I ran a hand through my hair, "I need to tell you something." She's going to murder me. God am I even allowed to arrest the Chief Medical Examiner for attempting my own murder? I wonder if it would be premeditated… God why am I even thinking about this?!
Maura zipped her lips and tossed away the key, "I'm a vault."
"Hey! That's my line!" I poked her side, "You can't just do that!" Maura made a little squeak that could almost be a hiccup if it weren't, "Wait. You're ticklish?" A grin spread across my face as I considered all the ways I could blackmail her.
"Jane, don't." She gave me the look but I couldn't care less. This is too good to pass up. I grabbed her sides and started tickling her feverishly. "Agh! No! Not there ah aha ah No! nono please, please stop, I-I, I can't breath!" She gasped between giggles. Maura curled up tight on herself trying to protect her most vulnerable spots, but I immediately went for her feet. That got a good kick out of her, right into my gut.
"Ooof" I wheezed, curling up over the spot. I just need her to move a little closer. Maybe if I ham it up.
"Jane! Are you okay?" Maura grabbed my shoulder and pushed me back to check my stomach for bruising.
"Peachy!" I yelled, grabbing her and slinging her to the other side of the couch to continue our tickle fight. I can always tell her later.