Rizzoli had been at her desk all morning, filling out paper work that had to be done from last night. It was tedious but they had the guy. He had been a small drugs dealer and had multiple charges on him not to mention he was on probation. When he hit the girl he had panicked and drove off, he had a few bricks of marijuana with him in the car and since he was on probation it meant bad things. He hadn't intentionally hit the girl it had just been bad luck for her, just the wrong place at the wrong time. It was well past lunch time and Rizzoli needed a break. Walking to the elevator she hit the down button. Rizzoli found the morgue eerily empty. No dead bodies on the table and no Maura.

The brunette checked the medical examiner's office and found Maura at her desk doing some paperwork. She plopped down in one of her friend's painfully uncomfortable chairs. "Hey how was your date last night?"

Not looking up from her papers the blonde scribbled something on her report and after a few moments responded nonchalantly, "It was um good."

"Maura," Jane said pausing to frown at her friend. "We both know you're not a very good liar."

Isles sighed and leaned back into her chair disregarding the large amount of paperwork on her desk, "You're right. I don't know why I try." Looking at her friend she said with obvious irritation, "Do you think I'm undesirable Jane?"

"Uh what?" Jane asked dumbly, slightly taken back by the question.

"Would you sleep with me? Honestly?" she asked completely serious.

"Would I… um… what? I- don't understand the question," Jane stammered, after all they have shared the same bed but never in an intimate way.

"Would you have sexual intercourse with me?" Maura said directly to the point. "I mean if you were a guy," she quickly added after seeing her friend was uncomfortable.

"Maura what is this about?" she asked walking over to Maura's desk and leaning against it.

The medical examiner bit her lower lip contemplating whether to bore the cop with her bad date story. She needed to rant to somebody, to get this off her chest. "Oh nothing really." Her friend raised an eyebrow calling out her second lie of the day all within the past two minutes. "My date didn't go as expected. When it began it was great, we went to the Whiskey Barrel Salon. We had a lot of fun. Then after we left the crime scene he got all uncomfortable, much like you did when I asked if you would sleep with me. Then he just sort of dropped me off and left without so much as a goodnight kiss."

Jane took her friend's hand and gave her a comforting squeeze. "Hey, listen to me. You are gorgeous ok? Anybody would be lucky to have you in their life. He was probably just scared off by our dead vic."

"Yeah you're right. I guess I'm just a little frustrated. First your friend, Giovanni, and now this guy. It's just a bit frustrating," she repeated.

"If you're frustrated, why can't you just… ya know?" Isles leaned in closer to her friend with curious eyes waiting for her to continue. "Ya know," Rizzoli repeated with more emphasis, hoping her friend would understand, her face slightly flushing at the idea.

Maura's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "No Jane, I don't know. Why don't I… what?"

"Aw come on Maura don't make me say it," Maura cocked her head to the side, still not getting at what Jane was trying to say. "Ok this conversation? Over. New and more interesting topic, food. What do you want to eat?" she said walking to the door. "I'm starving. I could eat a horse."

"I highly doubt that, Jane," she quipped following her out the door.

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a/n: This originally was going to be a one shot but just added a short chapter. Let me know what you all think. Will probably continue for one more chapter.