The next morning, Jane heard a knock on her office door just after she'd gotten in.

"Come in!" she called from her desk

At no reply, Jane called again a little louder, "Come in!"

Still no reply, Jane got up and walked across the office to open her door. Standing on the other side, Maura smiled up at Jane, holding a planter with a small plant in one arm and a box of six succulents in her other arm.

"Hey!" Jane's face lit up, "What are ya doing here?"

"I couldn't believe how un-decorated your office was, so I stopped by the greenhouse and picked up a few things."

"A couple of plants aren't decorations." Jane chuckled, letting the blonde in while taking the box from her arms.

"I know, but I also saw the banker's box of pictures by your bookshelf. I'm going to put those up as well."

Attempting to read her thirty-two emails, Jane kept getting distracted by watching Maura move furniture around the room. The blonde wore loose-fitting jeans and a sweater. The furniture to be moved included a small couch and coffee table, two end tables, a lamp and the planter Maura had brought. It was amusing and Maura was completely adorable, trying to decorate.

Maura found a final resting place for everything after the fourth arrangement. The small couch sat just inside the office door with the coffee table just in front of it. One end table sat at the corner between the couch and wall while the other sat between the two chairs in front of Jane's desk. The planter ended up behind Jane's desk, under the window.

While Jane was reading a particularly important email, she heard a gasp. Looking up, Jane saw Maura looking at a diploma she'd taken from the box.

"What?"

"You graduated from BCU? From here?"

Jane blushed, "Yeah."

"In psychology?" Maura turned towards the other woman with a surprised face

The brunette shrugged, "yeah, with a minor in criminal justice."

"How? I thought you said you worked full time after Haley was born."

Jane smiled wistfully, "I took online classes, and Linda let me study and do homework while on the clock. Are you surprised that I went to college?"

"No!" Maura pushed, "I'm not. I'm just surprised you had the time. You're twenty-three, have a five year-old, and a full time job."

Jane chuckled. "I had help."

"What do you want to do with your degree?"

Jane sighed; leaning back in her chair, "I originally wanted to go for criminal justice and eventually become a cop. But when I got pregnant, everything kinda changed. I did some soul searching and realized that I wanted to be a cop because I liked to understand people and that I wanted to help people. Psychology was the next best idea in my head. I thought maybe I could go into Forensic Psychology, and still work for the justice system in a way."

Maura's eyes shone with pride at her new friend.

"What?"

The blonde shrugged as she hung the diploma on a nail by the bookcase, "I know we're just getting to know each other, but you keep surprising me at every turn."

They shared a smile before Maura turned back to her work.

Next on the decorating agenda, was organizing Jane's bookshelves. Apparently, the books were not organized correctly, according to Maura. The blonde started to move the books around, talking quietly to Jane, telling her all the reasons for moving each and every book.

Resolving that she was getting nothing done with her new friend there, Jane closed out of her emails and watched the other woman, "What made you want to be a medical examiner?"

Maura put up the books in her arms and turned to face Jane with a soft smile, "When I was a child, my mother's one vice was watching crime shows, and reading crime novels. She loved to try and figure out how to crack the case, and loved it even more when it was something so simple, but overlooked." Maura sat in the chair across from Jane's desk, "You know, the tiniest piece of evidence. She'd make a game with me to try and figure out what it was before the show was over. It was one of the few things that my mother and I connected on. Because of it, science and math became my favorite subjects and the rest is history, as they say."

"That's so cool." Jane remarked, "does she still enjoy the crime shows?"

Maura laughed, "No as much as she used to. She complains that they're full of too much drama these days."

The brunette chuckled just as her phone rang. She sighed, looking at Maura, "Reason number three hundred and thirty-two why I'm not in my office that much: I hate talking to people on the phone."

Maura snickered as Jane picked up the receiver.

"Library Administration, this is Jane, how can I help you?...Yes…yes, just send me the list of books you want for next semester and we can put them on the order…yes…no we don't ship to the individual offices…" Jane rolled her eyes at the blonde, "no, you'll have to come down to the library loading dock and get them yourself…yes, uh huh…yeah, you too, bye." Jane hung up the phone and sighed, "Sorry about that, I hate working with professors."

"It's alright."

Jane looked around her office, "How about I run and get us some coffee while you finish, and then maybe we can get lunch?"

Maura smiled brightly, "That sounds wonderful."

The brunette pulled her wallet from her desk and was off.