A/N: I made a post on my tumblr too, but just to make sure you all know, this is the same story, it just has a new name. Originally "The lion, witch and the wardrobe," was made to be a one-shot for the rizzles fanfic challenge the title made sense for that, but not for what the story has become :) Thanks again for all your support. I really appreciate every follow and review.
"Ah, home sweet home," Jane yelled as she held open the door for Maura, "If traveling from New York to Boston means 40-minute, first-class flights, let's do it more often."
"Wow, I think that's the first time you haven't had a snarky remark about me spending too much money on something so small," Maura teased, "But you're right, it is quite enjoyable compared to a five hour train ride," Maura said as she dropped her keys and purse on the hall table, "Although, a train ride can be much more romantic... more privacy," She purred.
"Have you been on a train, Maur? It's far from romantic. It's tiny and cramped and smelly. And long."
"Oh, but you haven't been on a train with me," Maura winked. "First-class offers privacy and a bit more room, but business or coach offers the risk of getting caught and making due with a small space."
"Maura. You are killing me! First of all, why didn't you tell me this before we booked our plane tickets?" Jane huffed and dropped their luggage onto the kitchen floor. "And two, if you're so kinky and like the risk of getting caught, why the hell didn't you want to join the mile high club on our flight today?!"
"Oh, Jane. You really are going to have a tough time when the baby is born. 6 weeks, at the least!" Maura laughed as she went over to hug her detective from behind. "And airplane bathrooms are much too small and much too unsanitary."
"We've done it in the bathroom of the Dirty Robber."
"You're right. That was pretty hot, even though it was horribly unsanitary. Maybe I just think it's fun to watch you beg." She smirked.
"Evil."
"Hardly. If I were someone who guessed, I'd say that we have more sex than every married couple on this block. And I'm pregnant!"
"I know, I know. I'm so lucky. You're right, but I just can't keep my hands off of you." Jane hugged Maura's arms tighter around her. "That pregnancy glow people talk about? You totally have it. Growing belly and all, you're gorgeous. I'm just trying to get as much of you as I can before you don't want me to touch you. The first trimester was hard enough, I can't imagine the third."
Turning Jane around so she could look her in the eyes, Maura placed her hands flat against Jane shoulders, "You really are too sweet for your own good." She placed a quick kiss to Jane's lips. "And I'll never want you to stop touching me. I can't help that pregnancies sometimes make women hate their spouses or make them feel ugly and fat and don't feel like being touched. I'm lucky that even when I'm feeling bloated and stuffy and gassy and ugly, you make me feel beautiful just by the way you look at me." Maura paused. "Oh my god, we're being that couple again, aren't we?"
"We are. And something tells me we'll always be that couple. We are so much that couple that I don't even care."
They kissed again.
"So gross." Maura whispered.
"So gross."
Pulling out of the embrace, Jane gave Maura a quick slap on the behind before moving towards the door. "Alright, I'm gonna head into work quick. Just to catch up on the case Frost picked up over the weekend and to wrap up a couple things. I'll pick up dinner on the way home."
"Make sure you pick up something green!" Maura yelled from the kitchen. "And say hello to Barry and Vince for me."
"Will do. Pickles are green, right? Right. Ok, see you later! Bye! Love you!" Jane rushed her words as she exited through the garage door.
"Very funny, Jane! I love you too." Maura shook her head and laughed as she carried her and Jane's luggage over to the laundry room.
Opening the suitcases she laughed at the contrast between her and Jane. Maura's bag neatly packed, everything folded. Jane's bag; everything wrinkled and tossed in a jumble. Total opposites that somehow worked perfectly. Tossing everything into the washing machine, she poured in the detergent and turned the knob to start. Pulling out a few items and hanging them on hangers to be sent to the dry cleaners, she paused. "Oh my god, Jane's right. We are so domesticated."
Maura laughed at the thought as she carried the suitcases up to their bedroom. She took her time placing shoes back in their respective boxes and putting her and Jane's toiletries in their spots on the bathroom counter. There was something so calming about returning home after a vacation and returning everything to its designated spot.
After sliding the suitcases onto the top shelf in the closet, she sat on the edge of bed with the little white envelop in her hand. Sealed with two kisses, she traced her finger over the lip prints. Another year of combined goals and resolutions. She smiled.
Dropping to her hands and knees, Maura reached under the bed to pull out a small vintage animal crackers tin. Etched with rust and dents.
Sitting pretzel style on the bedroom floor, Maura gently pulled the top of the tin off to reveal years of little mementos. Two envelopes of resolutions, ticket stubs, the box that once held Maura's engagement ring, their wedding invitation, original, hand written copies of their vows, little trinkets from various dates, confetti and dried flowers from their wedding and most recently added, her first sonogram picture.
Maura had started the box when her and Jane had finally started dating. Originally, she had felt so childish, but looking at it now she was so glad she kept all these things. These memories. She couldn't wait to add to the collection.
She was going to need a bigger box.
Placing the envelope into the tin container, she slid it back underneath her side of the bed.
Making her way back downstairs, Maura made herself a cup of tea and sat down on the couch, wrapped herself in a warm blanket and pulled out one of her many pregnancy books. Just like everything else in her life, Maura took it upon herself to study and learn everything there was to know about pregnancy. While she knew the mom part would have to come from something other than books and studies, she took comfort in understanding what was happening to her body and to her baby.
Her baby.
The thought still gave her chills. Made her giddy. And a little scared.
She had a baby growing in her tummy. Jane's baby growing in her tummy. Their baby.
She smiled.
Returning home just a few hours later, Jane entered through the kitchen announcing her arrival.
"Honey, I'm hoooome." she yelled in her best Ricky Ricardo accent. What a cheeseball.
Not hearing a response, or any movement for that matter, Jane placed the bag of take out on the kitchen counter and tried not to worry. Shedding her jacket and kicking off her boots she quickly ran up the stairs to check the bedroom and bathroom. Nothing. Hurrying her pace and trying to remain calm, she ran back downstairs and sighed when she saw Maura asleep on the couch.
"Jesus." Jane breathed out as she made her way over to Maura. "I'm going to be the world's most worrisome mom." She whispered as she pulled Maura's blanket up a little higher and removed the book from her hands, smiling as she looked down at her sleeping wife.
Returning to the kitchen, Jane set the book down on the counter and pulled out a container of spicy thai food. Settling into the stool at the kitchen island, she took a bite noodles before turning her attention to the open book. Your body and baby: Week 16. Reading through the first couple of pages, Jane found that she couldn't stop. It was fascinating. Not only learning about what her wife was going through; what she was feeling, but learning about the growth of the baby was incredible.
"Looks like our little peanut is really the size of an avocado." Jane whispered as she took another bite with her chop sticks, "Wow. And he or she is starting to move around and, wait- what?" she said as she chocked on a piece of chicken, "Oh my god they can hear?!" she blushed as she thought of all the noises herself and Maura had been making recently. "Awkward."
Jane placed her chopsticks and book down on the counter and made her way over to Maura. Kneeling down on the floor next to the couch, Jane pulled back the blanket that was covering Maura and placed her hands gently over her stomach; moving her hands in slow, circular movement, she leaned in close and placed a kiss on the swollen belly. She whispered close, lips brushing against Maura's skin, "Hi baby."
"So the book says that you can hear now. I wish mommy would've told me that, I would've watched my language a little better. Leave it to me to have a baby yelling 'oh fuck' right out of the womb." She paused, laughing, "You know, what, you can actually blame that on your other mommy, she uses that phrase way more than me." Another pause. "But I guess I'm the reason she says it so... never mind. You are much to young for the sex talk."
Jane rested her head against Maura's thigh, drawing shapes on her belly, continuing to talk to their baby. "So let's see, you've heard lots of bad words and unusual gasps and moaning... so awkward, baby." She paused to place another kiss on Maura's belly before continuing with the shapes. "But not awkward enough to make me stop making her say those things, baby." She laughed. "Ok, but in all seriousness, I can't wait to meet you. And your mommy can't wait to meet you. I know you've still got a lot of time in this belly, but we are so excited. I'm gonna teach you how to play baseball and basketball and if you're not into those sports, I might let mommy take you to dance class or fencing lessons... even if I complain about it first. And mommy is going to teach you so many things, baby. So many things. She knows everything about everything. She might say too much sometimes, but that's why I love her so much." She traced a heart over Maura's bellybutton, "Don't tell mommy I told you this, but she's a little scared about meeting you. She's afraid she won't love you right. Love you enough. But, baby, she's so wrong. Mommy knows how to love. She's the best lover I know and she's going to love you so much. She's going to be such a good mommy and we gotta make her believe it ok little one? That's your first official job, baby."
Jane continued to whisper to Maura's belly, drawing shapes and kissing warm skin. Something about knowing the baby could hear her made her heart swell.
Maura had woken up at the first touch of Jane's lips on her stomach. She had heard everything. It took a lot of self control not to laugh or smile or reach out and grab Jane. The one thing she couldn't control, however, was the tears slipping from her eyes. How did Jane, her big, tough detective say words and make small gestures that made her heart melt.
As if on cue, Jane looked up to see tears streaming down Maura's cheeks. After a moment of embarrassment on how much Maura might've heard, she quickly was over it and placing kisses over the tears. "Hey."
"I love you."
"So these are happy tears, right?"
"Very." Maura said as she sat up a little, making room for Jane "Come up here."
Settling in next to Maura, she tucked her head into her the crook of her neck. "Kiss me, you big softie" Maura whispered in Jane's ear.
Leaning over, Jane brought her lips close to Maura's and whispered, "So bossy" and smiled into the kiss.
"Mmm, spicy."
"Huh?" Jane pulled back a little.
"Spicy. You taste," kiss, "spicy." Maura licked her lips.
"I brought home thai food." She kissed Maura again. "And you'll be so proud of me, there's broccoli, amongst other vegetables and a carton of edamame."
"You actually listen to me?"
"Oh please, Maur-"
Maura laughed, "I know, I'm just teasing."
"I regret the day you learned sarcasm." Jane teased.
"No you don't."
A few moments of comfortable silence passed between them.
"Did you know our baby is the size of an avocado." Jane asked as she kissed Maura's neck.
"I did."
"And it can hear, Maur. How cool is that?"
"You're right, the baby has just developed the ability to hear. Although they obviously cannot comprehend what's being said, they start to recognize their mommy's voice. I like when you talk to my belly. It's very sweet. And makes it all jumpy."
"Jumpy?"
"Yeah. Did you read the part about the baby starting to move around?"
"Yeah." Jane kissed her neck again.
"Well, sometimes when it's quiet and I'm laying down, I can feel him or her moving around a little bit. I can't feel it too strongly since it's still so small, but when you were talking, it started to move quite a bit. Like it was so excited to see what you had to say. I don't know, maybe I'm making it up, but I like it. I like you talking to our baby." Maura turned a little to face Jane.
"What's it feel like?" Jane whispered.
Maura paused, considering the best way to answer, "Like butterflies. You know that feeling you get when you're nervous? Or before you nail a suspect? It's kinda like that. I don't really know how to describe it."
"So cool." Jane kissed Maura again as her hand drifted down to Maura's stomach, rubbing gently. "I love you."
"I love you too." Maura breathed out quickly before Jane leaned in for another kiss.
What started as quick and loving turned slow and passionate. Jane repositioned so they were both facing one another on the couch, legs intertwining. Maura gasped as Jane's tongue entered her mouth and hand drifted to grab her bottom. And that was it. Slow, wet, warm kissing. A hot, 20-minute make-out session with hands that occasionally roamed and squeezed, hips occasionally thrusting forward, but mostly, just kissing. Exploring each other, once again.
Slowly pulling back for breath, Jane whispered, "Damn. I forgot how nice just kissing can be."
"Me too." Maura breathed back. "Especially with your mouth being a little spicy. It's kinda hot." Maura laughed as she continued to assault Jane's mouth. The kissing was getting to her, almost embarrassingly so. Maura repositioned herself so Jane's hip bone would rub against her just right, she could feel an orgasm building deep in her core. She pressed her thigh harder into Jane's center and began to pick up the pace. Tongue moving deeper into Jane's mouth with each thrust. Kisses becoming sloppier. Moving more fully on top Jane, Maura began panting, "Don't stop, don't stop, don't you dare stop."
Slightly confused, Jane pulled back a little, kissing her way down Maura's neck, "Oh my god, Maur. Are you going to come just from a little kissing and grinding?"
"Shut up, Jane Rizzoli. Shut up and kiss me."
And she did.
With one final thrust, Maura collapsed on to Jane with, head resting on her chest. "Oh my god."
"Oh my god is right."
"I'm sorry, I can't help myself. I didn't mean to get so carried away. It's just- the talking to my belly and the intense make-out session really turned me on. Obviously. I just came fully clothed from, oh what's the term... dry humping you? How embarrassing."
"More like totally hot!"
"Really?" Maura asked against Jane's neck.
"Yes. Watching you move against me and build up to that point just from us kissing? And seeing the moment it hit you? Totally sexy."
"Mmm," Maura sat up a little so she was straddling Jane. "So does that mean you're a little worked up right now?" She pulled her top off over her head, smirking at Jane.
"Absolutely."
"Good." Maura lifted herself up so she could pull Jane's belt out of the loops and slide her pants down and off her legs, along with Jane's underwear. She scooted further down the couch before lowering her head to lean against Jane's thigh. She placed a kiss on each thigh before kissing Jane's center. Running her tongue through slick folds, she moaned "Mmmm spicy." She winked as Jane made eye contact with her.
"Oh fuck, Maur."
Maura smiled. "Ah-ha!"
Maura brought her lips up to kiss Jane, allowing her to taste herself. Kissing a few minutes longer, she repositioned herself yet again placing a firm thigh in between Jane's legs.
"Ah-ha what?" Jane asked as she tried to stay focused on the conversation.
"I'm not the only one who says 'Oh fuck,'"
"What?"
Maura applied more pressure, grinding her hips harder and faster.
"When our baby comes out yelling oh fuck, the blame doesn't lie solely on me."
Jane blushed. "Oh- oh my god you heard everything."
"Everything" Maura purred into Jane's ear. Biting her neck. "Now come for me."
She did. And Maura collapsed on top of her again.
After a moment to breathe, Jane spoke. "Shit. We're like horny teenagers."
Maura's laughter vibrated against Jane's neck.
"Seriously. I mean, jesus, you came with us both fully clothed. I came fully clothed with you mostly fully clothed."
"The body wants what the body wants." Maura said as she sat up a little. "And right now my body wants food."
"I have a solution for that." Nudging Maura up and off of her, "Come on, and put your shirt on" Jane said as she made her way to the kitchen to reheat the containers of thai.
"Put my shirt on? Jane what's gotten in to you?" Maura asked playfully as she took a seat at the kitchen island.
"Yes, because I want to be able to rip it off you. And hopefully you." Jane winked and she handed over the container of edamame.
It took Maura a second to understand the response.
"Jane!"