A/N: So this occurred to me when I was thinking what else I would want to write in the world of Fancy Meeting You Here. I had mentioned that the ladies wrote letters to each other offhand but as I was thinking about it, I really liked the idea of exploring their time apart through these letters. So, here is the first one...I hope you enjoy!

July 26, 2018

Jane had been back in Boston for a few days. The transition from the bliss of San Diego, which held Maura and Comic Con, to the daily grind of the Boston homicide division had been quite jarring for Jane. But, ever the fighter, Jane had pushed through.

What helped keep her going was the constant contact she had with one Doctor Maura Isles. The couple had quickly established a routine of texts, calls, and skype sessions that helped ease the ache of being apart so soon after finding one another. It wasn't the same as being able to hold her angel doctor, but it was much better than losing her forever.

Two days after they had separated in San Diego, Maura asked Jane for her address in an almost too casual way. Jane knew her angel doctor was planning something and given Maura's vast resources, Jane was a little anxious about what it could possibly be. Much to Jane's pleasant surprise, it wasn't some fancy present that Maura sent. On the fourth day of their separation, Jane received a piece of mail on very familiar stationary, the words Doctor Maura Isles embossed on the envelope. Jane waited until she had gotten upstairs, opened a beer, and settled on her couch before she opened it.

My Dearest Jane,

I know that we have just said goodbye, but I already miss your presence by my side. Truthfully, not just by my side. I cannot stop the memories of your beautiful skin engulfing mine from invading my every waking moment. You have infected me, Jane. You are both the disease and the cure. I am not myself now that I have known you and I find myself not wanting to return to that person. You have changed a base molecule of my being and I am evolving into a new version of myself that requires you, craves your very essence in my life. Know that I am thinking about you and your brilliant smile, wild hair, and delicious lips always, and I count the minutes until I can see your stunning face again, my goddess.

With an aching heart,

Maura

Jane sat back on her couch dumbly, completely blown away by the simple yet devastating words from her angel. For someone who claimed to be awkward at times, she was quite the wordsmith. Jane felt herself swooning once again. How was she supposed to respond? Jane knew her limitations when it came to communicating how she felt. She was much better at showing than telling.

Jane thought hard about how to reward Maura's letter as she sipped at her beer. Maura could have easily sent an email or a text but she had taken the time to send her words through the mail and that meant the world to Jane. The care that her angel doctor took when it came to Jane almost had her in a constant state of euphoria.

Jane decided that she should attempt to write a response. As she rummaged around for scratch paper and a pen, Jane realized quickly that she was going to need more beer if she was going to have any chance at succeeding at this.

R&I

Jane was on her fourth beer and still no closer to getting anywhere close to having something suitable to send to Maura. Jane crumbled up the latest piece of paper in frustration and threw it on top of the impressive pile that had formed at her feet. This was a lot harder than she thought, even with the liquid courage.

Just as Jane was getting up to get another beer, hoping desperately that this was the one that would give her inspiration, there was a beeping sound coming from her laptop that indicated that there was an incoming call. Jane clumsily dashed to her laptop, knowing exactly who could be calling her right now. She got to the machine and swiftly hit the button to accept the call and was greeted by the always radiant vision of Maura.

"Angel!" Jane shouted excitedly. Maybe she didn't need that beer after all, she thought hearing how exaggerated her voice sounded. Maura's dimpled smile morphed into a face filled with surprise at Jane's tone.

"Jane, have you been drinking?" she asked sternly, a look of concern erasing the smile that Jane loved so much. Dipping her head in shame, Jane mumbled, "yeaaahh."

Jane snuck a peak at Maura after there was silence for a few moments and let out a sigh of relief at the look of adoration she saw. "Baby, what caused you to drink yourself tipsy?" Maura asked, stroking her finger across the screen, clearly wanting to reach out and touch Jane. The action reminded Jane of the letter she received and she felt herself swoon all over again.

Letting out a sigh of longing, Jane leaned closer to the screen and looked deep into her angel's pixelated eyes. "You," was her simple reply. She watched as Maura's face scrunched up in confusion.

"Me, why would I cause you to drink so much?" Maura asked, almost offended at the thought. Jane's drink addled brain took a moment to process why her angel would be upset and realized that she needed to give some context to her statement.

"Maur, angel, I got your letter today in the mail." Jane held Maura's eyes as realization erased the affronted look on her angelic face. Jane smiled shyly as Maura started to blush.

"Did you not like my letter, Jane?" Maura asked timidly. Jane so wished she could scoop her angel doctor up into her arms and erase all the worry that she could see. This distance thing was going to be a lot harder than she thought.

"I loved your letter, Maura," Jane said with as much conviction as she could muster in her inebriated state. Maura's blush deepened but was accompanied by an adorably proud dimpled grin. "I just felt like there was no way I could respond in a way you deserved and thought,-" Jane trailed off, embarrassment and inadequacy muddling her thoughts and halting her words. She felt so vulnerable that she couldn't look her angel in the eyes any longer and dipped her head, bringing her hands to dig into her wild mane.

"Jane." Never had she heard her name said like a benediction. Like her name alone was all that ever needed to be. Jane felt herself become whole again in the minute the words reached her ears. All the emotions that were clouding her thoughts cleared almost instantly the moment Maura said her name. Looking up through her eyelashes, Jane took in the angelic face, looking at her in the most adoring way.

"Baby, I don't know what you think I deserve but I know what I want and what I need. And they are both one in the same. You." Maura smiled at her like she had hung the moon. It was funny how the same word Jane had used that caused Maura such concern could make Jane's heart soar into the heavens. Maura could have anyone she wanted and she wanted Jane.

Clearing her throat of all the emotions that threatened to spill out, Jane said in her typical rasp with a bit more gravel thrown in, "Angel, I was drinking so that I could try to unlock how I feel about you so that I could write you a letter like the one you wrote me." Jane felt so uncomfortable admitting this to her confident girlfriend. Jane never liked when she wasn't in control but she was going to have to find a way to manage since her angel had turned her world upside down.

"Jane, baby, I would never expect you to reciprocate anything that doesn't feel natural to you. I enjoy writing how I feel about you. It gives me the opportunity to say the things that I cannot when I am in your presence. When I am with you," Maura let out a breath as if just the thought of that stole her breath away, "I am so discombobulated with the feelings you evoke. You make me so weak in the knees, Jane. I cannot possibly say my true feelings when your skin is touching mine and my very soul is aching to be engulfed by you."

Jane sighed, swooning once again and feeling a myriad of emotions. The things this woman made her feel. It was almost too much for Jane but she would never give up her angel, no matter how scary things got. Jane resolved right then and there that she would face her demons head on and allow Maura behind her walls, one way or another.

"Maura, thank you. Your words overwhelm me because they stir up so many things inside that I just don't know how to process. I am going to try to be better about how I respond, I promise." Jane sealed her promise with a kiss to her finger and placed that same finger against the screen where Maura's lips were. Maura smiled, both dimples on full display. Jane could do this. She didn't have a choice because losing Maura, her angel, wasn't an option.

A/N: What did you think? Should I continue?