CH4

Disclaimer: Still don't own any part on the R&I world. Just playing with them and my random thoughts.

Jane knew Maura had just walked in, so she shut up.

The twin gave the blonde her most devilish grin, handed Jane a card and told her to call her so they could finish this conversation, otherwise she'd see her around, sooner than later. "Bye gorgeous" she winked and said to Maura on the way out.

"Is everything OK?" Maura asked, when they were alone.

"Yeah it's fine." As she went to walk by her, it was obvious it was not "Come on, let's get this finished, so we can get the hell out of here."

Maura stopped her by grabbing a handful of the front of her jacket, "Are you sure you're alright?" Whispering, with her hazel eyes showing only concern.

"Thank you Maura...yes, I am fine...I'll be right back."

And with those words, Maura could sense a shift between them, a good shift,

She came back with the wire and reattached it to her body. She kept looking at Maura and liked the fact that she genuinely seemed worried about her. When she finished, she placed her hand on the small of the shorter one's back and guided her out of the door to meet the next potential killer.

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Maura had watched Arianna pick up a blonde, who kinda reminded her of herself and made her way to the exit. She blew her a kiss, before she disappeared out the door with her new companion for the evening. Maura quickly looked to Jane to see if she had noticed, she didn't. She was currently talking to date number eight.

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After they had all the DNA secured, they decided to wrap up the evening, even though the club was still rocking. Frost said he and Korsak would take the equipment back and start looking at the tapes, and he suggested Jane go get some sleep, she looked beat. Maura said she would be in, in a few hours to start DNA testing.

When they were alone, Maura asked if Jane could maybe go for a bite. She quickly looked at the blonde, knowing she had no idea of the double entendre she'd just made. She had to smile at the thought, if she only knew.

Jane looked at her watch, it was not quite 3am. "I'm not hungry, but I'll accompany you...if you'd like."

"Yes...I'd like that" They just shared another moment.

xxxxx

Maura had just ordered eggs, bacon, toast and coffee, she again asked if she was sure she didn't want anything, she was politely no thank you.

They talked while she ate, this was the most Jane had ever spoken to her. Maura couldn't get over her voice, she loved her husky tone and could listen to it all day long. Time had gotten away from them, when Jane's watch beeped. She apologized for the short notice, but she needed to leave; she didn't really give Maura a chance to say anything. She placed money on the table to cover breakfast and started to make her way out.

"Jane..." Maura quickly said to get her to stop.

"Yes" as she turned around.

"Maybe we could do this again sometime."

"I'd like that." She smiled sweetly at her and then she was gone.

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At 5pm, there was a knock on Jane's door. She opened it to find Maura standing on the other side. "Hi...what are you doing here." Surprised to see her at her door.

"Well...I thought you might be hungry by now, and since you don't drink alcohol." She held up Chinese take out and diet coke.

Jane laughed and backed up so she could come in. She led her to the kitchen, "You're going to kill me but I just ate, but I'll keep you company while you eat."

"OK...Oh well, I'll try again another time." She took in Jane's appearance, she was wearing a tank top and running shorts. Her legs were long and nicely toned and she almost floated across the floor. She was very graceful in everything she did, Maura noticed.

They talked while she ate, but since she ate by herself, there were a lot of leftovers. Jane put them in her fridge and told Maura she could take it home with her.

Maura asked if she would like to go for a walk or something. Jane glanced around the room as if she was thinking; she looked at the clock on the wall. "Maybe we could just hang here, would you like to watch a movie or something?"

She pointed to her vast collection of movies, "I probably have any movie you would ever be interested in, help yourself, flip on the light if you need to see better; I'll be right back."

When she came back she stopped suddenly at what she saw. Maura was standing by the window, the drapes were pulled back and she was looking at the blacked out window. She turned when she saw Jane out of her peripheral.

"What is this?" It wasn't accusatory, it was curiosity.

"I just like it dark in here, and I have this condition called heliophobia."

"That explains the graveyard shift. Interesting...I've never met anyone that was afraid of the sun before, have you always been afraid of the sun and have you ever been out in the sun?" She was fascinated.

"Yes once, that's how I figured it out, I don't really like to discuss it... can we please talk about something else."

Sensing how uncomfortable Jane had just become, she obliged "you changed your clothes."

"Yeah, I got cold." She was now wearing sweat pants and a Boston PD sweatshirt with pockets, which Maura noticed she kept her hands in.

Maura walked over, picked out a movie and handed it to Jane to put in. They both sat on the couch but on opposite ends and watched the movie. It was one that she had never seen before, so she was fully engrossed in it. Jane however had seen it numerous times and decided it was more productive to watch Maura.

She liked this woman, she liked the way she looked, she liked the way she smelled, she liked the way she talked, she liked everything about her, so much, that she knew it would be detrimental to her, to let anything happen between them. She knew the blonde like her too, the blonde was into her, the blonde wanted her. She wasn't stupid, she could see the signs, she'd seen enough people display these same signs towards her, that the blonde was displaying. She was intrigued by the smaller one, even though she already knew why she wasn't throwing herself at her like all of the others do.

She could easily take her if she chose to, take her, make love to her, taste her, own her; but she couldn't... she shouldn't... she wouldn't.

Could she...should she...would she?

***You gals are keeping me high on Rizzles drugs, and for that I thank you and it does make the pain go away for a moment. I'll just give you gals a fair warning, somehow I hurt my shoulder and have to get an MRI done on it and of course I'm right handed and it's my right shoulder-typing is difficult since I can't raise my arm away from my body and the position I have found to be able to type-still hurts like hell, but I'm here for you and will try my hardest to continue to post in a timely manner. Thanks for riding the train with me.***