A/N: Thank you to everyone who followed and favourited this story! A massive thank you to Lisurs for the review :) I hope the ending is pleasantly surprising for you! As promised, chapter 2.
Jane took a deep breath, letting the scent of pancakes bring her out of her peaceful slumber. She hadn't slept that well in weeks. The reason for her comfortable sleep was apparent as soon as she became fully conscious. It was Maura's mattress beneath her, Maura's sheets around her, Maura's hair across her cheek, Maura's scent in her nose with the pancakes, Maura's skin under her hands, Maura's hand on her hip. Everything was Maura. Everything Jane ever wanted was Maura.
Jane allowed herself another deep breath, this time focusing on the woman in her arms and not the breakfast being made down stairs. That thought caused her to slowly extract herself from her best friend; if Maura was in the bed then the only person who could be cooking in the kitchen would be her nosy, boundary-pushing Mother and she didn't need her to wander upstairs and find Jane staring at her FEMALE friend like the creeper she was quickly becoming.
With one last look at the sleeping doctor Jane closed the door and headed towards the kitchen and her Mother.
"Morning Ma," She yawned as she sat down in a chair at the island.
"Janie? I didn't know you were here. You're car isn't out front," Angela answered in way of greeting.
"Good to see you too Ma," Jane smirked.
Angela just shook her head and grabbed a third plate out.
Jane raised a brow wondering how often her best friend was forced to have meals alone with her mother but she knew better than to ask. "We had some drinks at the Robber last night so I just got a lift home with Maur. It was safer." Safer physically but not emotionally, Jane thought as her mind flashed back to the woman upstairs.
Angela quirked a brow and paused, noting Jane referring to Maura's house as home. With a quick scan over Jane's tired features she decided now would be a good time to push the subject, considering Jane's lowered defences.
"So where is my other daughter?" Angela asked.
"Still asleep," Jane smiled without thinking.
"Did you check in her room before coming down here?" Angela asked again, stopping all action and waiting to see how Jane responded.
Jane's eyes widened when she realises the trap she had just walked into. She might not have Maura's inability to lie but she was well aware of her mother's freakish ability to read her. "Umm... yes?"
"Is that a question?"
"Well no. You see I... I slept in her room. It was late and her guest room doesn't have fresh sheets so..."
"Yes it does," Maura said as she entered the room, sounding offended at the thought.
Jane dropped her head into her arms on the counter, making sure to peek out so she could still see Maura.
"Morning Angela," Maura smiled pleasantly as she grabbed herself and Jane a coffee from her fancy French machine.
"Morning sweetie, sleep well?" Angela asked as she quickly gave Maura a side hug.
"Quite well actually. I often find that I am able to reach a deeper REM state whenever I share a bed with Jane. She's very protective," Maura sent a soft smile to Jane as she slid the coffee in front of her friend, making sure the last part was only for Jane's ears.
"Thanks Maur," Jane returned the smile as she leaned across and placed a kiss on Maura's cheek.
Angela raised her brows at the contacts but didn't say anything.
"So sharing a bed is common?" Angela asks innocently.
Maura opened her mouth to answer but Jane quickly cut her off before she admitted to the thrice-weekly sleepovers. "We're best friends. What's for breakfast?" Jane changed the conversation.
Angela let the topic drop, intent to try again in a few days; she'd get her daughter out of the closest if it killed her. She wanted grandbabies and soon.
Jane leaned back in her chair, completely bored. If there wasn't a homicide call soon she might need to commit one herself, anything to get herself off her more-than-friendly feelings for her best friend. Her target was probably going to be Crowe if he didn't stop staring at her. Finally she'd had it.
"The fuck do you want Crowe?"
"Nothing Rizzoli, calm your tits," He sniggered.
"What did you just say?" Jane growled standing to her feet.
Frost and Korsak dropped the files they had been reading and moved so that they'd be reading to step in should they be needed.
"I'd have thought after finally getting laid that'd you'd chill out."
"What are you talking about?" Jane growled again.
"What? You telling me the Doc didn't put out? C'mon she looked like a done deal to the rest of us."
Jane felt her heart stop, finally understanding what Crowe was hinting at. "Doctor Isles is my best friend and your colleague, I'd suggest you treat her as such," Jane threatened dangerously.
"Defending your girlfriend, how sweet. Bet you know how to warm up the Queen of the Dead."
That was all it took. Jane snapped. She pulled her first back and took two giant steps forward. Luckily for Crowe Korsak and Frost grabbed her fist before she was able to let it fly. She shrugged them off and moved to attack again, still feeling pure anger flowing through her veins only to be stopped again.
"Crowe! Rizzoli!" Cavanaugh's voice pierced the silence in the bullpen.
Jane dropped her fist and stepped back, not easing up on the icy glare she was sending at Crowe.
"My office detectives, now."
Jane pushed Crowe, hard, and moved towards Cavanaugh's open door.
"What was that about," Cavanaugh demanded as soon as Crowe and Rizzoli had sat down.
"She just lost it. Must be that time of the month."
"That's enough Crowe. Rizzoli?"
"He was being a dick about Doctor Isles."
Cavanaugh sighed and rubbed his temples. He wasn't oblivious to the growing relationship between his best detective and the Medical Examiner. He had been worried for a while of the fallout Rizzoli would face when she finally outed herself... unfortunately it looked like the fallout was starting before the relationship even began.
"Take a walk Rizzoli, we'll talk later."
Jane grunted and stormed out of the door. She should have walked outside, gone for a coffee, anything to get rid of the anger but she didn't. She had already embarrassed herself enough for one day and she didn't want to give Crowe or any like-minded detectives the benefit of needing to leave to blow off steam so she returned to her desk, letting herself stew.
Unfortunately Maura proved to have horrible timing as she chose that moment to personally deliver the lab results from a past case that was needed for trial.
Frost and Korsak shared a look, knowing whatever was about to happen wouldn't be good but knowing no way to stop it. Maybe they'd be lucky and Maura would actually be able to calm Jane, she normally could.
"Hello Sergeant, detectives," She greeted happily.
Frost and Korsak just nodded in reply, turning to the closest thing and pretending to be completely immersed in work.
Maura didn't notice because she was tuned to Jane's moods and knew that Jane was angry, deeply, dangerously angry. Maura stepped quietly and slowly towards Jane's desk, dropping herself into the seat beside it, commonly known in the office as 'her' seat. "Jane?" Maura said softly, keeping her voice so low that no one else could hear her, except for maybe Frost if he listened hard enough.
"I don't want to talk about it right now," Jane forced from her mouth.
Maura bit her lip. Social situations were her undoing. Should she walk away? Would Jane think she was abandoning her? Should she stay and try to make Jane talk? Jane certainly couldn't just sit there in that mood, she'd be snapping all day and that would certainly impact her job.
Maura reached out a soft hand, hoping that the contact would be enough to ask Jane to tell her what to do. It was a mistake.
Jane leapt up and away as soon as Maura's hand touched her. She felt the eyes of every person in the bullpen look at her, she felt Maura's shocked and confused gaze and the judgemental stares of Crowe's friends.
She wasn't in control of the next thing she said. "Doctor Isles can't you see that I am busy? I don't know how the chief Medical Examiner is able to sit around gossiping all day but us detectives do actual work here."
Maura's body snapped back as if Jane's had physically hit her. It felt as if she had. "Sorry detective, I was just-"
"God!" Jane groaned, rolling her eyes and cutting of Maura. "If I need you I will find you in the icy morgue, OK Queen of the Dead?"
Tears filled Maura's eyes immediately and Jane froze, realising what she had just done and said.
"Maur-"
"I understand detective. Here are the files for the McLaughlin case. I'll just be..." Maura's voice choked, cutting off whatever she'd been planning to say and she quickly turned and left.
"Maura!" Jane tried again.
She moved to go after her friend but stopped as she saw Crowe standing at the open doorway to Cavanaugh's office.
Dyke, he mouthed.
Jane grabbed her blazer and left, not going to Maura, not going to her Ma, not going home. Jane just needed to go.
End chapter 2 :)