A/N: Yes, this would be the yummy bed scene, where I hoped for a kiss in the "actual" show. Alas, I was to be disappointed again…sorry, so shall you. I enjoy build-up before the yummy.

A/N 2: Comments and constructive criticism welcome. I am still learning

Disclaimer: See previous chapters. Same applies.

That night, Maura went over to Jane's apartment for wine and chatting. Really, Maura just wanted to see Jane's reaction to her newfound status as an undercover lesbian. They brought the wine into the bedroom, and Maura couldn't help thinking about what the night would be like if they weren't discussing Jorge. If they weren't talking at all.

"Maybe I should be a lesbian," Jane quipped.

Maura's stomach dropped a tiny fraction, but she quickly recovered and said in a baby voice speaking to Jo Friday, "Aww…well, wishes can come true. Frost and Korsak wanted to fill out your dating profile. I typed." She was quite happy with her transformation of Jane into a lesbian. Jane, however, was not.

"You what?" Jane replied.

"If it wasn't for me, you'd be butch," Maura said, as if that made it better.

"You put my photo and profile on a gay dating website?" Jane asked incredulously.

"It's your best shot at getting DNA and breaking this case."

"No it's OUR best shot. You're going with me." Jane said. Oh, this could be interesting. Maura as a lesbian as well. Her stomach gave an inner shudder at the thought.

"No." If I go with her, I'll want to act on my latent sexual desires. I cannot allow that to happen.

"Yes, Dr. Isles."

Ooo. I love it when she calls me that.

"You don't have time to train a female detective how to collect and preserve DNA. You're going."

Maura figured the best way to get Jane to drop the subject would be to show her the gay dating profile. Maybe the giddy responses of some of the females would allow Maura to better gauge Jane's reaction to lesbianism.

"There. All these women think you're hot." Not to mention me.

"Wow."

Maura made a sound of confirmation. It had to be soft and short; otherwise, she might allow her imagination to get the better of her while they were in such close proximity. On a bed, for God's sakes. Instead, Maura purposely showed Jane the most promising female candidate for a date, not for finding the killer. When Maura told Jane that she had front row tickets for the Celtics, Jane responded that she might go gay for that.

Hmm…Now for the true experiment.

Maura closed the computer and lay back on Jane's expansive comforter.

"I wonder what kind of women we would like…if we liked women," she stated, with more than a little hope running through her veins.

Jane's voice went up a register as she responded in surprise. "What? Well, for starters, I'd be the guy."

"That's a cliché. Why would you be the guy?" Maura was actually hoping for more of a response along the lines of "I would enjoy being on top." Or, "I would want to be dominant in bed." Maura suspected Jane was dominant in bed even when she was with men.

"Because—"

"Because you're bossy?"

They proceeded to flirt over who was bossy. Jane maintained that Maura was bossy but she was "soft and polite" while doing so. Jane thought to herself that other parts of Maura were likely to be soft as well.

"Well, you're lucky you're not my type," Maura countered. She hoped that it would be flirty and that maybe Jane would see through it.

"What do you mean, I'm not you're type? That is soooo rude." Jane was a little hurt. She was secretly hoping that Maura was about to reveal that Jane was exactly her type. Instead, Maura just giggled flirtatiously and explained that Jane didn't know how to relax and her major fault was that she wore her clothes to bed. Maura, personally, usually slept in little to nothing, and she wished Jane was the same way. Oh, how nice it would be if Jane would just shrug off the clothing and lie there in a tank and underwear. The few times Maura had seen Jane in a tank had been…tantalizing.