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A/N: This segment really arm wrestled with me. Picture this: me as Sly Stallone in 'Over the Top' going against the mean bald dude at the end with the bad mustache. Speaking of being strong armed the Jane POV pimp hand is being tested here.

My plane arrived early; high voltage shock right there. I was also equally surprised that no one bothered me during the flight. I didn't even have to speak to anyone. I told Maura nine thirty so I've spent the last fifteen minutes thinking about what it will be like to hear her voice and see her in person again. I know it's going to be awkward, at least on my part because of our last text exchange. 'Is that all you want me for?' Every time I repeat the phrase in my head I cringe. So here I am sitting at my gate's terminal waiting and oddly very glad to have the opportunity to do that. I glance around; noticing other people having their own little reunions around me. Nothing too crazy since it's fairly late and most peoples energy is just about tapped out, especially if they're the ones getting off the damn plane. I could never go back to the Air Marshall racket.

As for myself, I'm wound up, nervous really. Why couldn't I have just kept a leash on my damn mouth? I close my eyes and swallow the bitter taste that is suddenly on my tongue. Checking the time on my cell phone I see it's nine twenty five. And as sure as the sun does shine I hear the distinctive sound of expensive heels on linoleum approaching. I look up and see Maura. Even knowing I've stuck my foot down my throat I pull myself together and stand up. She spots me right away and I see that megawatt smile of hers blossom across her beautiful face. Maybe I didn't step in it too much? Grabbing the handle of my rollaway bag I move towards her. And of course she is dressed not quite to the nines, but she is rating a no less than a steady seven just to pick me up at the airport. I shake my head and smile despite myself as Maura closes the remaining distance between us.

Just as I'm about to speak she throws her arms around me and she squeezes me tightly against her and then I hear her inhale as she buries her face in my hair. I let go of the handle on my rollaway to hug her back and she sighs in contentment at the contact.

"I have missed you so much." Maura says quietly against my neck.

I pull back from our embrace, "Really? You even missed my smart mouth coupled with sarcastic remarks." I tease, my voice even raspier from not using it in hours.

She frowns a bit, "Must you be that way; in this moment?"

Ding! Order up...one ass to go.

I exhale through my nose, "Sorry, too many weeks away has awoken the repressed and overly snarky version of myself." I say apologetically. "That and the constant teasing of Frost and just the assignment in general." I finish searching her eyes for understanding.

I'm never telling her about the jerkoff that saw Pamela Palm four times a day. If I did then a lecture on the health benefits of masturbation would be quick to follow. Then I would be forced to hope and pray that the floor would open up and swallow me whole.

She gives me a small smile, "Apology accepted." Maura moves back into me and her hands cover both of my cheeks and she gently pulls me down to her for a kiss.

Oh God, it's been too long since I've felt this. My hands instinctually go to Maura's waist as I join our bodies together. A small moan escapes from her at my touch and I reluctantly break the kiss that was rapidly heating up in a very public place.

I open my eyes to see Maura still has her's closed but when they flutter open I see a repressed ocean of longing, "Sorry, but I simply could not wait any longer to kiss you again, to touch you, to feel you close to me."

Whoa that voice of hers just dipped an octave into her hot to trot register! I suddenly feel like I should be worried because a horny Maura is a very dominate top.

I laugh nervously, "Shall we go now? This isn't exactly my kind of place to make-out in."

Maura laughs lightly and links our hands together. We walk out of the terminal with my little rollaway tagging along behind us.

After throwing my stuff in the backseat of Maura's little grey Prius she asks me if I want to drive. I tell her no and that her granny driving is just what the doctor ordered right now. She chuckles at my oh so clever retort. Stepping into the car I put on my seatbelt and slouch down in my seat. Maura eventually gets Logan International in her rearview mirror and a comfortable silence falls between us. I'm almost on the verge of falling asleep when Maura's voice gets my attention.

"I want to talk about what you said to me earlier." Her voice is firm.

Here we go; I knew I wasn't off the hook. Me and my runaway mouth; I blame Ma like she blames me for her stretch marks.

I squirm in my seat, "I'm sorry. It's just your lonely and randy comment just kind of struck a nerve." I say looking down at my hands. "I know you want me for more than just sex...even though we have a lot of it."

Oh shit! I didn't mean to say that last part out loud. I pinch my eyes shut. And right on cue I hear Maura's frustrated sigh as the car slows down. I open my eyes to see that she's pulling the car over on the roads shoulder. I've done it now. She turns the ignition off and removes her seatbelt to turn towards me.

"Jane, I almost don't know what to do with a statement like that. I mean are you saying you're tired of making love to me?" She says on the verge of tears. "Because it didn't seem like things between us were so awful to me before you left."

Fuck, fuck, fuck! I close my eyes and try to remember how this situation has gotten completely out of hand so damn fast. I tiredly run both of my hands through my messy curls. I reach for the car's door handle to open it. Stepping out of the car I walk around to Maura's side and open the door and offer her my hand. She takes it silently and I look at her and even in the low light of the evening, I can see her eyes are glassy with tears. I pull her closer to me and shut the Prius' door. Actions speak louder than words.

I lean her up against the door and kiss her deeply; she pushes me away though. "Please don't do that." Maura says almost angrily. "You still haven't answered my question and I want an answer."

I sigh, "I was trying to show you, Maur." I shake my head and step back from her. "I haven't felt like myself since I've been away from you, and yet here I am saying awful things to you that I know I can't take back." I sniff trying to keep from crying and I look away from her. "I guess I still wonder why someone like you wants someone like me so much, even after four years together."

I hear her sniffle, "What has happened to make you think such a thing?"

I can't look at her, "Nothing really. I've just had a lot of time to think, apparently too much." I laugh mirthlessly.

I hear Maura move closer to me; her expensive heels have a sound even on asphalt. Then I feel her warm hands on my face again and I close my eyes against the tears that want to spill down my cheeks.

"Please look at me Jane." Her voice sounds so soothing to me.

I look at her, into those incredible eyes that I get so lost in.

I whimper, "I'm sorry. I could never get tired of you but you could very easily get tired of me." I say quickly, my raspy voice cracking at the end.

Still holding into my face, I feel Maura's thumbs caressing my cheekbones and I close my eyes at the sensations.

"Jane, I love you far too much for this little misunderstanding to be fatal." Maura says lovingly while moving in closer to me; my breath hitches in my throat.

She smiles, "Pheromones."

"What?" I'm sure my face easily reads confused to her.

Her thumbs continue to caress my cheeks, "Our undeniable attraction to one another. Some people call it chemistry which I find inaccurate." She leans in to brush her lips lightly against mine but the contact is far too brief. "Pheromones, are chemicals that are secreted in our sweat and other bodily fluids." She kisses me again briefly. "Are believed to release neurotransmitters that directly modify the behavior in other person to trigger sexual excitement." God! How does she make Google-Speak this much of a turn-on? "In summary beautiful, I refuse to apologize for how frequently I want you sexually because it is simply beyond my control." Maura kisses me again; just a faint contact. "You also have the same problem, if you would call it that, when it comes to me." She whispers the last part against my lips.

I give her a watery smile, "So true." And I'll kick my own ass later for my stupidity but right now I have other plans. "Do you need me to show you just how I feel about you right now, Dr. Isles?" I rasp out.

She giggles, "Honestly, didn't you insinuate we 'do it' too much. However, I can certainly say I have not 'done it' in over two weeks now."

I listen to the teasing quality to her voice and watch that certain glint flicker in her eyes. I'm one lucky woman even when I practically choke myself to death with my foot in the mouth syndrome.

I smirk, "Well, I just had a free consultation with this doctor." Maura rolls her eyes. "And she told me that I need to accept the inevitable because I'm hardwired to love it." I say while running my hands up Maura's back; underneath her expensive blazer.

"Jane," Maura says breathily. "I am not having coitus with you on the side of the highway or in my car."

I make a face, "Eww, really! Coit...yuck, nevermind." I say leaning away from her a bit. "You have officially killed the mood right there for me."

Maura laughs which brings out a chuckle from me. Step One: make her laugh complete, now for Step Two: make things right again.

I smile sadly, "I really am sorry for what I said. All jokes aside, please blame it on one of my divorce flashbacks." I watch as Maura's face slips into a mask of confusion. "I was on an extended assignment when Casey had finally had enough. Frankly, I kept taking them to avoid him because sex is all he ever really wanted me for." I feel so shitty for admitting that out loud to her. "So for the three hundredth time tonight, I'm really sorry for hurting you...you're nothing like him." I say quietly dipping my head to hide my face with my hair. A few thumps of my heart go by in my chest, then I hear Maura step closer to me and then I feel her hand on my chin.

Gently tilting my face back up, "I've said it before and it needs repeating again-that awful man didn't deserve you and I hope in time I can make all traces of him leave your memory." Maura replies warmly and I snort a little and then I feel my face heat up a bit.

Maura smiles, "Let's go home Jane." She adds moving back towards the car. I follow right beside her.

I need to lighten the mood.

"You had better not have a surprise welcome home party waiting for me." I retort walking slightly ahead of Maura to open the driver's side door for her. "Because you know I hate surprises and I still feel like a ginormous ass right now."

I pause with my hand resting on the door handle. I just cussed and no immediate reprimand happened.

I turn to look at her, "What...No, 'language Jane' retort?" I say mimicking her voice as best as I can while opening the door and stepping aside to let her in.

Maura smiles, "Not this time." She replies as she sits down in the driver's seat. "Since I thoroughly agree with your assessment."

I chuckle lightly, "I deserve that."

She looks up at me and smiles a little wider. I shut Maura's door and walk around the front of the car. I open the door to the passenger's side and slide into the seat. Her economy 007 car is roomy.

"Jane?"

I turn to look at Maura, and then she grabs me by the collar of my blazer and pulls me in for a kiss. It steals all the thoughts swimming around in my cluttered brain. She breaks the kiss with a small groan, but she doesn't move away from me. God almighty she has me all revved up again.

With our foreheads still touching, "If you still feel the need to make it up to me, you can do that when we get home." She whispers, her breath tickling my face.

'I'll definitely be doing that!' I think while giving her my full on dimpled smile.

Soundtrack:"The Place You Have Come to Fear The Most" by Dashboard Confessional, "Please Don't Stop The Rain" by James Morrison & "Only You" by Cee Lo Green

A/N 2: Gold stars to everyone who caught the clue by four in Vol. 5 (in regards to the impending drama.) And I hope this bit of drama didn't put you off too much, but I feel it wouldn't be much of a story if Jane didn't let that mouth of her's open a little too *Eye Of The Tiger plays* the smoking hawt Maura POV makes it's comeback up next.