"You didn't come for your coffee today," she smiles as she gestures Jane to her mug.

"Thank you, Doctor Isles," Jane rolls her eyes with a smile, "Didn't you get called in?"

"Did you see me at the crime scene?" She asks without looking up from the body on her autopsy table. A John Doe, a little John Doe, was lying on it. She tried not to allow for any transference to occur.

"There weren't any dead bodies that we could find, just blood traces," Jane takes a sip of coffee, "Maybe that's why you didn't have to come in," Jane walks nearer to her.

"If you're going to be near the body, you have to take the adequate precautions Jane," she utters a reminder.

"Are you saying that I'm dirty?" Jane teases as she obediently dons a surgical gown and a pair of gloves.

"I just don't want to have you risk contaminating evidence and…" She reaches for a pair of forceps – a strand of red.

"Do you see this?" She drops the new found evidence into a bag and hands it to Jane. She turns back to the body.

That was the only strand.

"I'll get Susie to run a test on it," she reaches for the bag.

"It's definitely hair," Jane concludes as she hands the bag over, and eagerly removes her protective attire, "And that's just my guess," Jane makes sure to add before she interjects, "A beer, that it's hair," Jane playfully challenges.

"I'm not gambling or betting anything with you Jane," she starts to leave the morgue, and Jane follows behind, "And it could be anything, ranging from hair to any synthetic material in a strand-like form. We'll only know if –"

"If we run tests on it," Jane hurries after her before she steps into the laboratory, "And while we wait for the results, should we grab lunch?" Jane asks with a smile.

"We can," she smiles to Jane, before entering the laboratory. She thanks her lab assistants before heading towards her office. Jane waits by the elevator.

She steps into the elevator, dressed in her 'Maura and not medical examiner' attire; her goggles, her gloves, and her scrub suit lie neatly folded next to the John Doe, the little John Doe.

She holds onto the hand that reaches for hers – Jane's.


A/N: Hi there, thank you, for the time~