This is the follow up to Interactive Breadcrumbs. I would advise reading it, as it pre-establishes Rizzles here.

I do not own Rizzoli and Isles. Just as before, all I can lay claim to are my very literal thoughts. Oh, and all mistakes are my own. You readers are the only ones that get to see my stuff.

Cornish Game Hen Coming Out

"Jane, what do you think about Cornish game hens?" Maura asked Detective Rizzoli, youngest in the history of the Boston police department, keeping her head down to continue reading from her laptop.

'What the?' Jane thought before blurting out a sarcastic remark to her new love interest. Jane, knowing Maura had been on edge since they decided to come out to her family, decided benevolence would serve her well in this situation. "In what capacity am I thinking about these Cornish game hens?" She qualified.

Unaware of Jane's exasperation, Maura clarified. "For Rizzoli Sunday Dinner. I want to make this an extra special feast since we will be sharing the news of our newly discovered, romantic, relationship."

"Maur, sweetie, my family already likes you. There's no need to go through so much trouble. Plus, do you really wanna spoil Angela Rizzoli's weekly opportunity to feed her babies?" Jane, indirectly quoting her mother.

Maura glanced up, reading glasses halfway down the bridge of her nose, questioning whether Jane was just placating her. Choosing to believe Jane's sincerity, despite her childish tendency to whine about her mother's care or as she preferred to call it, overbearing-ness, Maura decided to concede her detective's alternative.

By week's end, Jane and Maura had become well adept at being the cutest couple in the world! Jane, ever the gentle-woman, would hold doors and walk Maura from car door to office door. Maura, in typical ME fashion, would ensure Jane had a well balanced diet with plenty of leafy greens and fresh, organic fruits.

In many ways, the interactions of the duo had not changed. Though, many of the aforementioned actions between the two had been long since established, there was a new enthusiasm that went along. Where Jane would've pouted and made snide remarks about the change to her diet selections now, only a semi-genuine eye roll was present. Maura's generosity came in the form of an extra sashay of the hips when passing those doors her truest love would guide her through.

All in all, the transition from best-friendship into a loving partnership had been as smooth as butter. In fact, Jane had felt so good about the pending confession that she had equated her feelings to that of a baseball game. It is the bottom of the ninth, bases are loaded with no outs on the board and the home team's number one slugger up to bat to turn a tie game in to a walk-off grand slam!

Neither woman could remember the last time they had been so happy or so sure of their futures. They couldn't imagine any of their loved ones being willing nor capable of bringing them down from this love high.

It was Friday night and Jane found herself one of the last detectives in her small unit still in the office. Luckily, she had found one of those rare two-day weekends and she planned on taking full advantage, starting with a trip to headquarters of the Chief Medical Examiner's office of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, where, her girlfriend Maura Isles was the boss and just readying to head out.

"Dr. Isles…" Jane had called out from beyond the office where Maura had just shut off her computer and headed for the door, flicking off the light switch before coming face to face with her beloved. A surprised gasp caught in the doctor's throat. She wondered when she would stop being so affected by Jane's proximity but secretly hoped she never would. "Jane!" Maura sighed with much affection and a smile that reached her eyes.

"Hey you. How do you always look so breathtaking at the end of the day? It's criminal, really. I should arrest you." Jane teased flirtatiously.

"Well, Detective Rizzoli, is it?" Maura shoots a daring look to Jane. Jane gives a nod of her head and holds back a smirk. "You do what you have to do but, I must warn you. I do hold a very powerful weapon about my person. You'd be well advised to perform a very thorough search."

Up until now, both Jane and Maura had shared equally in pleasure and excitement in the confines of their respective bedrooms but the role-play had stirred a fire between the two, the likes of which, neither had previously experienced.

Jane lunged at the ME and began roaming her hands over every inch of her body, in hopes of finding this highly specialized weapon before Maura could think better of the their location and put a stop to things.

Maura, for all her skills at planning and execution of those plans, hadn't expected her attempt at allurement to be received with such enthusiasm and heat. Maura had never been so turned on. All she could do was take a hold of Jane with as much purchase as she could gain though, Jane's movements had made it difficult. She was finally able to cup Jane's face in her hands and guide their lips together. The kissing turned slow and sensual, breaking down some of Jane's hastiness. The change of pace afforded Maura a chance to remember they still have not even made it out of the lab let alone the building. "Jane.." Maura released the detective's name between deep breathes.

"Mmmmmhm." Jane moaned.

Struggling to get her words out, Maura tried again. "Jane, we…we…" Jane had lifted Maura up on an empty slab. Quite the feat considering Jane's aversion to most items found in the lab. Effectively ridding Maura of her protestations, Jane picked back up on her original line of flirting. "I believe I know where you've been keeping your secret weapon and I will be relieving you of it, immediately." Maura's arguments had died with Jane's swift actions and timbre of authority.

Jane, ever thankful of Maura's propensity for dressing like a runway model, found entering the doctor's sensitive hiding spot with ease. Maura, wanting to be as close to Jane as possible, began removing Jane's blazer, tossing it aside and working the buttons on her blouse. All the while, Jane had continued pleasuring her girlfriend, finding a rhythm suitable to a quick release. Maura had finally made her way to some of Jane's skin. She ran her hands up Jane's toned abs and just under her breasts.

"Oh God." Jane had registered Maura's skillful hands massaging the sensitive buds on her chest.

"Oh, Jane…Jane…Jaaaane!" Maura could feel the oncoming orgasm but it was Jane's moans that had tipped her over the edge.

One kiss, a second, and a third came before they brought their foreheads together. "So, what was it you wanted to say?" Jane asked, with that glint sparkling in her eye that drove Maura insane.

"Well, I do believe the subject is moot considering I was trying to stop what just occurred from happening." The ME responded with incredulity.

Both women shared a laugh and loving stares. Jane offered her hand to help Maura down from the autopsy table. Maura helped Jane with her tops and blazer.

"I'm starving." Jane stated as she walked hand in hand with Maura to take the elevator to the parking garage.

"I want to return the favor you just did for me." Maura answered.

" How 'bout we get a late dinner and then swing by my place, pick up some of my clothes, and we can see about that favor back at your place?"

"I accept your terms." Maura offered with a grin. Jane returned the smile. At that moment, the two women had the same thought cross their minds. Could their lives really continue be this good? And, how lucky they were to even experience it all. The love and adoration the two had for each other had gone far beyond anything they experienced, or thought they could've ever had with anyone else. It just felt right.

A/N

The Rizzoli Sunday Dinner will be coming up in the next chapter. That will most likely end this installment. I just want to wrap up anything I left unanswered in Interactive Breadcrumbs.