The girls landed in Seattle around 5pm and headed straight to the hotel.

"We are meeting them at 7 at the Italian place down the street from where we are staying," the doctor said in the cab on the way to their hotel.

"Sounds great, doc." Maura smiled at Jane's use of the nickname.

They arrived at the fanciest hotel Jane had ever seen; she hopped out of the cab allowing the smaller woman to take her hand while also getting out of the cab. "Damn, Maura, how much did this cost?!"

Maura smiled at Jane's gesture getting out of the cab. "It doesn't matter, Jane. This is a weekend for us to get away and have a good time, and I intend on that happening."

Suddenly Jane was nervous, realizing she never really got any details about the room they were staying in. Maura took care of booking everything. The detective couldn't hardly catch her breath.

"Jane…Jane. Are you okay? You look like you are about to faint."

"I'm good." She squeaked out.

They walked into the beautiful foyer, the taller woman's eyes roaming all over the room, her hand placed at the small of the doctor's back. She observed how much Maura looked in her element in a place like that and wondered what it was this woman even saw in their friendship. She could be friends with anyone- the rich, doctors, or just more intelligent people in general. She was brought out of her thoughts by a small hand on her arm that sent shivers down her spine.

"Our room is on the 8th floor."

"Lead the way," Jane motioned for Maura to walk ahead.

They rode up to their floor and found their room. Maura inserted the key and opened it up revealing a spacious area, decorated gorgeously.

"Wow," Jane breathed.

Maura watched her friend as she walked to the big picture window that allowed them a view of the city. Her eyes followed the taller woman around the room as she found the couch and huge TV, flowers sitting on the coffee table. Purposefully she has asked for a big TV so Jane could watch her sports. The thought dawning on her that she does a lot of things like that for her friend. She then watched her enter the bedroom, where one king size bed and huge bathroom with a Jacuzzi tub were all located. "She is gorgeous," Maura whispered, allowing herself to take in the view of Jane.

"Maur….Maura." The smaller woman was taken out of her thoughts by the sound of her own name. "There is only one bed. Isn't there supposed to be two?" Jane asked, kind of flustered.

"Jane, we share a bed all the time. I thought we could just share one here to and enjoy this amazing room." She paused, debating on whether to say her next thought. "Besides I always sleep better when you are there too."

The detective's lips curled into a smile as she approached the doctor. Maura looked up unsure of what was going on in the other woman's head. Jane hugged the smaller woman, taking in her scent. "Ok, Maur, sounds good," she whispered into her ear, sending shivers down Maura's body. She released her, not knowing where the sudden courage came from that allowed her to embrace her friend like that.

Maura stood there stunned for a moment. "Well I suppose we should get ready for dinner then," she finally managed to get out.

"Alright but I am not dressing up," Jane retorted.

"Yes you are. I packed you a dress," Isles said.

"No…" she groaned.

"Jane, easy way or the hard way." And there was that look that could not be said no to.

Jane stomped over to her suitcase to get her nice outfit, "Ok, the easy way."

Maura smirked proudly at her ability to get this strong-willed detective to wear a dress. Then the thought of being next to her all night while she looked good suddenly hit the doctor. "Well this should be interesting," she thought. She rapidly tried to change her mindset.

"I can't wait for you to meet Arizona, Jane." She said while they began to go through their bags.

"Me either, Maur. I am sure she is great."

"I've never met her wife though, heard a lot about her. She is one of the best orthopedic surgeons in the country."

"Wow," Jane replied. "What is it that Arizona does again?"

"She is the head of pediatric surgery."

"Two surgeons, that is impressive."

"Yes it is," Maura said smiling. "Being a detective is also quite impressive," she said looking directly at Jane, giving a small smile.

"No it's not that impressive. I am definitely no doctor," the detective said almost sadly. "You, my friend, are the impressive one."

"I do not ever want to hear you talk about yourself like that again, Jane." Maura said kind of angrily. "You are the best at what you do. I wouldn't want to work with anyone else."

The taller woman looked over at her friend and gave a warm smile. "Thanks, Doc."

"Now let's finish getting ready. I don't want to keep them waiting."