"Maura?" Jane whispers.

"Yes, Jane."

Jane burrows deeper into the soft sheets that smell of the doctor.

"I have a confession to make."

Maura settles deeper into pillows turning on her side, tucking her phone between her shoulder and ear. "What is it, Jane?" Maura murmurs wishing for the tenth time that Jane was right here across from her so she could run her fingers along a forearm, so she could feel the heat just coming from her body.

"I'm sleeping in your bed." Jane says on a smile.

"What?" Maura squeaks

"I may have come over tonight for dinner with my mother and had one beer too many and Ma talked me into sleeping over and now I am wrapped up in your amazingly soft yet crazy expensive sheets wishing you were here."

"Oh Jane." Maura says huskily. "I wish I was there too."

"Did you have a good day? My mother says hi. She's worried about you being up there all by yourself." Jane says quietly.

Maura sighs, "I am fine. Ingrid and Kate may not be Rizzoli's but they are filling in ably in your absence."

"I know, Maura. I said I trust you to know what you need and I do. I just didn't expect…" Jane trails off.

"Didn't expect what?" Maura says on a yawn.

"I didn't expect that you might be what I need to bounce all the way back." Jane pauses. "Maura, I am so tired. Can we say goodnight, now? Don't be mad."

Maura is speechless after Jane's confession. "Of course. We'll talk tomorrow?"

"Yeah. We have paperwork to finish and then hopefully it will be a very dull end of the week."

"Good. I will let you sleep. Miss you." Maura whispers desperately wishing Jane were there.

"Miss you too, Maura. Good night. Think of me on your run tomorrow. Pretend to make sarcastic whiny comments." Jane says chuckling.

"I will do my best. Good night." A smiling Maura hangs up.