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Jane woke up to the sound of the television playing in the living room. She couldn't help but notice that her arm was draped over Maura. Much to Jane's embarrassment, Maura had noticed it too. She was wide awake and smiling when Jane looked over at her. Jane never could understand how she was always so chipper in the morning.
"Sorry. I promise my intent wasn't to come on to you in the night."
Maura smiled at Jane, melting all of her fears away. "Jane, you always do that. When I got into bed last night, I was fully aware I would wake up with you touching me."
Jane chuckled, "You make it sound so dirty. Me touching you?"
Maura, ever literal, was not displeased, but she was also not laughing. Instead she answered, "I simply meant that sometimes I wake up and it's not my stomach that your arm is draped over. Sometimes it is dirty, as you say."
Jane sat up very quickly upon that answer. "Really? Wait, I had no idea I groped you in my sleep…EVER." Jane's mortification was clearly portrayed on her face.
On the mornings they woke up in the same bed, which Maura had noticed were growing in number as of late, she was used to getting up long before Jane. She would do yoga, make coffee that was up to her standards, shower, and come back to bed before Jane opened her eyes for the first time. She had woken up just as early this morning, but, instead of completing her typical routine, she had simply meditated and thought some things through.
She had come to the conclusion that, while there was a chance it would harm their friendship, the benefits of exploring her feelings for Jane outweighed the potential negative outcomes. The maximum benefit possible as a result of not telling Jane was a wonderful friendship. However, in the back of her mind and based on the previous night's conversation, there would always be unrequited love between them. Jane had certainly hinted she felt the same. At least Maura was pretty sure she had. Jane's love of sarcasm always kept Maura wondering about everything. Regardless, she knew that what happened last night and the truths it revealed would taint their friendship from there forward.
She had weighed these odds before, but the facts were different now. Before she thought Jane was heterosexual so the chances of getting some type of beneficial outcome from expressing her feelings were dreadfully low. With these new facts to weigh, she felt honesty was the best course of action.
Maura had then considered how to broach the subject with Jane. She contemplated just telling Jane outright how she felt, but she wasn't sure if Jane was quite ready for that. Besides, she knew that flirting could be enjoyable. This came from some experience, but mainly from her studies of how humans reacted to different stimuli involved in the mating process. She could list several studies citing this.
As she had run through study after study in her mind, she came to a decision. She would begin hinting to Jane that she was interested before eventually admitting it. Maura wanted to believe she was simply working through the scientific process. However, she also knew that all of these thoughts excited her. She wanted to flirt with Jane. She wanted to build up Jane's excitement, culminating in the look on her face when she would finally express her undying love for her. Yes, I had better build up to that one.
With that, Maura leaned in next to Jane's ear, "I never said I didn't like waking up with your hands on me." This sent a visible tingle throughout Jane's body. Jane was trying to think of something to reply with that would draw a similar response when the blender started up in the kitchen. Jane instinctively reached for her gun in the nightstand drawer, but Maura put her hand on top of Jane's to stop her.
"Don't shoot your mother, Jane."
Jane took a relieved breath. "Ma's here?"
"Yes, she got here almost an hour ago. I went out and said hello to her, but I decided to come back to bed."
Jane thought about this for a moment. "So when did I put my arm around you."
Maura blushed slightly, deciding just how much of the morning's events she wanted to share with Jane. "When your mother arrived, she peeked in to see if you were still sleeping. I was already awake and waved at her. I got up and went to talk to her, but as I was getting out of bed you asked me to come back quickly. When I came back to bed you were still asleep, but…" She paused not sure if she should say the next part. Jane's curiosity was too apparent not to in the end. "Without opening your eyes or waking up you pulled me in with your arm and kissed my cheek. You left your arm around me then."
"I'm so sorry Maur, I didn't mean to molest you in my sleep," Jane said, clearly embarrassed.
Maura released a light hearted laugh, "Jane a kiss on the cheek from my best friend hardly counts as anything untoward." As if to prove her point, Maura leaned in and kissed Jane's cheek. "Do you consider yourself molested?"
Jane couldn't help but smile as she felt the warmth of the doctor's soft lips tenderly meeting her cheek. All Jane could do was shake her head "no." Maura couldn't stop herself from continuing. She put her arm around Jane's waist and pulled her in, similar to the way in which Jane had behaved in her sleep. She softly whispered in Jane's ear, which was now much closer to her, "And does this offend you?"
Jane shook her head slowly as she enjoyed the tingling in her body from the contact on her waist. Every fiber of her being wanted to close the final gap and kiss Maura passionately before pushing her down on the bed and continuing from there. She knew she couldn't though. Maura had said that she was accepting of Jane's being gay, but she had never indicated that she was gay as well. The two of them teased each other about everything so there was no reason for her to assume Maura was doing anything else at the moment. She realized she had to know. No matter how embarrassing the answer, she had to have it.
"You know, Maura, you may be very accepting, but teasing the gay kid is pretty mean." Although it was difficult, Jane managed to get the statement out in her usual on-top-of-it voice.
Maura tried to buy herself some time as she thought about the implications of her next move, "What do you mean Jane?"
"I told you I was into women and now you're holding me in bed. That's some pretty intense teasing. This is a good way to get yourself an unwanted make-out session."
Maura thought for a moment. As she ran through all of the reasons to resist, none seemed to matter any longer. Her body was very clear about what it wanted and her mind could think of no reason to stop. "It would be far from unwanted." Maura realized her voice came out far huskier and wanting than she expected.
Upon hearing those words in that voice, Jane could hold back her passion no longer. The rest of the world seemed to fade away. For two months she had wanted this, but thought it would never happen. Now Maura was asking her to kiss her and was undeniably turned on by the idea. Jane turned the rest of the way and placed a firm, passionate kiss on Maura's lips. If there were any remaining doubts in Jane's mind about Maura's desire for this, they were erased as Maura's tongue asked her lower lip for permission to enter. Maura's arm tightened around Jane's waist as Jane's arms found their way around Maura. She quickly found herself guiding Maura's back to the bed. Her hand began sliding around from Maura's back toward the bottom of her shirt. She pulled away momentarily, looking down at Maura to see her reaction. She was greeted by dark eyes filled with desire. "Jane, you're shaking."
Jane looked at her hand. "I…I'm sorry…I'm just…"
Maura finished her thought, "I'm excited too." With that their lips were locked again and Jane's hand began tracing the bottom of Maura's shirt. Maura let out a loud, guttural, primal moan that Jane was fairly certain all of Boston could hear. At least everyone in that apartment could hear. In the heat of the moment, Jane had forgotten that everyone in the apartment also included her mother.
Within seconds there was a knock on the bedroom door followed by the knob turning. Jane's heart skipped a beat until she realized the knob was turning unsuccessfully. "Are you girls okay?" Jane's panic was replaced by a knowing smile as she realized the door was locked. She never locked the door and Maura never did either, but she must have.
Smiling down at the woman below her Jane teased, "Dr. Isles did you lock the door when you came back to bed?"
Maura smiled, "I did Detective Rizzoli."
"I do believe you were planning on seducing me."
Maura smiled and admitted, "I thought it might happen, yes."
Jane smiled as her gaze drifted back to the doctor's lips. She claimed them once again until she was interrupted by another knock on the door. "Jane, are you okay? If you don't answer me, I'm going to call your brother and then I'm going to…"
"Ma, we're fine. Everything's fine. We were just sleeping."
"Sleeping? Well come eat your breakfast then. It's getting cold."
"Okay, Ma. Just give me a minute."
Jane let her forehead fall and rest on Maura's stomach before she began to laugh softly. She raised her head and looked back into Maura's eyes. "Are you still sure you would ever want to be in this family?"
Maura smiled before answering very seriously, "yes, I am Jane, but I think you were right."
"About?"
"It would be a bit premature to have our wedding just yet." Maura finished with a smile.
"Yeah, that can wait. Considering I haven't even told my family I'm gay." A slightly nervous look returned to Jane's face.
"What is it Jane?"
"Maura, please don't think I'm in any way questioning what just happened, but I'm not quite ready to tell everyone yet. I just kind of want you to myself for now before worrying about what everyone else thinks. I mean…that is…I'm sorry I just presumed this wasn't a onetime thing."
Maura smiled, "I didn't intend on this being an isolated event. The secrecy sounds like fun to me. I'll be on the inside of an inside joke." She took on the tone she often did when she felt she was 'cool.'
Jane laughed at the woman's excitement, "Sort of, but I don't really consider this a joke."
Maura got her oh no I missed a social cue face and replied, "Oh no. This isn't a joke to me, Jane. I'm sorry to have implied that I do."
Jane just smiled at her, easing her tension. "Don't worry, you're fine…perfect actually."
Jane laughed and leaned in for one last kiss before they got dressed and headed out to eat the breakfast made by the morning's intruder.
