Jane sat in Maura's driveway. Her heart was pounding as she thought of what may lay inside her friends' house. Jane had dated friends before. She knew that she did not keep them around after she broke up with them. It wasn't just because of her, but the relationships never lasted. Either the jerk couldn't deal with Jane being on the job; he would begin to feel intimidated by her demeanor, or she would just gets bored with them and move on.

This was one of the reasons why she had so few friends as it is, so her current friend dating pool would be pretty shallow. Frost is her partner; so she is not going down that road again. Korsak is like her dad and that would just be wired. That just left Maura. Sweet, beautiful, quirky, smart, beautiful…sexy Maura. Maura works in the same place as Jane and Maura loves what Jane does. Maura never honestly feels as though Jane tries to dominate their friendship. They both do things that each other cares about and Jane could never tire of Maura. she was just concerned. What would happen to their friendship?

She took a deep breath and exited the car. She figured if she got this talk over with her mom, she could go home and relax. She walked up to the door and thought about ringing the bell. She thought against it, she knew Maura might hear and she wasn't ready to see her-yet. She walked into the house, she laughed to herself as she thought about how Maura never listens and left her door unlocked.

Jane walked in and looked around for her mother. 'She must be in the guest house' Jane thought. Jane stopped and stared at the sofa. her mind went back to Maura kissing her neck softly. She closed her eyes and touched the side of her neck as she remembered the warmth of Maura's breath. Yesterday those kisses did nothing for her. That was yesterday, today a light had gone off.

Jane felt lost when she could not be around Maura, always gave. Jane wondered why she never felt the strange tug in herself that she was feeling right now. Why she never looked at Maura as something more, something deeper. If her mother could see it in her, why not Jane? She let out a deep sigh as her hand slid to her chest and she fell back on the couch. She wondered what was wrong with her. Did she really have feelings for Susie? Maura wanted Jane but Jane had never considered it. Was it because Maura was her best friend? Until Susie, Jane never thought she could feel this way about a woman. Now, the fact that her best friend had these feelings made it even more… awkward. As jane thought about Maura her hand travelled slowly down her chest to her stomach inching towards the top of her pants.

Jane heard something and had a feeling someone was watching her, she sat up and turned looking to wards Maura's bedroom. She noticed Maura's bedroom door closing down the hall.


At the same moment that Jane walked into the house, Maura opened her door to grab a quick lunch. She knew Jane was coming over but, when she saw her walk in Maura quickly moved back into her room out of sight. Maura wasn't quite ready to face Jane but she didn't close the door all the way either. She watched her through the slit in the door. As Jane smiled, Maura knew it was because she had left her door unlocked. Jane always gets on her about that. She watched as Jane looked around the room cautiously. She must be looking for Angela, Maura thought- or truing to avoid me. this saddened Maura. She didn't want to upset Jane. 'I'll give her time to head out to the guesthouse.' She thought.

Maura's breath caught as she noticed Jane close her eyes and touch her neck. She was unable to close the door as she watched Jane. She couldn't take her eyes off of the detective who looked so vulnerable and confused. Maura wanted desperately to got to Jane and hold her close and tell her everything would be ok. That they could forget the things that were said yesterday if only they could return to normal. Maura knew it was only one day but it felt like an eternity and she just wanted her friend back… but she couldn't move. In that moment Maura was a coward. She knew that she didn't want to take back what she had said, she knew that she would never be able to get past these feelings she had for Jane. Maybe in time they would wane, but whenever she would look at the detective or they would be together Maura would always remember how it felt to be so close to her and having Jane moan for her kisses.

Maura began to feel the muscles tightening between her legs and needed to touch herself. With one hand holding the door she slid the other down her shorts and begin slowly touching herself. She watched Jane as the detective sat on the couch. Maura imagined it was Jane's hand working on her sensitive bud with just the right amount of pressure to give Maura a tingling in her stomach. Maura had to catch herself from gasping to loudly; she didn't want Jane to hear her.

Maura imagined Jane moving two fingers toward her opening slowly circling , teasingly until Jane's fingers were covered with her juices. Maura moved her fingers up and down between her folds and back to circling her opening for a few moments. She caught Jane's name on her lips in a whisper as she slid her two fingers into herself slowly feeling the muscles tighten. Maura pulled her fingers out just to the tip and pushed them in again, pulling them out as she curved her fingers to rub along the rigged wall of her opening again and again. She was on the brink of her climax when she noticed Jane sit-up.

Maura closed the door and held her hand against it. The rush of Jane possibly catching her spurred her on. Maura couldn't stop touching herself, not now. She had gotten to the point where her orgasm was inevitable. Maura's moans were throaty as she pushed her feet back from he door with her legs spread. She sped up her pace, her strokes thrusting harder until she could hear the "schlick, schlick" sound as she moved in and out. Her moans became higher pitched gasps as she rested her head on her arm and her chest was pressed against the door. Thinking of Jane standing behind her, the ME imagined the detectives arm wrapped around her body grabbing her breast and tweaking her nipples. Jane's other hand would be moving her fingers into Maura and bringing her to a blinding orgasm. Maura could not hold her pleas in any longer, "Oh my god. Oh god Jane. Mmm, yes right there." Maura could feel Jane's body pressed against her whispering Maura name into her ear.

Jane's name was on Maura lips as she came undone. Breathing heavily, hair sticking to her sides and leaning against the door Maura was in bliss. She turned to slide down the door with a smile on her face. Leaning her head back against the door she sighed, "Oh god."

Then the M.E. heard the tentative know on her bedroom door.

"Maura?"

Maura's heart stopped, "Oh god."