A/N: Hey guys, here's my first attempt at a Rizzles fic. I hope you like it, please let me know what you think.

Dr. Maura Isles, Chief Medical Examiner of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, was sure of one thing: she loved Jane Rizzoli more than anything in the world. She had been completely terrified but at the same time utterly elated when both of them had taken the plunge and taken their friendship to the next level. Surprisingly none of their close friends or co-workers was surprised when they heard about it, a fact that Maura just couldn't understand but she didn't mind since it made things a whole lot easier.

For the blonde, their relationship was the most natural thing in the world on so many different levels. At work, they made a very efficient team. Never hesitating to lean on one another for any possible feedback or point of view. However, in life in general they couldn't be more different. Jane was this incredibly laid back person who relied very much on her finely tuned instincts. On the other hand, Maura was a science-oriented methodical person; she had to follow a method for everything; from the performance of an autopsy to the choosing of a pair of shoes. Maura had been a bit preoccupied with these differences at the beginning but Jane had assured her that it was a good thing. "It would be boring as hell if we were the same, Maur." Was what she had said and Maura believed her.

And don't even get her started on the physical aspect of their relationship. Even a blind man would agree that Jane Rizzoli's body was worthy of being lusted after. The medical examiner relished in the idea that their bodies were the most perfect fit, like they were made to hold each other…among other things. She loved nothing more than to wake up to find the brunette's arms secured protectively around her waist and her head tucked into a tan neck. Oh and the legs! Those long and toned legs were simply a dream and she loved the contrast that both their skin tones made when they were tangled together.

Even though she was one hundred percent sure of her feelings, it was a talk with Agent Dean that had been bothering Maura all week. More specifically, a comment he had made. At first, she had thought that it had been made out of spite since it was not a secret that Gabriel harbored feelings for her girlfriend and that she shouldn't take it seriously. But the more she thought about it the more she was bothered. She even got mad remembering it.

xxxx

"So, Dr. Isles…how are things with Janie?" Agent dean said from behind a surgical mask while watching the current autopsy Maura was performing.

Even though this was no subject to discuss in this situation, Maura obliged and answered. She hated his tone and the nickname for the brunette. "My relationship with Jane is going very well, thank you agent Dean." Hear that? MY relationship with JANE.

"That's good. You know? I ran into her a couple days ago and she said that you were living together now. That she asked you to move in with her."

Maura couldn't believe this man. He was talking about them with such contempt that she just wanted to stab him with the scalpel she was holding. Jane would surely keep her out of jail. "Yes, she asked and I agreed."

Her tone caused an awkward silence to fall between the two but she couldn't care less. He better keep his jealous mouth shut. Oh look a bullet! Go and play with it you asshole! She retrieved it from the body and bagged it. "Here is your bullet Agent Dean, should be enough to get you on your way to solving the murder. I'll have the full autopsy report later during the day, I'll fax it to you"

Gabriel took it and remained pensive while looking at it. He looked up and the blonde expected some insight that would be useful for the case. Still, the oaf didn't deliver. "Hey, it just occurred to me that Jane is the man of your relationship. Maybe that's why she kept refusing my invitations to dinner."

Before Maura could answer he got his files and left the room. The blonde returned to her current job to finish the autopsy. "She rejected him because she was in love with me." She said to the corpse on the table.

"Who's in love with you so I can go shoot them?" A voice behind her made the doctor look up. Her beautiful brunette was standing there with her arms crossed and the cutest fake pout Maura had ever seen.

Maura grinned though it couldn't be seen with her mask on. "I was talking about you silly. You refused Agent Dean's advances because you've been in love with me since forever." She said teasingly.

"Since forever huh? You are not nice when you're cocky Doctor Isles."

"I'm simply stating a fact, Detective Rizzoli." Maura replied seductively.

"Ugh, take off your dead people mask so I can kiss you. And yes, I've been in love with you since forever. Dean never stood a chance."

Maura did as she was asked and Jane pulled her away from the autopsy table to greet her girlfriend properly. Jane understood Maura's work and she was not grossed out by it but to kiss her in from of a dead body was a big NO. Their lips connected and the brunette immediately deepened their lock. They parted when oxygen became a necessity and grinned widely.

"Not to spoil these romantic mood but what has Dean got to do with me being in love with you?" Jane asked while looping her arms around the blonde doctor's waist and pulling her against her chest.

"He's jealous. He's jealous and he made some stupid comments about you being the 'man' in this relationship and that maybe that's why you refused his invitations. It was all very annoying."

Jane snorted. "He said I'm the man because I asked you to move in with me right?"

"How do you know that?" Maura leaned back to be able to look into Jane's eyes.

"I ran into him and he made some stupid comments too. I figured as much. He's an ass!" Jane piped up.

"Language, Jane." The doctor admonished as per usual.

"Oh come on, Maur! I'm sure you thought he is an asshole too when he said that. Besides, I'm totally fine with being the man in this relationship. Don't you recall that conversation we had during the lesbian undercover thing?"

Maura smiled remembering perfectly well how Jane's eyes had threatened to bulge out of their sockets when she'd spotted the doctor with the outfit for the night. "Yes, I do remember. And I also remember you ogling my breasts."

Jane defended herself. "Hey! I was not ogling them. Besides, it's not like I could look elsewhere with you shoving them in my face like that."

"Sure, keep telling yourself that Rizzoli."

xxxx

It had been a month after that conversation. Sure, Jane said that she didn't mind because as she put it that one time "I would be the man…" Still, Maura felt that it wasn't an accurate description of her girlfriend.

To tell the truth, Jane was a very attentive girlfriend. She invited Maura on dates regularly and never let her pay. Car doors and other venue entrances were opened for her. When they strolled through the streets Jane made sure that she walked on the inside of the sidewalk. Also, when she was cold Jane was the first to take her blazer or jacket off to hand it to the doctor.

Objectively speaking, those were things that technically were done by a man in a heterosexual relationship. However, Maura did not want to lower their relationship to that archaic of a level. A brilliant idea came to mind when Angela had brought up the age-old question during a family dinner. "So, when are you going to tie the knot, sweetie?" Jane had sputtered and blushed but Maura thought that the woman was indeed a genius.

That idea had made Maura steal one of Jane's few rings to have it sized and order the most beautiful engagement ring she could find. She had also secured a bouquet of the most exquisite roses, the ingredients for a gourmet dinner that she had now finished cooking and a promise from Korsak that Jane wouldn't be bothered for the rest of the weekend. Her proposal was going to be perfect.

Maura got a little nervous as the time when Jane usually came home approached. She finished styling her hair and slipped on her favorite pair of black pumps as she heard the key being turned.

"Maur, I'm home!"

Jane turned around and took in the sight of her blonde girlfriend wearing the most exquisite black dress, the table set for two and a bouquet of roses where she usually sat. There was soft music playing and something smelled delicious. "Hey baby, I've been waiting for you."

Jane smiled. " What's all this baby?"

"A surprise, my lady" She touched the little velvet box in her pocket and smiled.