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Judicious Jane
Chapter Three: Unexpected Delivery
An hour passed before Jane felt she had enough information to keep her wife and Miss Tosh safe for the night. So with a weary sigh, she quietly arranged with Frost to have a squad car patrol by their house every two hours for the next two days. She called her boss, the lieutenant, and arranged to take the next two days off. An argument ensued. Jane, already irritated over the situation, shouted that she'd use her fucking vacation days, then hung up on the still talking lieutenant.
A deep growl escaped her mouth as she tossed her phone across the parking lot in anger. The phone clattered against the asphalt with a thwap and shattered into a million pieces. Jane barely batted an eye at the destroyed electronic, having tossed three phones prior to the broken one already since New Year's.
Maura watched as her wife unleashed her unkempt temper and shook her head, laughing as they walked towards the BMW. "Jane, if you keep tossing your phones around like that, I'm going to have to purchase a years supply instead of the ten I bought for you last month as extras."
Green eyes flicked over to glance at Georgie's reaction to her wife in all her angry glory. A huge smile met her glance.
The two women ducked their heads, letting the laughter over the situation escape. It was absurd to be laughing while someone she loved was almost kidnapped, but Maura couldn't contain herself. The laughter eased the tension. Maura and Georgie walked towards the car, to engrossed in their laughing to notice Jane had stopped walking.
A few feet from the car, Maura turned back to get the keys from her wife.
Jane wasn't there.
"Jane?" Maura yelled, her eyes squinting and scanning the barely lit parking lot for her wife. Her green eyes found Jane still standing back where they started laughing, and watching them with an open mouth and an expression of disbelief on her beautiful face.
"I'm right here babe… But what the hell Maur? You're laughing at me?" Jane stared at her Maura with narrowed and scowling eyes. She couldn't believe her wife was laughing her ass off. She just didn't grasp the situation.
They all could have been killed.
"We aren't laughing at you Detective. It's just our way of relaxing after the…" Georgie pointed back at the store and said, "situation." She looked at Jane then over to Maura, watching as the two lovers initiated a staring contest. "Perhaps I'll wait in the car," she muttered, "might be safer."
Maura failed to hear Georgie's comment and walked briskly until she stood right in front of her wife. "Jane, please relax?" A warm hand enveloped hers as she looked deep into flashing amber eyes. "Please… for me?"
Jane sighed. "Fine," she waved her free hand towards the sky, "just, can we go. I want a beer. A cold beer."
"I'm sure we have one or two in the refrigerator waiting for you to chug down," Maura said, then lifted a corner of her mouth as she watched the cheek muscles in her wife's face release the tension, her clenched jaw easing down to the resting position with a gently clack of perfect teeth.
"Great. I can feel the cold bubbles in my mouth already." Jane fished into her pocket for the key fob and let Maura lead her back towards Georgie Tosh. "Hey Maur, what about Miss Tosh? You're not going to ask her twenty hundred questions are you? I know how you get when you want to know everything at once. And your eyes are showing me just that right now," Jane looked down and into uplifted deep green.
"I won't bother her…. I promise," Maura murmured as she casually crossed her fingers behind her back. She still couldn't tell Jane a lie to her face, even after three years of marriage. But she conditioned herself to cross her fingers and not immediately seize up like a tree. Thus, giving her knowing wife cause to suspect her small extension of the truth via body posture.
"Hmmhmm. See that you don't." Jane smirked, looking down into not so innocent green. "I have to take her in for questioning tomorrow. Frost said he'd handle it. I would like you with me if you're not busy."
"I'm never too busy for you darling," Maura gazed lustily up at her wife.
"Be still my heart. You're always so schmoozy Maur." Jane glanced over at Georgie, standing and staring at them. It was too dark to see if her eyes held mirth or curiosity. Considering all that had happened during the book-signing event, Jane needed to know. "Does she have a problem with us? You know being…married. Did you get the hater vibe from her, I guess is what I'm asking?"
"I think she's very sincere. I don't get vibes from people, but her body language indicates she is comfortable with our physical affections," Maura immediately responded, grabbing Jane's hand and enveloping their fingers together.
"Okay good. I don't think I can deal with her being a homo-hater on top of being your idol. Just not today." Jane shook her head and tugged her wife towards Georgie, intent on getting them to the safe confines of her car.
"Frost is going to stop by the house later tonight and give us a report. Is that okay with you?"
"It might interfere with my hopes of getting you naked and wet in the shower but I suppose it's necessary…considering we almost got kidnapped," Maura whispered.
"You do realize that Miss Tosh will be in the guestroom. As in close by… As in able to listen to us getting physical together," Jane murmured into a warm ear, then kissed a nearby cheek, inhaling the scent of Maura's subtle perfume.
"I didn't tell you because I didn't want to embarrass you, but when you moved in with me I had the carpenters install extra insulation between the walls of our room and the guest suite."
"You did what?"
Maura looked down at the pavement moving under her feet as they walked as she said, "I didn't want to embarrass you by saying you scream too loud when I make love to you."
"Um thank you, I guess. But you know I wouldn't have been embarrassed. I'd have been proud. And you should be too. Up until you babe, nobody had ever made me scream. A grunt was par for the course."
"What? Did you have sex on a golf course?"
"Shhhh. And don't say sex. It sounds weird when you do." Jane rolled her eyes as they reached Miss Tosh. "We'll talk later. Just never mind Maura."
Brown eyes focused on the shadowy face of Maura's idol standing before them. "Miss Tosh, my partner is going to need to ask you some questions, but it should be brief. Would you be opposed to him stopping by tonight? Or would you rather wait until morning?" Jane hugged Maura as she waited.
"Tonight would be fine. I'd like to change clothes." She glanced down at her wrinkled slacks and said, "these pants now have a bad association with them. I need to get out of them."
"Completely understandable. I feel the same way everyday." She smirked then said, "I'll call my partner and have him grab your bags if you would agree to that."
"Sure, so long as I get them as quickly as possible. God I need a glass of wine," she murmured as she started walking beside Jane and Maura. The three women walked quickly towards the BMW, intent on getting to cold beverages as quickly as possible.
Jane unlocked the BMW, allowing Maura and Georgie to pile into the close confinement of the car before slipping behind the wheel. Georgie sat in the back seat, looking around the inside of the car in wonder.
Jane smiled as she caught blue eyes in the rearview. "Nice isn't it?"
"Oh yes, I love leather seats. My car has cloth but only because leather wasn't available in the color I wanted."
"What kind do you drive?"
"I have a Jeep and a Mustang convertible. The mustang has leather but not the Jeep."
"Do you prefer to drive or fly Miss Tosh?" Jane started the car and pulled out of the parking lot, pointing the Beemer towards home.
Jane hated flying but never told her wife exactly how much. It was a secret she would take to her grave because Maura adored flying and suggested it whenever a trip was needed. She sighed, downshifting for the many stoplights littering the streets of downtown Boston. She preferred the open road, where nothing made her stop and wait, stop and wait, just continuous wheels on pavement riding.
"I prefer flying, but I also like driving when I have the time. It helps to center my thoughts."
"Ahh, an expensive form of meditation to be sure. Maura's big on meditating. Never understood it myself. But she also prefers to fly," Jane casually said while changing lanes and making the turn off towards their house.
The streetlights illuminated the pavement enough for Jane to see where she was driving but not enough to see the details of the expensive houses that lined their street. It was a safety precaution, and one Jane wasn't really comfortable with.
She knew how much crooks liked to hide in the shadows and wait for the right opportunity. Just because she couldn't see the person didn't necessarily mean he wasn't there waiting for her to step in unawares. She petitioned for better lighting, brighter street lights, but was denied. It didn't matter to the worthless city bureaucrats that she wore a Detective's shield and put her life on the line for the fat fucks everyday.
Lost in her thoughts, she barely registered the rest of the drive. Maura leaned over and touched Jane's shoulder lightly, snapping her attention away from her morose thoughts. The garage was dark as she exited the car.
The hairs on her arms prickled lightly.
Something didn't feel right to her, the cop part of her taking over much as it had earlier in the bookstore. She trusted her instincts, but more importantly, so did her wife.
She reached for her belt only to discover her weapon not in its usual place of rest. It was inside the house. Maura persuaded her to leave it at home for one night, making a sexy comment about her brute strength being enough.
Stupid Jane, she thought as she watched Maura help Georgie out of the car. The two women talking softly about the clean emptiness of the garage.
A crash sounded from inside the house. Fearful green eyes locked onto brown. Whoever was inside the house, probably heard the car pull into the garage. There would be no sneaky escape. Without a gun or cell phone, Jane wasn't able to go marching in and apprehend the crooks.
"What's going on?" Georgie whispered into Maura's ear, her eyes darting from the door into the house to Jane, and then to Maura.
"We got company," Jane murmured, walking softly towards the door to the house.
"Jane… don't be a hero. You're not wearing a vest or carrying your firearm."
Jane shook her head, remaining silent, and kept on moving. Maura, watching the fire creep into her wife's eyes, and knowing it meant trouble, she dug out her cell phone and called Frost. In low tones, she described the situation and said firmly but franticly, "hurry."
Frost agreed, knowing his partner and her rush in and save the day attitude as well if not better than her wife.
Georgie grabbed her elbow and stayed back, figuring one kidnapping attempt today was plenty for her.
A/N: Just a quick update. I know, I know another cliffy. Don't get mad… give a review. ;+)
