A/N: Hope their first destination isn't a let down. And I've added all your suggestions to my list, so keep 'em coming. I will try my damnedest to do all of them justice.


"I'm cold, Jane."

The detective chuckled, but wrapped her arms around Maura's stomach from behind, rooting the M.E.'s arms to her sides.

"We are in the mountains, sweetie."

The shuttle bus they were on hit a bump and they staggered, but Jane steadied them, her hands clinging tighter to Maura to keep the woman from falling into any of the other people also standing.

"I can't believe you're actually taking me skiing in Switzerland," Jane breathed, peeking out the window.

She was greeted with a wonderful view of snow-covered mountaintops and the rising sun.

"Anything for you," Maura whispered.

Jane grinned and stole a kiss from her, the action lost on everyone else in the over-packed, chaotic bus. Maura gave a glowing smile, turning to give the detective a deeper, slower kiss, her hand reaching for Jane's cheek.

"I love you," she murmured, their noses brushing as the bus swayed.

"I love you too, Maur."

The driver slowed the bus to a stop, and everyone piled out. Jane hopped out quickly, extending her hand to help Maura down; the M.E. had yet to master walking in her ski boots. Jane then grabbed their skis from the rack on the outside of the bus. She threw them down on the ground and stepped into hers in a rush, gliding to Maura's side and holding her steady as the honey-blonde stepped into her own skis. They made their way slowly to the lifts, taking in the picturesque view.

Maura clutched Jane's gloved hand tightly as their bend pulled them upward and away from the ground. She scooted closer to her wife, resting her chin on Jane's shoulder.

"Jane?" Maura asked timidly.

"Yeah, Maur?"

"I have a confession to make."

"Oh dear lord," Jane laughed. "Is this to point where you admit to the bodies in your back yard? Then kill me so I can't tell?"

Maura giggled, linking her arm through Jane's.

"Don't be silly. A fall at this height wouldn't be nearly enough to kill you."

Jane rolled her eyes.

"That's comforting. But you still have yet to deny the whole 'bodies' bit."

"I don't have bodies buried in my back yard."

"You sure?" Jane asked teasingly.

"Yes," Maura laughed, nudging Jane in her ribs. "Now will you let me finish?"

Jane smirked and nodded.

"I've never skied before."

Maura felt Jane's chest expand as she took in a deep breath. She let it out in a huff, turning her head to give the M.E. a look.

"What?"

"You couldn't have told me that while we were at the resort?"

"Well I didn't want to waste your day away."

Jane chuckled.

"It would've taken you ten minutes max to go down the bunny slope a couple times, Maur."

"But—"

"It's fine. Glacier slopes aren't bad. Besides. I've got a couple ideas."

Maura smiled.

"Thanks, Jane."

"What I don't do for my woman," Jane teased, a twinkle in her eye as she lifted the bar off their laps.

"Now keep your toes up. I can't have you breaking something."

Maura obeyed, and they let the lift push them onto the slope. The M.E. followed Jane as she searched for an easy slope.

"Here," she finally said, easing to a stop and blocking Maura from going down the hill. "Nice and easy."

She was right. The slope wasn't steep at all. Nor was it crowded. Still, Maura hesitated.

"It's just like skating," Jane tried. "Stop the same way, turn the same way…"

Maura peered at the course again. It in itself wasn't frightening, but the giant nothingness that surrounded it was more than enough to make the M.E. think twice.

"I don't think I can," she mumbled, shivering slightly.

Jane gave her a sympathetic smile, understanding in her eyes as she pulled her into a hug.

"You trust me, right?" she asked quietly, keeping her wife in her arms.

She felt Maura nod against her chest.

"Then turn toward the slope for me," she murmured, giving Maura a chaste kiss before letting her go.

Maura managed to face the slope, and waited, her arms pulled tightly against her chest. Jane came up behind her, wrapping her in a familiar embrace, her hands holding Maura firmly to her body. Each of her skis were parallel to Maura's, caging them in. She gently leaned forward, and it was enough to start them down the slope. Maura immediately understood as she watched their feet exactly what Jane was doing. Each time the detective moved her feet, Maura's skis were forced to mirror them, as if she was skiing down the hill by herself. She lifted her head, watching the scenery fly by them. Her heart pounded harder the faster they went, but she was never scared. She felt Jane's body against hers, her breath at her ear, and she was safe. The couple moved as one through each curve, each dip, until Jane slowed them to a stop at the bottom of the hill. She let her arms fall away from the M.E., gliding around to see Maura's face.

Maura was beaming, her cheeks flushed from the cold, her eyes sparkling.

"That was…that was incredible," she managed.

Jane chuckled.

"Yeah. It's why I love it. The rush…the exhilaration."

"It's almost as good as sex with you," Maura teased.

"I wouldn't go that far," Jane quipped, giving her wife a side smirk.

"Neither would I," Maura agreed.

"You up to doing it yourself?"

Maura nodded eagerly, her feet immediately feeling more secure as she rushed off for the closest lift. Jane couldn't do anything else besides roll her eyes and follow after the honey-blonde, loving just how wonderful 'as long as we both shall live' seemed to be turning out for her.


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