Hi guys! I received some reviews saying how the ending to my stories seems rushed and really crappy! Which I totally agree with lol. I know this isn't an excuse but I never really know how to end them. However, this story is going to be different. My plan is to make it short and sweet- maybe just three chapters or four at most.

Anyway! Hope you enjoy!

xoxo - K

"I should go…" Frankie whispered with his face inches away from Maura's.

She looked up at him with sad eyes. Maura didn't want him to go. Even though she wouldn't admit it, she felt lonely each time he left. But it was part of the agreement.

If the rules were broken then that left room for feelings, which they both agreed couldn't happen. Especially because of all the risks they were taking.

"Yeah, you should." She lifted her hand and touched his face. She ran her fingers on his freshly shaven face. "But you can also stay for a few minutes…" Maura wasn't asking, it was more of a plead.

Honestly speaking, Frankie didn't mind. If it were up to him, he would never leave.

"Okay."

"How was work?" She began, trying to make conversation.

"It was okay. Nothing new. What about you? What's going on down there in the morgue?" At first she thought he was asking purely to be polite, but she soon realized that he was in fact interested. It wasn't everyday he was able to take a trip down there.

"Dead."

They both laughed. "No really. All kidding aside, it's been boring. Just the usual patients. Elderly, sick, overweight. Ever since homicide caught all the bad guys, there hasn't been much fun work." She let her hand wander down to his chest to feel his heart beat.

"Isn't that a good thing?" He asked, curious.

"It is! It really is and I'm glad you guys are doing our job well. It's just that, homicide gives me a thrill. It's the murder mystery." She saw the smile on Frankie's face and couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking. "What?" She asked, hand still on his chest.

"Nothing I just love how passionate you are about your work. That's all."

They lay there together for the next few minutes just staring into each others eyes. It wasn't awkward, but peaceful. It wasn't until Maura started drifting off to sleep that Frankie decided to go.

He didn't want to wake her but he also didn't want to leave her there alone wondering what happened to him- even though they both knew why Frankie got up to leave.

As he finished zipping up his jeans, he bent down to give Maura a kiss on her forehead. "Goodnight," he whispered and slowly walked away. She whispered goodnight back and watched him fade away into the darkness.

For the next couple of minutes, she scolded herself for not telling Frankie about her big news. It was time. She had to move on.

The next morning Frankie drove into work a little bit earlier than usually to finish up some papers. He stepped into an empty elevator and decided to check his emails. At the last second, he looked up and saw Maura squeeze between the doors.

"That was close." He whispered with a smile.

"Good morning to you too." She said with a hint of sass. If she were to be honest, it wasn't that great of a morning due to the lack of sleep she had that night. However, she couldn't place the blame on just Frankie. She also took part in the crazy events that tok place in her bedroom.

"How'd you sleep?" He asked casually.

"For your information, I barely did."

This made him laugh. He was glad it was just the two of them because that was when her true colors came out. The elevator doors opened and they both stepped out. "Well that wasn't part of the rules now was it?" He muttered under his breath. But sadly for him, it wasn't low enough. Maura heard him and elbowed him in the arm.

"I believe you can do more than just that jab on my elbow."

Her jaw dropped and he couldn't have found her more cuter. "Shhh!" She scolded, afraid that someone would hear them. "Not here."

"Don't bet on it Isles." He winked at her right before he turned the corner to his desk.

What was that supposed to mean?

She didn't care. She just loved it when Frankie called her by her last name.

Maura was so side tracked by him that she completely forgot the reason why she needed to be upstairs anyway. Oh right… Jane!

She took the left done the hallway and was greeted by all the detectives as she walked straight ahead to Jane's desk. "Hello everyone." She greeted, bright as ever.

"It is too early." Jane shot back with her face in her hands. "I need coffee."

"Good morning to you too!"

Jane looked up with annoyance on her face. "How are you so peppy every morning. Please explain to me because I only manage to be that happy after... You know..." She half whispered, not wanting everyone to hear.

Maura laughed to herself because she knew the truth. She was only peppy because of the great night she had. However, according to the rules that she and Frankie created, she couldn't dare say anything. So, she decided to tell her some other news.

"Well, I'll have you know, I have a date tonight."

A couple feet away, the pair heard a bang. It was Frankie. "Uh... I'm okay! My computer is okay." He said as he picked it up from the floor.

"Dude be careful." Jane scolded.

"Sorry." He said, looking at Maura. "Sorry..."

She knew from a distance that he looked hurt and shocked. But it was bound to happen someday. It was part of the agreement.

"Anyway..." Jane said, turning her attention. "Who's this mystery guy?" Even though her face was turned towards Jane's direction, Maura couldn't help but think of Frankie.

I should've told him... I really should have last night. But it probably won't go anywhere. It's just one date! What's the worst that could happen?

She already knew the worst possibility. She wanted the relationship between her and the new guy to work. Yet, she didn't want to end her relationship with Frankie- not just sexually. She really did want to keep the emotions they shared together.

"Hello, Maura?" Jane said, breaking her out of her thoughts. There eyes met and Jane asked, "You good?"

"Yeah I'm okay. I was just thinking about work."

"Oh speaking of," and that was the rest of what Maura heard. She was still hung up on how she would have to deal with what she had with Frankie.

Frankie was quietly sitting at his desk just starring at his blank computer screen. He had nothing to do at work because there had not been any homicides reported in the last two weeks, which was a new record for him. So, with nothing else to do, he sat there thinking about Maura and the last couple of months they had spent together.

Their first night ran through his mind like it happened just hours before hand. He remembered everything, down to the last word that was uttered.

He remembered getting ready to leave Maura's house after the dinner the whole family had. Ever since Jane's apartment caught on fire and he moved, all their family dinners had been held at Maura's house. Typically, Frankie was the first one to leave out of the bunch but Jane had to run to the office real quick because she forgot her phone at her desk.

All the dishes were washed and put away so there was really no need for Frankie to stay and hang around. "Hey thanks for dinner." He said putting his coat on.

"Thanks for coming." She smiled.

"Are you okay?" Taking a seat next to her on the couch.

"Yeah, why do you ask?" She was surprised that he even cared. "Well you just seemed a little distant to me tonight." She didn't answer for a couple of seconds so he added, "But that could just be me. I'm not really good with the people thing." He was glad he did because it made her laugh, and genuinely laugh.

"I'm doing okay. Just… in a drought."

"Well if you wanna talk about it, I'm here." He offered. She wasn't so sure if he was genuinely offering or just saying it to be nice. "Thanks Frankie."

Of course she had a hard time opening up because of several reasons. He was her best friends brother and he was a guy. She didn't want it to sound sexist but it was easier to talk another woman about her needs as a woman.

He got up to leave and gave Maura a hug.

And that's where it all began.