced over at Frost, returning her eyes back to the screen after a moment. "You can help if you want. I really want to surprise Jane with this."
Having no idea what to say Frost sat silently and looked at the computer screen. But this was not at all normal for him, to be staring at pictures of babies on the internet. "You can't surprise her with a baby. Babies aren't a surprise, they aren't a present you give people." He stood up from the chair, almost leaving but decided better. "You sure you don't want to, I don't know, talk with Jane about this?" Frost asked leaning on to the table near the computer.
Keeping her eyes focused on the screen, a small part of Maura knew that Frost was right. Somewhat, at least. Babies were surprises all the time, something she knew about first hand. Sometimes, the parents didn't really want the surprise, and that's where adoption came in. Staring at all the different babies, some with names and some without, she knew that this was something she wanted with Jane. All of their big secrets were out, and her girlfriend had long ago learned that she wad adopted herself. To be able to give just one of these babies a fighting chance would mean a lot to her, and perhaps it would mean a lot to Jane as well.
"I don't plan on adopting any of the babies I find without talking to Jane, but we've… talked about the idea a few times. You have to understand that with Jane you take your chances. You move now, or perhaps never, and I would really like to have a baby with her."