A sigh of contempt escapes the doctor as she wakes still in Jane's arms. Neither one has moved an inch since Jane got into bed with her last night and she has never felt more secure in all her life. Thoughts of Jane begin to flood her brain, the idea of waking up like this every morning not sounding at all unpleasant 'the spooning position, common in the beginning of relationships. It can show lust and the need to be near someone'. She stops her train of thought immediately. Why is she linking her connection to Jane to that of two people in a relationship? 'Oh god, what am I getting myself into?'
She slowly peels the detectives arm away from her and gets up from the bed. Jane instantly feels the cold in place of where Maura used to be and opens her eyes just in time to see the doctor creeping towards her closet.
'Where are you going?' she asks, knowing full well the answer.
'I need to find something to wear, it's really cold out here' she replies with a smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes.
'Then come back to bed, I'll keep you warm, I promise' Maura looks at her with a hint of worry on her face. 'Come one Maura, its 7:30 on a Saturday don't make me get up yet, please?' Jane gives her that smile that she knows she won't be able to say no too.
'Oh ok, but just for another half hour, you know I'm an early riser Jane, and staying in bed for much longer than that will disarrange my natural body clock' she says while climbing back into the bed and Jane's arms.
'Ok Dr Isles, I won't keep you here much longer, I'm just not ready to let go of you yet, y'know?'
'Yes I understand, it is incredibly comforting knowing that you are in my bed with me, did you realise that last night was the first time we ever slept together in my bed?'
'Yeah, we need to do that more often' Jane answers with the hope of one day it won't be just sleeping and spooning, but she'll at least get to kiss the beautiful woman wrapped up in her arms. 'The beautiful half naked woman' Jane thinks to herself. A small smile tugging at her lips at this thought, it's quickly yanked away by the realisation that she's totally taking advantage of her best friend in order to get what she wants. Oh god, she's just as bad as half of the guys her and Maura talk about all the…
'Jane, stop thinking about everything and just relax. And don't tell me you're not over thinking anything and everything right now because I know that you are. Your body has tensed and you're breathing increased followed by a huge decrease. All signs of stress and distress. If you continue with this I may have to find a way to take your mind off of all the things you have whirling away up there' Maura turns in the embrace and is now facing Jane, her face inches from that of the detectives. She can feel her breath on her face as she stares into her eyes trying to figure out what's going on in her head.
Suddenly the realisation that her naked upper body is pressed up against Jane in her red sox jersey hits her, as well as the fact that her bare legs are entangled with the detectives. Her breath hitches and this doesn't go unnoticed by the detective.
'You ok Maur?' Jane asks gently against the M.E's lips, noticing the shiver run through her body. She smiles to herself thinking that maybe the doctor is having the same kind of thoughts that she is… maybe Maura wants this just as bad as she does. She's so engrossed in her own mind that she doesn't even notice that Maura's running her hands down her back until she lightly cups her backside. Now it's her breath that hitches as a shallow moan escapes her throat making Maura chuckle seductively to herself.
'I think I should be asking you that detective Rizzoli' Maura whispers in her ear and Jane shudders as her breath tickles her neck. Maura places a soft kiss to the back of Jane's ear as she runs her hands back up her body until she has reached her upper back. She begins to swirl the tips of her fingers all over the detective in soft, small circular motions that instantly relax Jane. 'better?' she asks softly while studying the detectives face for any signs of discomfort or awkwardness. She finds none.
'mm hmm' is the only reply Jane can muster up. She feels as though she's floating just from her touch.
'good, I hate seeing you all wound up like you were just then. Do you want to talk about it? You don't have to of course, but in my expert opinion as your own personal doctor' Jane eyes her up with a lopsided grin, 'I believe that by telling me what's bothering you right now I may be able to help you' Jane opens her mouth as she is about to drop the entire blame on Hoyt when… 'And don't you dare blame this on everything that happened with Hoyt, because I know the signs of your distress when he is the source of this discomfort, and this was totally different. This was something that I've felt coming from you for months, maybe even years now but have never been able to pick up on the signs. So come on, out with it'
Jane if left with the smaller woman in her arms as she's being held in hers with the expression of a trout out of water. She has no idea what to say, but clearly lying isn't the way to go with this. But neither is the truth. 'How am I supposed to tell her that I've been in love with her for years when she's half naked in bed next to me? Oh god what the hell am I going to do now? Language Jane' she smiles at the last piece of her though, she's even trying to clean up the language in her mind for Maura. 'Just do it Rizzoli. She's giving you the perfect opportunity here, just suck it up'
'Maura, I lo…' she gets interrupted by the doorbell. Typical, just as she is about to declare her undying love, someone gets in the way. They both ignore it, and Maura gives Jane an encouraging look as Jane musters up the courage once again to tell her how she feels. But just as she opens her mouth to speak, the doorbell sounds again, this time accompanied by frantic knocking. Before she has time to register what's happening, Maura is on her feet with a look of huge disappointment while searching for a robe of some sort.
'Who is at my door at 7:48 on a Saturday morning? I'll be right back, please just hold that thought, please. I'll be back in no more than 5 minutes, I promise!' she runs out of the room and down the stairs as fast as her feet will carry her. The faster she gets this person away the faster she can be back in bed with her Jane. 'My Jane? Yes, my Jane. And after today I'll be hers. God I hope she says what I think she wants to say'
She reaches the door and opens with such force she surprises herself, but not nearly as surprised as she is by the woman on the other side.
'Mother' she almost whispers.
