A/N - Thanks to all of the readers for reading, alerting, ect. Another chapter for all of you to enjoy.

The rows of light working their way past the closed blinds of Jane's bedroom woke the relaxed brunette up from a pleasant slumber. As she moved slightly from the cocoon of tussled sheets, the naked woman latched possessively to her body whimpered before grasping her tighter, removing Jane's ability to move. Maura…you're such a fierce cuddler. Looking over at the clock and seeing that they still had a couple of minutes before they had to get ready for work, Jane gazed longingly at Maura's perfectly beautiful body.

After their initial bout on the couch, they had bumped and stumbled along to her bedroom to continue onward throughout the night. Maura had been simply insatiable, burning in an all-consumable inferno of passion. These sex-crazed moods were hardly unfamiliar to the detective, but they rarely just happened out of the blue. Occasionally, when they'd been apart for several weeks, Maura would get this way but Jane had no idea what had caused it this time. With their announcement party coming up and the chaos that came with moving in, they had been spending seemingly every waking moment together. It hardly made sense for Maura to be feeling such a strong need to reconnect with her.

Never had Jane seen such need for confirmation of their love from Maura. Constantly saying what was obvious never appealed to Jane in relationships and being with Maura hardly changed that philosophy. But…something about seeing the blonde literally shut down into tears with each repetition of three small words made Jane consider rethinking that belief. Hearing Maura say "I love you," made all of the niggling insecurities in her heart subside into unimportance. She loved Maura just as much as Maura loved her. Nothing could ever get in the way of that.

Suddenly, a small voice grabbed Jane's attention away from her thoughts.

"Jeddy," Maura mumbled in her sleep against Jane's toned stomach. "You can have the Moon-Pies but only if you share them with Elias…he doesn't have…any…"

Eyes narrowed in annoyance, Jane's fingers stopped linking the freckles on Maura's arm as her blissful happiness crumbled away. She was stunned by the odd assortment of confusion, hurt, and jealousy building in her heart. To think Maura was thinking of someone else while in bed with her…never had she felt so much pain. With just one name, all of her insecurities came back like a deadly form of cancer, rapidly killing everything it touched. Jane knew it was only a matter of time until Maura would wake up and leave her for someone else. Someone like him, someone like Elias.

Jane had never met the young man who had helped Maura get her to the hospital after she had reopened her stitches last summer. There was simply no need to. She didn't remember much from that night but the image of seeing her best friend getting cozy with another man was enough to push Jane to admit her love for Maura. If it wasn't for Elias…Jane might not have told Maura how she felt, but being thankful didn't mean she was blind. Elias was a threat to her relationship.

And with that realization, one penultimate question presented itself. Why would Maura even be thinking about Elias in her sleep?

In response to the negative thoughts running rampant in her mind, Jane's hands tightened against Maura, her teeth clenching and grinding subconsciously in frustration. She wanted nothing more but to find something, anything to rid herself of the fear that her lover was being stolen from her. Instead of acting on those desires, Jane sat in expectation as she felt Maura's body twitch against hers, signifying her impending wake.

Jane marveled unhurriedly at Maura's unfocused hazel eyes fluttering open. Her hands move subconsciously, pushing the waves of sun-kissed blonde hair from Maura's smiling face.

"Hey," Maura whispered sleepily, stretching out her entire body. "I missed you."

Oh god, Jane thought in misery. She tried to cover her pain with a weak attempt at a laugh. "How could you miss something that hasn't gone anywhere? You've got me wrapped up so tight, I couldn't have left even if I had tried."

"You know how much I love to keep you close when we sleep together. It makes me feel safe." Lifting her upper body away from Jane's trim frame, Maura frowned. "What's wrong? You've got that gumshoe look."

In embarrassment, Jane looked away at the bedside clock. As much as Jane wanted to talk to Maura about Elias, now wasn't the time. They had to be in work in an hour, Maura was just waking up, and god knows she had no intention to start a potential argument on her last morning in the apartment. She would just have to wait.

"What? No, nothing. God, look at the time… We're going to be late."

With a level of speed that was nothing short of fantastic, Maura straddled the taller woman's midriff. There was no use struggling against her; Maura was much stronger than she looked. Jane's heart clenched with worry. Damn it.

"Jane, tell me," Maura whispered against Jane's lips, teasing her into submission. "What's going on?"

Jane groaned in frustration. "What makes you think something is going on?"

"Your pupils are dilated, your muscles are tense, and you have goosebumps. Tell me."

Talking could wait. Jane seized the other woman's lips in an effort to give her some much needed time to come up with a way to tell Maura tactfully about her feelings.

Jane released Maura's lips with a sight frown. "I know that I'm not the best woman in the world to try and maintain a friendship with. And I know damn sure that I'm not the best at relationships either but," her voice cracked as a sudden bout of dry throat made it difficult to talk, "I need to know that you aren't fooling around with me. You mean a lot to me and… If you're looking for something more of the XY chromosome category, I'd understand."

Maura's eyes flickered slightly. "The only thing I want right now, Jane, is you. I love you."

Jane pouted dramatically, trying to keep her focus away from Maura's firm naked breasts but failing. "If you say so…"

"I love you. I love you. I love you." Maura exclaimed playfully, tickling Jane with eager fingers. "How many times do I have to say it? Do you want me to buy you a ring and propose?"

Jane squirmed under her lover's fingers as they continued to find all of her ticklish spots. "Augh! Stop it, Maura. Fine…I get it, you love me…ahh, I'm going to pee on myself if you don't quit."

But as soon as the mood struck the two women it was lost as their cellphones rang on the bedside table. Sighing, they both grabbed their individual phones with a frown. Back to work.

"Rizzoli."

"Isles."