A/N: So this was supposed to be two chapters but has evolved into four. Just a heads up, chapter four will up the rating to this fic to M. I hope you enjoy the fluff. Enjoy!

"Well, this is my home away from home." Pushing open the door, I allowed Maura entrance into the small one bedroom condominium.

Walking inside, the shorter woman looked around quietly. "This is, nice."

Laughing, I hung our coats. "Yeah, nice. My condo in Boston was a castle in comparison to this. But," wrapping my arms around Maura from behind, I let my chin rest on her shoulder. "It won't be my home for much longer. Until I can find a place in Boston, I can just stay at-,"

Quickly, my new girlfriend turned in my arms. "My place."

"What?"

"You can stay at my place. I have plenty room and," her voice trailed off.

"And what?" My voice was low. Searching green eyes, I waited for an answer.

"And," Maura paused looking downward.

"No. No. No. Don't do that." Smiling, I tilted the blonde's chin upward. "Don't be afraid to be honest with me."

"I don't want you to be anywhere but by my side. When you left it nearly destroyed me. That's why I went to Paris. I knew you leaving would affect me but I didn't realize how much." Tears glistened in her eyes.

"Maura," I wasn't sure what to say. Pulling the woman into a strong embrace, I just held the trembling woman. "I'm not going anywhere without you." I couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"What could you possibly be laughing at?" Leaning back, Maura's brow creased. "Jane?"

"You hate being touched let alone hugged. And in the past few days we've done much more than..." As the realization dawned on my friend, she began to laugh. "There's that beautiful smile I love."

"How can you do that?"

"Do what?" Before moving to the couch, I opened two beers.

"Make me laugh no matter what happens." Taking the beer, Maura took a swig. "Thank you."

"Welcome. I'm not sure. You do the same to me though. I'll give you the quick tour. Kitchen is there, bedroom and bathroom through there, and this is the living room."

"Yes, I'm glad you'll be coming home with me. We can move your clothes and other things to the guest room so you can have your own space."

"But I can stay in your room, right? I enjoy having a snuggle buddy." I could hardly keep a straight face. "C'mon Maura, you know you enjoy it."

All she did was shake her head. "Yes, of course you will stay in my room. I can clear out some of my closet and we can move a dresser in there as well."

"It sounds to me like you've got me all moved in." Wrapping an arm around the blonde's shoulders, I pulled her close. "Thank you."

"I'm the planner between us, am I not?"

Laughing, I kissed Maura's temple. "That you are."

Xxx

Groaning, I reached for my alarm as it sounded. "I don't wanna go to work." Covering my head with a pillow, I listened to Maura's soft laugh. "Stop laughing at me. You get to sleep in."

"I do, but I was hoping you would give me the okay to start packing some of your things."

Sitting up, I stretched. "Sure. I don't have much though. I mean, I wear the same kind of stuff for this job as B.P.D. so you can pack everything else." Leaning against the headboard, I smiled down at the blonde. "This is really happening, right?"

"Shouldn't I be the one asking that question? I'm the one who was terrified of telling you the truth."

"I guess, but either way…,"

"Yes is the answer." Taking my hand, Maura laced our fingers together. "I love you, Jane. Now, get in the shower and go to work. I'll bring you lunch around noon."

"Sounds great but there's not much to cook with here."

"Of course there isn't."

Xxx

Lunchtime came and I finally got on the F.B.I. campus. Thankfully, Jane told the security guard to be expecting me. She told me where her class was and I waited outside. There were just a few students left in the classroom. "Miss. Rizzoli?"

"Chad, I told you, Miss. Rizzoli is my mother." She chuckled softly at what I expected was the boy's expression. "What is it?"

"Sorry ma'," the boy's voice trailed off. "Uh…can I ask you something?"

"Sure, take a seat. What's on your mind?" Jane sounds so caring.

"Are you leaving at the end of this semester? There's a roomer going around."

"Yes I'm leaving. I filled out the paperwork this morning."

"Why? You're so cool. And you're the only relatable teacher here."

"Because I'm moving back home. But I'll still come once a year to do a seminar."

"Did you make up with your girlfriend or something?" I could only imagine Jane's face.

"I…we were never together but we are now." She paused, "Wait, what makes you think I'm gay?"

"Because you and Agent Davies never seemed like a real couple. He liked you but it wasn't reciprocated. Either way, I'm glad you're happy. You've looked miserable the past few weeks. But I figured something had happened because Johnny said you were in a great mood this morning."

"Yeah, I'm really happy. If I'm not mistaken, she's standing outside as we speak."

"And how exactly did you know I was here?" Walking inside, I smiled at the former detective.

"Your heels." Jane's smile grew when she saw the food containers in my hands. "Maura his is Chad. Chad, this is my girlfriend, Maura." Hugging me quickly, she continued. "It's good to see you."

"It's good to see you as well. I had to go to the store before I could cook anything. Your fridge was bare. How do you live like this?"

"She eats the crap they serve here once or twice a day." Chad smirked.

"Well, that's ending now. I stocked your fridge for the next few weeks. It's a pleasure to meet you Chad."

"You as well. Have a good lunch. I gotta run." With that, the teen was out the door.

"He seems nice."

"He is. What did you bring us? And please don't say something that I can't pronounce."

I couldn't help but laugh. "No, Jane. You can pronounce it I'm certain. I just made fettucine alfredo ." The taller woman barley let me set the container on the desk before she started eating. "Nothing has changed, I see."

"This is excellent!" Shaking my head, I unfolded a napkin and placed it on my lap. "Stop judging me. I've not had this in over three months."

"Slow down. I don't want you to choke."

Mischief twinkled in Jane's dark eyes as she swallowed. "If I choke, you'd have to give me mouth to mouth…"

"Jane!"

Laughter erupted from the taller woman. "I'm sorry. I couldn't help it."

"Sure you couldn't." I paused, "But if you want mouth to mouth, all you had to do was ask." My voice dipped into a sultry tone that caused a deep blush to form on the former detective's cheeks. "Two can play at that game, Miss. Rizzoli."

Groaning, Jane rolled her eyes. "Don't start. Please, don't start."

Xxx

It was nice knowing I wouldn't be going home to an empty condo. Walking up to the door, I heard classical music playing. She always loved Beethoven. Opening the door, I was shocked to see boxes lined up against the wall. "Wow."

"Good, you're home just in time. Dinner should be on the table in about five minutes."

"Uh…" Closing the door, I just stood in slight disbelief. She's packed almost everything up in a day, went to the grocery store, and cooked two meals. I knew she was incredible but not Wonder Woman. "You did all of this while I was at school? It's only seven."

"Packing doesn't take nearly as long as an autopsy so it didn't take long. Of course, all the essentials we will need are still out and can be packed later. How was work?"

"Good." Making my way to the kitchen, I circled Maura from behind and kissed her shoulder. "I missed you."

"It's only been six hours." There was a smile in her voice. "But I missed you too." Turning her head, the shorter woman kissed my cheek. "Go change and I'll serve the food."

Entering the bedroom, I rummaged through my drawer. "I may not want you to go back to work once we move back to Boston."

Chuckling, Maura called from the kitchen. "Like you, I'd get bored doing the same thing every day. What will you do once you come back?"

Pulling a t-shirt over my head, I took a seat at the small table. "I'm not sure. Maybe consult at the station? I can't rejoin the force because Ma would have a heart attack."

"Yes, Angela wouldn't approve. Maybe you could help me with my book. The publisher said the characters needed to be rounder and you know people better than I do."

"Living people anyway. But, I think that'd be fun. As long as you do the writing."

"Of course." She paused, "Written by Maura Isles and edited by Jane Rizzoli. Has a nice ring to it."

"You know one thing I really miss from working at B.P.D.?" Maura's brow rose. "How every day, we would be together and our phones ring at the same time. I'd say: Rizzoli and you'd say: Isles. It's cheesy I know."

A smile tugged at the blonde's lips as she took a seat. "I miss that too. Tell me about your day."

"Nothing much to say really. Although, please help me grade papers. Twenty ten page papers will take me forever to grade. I have a rubric and everything so it won't be too difficult."

"We'll start after dinner."

XXX

With each day, Jane and I became closer. It was our last night in D.C. and I couldn't be happier. We hadn't had intercourse yet but Jane had made me fly into a euphoric chaos. I knew, intellectually, that a good massage could cause arousal but I had never felt it. Turns out, Jane was just as aroused at my soft moans and touching me as I was. It didn't take her long to join me in the euphoric haze she put me in.

"What are you smiling at?" Watching me from the bathroom door, Jane dried her hair with a towel.

"Just remembering last night." Her pupils just dilated and her eyes are darkening.

A light blush crept up the older woman's neck. "R-right." Moving towards her dresser quickly, Jane gathered her nightclothes. Seeing my best friend in a short towel caused heat to spread through me. I knew what was under the thin fabric and I wanted that under my lips.

"You're doing it again." Peering back at me, Jane smirked playfully.

"You'll excuse me for being attracted to my girlfriend." Joy filled my chest at the term I had longed to be called for years. I love the sound of it. More so when Jane introduces me as her girlfriend. She's proud to call me hers. And I'm the same way.

"And to think we pretended to be a couple to dodge a few men." Pausing, Jane sat on the edge of the bed. "Maybe somewhere in the back of our minds we knew we'd end up together and that was just…." Her brow knitted. "That thought go away from me."

"Yes, I see that." Cupping her cheek, I guided the taller woman into a gentle but passionate kiss.

"You have me tongue tied, Dr. Isles." With a wink, Jane disappeared into the small bathroom to finish her nightly routine.

Xxx

Pulling up to my house, I noticed something was different. "You have the same feeling don't you?" Jane kept her voice down. "Ma has something planned."

"I suppose your intuition has rubbed off on me over the past few years."

"Mhm." Walking towards the door cautiously, I unlocked the door. When I flipped on the lights, everyone welcomed us home.

"Hello everyone. What are you doing here?" Jane followed and dropped our bags in the foyer.

"We wanted to welcome the two of you home. All of Jane's boxes are in the guest room, per request." Angela hugged us both as the rest of the family greeted us.

"Thanks Ma. We really appreciate that."

"You're welcome Janie. Tommy and Frankie did all the heavy lifting."

"You mean this runt lifted a heavy box?" Wrapping an arm around her brother's neck, Jane gave him a noogy.

"Hey, hey, I've been working out. Starting to get some guns."

Rolling her eyes, Jane laughed. "Yeah, okay. No matter what you do, I'll still have the best arms in the family." Flexing a bicep, the taller woman continued. "What do you think, Maura?"

"Oh come on! That's not fair! She biased!" The room erupted in laughter at Tommy's dismay.

It's so good to be back home and Jane here with me and her family. "Yes, I must agree. Jane does have the best arms out of you." Tommy and Frankie both disagreed.