Hello everyone! This is just a little one-shot about Jane and Maura that's based very loosely on the song Closing Time by Semisonic. I'm not really sure how I feel about this. I ended up rewriting it and this is the one I liked better. So, without further adieu, Closing Time (Take Me Home)!

Disclaimer: I don't own Rizzoli & Isles or Semisonic

Closing Time (Take Me Home)

Everyone had long since left the Dirty Robber after celebrating the bust of a particularly hard case. The restaurant was clearing out, and there were a few people left, and an employee was cleaning up. But one person remained.

That person was Detective Jane Rizzoli.

She was still hung up on the case. It had hit her hard. The victim was a young woman working in a profession that was mainly dominated by men. Just like her. As she downed the rest of her (third) beer, she heard heels clicking on the floor behind her, and then someone sat down next to her.

That person was Doctor Maura Isles.

Jane was relieved to see that Maura had come, because she needed her best friend, especially now. A lot of times Jane preferred to be in Maura's company after a tough case because it was where she felt safe. Where she felt loved.

Woah Rizzoli. Do you really need to face your feelings now?

"How are you doing?" Maura asked quietly.

Jane sighed, "Coping well enough. I'm cutting myself off at three beers though, I need to be able to get home."

"Want to talk about it?"

The brunette contemplated her friend's request for a few minutes. It was always hard for her to open up, even with Maura, although it was a bit easier with her, "I just don't understand why Johnson killed Allison. She was kicking ass in her job, doing well, getting paid well, and she was respected. Allison had earned her place and Johnson killed her because-" Jane paused, "Because she had uncovered the secret affair between him and their boss? It disgusts me, Maura."

Maura nodded in agreement. She had seen Jane's body language during the autopsy and saw that the Detective was very uncomfortable the entire time. Maura was also a bit uncomfortable as well, because the case had reminded her about Jane. A woman constantly fighting for respect in her field, which she had succeeded in.

"I hated having to tell her family, and her husband. That's always the hardest part, but for some reason it was really hard this time. God Maur, they were going to try and start a family," She fought back tears, "What was really scary about this though, was how much Allison reminded me of, well, myself."

"Me too, Jane. Me too. Your body language down in the morgue signaled to me that you were very uncomfortable and that it struck home for you," Maura gently took both of Jane's hands in hers and ran her thumbs lightly over the scars, "But I know that you will always keep going, and always keep fighting. You're still kicking ass and you will be until you can't anymore and even then you will keep going."

Jane smiled at her friend, eyes crinkling at the sides, and her mouth spreading out into a wide grin, "Thanks Maur," Then she turned her head away and pulled her hands back, putting them in her lap, "God, I hate to sound vulnerable. You know I do. But…are-Dammit!" She ran her hands through her hair and took a ragged breath, "You'll be there too, right? Helping me save lives and sticking by my side like best friends do?"

It was Maura's turn to smile, "Of course I will, Jane. Now that you're in my life, I don't ever want you to leave me, nor will I leave your side."

They fell silent for a few minutes, listening to the notes float softly out of the speaker system in the bar, and let the weight of the words hang in the air. There were a few people left yet besides Maura and Jane and their conversations could be heard.

Both women were thinking about each other. Jane wondered why Maura had made such a frank remark. She knew the ME couldn't lie, but the words had given her a bit of hope. Just a drop of water in what she thought was a desert of chance.

Maura was kicking herself for what she had said. She knew the words had so much meaning, that she wanted to spend the rest of her life next to Jane. But she was worried that she had pushed the Detective away by saying that. The ME thought that she had bared her feelings too strongly and that nothing would ever be the same.

"I don't want you to leave either," A husky voice cut through the silence that had fallen in their little bubble, "And I won't ever leave you either."

Maura's head snapped up and she saw Jane looking at her with an intense gaze, and she didn't even think before she spoke, "How long?"

"I've known since the last encounter with Hoyt. But I had started… having feelings for you during the marathon when we had to find the killer amidst the crowd, and then when we ran the rest of the marathon together at night," Jane practically whispered.

"I realized my feelings when you shot yourself, but I definitely knew when Dominic took you. I just couldn't… I couldn't watch, yet I couldn't stop watching because I needed to know that you were ok," Maura responded.

"Where does this leave us, Maura? I want this… I want us. But how do we do… this?" She waved a hand between her and the Doc.

"I want this too, Jane. And I'm willing to do whatever you think is right-"

The manager's voice cut her off, "Sorry everyone, it's closing time. I'm going to have to ask you to pay if you haven't, and make your way out."

Jane paid for her beer(s) and she and Maura walked outside into the humid July night air. They stood facing each other, standing close.

"As I was saying," Maura started, "I'm willing to do whatever you think is right with us. If you don't want to tell people right away, then we don't have to-Oh!" Maura was caught off guard by Jane kissing her. Her eyes widened quickly, but then she melted into the embrace.

When they pulled away, Jane put her forehead against Maura's.

"I just want to start, plain and simple. And move up from there. If people find out, then they find out. I'm sure there's a pool going anyway," Jane smiled and wrapped her arms around Maura's waist.

Maura leaned up for another kiss, this time deeper, and snaked her arms up around Jane's neck.

Jane pulled away and murmured huskily against Maura's lips, "Take me home, Maura."

So, what'd you think? Constructive criticism welcome :)

-RMarie