I do not own Rizzoli and Isles. I probably couldn't handle the pressure anyway. (shrugs) I do, however, lay claim to my dreams.
Interactive Breadcrumbs
It was an ordinary Sunday, after the traditional Rizzoli dinner of course, and Maura had surprised everyone with a new purchase. The Interactive Media Console or TIM-C for short. TIM-C (Tim, just so happened to be the name of its designer) had been all the rage at the last convention Maura had attended and felt her surrogate family would find some pleasure in it as well. At least, that was her hope.
"Jane, you get the first turn."
With a twinkle in her eye, Maura handed the controller to her dearest friend and hopefully, soon-to-be, newest lover.
Unbeknownst to her, Maura had set up a menu, specifically to help point Jane in the same direction her own feeling had been traveling.
Jane, with her own glint, took the controller with care, not ignoring the spark when her index finger grazed the silky back of Maura's hand, and held the device as if it were the Holy Grail.
The on-screen menu popped up with screens shots of movies, television shows, and even karaoke lyrics! All of the selections having a single theme, friendship laced with sexual undertones.
Jane first chose the T.V. show that was very similar to that TNT hit she could never remember the name of but, always wished she had time for.
The premise of the short preview was the first encounter between the show's named characters.
Jane turned to Maura and pressed a grateful kiss just above her left ear. Reveling in he surprise show of affection, Maura gave a smiling response. "How did you know that was what I wanted you to do?"
"Maybe I can read your mind…" Jane whispered with a sultry voice.
Unable to trust herself, Maura lifted herself off of the couch and away from her teasing detective sitting, instead, on the love seat perpendicular to where Jane was so that she may keep eye contact.
The remainder of the evening went without a hitch. Frankie, Tommy, and Angela all taking their turns and changing characteristics of their avatars to better suit their own images of themselves.
Maura felt pride and excitement that Jane had taken a nibble from the breadcrumbs she laid out for her. Though she loved Jane's family as they were her own, she couldn't wait to be alone with her and find if she would follow the trail the rest of the way to her truest desires.
A/N
I've been lurking around this site for a few months and started to feel like that guy' who shows up to the parties and never contributing to the communal drinks supply. So, after a dream, this morning, wherein I was basically playing Jane's role, I decided this would be the best way to wet my feet.