Chapter 4

Jane's alarm clock was making a hell of a lot of noises when she woke up. Groggy, nauseous, and just about every other shitty feeling in the world overwhelmed the detective. Good thing it was her day off, she didn't think she'd wake up if her cell or pager went off. Oh God, she thought as she felt bile fill in her throat. She ran to the bathroom and then to toilet, wretching. Why...? she asked herself.


Maura woke up to a pair of arms slithering around her. She smiled and turned around to see Jonathan. She stretches and checks the time.

10:05 AM.

Crap, she thought to herself. She forgot about the routine run her and Jane always did on their day off. She'd better call her. She turned back to the man in bed with her, who was looking at her intensely.

"What?" she asked, getting self-conscious. He shook his head, "Nothing," he answered with a smile. She smiled back, before getting out of bed, however his grip tightened.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"I have to call a friend. We had plans and... well, I overslept," she explained. He chuckled, "But you slept well," he retorted. Maura smiled as she rolled her eyes. She grabbed her robe and went to her purse to fetch her phone. She didn't find it in the small pocket on the side. Her eyebrows furrowed as she searched the entire bag. When she didn't find her phone, she was a little disturbed. And then she remembered, she left it at the office. She sighed.

"What is it?" Jonathan asked.

"I left my phone at work. I have to go," Maura answered.

"I have to be somewhere too," he answered as he got out of bed. Maura turned around to look at him, "You never did tell me what you're doing here," she said. He chuckled, "Yes I did," he countered. She raised her eyebrows for the answer.

"Business," he said as he pulled his pants up. She rolled her eyes, "That's not an answer," she responded. He smiled, "Of course it is," he replied.

"What kind of business?" she asked, hands on her hips. He looked at her as he smiled for a moment.

"The personal kind," he answered. She sighed and shook her head. She never could really get a straight answer out of him. She kissed him good bye before he walked out of her bedroom door and she went to go take her shower.

After she got dressed she walked out of her door and walked down the hallway to the staircase. However, something caught her eye when she passed the small table next to the closet door. She stopped for a moment, before turning around. Her phone was on the table... she looked at it confused, before picking it up. She was positive that she left it at the morgue...

As she began to think about it and a thought struck her. Jane. And if Jane was here without her knowing... it must have been during...

"Oh no," she whispered to herself. This was terribly embarrassing. However, that's not the only feeling that overwhelmed her. A feeling of... guilt. It was peculiar to her because she didn't know why she felt this sense of guilt inside her. After a few seconds, she called her best friend, not knowing what she was going to say.


After Jane's horrid hangover (which she was still trying to get over), she was sitting on her couch watching TV with a nice cup of coffee. She was comfortably watching the baseball game when her phone rang. She huffed to herself as she leaned over to reach for her phone and her face fell when she saw the caller ID. Maura. She contemplated for a few moments whether she should answer it or not. Images of last night flashing to the forefront of her brain.

"Hello?" she answered as if her actions weren't her own.

"Hi, I'm sorry we couldn't do our run today. I overslept," Maura said with a slight chuckle, though Jane knew it was an uneasy one but wasn't positive.

"Yeah, me too. I woke up thirty minutes ago," the detective replied.

"It's noon," Maura replied.

"Thank you, Captain Obvious, for telling the time for me," Jane said without thinking, hoping the M.E didn't catch the slight bitterness in her voice.

Maura closed her e


yes, yeah. Jane was there.

"Thank you for dropping my phone off," she said, trying to sound casual. Jane smiled to herself, but in a pleasant way.

"Yeah, anytime. I'd say to tell me when you have a guest that's willing to do more than talk, but hey. I'm not your mother," she replied. Maura's face saddened slightly, but was a little confused. Was that sadness in her voice?

"Jane... we need to talk," Maura stated.

"We're talking," Jane replied.

"You know what I mean. We need to talk...today," the doctor responded. Jane's heartbeat quickened a little.

"I'm a little busy, Maura. Can we talk tomorrow?" the detective asked, not really planning on it. Maura sighed, "Jane, I know what that means," she replied. Jane rolled her eyes.

"Maura, I walked in on you in a very embarrassing situation... on my part at least. Give me a little space, would ya?" she answered defensively. Not really meaning to sound like the doctor was being clingy but it was necessary. Maura was silent for a few seconds on the other line.

"Maura?" Jane asked, trying to confirm if she was there.

"Yes. I'll see you at work then," she answered before she hung up. Jane didn't have a chance to say anything before the phone call ended. Something inside Jane didn't feel right and it was very unsettling for her. She growled to herself and got up. She needed to do something to get her mind off of this. Like go to the gym. That was a good idea.


Maura hung up the phone, more than a little taken aback by Jane's statement. At this point, Maura suspected a little of what Jane was feeling. But she hated being uncertain and she wanted to make sure but her best friend's reluctance to speak with her about the matter only revealed more. The question was, why did Maura feel hurt by Jane's reaction to not wanting to see her? And why did she feel guilty for having sex with Jonathan? Or was it Jane seeing them? Maura didn't know. She was an extremely confused doctor right now and for a scientist that needs to know all the answers... it was much, much more than a little unsettling.

Maura sighed, she needed to do something to take her mind off everything. She needed to go do yoga or something. Pilates, kickboxing, tap dancing, anything.


AN: I know it's kinda really short and I know it's kinda really been a long time but I haven't really found my muse until know and my inspiration isn't that huge. So, here's a chapter and I'll update whenever I can. =) Hope it was okay.