Author's note: So, again I would like to apologize for the delay between updates. Still at college, still very busy and will remain busy for the next 2 weeks. Want to thank you all again for reading and reviewing! It's delightful to get messages from all of you. I am open to suggestions for where you think the story should go / where you would want to see them. Message me, I don't bite :)

A few weeks later...

Dancing With Weights

Jane's body was searing red. Her cheeks and chest were glowing red and sweat beads dripped down her face and neck. She had been over working her body, moving too much, and she was drenched because of it.

"Jane, I think that is enough. You look like you are about to pass out. Take it easy for the next few hours, okay?" the physical therapist asked. Jane simply grunted as she viciously threw the medicine ball from her grip. It rolled loudly and hit the wall with a decisive thud. Maura furrowed her eyes brows towards Jane, clearly scolding her, and then looked to the physical therapist with a smile and said, "Don't worry, doctor. I will be with her and will make sure she follows your orders."

"That's what worries me." the Dr. mumbled under his breath hoping Maura wouldn't hear. But, she had.

"Excuse me?" she asked softly

The doctor then quickly turned to check to see if Jane was in earshot- she was not, her attention had been focused on picking the medicine ball up off the ground and retunring it to it's rack in the back closet.

"I am worried that you will be with her, Dr. Isles. She is incredibly strong for someone who just had a bullet rip through their system. She knows it too. She knows that she is nearly 100% and she feels powerful- on top of the world. I can see it in her eyes. She's going to try to prove it to you so watch out." he warned.

"How do you mean?" she looked confused.

"Oh, Dr. Isles, there is no hiding it anymore. Jane let it slip by accident a few weeks ago. We had predicted that today was going to be the last day of physical therapy and she told me that you were going to join her on her last day. So, we marked it on her calendar and every single day since then she has been working harder than ever, stopping at nothing. She's always down here with 'bout 120 pounds of weights in her arms and she just moves around the room. It's quite funny actually, it looks like she is dancing around with a barbell. I caught her about a few weeks ago. She was spinning around the room with the weights and turned and saw me standing here at the door confused. She immediately dropped the barbell to the ground and just stood there." he laughed at the memory, "so then I asked her what she was doing? Why she felt like she needed to be able to dance around a room with about 120 pounds of weight."

Maura blushed. She knew what was coming and the thought made her smile.

"Jane told me that when she got out of here she was going to take you on a proper date suited for a lady. Mentioned that you would want to go dancing because you liked getting dressed up and she didn't mind wearing a suit if it meant you were going to be happy. She said that she was the man and that a proper gentleman leads a lady in dance. Said she had to get back to 100% as soon as possible because as soon as she can, she's going to take you on that proper date. Hope you're prepared Dr. Isles, because Jane says she plans on sweeping you off your feet."

Maura's face had grown an incredible shade of red, her heart fluttered in her chest and she couldn't help but smile like a giddy child when Jane walked back into the room and towards her. The detective and the physical therapist exchanged a few words, discussed a healthy exercise regime for her to do while her scars healed. He have her the all clear and winked at the two women when he said that Jane was cleared for all physical activities. With that, he smiled and left the two women standing alone in the therapy room.

As soon as the double doors swung shut and the doctor was out of sight Jane grabbed Maura and spun her around into a dip. Maura smiled foolishly and was laughing as she looked up into Jane's eyes. Jane looked incredibly serious. The sweat had settled and now determination could be seen dripping from her face. Maura let out a soft laugh from the position before she lifted her arm up and around Jane's neck pulling their faces together slowly. Maura stopped pulling just inches form her face and watched as Jane looked into her eyes then down at Maura's slightly pink lips and back up to her eyes. The detective was reading her, waiting for permission, waiting for action.

Maura smirked, "Kiss me." she demanded simply.

Jane leaned up slightly at the demand, clearly taken aback. Then she smiled, a patent Jane Rizzoli smile and would have made Maura swoon into the arms that she was already in.

"Just kiss me."

"Well," Jane began, "If you insist." Jane lowered her face again, gently dropping her lips onto Maura's. She let her lips just stay there for a moment, she was taking in the soft, moisture of them and cataloging it into her brain. Jane thought that the medical examiner's lips were the softest things that she would ever feel. She also thought that they tasted faintly of caramel and chocolate. To put it simply, her lips tasted exactly like she would have imagined. The taste suited Maura, it reminded her of sweet, simple, luxury. After a few seconds, Maura opened her lips, deepening the kiss ever so slightly. She could feel Jane's lips crashing against her teeth. It was not a dominate crash; it was gentle and calculated, a perfect ratio of give and take, like the way waves crash against the shore, and slowly retreat- gripping at anything they can in order to linger there just a moment longer. Jane pulled away from the kiss, fearing that allowing it to go on any longer would result in the two of them in a compromising position on the physical therapy floor. She scolded herself immediately for pulling away, recognizing the sadness on Maura's face. Dammit, Jane. Don't ruin this one. She placed another quick peck onto Maura's lips and then lifted her from her lowered position. Jane walked forward towards the exit and then had to turn around to grab the hand of the medical examiner to pull her out of the room. She was standing stunned, her lips swollen and faced flushed. The sight made Jane laugh as she grabbed Maura's hand and interlaced their fingers.

"C'mon, Maura. No sense in waiting around here all day. Besides, I've got some plans for us tonight." Maura was speechless, could only nod as she was lead by the detective out of the building.

In the parking lot, their cars were parked next to each other and Maura was leaning against her driver door, gently rolling her keys in her hand. Jane was leaned on the car opposite, her arms crossed across her chest.

"Maura," Jane began and waited until their eyes meet before she continued "I am going to pick you up at your house at 6:30. Dress nice- I, I mean you always dress nice, you always look beautiful... but this time, dress very nice like when we went to the Fairfield's house. Like that." Jane realized that her invitation was not at all suave or confident like she aways was. After all, nothing scared Jane Rizzoli. Okay, Maura scarred Jane Rizzoli, but that was only because Jane was terrified of ruining everything, petrified that she was going to screw this up and lose the one person in her life that she gave damn about. Maura spun her ring around her finger as she nodded. Jane could tell that they were both unsure, both nervous. Dammit, Jane. Be a man! Do something. Don't just stand there! Go do something confident, make her know that you in this! C'mon, Jane! Jane's inner monologue was urging her to do something spontaneous. The only thing she could think of made her chuckle, out loud by accident, and the noise made Maura look up.

"What?" she asked.

Jane did not say anything. Instead, she dropped her arms from their crossed position and took the two steps to close the distance between them- effectively pinning Maura Isles up against her car. The sudden proximity made Maura drop her keys to the ground, her arms dangled loosly by her sides. Jane confidently slipped a hand around her waist and the other gripped Maura's face, tracing her cheek with her fingers. Jane tightened her grip on both hands and pulled Maura even closer than they already were- their noses were once again pressed together and before Jane could kiss Maura again Maura whispered, "I'm scared" the breath from the confession hit Jane's lips and she lifted her face slightly, placing a kiss on the end of Maura's nose, and then pressing their noses and foreheads together. Their eyes were both closed, cheats heaving and eyes fluttering "me too" Jane muttered and then kissed Maura just as passionately as she had only a few minutes earlier.

Maura was being owned, she thought. Jane's mouth was taking over her own, her whole body if she was being honest. From her position, Maura could only lean against her car, it was the only thing keeping her upright at the moment. She opened her mouth allowing Jane to take full possession. Jane gently snuck her tongue into Maura's mouth and could only smile when she discovered that it too tasted like caramel and chocolate. It was intoxicating and Jane could not get enough. She continued to push her tongue farther into Maura's mouth, only ever so slightly, until their tongues briefly touched and the warm contact made the doctor moan into Jane's mouth. Once again, Jane backed away from the medical examiner.

"I think we should stop now." Jane chuckled.

"Why?" Maura questioned.

"Because, if we keep going at it like this, we're going to end up naked in this parking lot. And, I don't know what you have heard, Dr. Isles, or what you are used to, but I am not one to sleep with someone before I even take them out at least three times." Jane was joking, of course, but Maura missed that cue. She took it seriously but then decided to joke to Jane.

"We'll see about that after tonight." Maura smiled and then stood on the tips of her toes to place another kiss against Jane's mouth, but only allowed their lips to be in proximity, not touching, but so very close. Instead of kissing Jane, Maura simply whispered against her lips, "be at my house at 6:30, not a minute later" and then she returned to the heels of her feet and backed away from the detective. Jane slammed a foot into the ground and shook her arms angrily at the fact that Maura was already teasing her, already withholding kisses.

"You're going to be the death of me, Dr. Maura Isles!" Jane yelled as Maura climbed into her car.

Maura let out a soft laugh and closed her car door not even giving Jane an answer. She left Jane standing stunned in the parking lot as she drove away with a large smile on her face.