Chapter 7
Jane woke up to her favorite sound in the world; Maura's voice. Maura, however, was not awake.
"Don't want... Too slow, please..."
Jane's eyes lit up with amusement. She loved watching Maura talk in her sleep, it was proof that the Doctor was indeed human.
"Oh my-" Maura woke suddenly, blushing deeply when she noticed Jane's sly grin.
"You were dreaming about me again, weren't you?"
Maura nodded, still slightly embarrased.
Jane nudged her foot against Maura's leg under the covers, where they were so tangled, it was hard to actually tell which legs belonged to who. "Its OK babe, I dream about you too."
"You don't talk about it," Maura yawned.
"Do you want me to?" Jane yawned too, sitting up and pulling Maura into her lap. Maura took the opportunity to straddle Jane and kiss her neck softly.
"I'll tell you if you tell me," she whispered.
Jane chuckled. "Can't resist that offer, now can I?"
Maura trailed butterfly kisses along Jane's jaw, laughing to herself.
"I replay our most intimate moments in my head," Jane said. "It really turns me on, the stuff we do with each other."
"Like what? What's your favorite moment between us?" Maura kissed the tip of Jane's nose, smiling sweetly.
"Last night is definitely in the top three," Jane replied.
"Actually," Maura interrupted, "I believe the moment you are referring to happened some time after two am."
Jane grinned. "I wanna make new memories for this morning."
"Anything special?" Maura asked.
"Where's my ring?"
Maura smiled widely. "I'll be right back!" She jumped off the bed and sprinted out of the room.
Jane smiled to herself, shaking her head at Maura's enthusiasm.
Maura returned, holding the little black box in her hand. She climbed back onto the bed and knelt in front of Jane. "Will you marry me?"
"I already said yes," Jane teased as Maura slid the ring onto her finger.
Maura smiled, producing a second box from behind her back. "I hope you don't mind, but I got myself one too. You can pick the actual wedding rings, if you want. But I wanted our engagement rings to match."
Jane took the box from Maura, and slid the matching ring onto her finger. "I love you, Maura, and I'd do anything to make you happy, even wear matching rings."
Maura grinned happily and pecked Jane's lips quickly. "I love you too, Jane."
The moment was interrupted by Jane's phone ringing, the Masters of the Universe theme song indicating that Frost was calling.
"Never a moment to ourselves, right?" Jane grumbled as she picked up the phone. "Frost, you better have a damn good reason for calling me this early!"
"Its just past eight, Rizzoli," came his patient voice.
"I already told you I was gonna come in at ten!" She snapped. "What could possibly be so important?"
Maura rubbed Jane's thigh, winking at her. "We still have tonight," she whispered.
Frost sounded patient as ever. "We've got a confession to MJ's murder."
"Who is it?" Jane asked, getting up.
"The guy calls himself Joe Public. Said he wanted to talk to the pretty Detective working the case. I was offended when he refused to talk to me," Frost mocked.
Jane was almost dressed, Maura watched her with a bit of sadness in her eyes.
"OK, I'll be there in twenty minutes." She hung up and sighed.
Maura hung her head. "I'll see you later, then."
Jane smiled sadly. "I'm sorry, I promise I'll come home as soon as I can. And I'll take tomorrow off, then we can stay in bed all day."
"This case needs your attention, Jane," Maura rationalized.
"Its not really going anywhere, you know that. Besides, I can spend time with my fiance if I want," she pecked Maura's pouting lips but Maura grabbed her by the collar and deepened the kiss. Jane resisted the urge to get back in the bed and pulled away, breathing hard.
"God woman," she panted. "You never fucking stop."
Maura grinned cheekily. "Are you complaining?"
"Not at all," Jane winked. "But I really have to go now."
"Right, Frost, where is this guy?"
Frost grinned. "Interrogation room two. You're gonna enjoy this one, Rizzoli."
Jane stepped into the room and faced the young man lounging in the chair.
"Hey, Detective Rizzoli, right? I'm Joe, nice to meet ya!" He said cheerfully.
Jane eyed him suspiciously. "Why are you here?"
Joe grinned. "I love Chase Carlson. Or Charlotte, but she prefers Chase."
"OK, what does that have to do with MJ?"
"Born September twenty six, nineteen eighty nine," Joe continued. "Dropped out of highschool at the age of fifteen to persue a career in music. She left home with a guitar and no money. That takes balls."
Jane frowned. "What are you getting at?"
"Chase met her fellow band members here in Boston, when she was sixteen. They got signed at had great success," Joe took a deep breath. "Then, two years later, Chase meets MJ, again in Boston, a tradition she keeps, coming back here once a year."
Jane felt like her brain was going to explode. HesoundslikeWikipedia.
"Chase starts to write love songs. Most people didn't notice, but they were all gender impartial. I saw past the supposed friendship between them."
"Can you get to the point?" Jane asked, rather impatient.
Joe glared at her, but he continued. "Chase wasn't supposed to feel that way about MJ. But she did, and that hurt, to know that the woman of my dreams was happy with someone else, not to mention a woman."
Jane turned to leave. "I'll send my partner in to talk to you, before I do something I regret."
Frost was leaning against the wall, waiting for Jane. "What do you think?"
"He didn't do it," she replied. "But I still think we should lock him up."
"How do you know it wasn't him?"
Jane sighed. "Gut feeling, I suppose. Get a blow-by-blow confession and I'll admit I was wrong. He's not gonna be able to give details."
Frost made his way to the interview room. "He's not obsessed with MJ, like most. He has an obsession with Chase, which makes it nearly impossible for him to have killed MJ."
Jane laughed. "You spend way too much time with Dr Zucker."
"Hey, a little criminal pshycology goes a long way," Frost grinned.
"Yeah, you keep telling yourself that, you'll be just as creepy as Zucker in no time," she waved at him as she turned to leave.
"Rizzoli?"
"Yeah?"
Frost cleared his throat. "Is that a ring on your finger?"
"Keep it between us, OK?" Jane smiled.
"This is not something you're gonna be able to keep a secret, Rizzoli. Does your mother know?"
Jane shook her head. "No, and I don't want her to find out anytime soon. The world is still in one piece. For now."
Frost chuckled. "Make sure to keep her away from the Doc, then. Either your mother will find out, or the Doc is gonna pass out."
"I'd rather have Maura pass out. That can be explained away and Ma would be none the wiser."
"You're gonna have to tell her eventually."
Jane grinned. "Yeah, when we get back from Vegas."
A/N: sorry about the delay, i only have internet access once a week so i'll try to update two chapters at a time from now on, but its tough with exams right now. Next up will be a few more clues to the murder...
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