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Chapter 10, Episode 4.04

Pairing: Jane/Maura
Rating: M
Disclaimer: Jane Rizzoli and Maura Isles do not belong to me.

A/N:This chapter is set at the end of Episode 4.4. Rather than post this as a stand alone story, I decided to continue with what I did with the Season 2 episodes. I may continue this with more Season 4 episodes as the season progresses.

A reminder that each chapter is its own separate story unrelated to previous chapters. And this is just meant to be smutty fun based on the events of individual episodes, not a well planned out or intricate path to get Jane and Maura together.

Jane knocked softly on the half open door of Maura's office and peeked her head inside. Maura was sitting, eyes closed and legs tucked under her, in the corner of the sofa with her head resting in her hand, her elbow propped on the arm of the sofa. "Hey," Jane said when Maura opened her eyes.

"Hi. Come in. Come sit with me," Maura said, patting the space next to her on the couch.

Jane came in closed the office door behind her. She sat down next to Maura and said, "I wanted to tell you that I'm sorry I couldn't be there when you got out last night. I was processing Tucker Franklin. I wanted to do that personally to make sure there were no problems or surprises later."

"You don't have to apologize. I hadn't slept in two days. I went home, took a shower, and went to right to sleep."

"You look tired. Do you want to go home? You don't need to be here."

"No, I want to be here. I simply want things to go back to normal."

There was a long moment of silence before Jane said, "You know that I never thought for a second that you actually killed Brad, right?"

Maura shook her head. "How can you say that? I wasn't even sure that I didn't kill him. That's one of the things about this whole ordeal that bothers me the most. I have no memory of six or seven hours of my life. I have no idea what I did during that entire time. I don't know how I got home. I don't know how I got the bruises on my arms. I don't even know if I was there when Brad was killed."

"I can actually fill in a few holes," Jane said. "Tucker met up with you and Brad after Brad used your drugged state to help him steal the evidence from the lab. He punched Brad in the throat, killing him. He grabbed you and you fought against him, probably because you thought he was going to kill you too. Tucker has bruises on his arms and chest from where you hit him trying to get away."

"But I didn't get away?"

"You were still drugged and he was able to subdue you. If you hadn't been drugged, with all the self defense training you've been doing, I'm sure you would have kicked his ass."

Maura chuckled but asked, "What else did you learn from Tucker?"

"He was surprisingly forthcoming. He didn't even try to deny what he did when we confronted him. Tucker left your badge in Brad's car, drove you home, and used the keys he found in your purse to bring you inside and leave you on your couch. He let your badge and your lack of memory do the rest to frame you for Brad's murder."

"His plan actually could have worked. Without any evidence connecting anyone else to Brad's death, my fate would have been up to a jury and even if they thought it was unintentional, that I killed him in self defense, they could have convicted me of manslaughter."

"I would never had let that happen," Jane said sternly.

"How would you have stopped that?"

"Broken you out of jail if I had to. We could have gone on the run Thelma and Louise style," Jane joked. "But without driving our car off a cliff." Maura shook her head but smiled at Jane. Jane reached over and quickly and lightly brushed her fingers over the bruise under Maura's eye. "That's healing pretty well. Are you ever going tell me who hit you?"

"No. There's nothing you can do about it. Plus, she did have a good reason for hitting me."

"What was that?" Jane said skeptically.

"She said I put her 'old man' in prison," Maura said, putting air quotes around 'old man.' "I can understand why she would be upset with me."

"That's ridiculous."

Maura shrugged. "I'm not any better than any of the other women who were in that jail cell with me, Jane."

"That's even more ridiculous."

"None of those women had been convicted of whatever they were arrested for either," Maura said. "And I'm the daughter of a murderer. A murderer whose protection I accepted without a second thought and who I am well aware has killed in the name of protecting me before," she added softly.

"I should have done more to protect you from having to go to there in the first place."

Maura turned so she was completely facing Jane. "Come here," she said so Jane would turn towards her too. Jane turned and sat cross-legged on the couch. She took both of Jane's hands in hers. "Someday there will be something you can't save me from."

"You saved yourself this time. You remembered how you were drugged and you figured out that Tucker's other victim was pregnant. That was the only way we would have been able to connect Tucker to Brad's death. You did that."

Maura shook her head. "Jane, I should never have even come close to being in that situation in the first place. I should have seen through Brad's story about being a doctor immediately. He didn't want to talk about his work. He said he did a rotation in forensic anthropology, which no doctor would do unless they were going into pathology. I certainly should have known better than to agree to have him drive me home."

"Maura you are good and kind and have the biggest heart of anyone I know. You're always seeing the good in other people. I love that about you and I would never want you to change. And I will always be here to protect you."

"I should have gone home with you," Maura said.

"What?"

Maura leaned forward and repeated, "Instead of staying at the charity dinner, I should have gone home with you." Maura pulled on Jane's hands, pulling Jane forward, and closed the remaining distance between them to press her lips against Jane's.

Jane was momentarily stunned but then started kissing Maura back. Maura let go of Jane's hands to move her hands to Jane's face. Jane grabbed Maura's waist and pulled her closer as Maura's tongue pushed inside Jane's mouth.

"Maura," Jane said when they eventually broke apart. "What...what was that?"

"I've thought about doing that for a long time."

"I...you have?"

"Jane, every time I meet someone new or try to date someone, even when they aren't trying to kill me, I'm not interested in them. I'd always rather be spending time with you."

"That kiss wasn't about spending time with me."

"Please tell me that I'm not wrong, that you want me too. I've been waiting, hoping that you'd make a move. But I can't wait anymore. I want you Jane, and I don't want anyone else."

"You're right. You should have come home with me," Jane said seriously. "I've wanted you for a long time." Quickly Jane was kissing Maura again and pushing her back onto the couch. She pushed Maura's dress above her hips so she could settle her body between Maura's legs.

Maura moaned as Jane kissed her neck and then across her clavicle. But when she felt Jane grind against her, Maura broke the kiss. "Jane, we can't here."

"No?"

"No. Not in my office. Not...the first time."

Jane thought about protesting but then nodded in agreement. She got up and held out her hand to help Maura up. "Okay. Let's go. I was up all night, I can take the rest of the day off and you deserve to take as much time as you want."

Maura stood but looked unsure as looked around her office as if looking for an answer. "I never take time off."

Jane laughed. She put her hands on Maura's waist and said, "Okay. I'm not trying to rush you. I'm going to go home and take a nap. Why don't you join me when you're ready?"

Maura smiled and nodded her agreement with the plan. Jane leaned in to kiss her again, a soft lingering kiss that caused Maura to moan softly once Jane pulled back, and left her standing in her office running her fingertips over her lips long after Jane had left.

Jane went home, took a shower, changed her sheets for good measure, and slipped naked into bed, falling asleep almost immediately. She woke up to Maura moving around her bedroom and watched as Maura stepped out of her blue dress.

When Maura saw that Jane was awake she came to the side of the bed and leaned over Jane. She gave Jane a quick kiss on the lips and said, "I'm going to shower. Don't go anywhere."

Jane looked at the clock. She'd only been asleep two hours. She drifted back asleep and woke up again when a naked Maura slipped into bed next to her.

Jane turned on her side so they were face to face. "Hi."

"Hi."

"You came."

"Did you think I wouldn't?"

"No. But this is a little sudden. If you wanted to wait, to slow down, I would understand."

"I had to get things in order in the lab. But I've waited long enough, Jane. I don't want to slow down or wait any longer."

"I don't either." Jane rolled Maura onto her back and settled on top of her, interlacing their legs and bringing their lips together again. The kiss quickly became heated, their warm tongues gliding through each other's mouths.

Maura slowly traced her fingers up Jane's sides to her breasts and then brushed her thumbs over Jane's nipples, feeling them harden under her touch.

Jane moaned and arched her back so Maura could put her hands completely over her breasts. Maura squeezed them in her hands and rolled Jane's nipples between her fingers.

Jane thrust her hips, rubbing her wetness against Maura's leg, and feeling Maura's slick center against her own leg. "Jesus, Maura."

"Touch me, Jane. Please," Maura moaned in response.

Jane pushed Maura's leg wider with her hand and then dragged her fingers up through Maura's wet folds. "Ahh," Maura gasped as Jane wasted no time before pushing two fingers inside her.

Her eyes locked on Jane's, Maura continued to squeeze Jane's breasts and she moved her hips against the thrusting of Jane's fingers inside her. "Harder," she said between moans.

Jane lowered her upper body on top of Maura, who moved her hands to Jane's ass. Jane moved her fingers harder and faster in and out of Maura.

Maura cried out, "Oh, Jane," as Jane now curled her fingers inside her on each down stroke. Jane's thumb moved to flick across Maura's clit and Maura yelled, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" as she came.

Maura's eyes were closed as she caught her breath. Jane was peppering her neck and chest with soft kisses. When Maura opened her eyes, Jane was grinning at her. "Are you good?" Jane asked.

"I am so much better than good," Maura replied before pushing on Jane's shoulder to get her to flip over on her back. Then she was on top of Jane, kissing Jane's neck and chest, flicking her tongue against Jane's hard nipples.

Jane groaned and said, "All of this foreplay really isn't necessary at this point."

Maura laughed and returned her lips to Jane's mouth before sliding two fingers inside her. "Mmm," Jane groaned against Maura's lips as Maura's fingers moved in and out, scissoring and curling in alternating patterns.

Jane's fingers dug into Maura's waist when Maura moved her fingers to Jane's clit. "Come for me," Maura said. Jane moaned loudly as Maura's words sent her over the edge.

Maura pulled the sheet back over them and snuggled against Jane's side and they both drifted off to sleep.