My first fic. Wow. Supposed to be a one-shot but is looking like a three-shot at the moment.

Disclaimer: Not mine, JTam make them canon etc.

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Maura turned to Jane to see what she was looking at. Usually when watching a game Jane would be gesturing wildly and talking to the television even though she clearly couldn't change the outcome of the game from the sofa. Jane's expression was as blank as if she was staring into the vastness of space. They had started on the separate ends of the sofa but as the game wore on they had drifted slowly, meeting in the middle as Jane grew quieter. Maura didn't mind much sitting there watching the game, the time spent with Jane was enough to make up or the lackluster performance of the Red Sox. Jane had informed her it was the World Series. That didn't mean much to Maura but she had quickly gone to the MLB website and was now bursting with facts. Facts Jane undoubtedly knew but would still listen to them as they came out of the mouth of her best friend.

As they had moved closer and closer during the game Jane felt the heat from another persons body upon her. As the focus on the game was lost and replaced with feeling every movement on her right side, she started to dream. How would a life with Maura be like. It'd be awfully like now, except… except the physical stuff.

The boundary they never crossed.

Except the sleepovers. And changing in front of each other. And all those nights spent like this one, on the couch, watching a game or some documentary. And the dinners. And the double dates that always ended with the two of them drinking wine without their dates. Holy crap, they had been unknowingly been dating each other since the day Maura offered to pay for Jane's order.

Jane was now going through all their interactions for the past few years. Each interaction brought forward a new insight and each new insight brought forward all those feeling repressed under uncertainty. She shifted her focus to the game but nothing had changed, the Sox were still doing everything in their power to lose. Back to over-analyzing our relationship. A blanket was now draped over them. The warmth was soothing and it wasn't the warmth from the blanket either.

Maybe she didn't have to dream.

Maura was still watching Jane. Jane was still on another planet. The October cold had them now under a blanket even though Maura's place had state-of-the-art climate control. The cuddling was normal. Angela would often catch them nuzzled up against one another but never said anything. She knew Jane well enough and it would only end with a sad look on Maura's face if she said anything.

Maura was now fixated on Jane's face. She followed the slightly furrowed brow down along the nose, following the contour down to the curve of Jane's mouth. She knew she was in trouble now. Jane was pulled back to reality by a small sigh from the woman next to her. The game was forgotten in her mind as she slowly turned her head towards Maura. Maura kept staring at Jane's lips a fraction too long to be considered friendly. She finally released her lock on the lips and gazed into Jane's eyes. Her kind eyes burned hotter than a thousand suns as she started to close the little gap they had left. Neither was backing down, too many roads had led them here.

Maura closed in, hesitantly pressing her lips lightly on to Jane. All those years of cat and mouse games suddenly made sense. Jane made sense. Maura felt herself make sense. Jane shifted her lips slightly, allowing separation to lick her lips before taking Maura's lips again. The hesitancy that loomed in the air vanished and was replaced with the sounds of kissing. Carefully Maura moved to place herself on to Jane, straddling her, blocking the view to the TV.

Jane didn't mind, her mind racing, trying to comprehend how they went from flirty to dirty. This was incredible, she would never want to be without this again.

"Are we alright Maura?"

"Why wouldn't we be?"

"This is... this is very new."

"But it feels right. I usually don't listen to my intestines talk but right now they are outright screaming."

"Are they saying, no, are they screaming good things?"

"Yes."

"Ma's gonna flip when we tell her."

"We'll cross that bridge when we get there. Right now I just want to continue... I just want to continue our activity."

"Is that what we're doing now Doctor? By all means continue away. But we do need to talk. You know me, I'm not a talker but you are important to me."

"And you are important to me Jane. We will talk."

"Good."