The detective blinked once, before the information sunk in, then her eyes grew wide and she threw off the covers to make sure the doctor was telling the truth. Which she was, because the brunette was greeted with a very familiar view. Jane hadn't even started to react when Maura threw herself at her and hugged tightly.
"I'm so glad you're back." She spoke in the detective's long curly hair.
Jane grinned, hugging back the doctor, "and I'm glad to be back."
A few minutes later the doctor leaned back only to capture the brunette's lips in a sweet kiss. Jane sighed happily, her hand slipping into the caramel locks.
"Mmm this is so perfect," Maura pulled back with a dreamy smile, "I've wanted to do this from the moment I saw you in that horrendous hooker outfit."
Jane's eyebrows rose, "Really? That long? Why didn't you?" She asked with a grin.
"Well, at first because kissing hooker on the lips is extremely unhygienic. I didn't know where those lustful lips of yours had been," Jane shoved her playfully, laughing, "and then because we became friends and I didn't want to compromise that." Maura answered truthfully.
Jane pulled her down in another kiss, "I'm glad we're finally here, thanks to my balls." She added jokingly. "I wonder what happened to them, by the way."
"I had no idea it was possible to acquire them in the first place. I certainly don't know how you lost them. Did anything strange or maybe unusual happen last night?"
Jane lied silently for some time, trying to recall any strange occurrence during the night. Well going down on Maura had been unusual and extraordinary, magical even, but she hadn't heard anyone ever change sex from that. She shook her head, "Nothing I can think of."
Maura rolled over to lie on her back, "I can't believe we're never going to find out how it happened. It could help so many people."
"If you hadn't woken me up this morning, I would've thought I had dreamed it all." The detective confessed.
The doctor glanced at her smirking, "Oh believe me, it was very real."
The detective laughed and then her face became serious again, "I'm sorry we didn't get to freeze my sperm."
"That's alright, Jane." Maura smiled at her warmly, taking her the brunette's hand. "There are other ways to have children, when we decide we're ready."
Jane smiled, she wanted to say something back, but her grumbling stomach interrupted her quite shamelessly.
Maura chuckled, pushing up from the bed. "And that's our cue to move this conversation to the kitchen."
Jane got up too, looking for her overnight bag only to remember that all the clothes she had taken from her apartment were men's.
"Ah, man, I only took Mr. Rizzoli's clothes with me." She sighed in disappointment.
Maura's brows furrowed, "Who's Mr. Rizzoli?" She went to her closet and pulled out the sweats and t-shirt Jane had left on one of many nights she had spent at Maura's. "I mean other then Frankie, Tommy and your father." She added knowing that Jane wouldn't refer to them as Mr. Rizzoli.
The detective stared at her dumbly, pulling on the clothes Maura had handed her, "Gee I wonder if it could be me with a dick?" She tapped her fingers on her chin, looking thoughtful and was immediately hit with Maura's pillow. "You dumb genius, you." She laughed pulling Maura into her arms and kissing her passionately.
The doctor resisted for a second, before melting into her girlfriend's embrace. Her own arms went around Jane's neck to pull her closer. She felt the detective pull her up and wrapped her legs around the brunette's waist. They only broke apart when breathing became necessary. Grinning at each other like idiots Jane started walking in the direction of the kitchen.
Stopping at the top of the staircase, the detective said, "Okay, you're gonna walk by yourself from here, if you don't want both of us to break our necks."
Maura pouted, "I'm not that heavy, am I?"
"Not heavy, but very distracting." Jane grinned, now making her way down the stairs holding the doctor's hand firmly, who was following her with a radiant smile.
"You're not…um sad it's gone?" Jane asked hesitantly, after they set down to have the breakfast they both had prepared.
Maura shook her head firmly, "Of course not. I only care for a penis if it's attached to you. I'm happy you're back to your gorgeous self, the Jane Rizzoli I fell in love with." When she had realized that she had said the last part out loud her eyes grew huge. She looked at Jane with trepidation, who was looking back with just as big eyes, "I…It was too soon wasn't it? I'm sor-"
Before she could finish the sentence, Jane was beside her kneeling, "I love you too." She said kissing the doctor's thigh, "it's not too soon, I think I've loved you from the minute you pulled on those purple gloves to hand me the money."
Maura laughed, pulling Jane up to kiss her properly. "I love you, Jane." She whispered again, caressing the detective's cheek gently.
"I love you, Maura." Jane answered, kissing the palm caressing her cheek.
Suddenly, Jane was kneeling again, scratching her calf desperately, "Oh geez, is this itch never going aw-" And before either of them knew it, the detective was lying on the doctor's kitchen floor unconscious.
gasping, Maura shot up to grab a glass of water from the fridge for the brunette, but when she returned she had to drink the water herself.
On the floor, once again male Jane was gaining conscious.
"Aw, what happened?" She groaned, sitting up. When the response didn't come she glanced up and was met with the very shocked looking medical examiner.
"You…you…you…" The doctor seemed unable to form the words.
"Maura, are you okay? You never stutter." Jane looked worried.
"You changed back." She managed finally.
"I know. You told me this morning." Jane's eyes were closed and she was rubbing her temples.
"No. You changed again. You're male again." Maura repeated, her eyes still huge like saucers. "I need to sit down."
At this Jane's eyes shot open and she glanced down on herself. And just as expected from the doctor's words, she was Mr. Rizzoli again. "Wow," She breathed, "Could it be the itch?"
Maura, who had set down and was looking very baffled, glanced at her with sudden curiosity. "Itch? What itch?"
"The scar I have on the left calf, it was itchy on the night before I woke up as a man for the first time and I think it was itchy last night too."
"Scratch it again," Maura said, urging Jane with her hands to do so.
The detective didn't need much persuasion as she scratched the aforementioned scar again and really, not a second later, Jane was lying unconscious.
Maura's mouth hung open, "What is-, How is-," She blinked once and when she opened her eyes, Jane was her female self again.
"Wow, woow," Jane was looking at herself with amazement. "Can you believe it? It's the scar! And I can shift back and forth! Thank god, I was kinda sad I didn't get to pee on the bushes."
Maura blinked again, "I'm tempted to say it's unbelievable, but I saw you do it twice. That makes it quite real for me." Then she looked at Jane with horror. "What bushes?"
"Not your bushes, don't worry." Jane waved her hand to calm the doctor, but Maura still looked alarmed. "Oh come on, you've never wished you could pee on the bushes standing up?"
Maura scrunched up her nose in disgust, "Of course I've never wished to urinate in public, Jane."
Jane laughed, resuming her place by the table. "Oh, these pancakes have gone cold. Wanna go out?"
It was already December when the first snow covered the streets of Boston. Maura had been the first to wake up as usual, and seeing as it was their day off, she made her way downstairs without waking up the detective.
They had been dating for two months, but Jane practically lived with Maura already. And on those rare days when she wasn't at the doctor's place, the doctor was at her small apartment. Neither had any objection to this routine, as none of them wished to be away from the other.
Maura smiled, scratching the small dog behind ears, when Jo greeted her wiggling her tail excitedly. She poured herself a generous cup of coffee, before letting the small dog out in the yard. She gazed at the giant snowflakes falling from the sky for some time, before returning to the warmth of the house.
She set down on her sofa, opening her laptop to go over the article she had been working on. The time flew by unnoticed and her eyes only left the screen when she heard the familiar footsteps from behind. Her face lit up with a smile as she turned her head to watch the entrance and wait for the detective's appearance.
What she didn't expect to see was male Jane already fully dressed for going out. For the last two months Jane had changed only on a very few occasions, on Maura's request, or on her own desire and there was a couple of times when she had changed in her sleep, but she always changed back when she was about to start her day. So Maura was surprised when Mr. Rizzoli appeared in the living room with an excited smile.
"Hey, Maur," She greeted her lover leaning down and capturing her lips in a kiss.
"Good morning, Jane. Are you going somewhere?"
"Yeah," She grinned even bigger, "It's snowing and I have a few things to do on my to-do list."
"Oh, I didn't know you had a to-do list." Maura sounded pleasantly surprised.
"Yeah. Things I wanna do with my dick."
Maura shook her head, rolling her eyes, "and here I was beginning to be impressed. What exactly are you planning to do with your penis?"
"Paint on the snow," Jane answered, her mouth full with cookies they had backed the day before.
"Paint on the snow with your penis? What does that –" Maura's eyes went wide. "I'm not letting you urinate in the yard, Jane Rizzoli!"
Jane laughed, "Relax, I'm gonna drive someplace else. I wouldn't even dream of peeing on that precious yard of yours. And how come Jo can pee there, but I can't?"
"Jo Friday is a dog. She can't urinate in the toilet, unlike you. I can't believe you are actually going to drive in this weather to pee on the snow. And do you have anything else on that list other than urinating?"
"Of course. Taking you in various positions and some other things." Jane smirked, wiggling her eyebrows. She grabbed her coat and hat and kissed Maura again. "I'll be back before you know it."
Maura watched her with amusement, "Drive safely." She called as she walked to the door. Jane just waved at her, grinning like a kid. Why do I still want to raise a child with her? She asked herself, smiling affectionately.
Not even half an hour later Jane was back, looking absolutely frozen, but excited nonetheless.
"I'm back," She called out as she stepped inside, rubbing her hands together to warm up.
Maura appeared from her study, "How did it go?"
"It was so cool!" Jane exclaimed, "When I was a kid, all my friends used to do it. I always felt left out, you know. But now I can do it too!"
"Good for you." Maura laughed, shaking her head. Should have known it had something to do with childhood.
Jane faked a gasp, "Why Dr. Isles, was that sarcasm?"
"It was." Maura grinned proudly.
After taking off her hat and coat, Jane cleared her throat and began hesitantly, "Um…Maura? Can a person get a frostbite on… a dick?"
Maura, who had started preparing late breakfast for Jane, paused and stared at her girlfriend. "I'm sorry, what?"
Jane groaned, "Come on, you heard me. It was cold, okay?"
The doctor washed her hands and gestured Jane to come closer. "Let me take a look." She said, switching on the lights.
Blushing slightly, Jane unbuttoned her jeans and started waiting for the diagnosis with fear.
Maura pulled down her boxers and looked at the organ in question. She couldn't contain a snigger as soon as her eyes fell on the detective's penis.
"What? What is it?" Jane asked with worry.
"Cold air must have shrunk it. It looks so small now." Her eyes shifted up to look at Jane's face, while tracing the length of the penis with a single finger. "It looks cute." She added with a smile.
Jane gasped, hands flying to pull up her underwear. "You did not just call my dick cute!"
"I think I did." Maura sniggered again, walking back to the kitchen to resume the unfinished task, "It's not frostbitten by the way."
"That's not what you kept screaming the other night." Jane muttered, feeling relieved.
Maura turned back with a smirk, "The other night it was huge and it felt amazing, but now it's small and it's cute." She shrugged, leaving Jane choking on air.
Maura Isles and her way with words! Jane felt the cold sensation leave her member as it was replaced by the warmth from the rush of blood.
"Hey, Maura, could I possibly interest you in going back to bed?" She sneaked up to the doctor, her hands slipping around her narrow waist, while she ground her hips to the doctor's backside, earning a breathy moan.
Maura turned around in her arms and pulled the detective into a fierce kiss. "I thought you'd never ask." She said before jumping up and wrapping her legs around Jane's waist.