Queer-Geek: Just wanted to say I LOVE your name. Made me smile.

PR Stella 926: There will be more sex, eventually. It's not a huge part of my story, but it'll still be there.

pfrog4: Welcome to the site. I'm honored to be your first *snickers* No, really, I am. I'm glad you liked it, and that it held your attention strong enough for you to read through 25k words and 9 chapters at once. (Wow, when did it get that long? I'm not even close to being done, either. Wow.)


After almost a week of reading hate mail, they finally found something. Several of the letters Korsak was reading held threats that looked a lot like elements of the murder. The letters didn't have any postage, but they managed to find a fingerprint on the inside of the envelope flap. Their suspect had moved out of town, so they had the local PD pick him up.

Jane shoved her pile of letters away, and sat back with a sigh. "How does one guy have so many enemies? I mean, I know no one likes lawyers, but EVERYONE hated this guy. He cheated on his wives, his clients either ended up losing a lot of money or paying him way more than they expected to. Other lawyers hated him. Judges hated him. Hell, even the waitress we talked to hated him. And enough people hated him so much that he had an entire filing cabinet devoted to their hate mail. Wasn't this guy EVER nice, to anyone? Even just once?"

Frost chuckled, "Jane, he specialized in injuries. He was an ambulance chaser. He had a police scanner so he could show up at every car accident, assault, or slip and fall. Most of his clients just wanted to get money out of someone else, and he promised them he could do it. It didn't matter if they had a case, or not, he convinced people that they could win, just so they'd hire him. Then, he tacked on charges for anything he could think of. Some of these people, even after they won, still had to pay him for his 'services' out of pocket, because the court settlement didn't cover it. This guy, is the reason lawyers get a bad name."

Jane still looked less than convinced. "Still, I don't get it. He was a miserable human being. I'm surprised he didn't end up murdered sooner. I just don't understand what would make someone so...nasty...that we didn't speak to a single person who had anything good to say about him. People are probably only going to show up at his funeral to make sure he's actually dead. If there even is a funeral. Parents dead. No siblings. No kids. No girlfriend. His ex-wives hate him. Do we even have anyone to release the body to?"

Korsak rolled back over to his desk to look through a file. "Looks like his closest family is a second cousin that lives in Florida. When he was notified, he said they'd never even met. I guess he gets whatever money and possessions our gave left behind, but I doubt he's going to want to have a funeral. If he wasn't a murder victim, and already autopsied, I'd suggest he donate the body. Don't know what'll happen, now."

Jane leaned back in her chair, "I just don't get how someone could have NO ONE that cared about them. No friends. No family. Nothing. This guy really was alone. Makes me glad to have my family, even if they do drive me insane."

Frankie slapped her on the back, "Don't worry, Sis, I'll claim your body if you kick it. Just leave a warning note or something so I don't end up finding your toys and porn."

Her phone interrupted any response she was going to make, "Rizzoli. Yeah. It's ready? Really? I can be there in a bit. Ok, thanks. Bye."

She stood up, grabbing her gun and badge, "You're off the hook, for now. I gotta go do something."

Frankie watched her, "Was that what I think it was?"

She grinned, "Yep. It was. Be back, soon."

Frost and Korsak watched her leave, confused, before rounding on Frankie. He held his hands up, backing away until he could reach the door. "Sorry, guys, but I am more afraid of what what Jane will do to me if I tell, than I am of the both of you. Besides, I'm sure you'll know soon."

Korsak and Frost looked at each, turned toward their desks, then turned to bolt after Frankie as he ran out the door.


Jane walked into the jewelry store, feeling unexpectedly nervous, and approached the counter. "I'm here to pick up an engagement ring. Rizzoli."

The salesman smiled, "I remember you. The emerald ring for your girlfriend. Just wait right here and I'll go get it. I think You'll be very pleased with the finished product."

Jane stood there, fidgeting and repeatedly wiping her sweaty hands on her pant legs. She'd just started pacing when he came back.

He led her over to the bench they'd used at her last visit, and turned on the lamp. "I think you'll really like the way the gold brings out the color in the stone. Your girlfriend is very lucky. It's a beautiful ring, and you put a lot of thought into it."

Jane took the ring box, pulling the ring out to get a closer look, a huge smile spreading across her face. "It's perfect. Thank you so much. I can't wait to see her wearing it. Thank you. Really. I couldn't have even imagined this on my own."

They settled a few details, signed paperwork, and Jane paid. She couldn't stop smiling when she left the shop, even if she'd wanted to.


Their suspect was brought in, along with a pair of bloody shoes and a hammer the local PD thought might be the murder weapon. His car was being towed in, later.

He lawyered up almost immediately, but they still had enough to arrest him.

Maura didn't expect DNA tests on the shoes, hammer, and car trunk to be back until the following day, so they called it a day.


When they got home, Jane shooed Maura off to take a relaxing bath, telling her to come out until called. After a bit of arguing, she finally agreed, knowing Jane had something planned.

As soon as Jane was sure she was settled in the bathroom, she hurried to change, before working on getting everything else ready.


About an hour and a half later, Jane knocked on the bedroom door. Maura opened it wearing a simple green sheath dress that fell just past her knees. She smiled when she saw Jane wearing one of the nicer suits she'd convinced her to buy for special occasions.

Jane held out her arm for Maura, and led her through the house to the table. There were candles spread across the tables and counters, and soft piano music playing. The table was set for two with a single purple rose in center.

She gaped, taking everything in. "When did you have time to cook?"

Jane grinned as she held out Maura's chair. "I didn't. I ordered it. I didn't think you would mind."

Maura smiled, and leaned up for a kiss. "I don't mind at all. It's beautiful."

They ate quietly, mostly just enjoying each others company in the romantic setting. After dessert, Jane cleared away the dishes before leading Maura to the couch.

Sitting Maura down, she dropped gracefully to one knee, "Now, I know this isn't really a surprise, but I still wanted to do it right. You deserve to be courted, so I'm doing my best to try. Maura Isles, I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you. Would you do me the honor of being my wife?"

Maura smiled as Jane pulled out the ring box, kissing her before she opened it. "Yes, of course I will. You already knew that, though"

Jane pulled her into another kiss, smiling so hard it was barely even a kiss. "Aren't you going to open it?"

She looked down, and slowly pulled the top open, gasping. "Oh, Jane, it's beautiful. Emerald, right? I love it. Would you like to put it on my finger?"

Jane slipped the ring on Maura's hand, staring at it and running a thumb over her knuckles. "I was looking at diamonds, then saw a stone that reminded me almost exactly of your eyes. The salesman helped me find this stone, and pick a setting. I fell in love with your eyes when we met. They're just gorgeous. I'm glad you like it, even if it's not a diamond. I know it's not very traditional."

Maura looked down at the ring. An oval cut bright green emerald was set sideways into a yellow gold band. On either side of the emerald was a small diamond. When she looked closer, there was a feint brown vein running through the center of the stone.

She looked up to meet Jane's eyes, her own shining. "I love it. It really is beautiful. I never thought. I just. I don't know what I expected, but this is so much better. And you put so much thought into it. Thank you. I can even wear it under my gloves, so I never have to take it off."

Jane dropped a gentle kiss to Maura's ring finger. "I know. Did you know emerald is the stone of successful love? I didn't, until the salesman told me that. It just made it even more perfect."

Maura smiled. "I actually didn't know that. Did you know that emeralds were used for engagement rings long before diamonds became popular? So, it's actually more traditional than a diamond ring would be."

Jane looked surprised, then grinned, "Really? Wow, I don't think the salesman even knew that. Go me."

Maura laughed, smacking her lightly on the arm, before leaning down for a deeper kiss. Finally, she pulled back just enough to talk, "I think we should celebrate out engagement, don't you?"


Making it to the bedroom took longer than expected. Blowing out the candles was interrupted several times by kisses and touching. By the time they did make it there, they were both impatient, and most of their clothing had been left behind.

Maura pushed Jane back onto the bed. "I want to try something new, tonight."

Jane sat up, eyes shining, "You mean, it came? We just ordered it the other day."

Crawling on top of her, Maura kissed and licked her way up Jane's neck. "Yeah, it showed up yesterday. Do you want to go first, or can I?"

Jane tilted her head to expose more of her neck, moaning, "I want you to use it, first."

Maura kissed her again, before getting up and opening the drawer that Jane knew held her toys. When she came back, she was carrying a purple dildo shaped almost like an L. She put it on the bed next to Jane, and went back to kissing her.

She kissed and nipped her way down Jane's neck to her chest, sucking a hard nipple through her bra. As she kissed across to the other side, she slipped her hand underneath to unfasten her bra. Jane gasped when she felt Maura lightly bite her newly exposed nipple.

Jane's hands tangled in Maura's hair was she held her to her chest. Her body arched, seeking more contact, as she moaned at the feeling. She whimpered a little at the loss when Maura moved away from her breasts, but it quickly turned into a gasp when she felt a mouth mouth kissing it's way down her body.

When she reached Jane's panties, Maura placed a light kiss directly over her clit, before moving down one leg. She kissed and licked down to her ankle, stopping to tickle the back of her knee. Then, she worked her way back up the other leg. Jane was whimpering and moaning when Maura finally reached her panties again, and groaned when she ignored them completely and continued the rest of the way up her body.

Jane grasped at any inch of skin she could find, pulling Maura closer and kissing her deeply. Fingers clumsy with passion and desperation finally managed to undo Maura's bra, pulling it off and tossing it aside. One hand started kneading a breast, pinching and rolling the nipple lightly. The other slid down to slip down the back of Maura's panties, pulling her pelvis close and grinding them together.

Her voice was almost a growl when she spoke directly into Maura's ear, "Stop. Teasing. Me. I want to make love to my fiancee."

Maura leaned back to look at her, before crashing their lips together. Her hand slipped down Jane's panties, moaning at the wetness she found there. She slid Jane's panties off, followed by her own.

Grinding her pelvis against Jane's, she whispered in her ear, "I want you to put it in me."

Jane reached over to grab the previously ignored toy as Maura sat back on her knees. She held it in one hand, as she ran the other through Maura's folds, grinning when she found her more than wet enough. The shorter, more bulbous end of the toy slipped easily inside, making Maura gasp and moan as her eyes slipped shut. Kissing her deeply, Jane then leaned back on her elbows to look at the vision before her.

Maura's hair was mussed and tangled. Her lips were red and swollen, and her eyes dark and heavy lidded. A flushed chest was topped by hard, pink nipples. Below her the flat planes of her stomach, a purple dildo emerged from smooth, wet folds.

Lying back, Jane smiled. "You're beautiful. I love you. I almost can't believe you agreed to marry me."

Maura leaned down, molding her body into Jane's, "I love you, too. I can't wait to be your wife, and for you to be mine. Are you ready?"

At Jane's nod, Maura reached down to guide the end of the dildo between her folds, sliding slowing inside her. They both gasped when their clits ground together once the dildo was fully seated.

Jane lie there, just feeling, "God, this is even better than I expected it to be."

Maura just hummed in agreement, before slowly start to rock in and out. Her eyes fluttered shut as she sped up slightly.

Jane held onto Maura's hips, pulling her into her as she met each thrust. "That's feels good for you, huh Babe? I think you might even be enjoying this more than I am."

She forced her eyes open, meeting Jane's dark gaze. "It's rubbing right. Against. My g-spot. Every time. Feels so good."

Her eyes slid shut, again, when Jane pulled her hips even harder on the next thrust.

"Maura, Babe, I want you to open your eyes. I want to see your beautiful eyes when you scream my name. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes. Almost there."

She thrust for a couple more minutes, feeling the toy rubbing against her g-spot and Jane's clit grinding against hers on each thrust. Finally, she forced her eyes open, and screamed, "ANGELA!"

Jane's eyes flew wide, and it took her a moment to realize Maura wasn't looking at her. She followed her gaze, just to find her mother standing in the open doorway staring at them.

"Shit! Ma! What are you doing there? Go way!"

She groped for anything to cover them with, but they were lying on top of the blankets and she couldn't get a good grip. When she looked up again, Angela was gone.

Maura collapsed onto her chest. "Well, I don't think you have to worry about telling her. That was...mortifying. I guess we should get dressed and go talk to her."

Jane groaned, slamming her head into the pillow repeatedly, "Do we have to? God, what was she even doing here? It's late. Can't we just hide in here and hope she goes away? Or maybe just die of embarrassment? What a way to kill the mood. Ok, let's get dressed, before she decides to come back in here."


A few minutes later they were dressed and sitting in the living room with Angela. Neither had stopped blushing, or had been able to gather the courage to speak, let alone meet her eye.

Angela finally broke the silence, "So, are you still going to claim you aren't in a relationship?"

Jane looked up sharply, "That's what you decide to talk about? You walk in on us having sex, and you want to know if we're together? What were you even doing in here this late? And what were you doing standing in the doorway of our bedroom?"

Jane and Maura were too upset and embarrassed to notice the slip, but Angela caught it. "'OUR bedroom?' When did Maura's bedroom become yours, too?"

Looking slightly sheepish, Jane glanced at Maura before responding, "It's been 'our' bedroom for almost four weeks now. Now, are you going to explain what you're doing here, and why you were standing in the doorway?"

Looking slightly smug, Angela sat up straighter. "I came over to ask Maura if I could borrow her mixer. Mine broke and I wanted to make the sauce for Sunday dinner, early. I heard noises, and decided to investigate."

Jane shot up, starting to pace until Maura pulled her back down beside her. "Really? You heard noises. From Maura's BEDROOM? And decided to investigate? What did you think you'd find, in the middle of the night, in someone else's bedroom?"

Maura rubbed a calming hand on her knee, speaking quietly, "Jane, it's actually not that late. It's not even eleven, yet."

Jane turned to look at her, before checking the clock on the wall. "Really? How is it not later? I swear it was later."

Suddenly, Angela let out a strangled squeal, "Oh my God! Is that what I think it is? Janie, you didn't. Oh my God, you did. I can't believe it. And you didn't even tell me. How could you not tell me? When did this happen? You have to tell me all about it."

By the end, she was standing and Jane had managed to fend off a couple of the swats meant for her shoulder. They looked at her, completely confused, until Angela grabbed Maura's left hand, yanking it closer for a better look.

Maura smiled happily, while Jane tried to decide if she should still be mad, or if sharing the news was more important. The pure happiness and love in Maura's eyes made the decision for her. She pulled Maura's hand free from Angela's, just to hold it and run her thumb over the ring.

She smiled lovingly at Maura, then smiled happily at Angela. "Ma, we haven't had the chance to tell anyone, yet. I just asked her, tonight. You actually interrupted us celebrating. And, before you say anything, we didn't TELL anyone we were together. We weren't hiding it, but we wanted to see how long it would take people to figure it out. Well, we told Tommy, but that was because he tried asking Maura out."

Angela looked upset, and more than a little mad. "You lied to me. You looked me in the eye and you lied to me. I can't believe you lied to your own mother. What kind of daughter does that? If you weren't hiding anything, then why would you lie to me?"

Maura's hand on her arm kept Jane from responding. Instead, Maura spoke up, "Angela, I assure you, neither of us have lied to you. Unless I'm mistaken, the subject has only come up once since we've become a couple. The only thing Jane said on the subject during that conversation was that she was able to find her own romantic partners and that she was happy. She never said she wasn't in a relationship, and you never asked."

Jane leaned into Maura's side, watching Angela's face as she came to a conclusion. "I'll forgive you for lying to me, since I was the first to know that you're engaged. I'll be helping plan the wedding, though. And we WILL discuss when I can start expecting grandchildren."

When Maura went to argue, Jane just shook her head, telling her it wasn't worth it.

Angela suddenly stood, pulling Maura into a hug. "Welcome to the family, Maura. I'm happy to have you as my daughter."

When the hug ended, they both had tears in their eyes.

Angela went to leave, when Jane stopped her. "You're forgetting the mixer."

She stood there, confused. "Mixer? Why would I need the mixer when I have my own?"

Jane jumped in the air, pointing at her. "I KNEW it. You lied. You didn't want to make sauce at eleven at night. What were you really doing in here?"

Angela looked embarrassed for a moment, before straightening her posture with an indignant look on her face. "I could hear you guys in the guesthouse. I figured if I actually caught you in the act, you'd have to stop lying to me. I didn't expect to walk in on...THAT! I thought you'd at least be under the covers. Are you aware there's a bra hanging from your doorknob?"

Jane turned a dark red, and Maura giggled. "Ma, just get out. And no more 'investigating.' From now on, if you hear any noises from this house, you call me. If I don't answer, then don't call back. I can't believe you walked in on us on purpose. It's high school, all over again."

Angela finally left, looking smug.


They were back in bed, to sleep, when Maura suddenly bolted up and out of bed. Jane watched her, curious, as she dug to the back a drawer.

Maura came back, sitting on the edge of the bed. "I was going to give this to you later, but I want you to have it now."

Jane sat up, taking the ring box Maura held out. "How long have you had this? This is a ring, right? I thought you said whoever found a ring, first, would propose."

Smiling sweetly, Maura answered, "It was finished about a week ago. I thought about proposing, but I knew how important it was to you. I was going to wait, and give it to you later, so you could remember this night as the night you proposed. I figured, after Angela interrupted, that it was safe to assume that giving you my ring would be the least of the things that could possibly intrude on that memory. Is that ok?"

Jane pulled her into a kiss, grinning like an idiot. "I love you. You're amazing. You waited just so I could ask you. Did you want to ask me? You still can."

Maura shook her head. "No, I don't need to ask you. Having you wear my ring is enough, for me. All that really matters, is that we're engaged."

Eyes softening, Jane opened the ring box. Wiping away tears, she took the ring out and held it and her left hand out. Maura took the ring and gently slid it onto her finger.

"So, you like it? It's simple, but I know you wouldn't want anything too fancy."

Jane just nodded, unable to speak past the lump in her throat. She stared down at the ring resting on her finger. It was a simple square cut diamond inset in yellow gold. The stone was set at an angle, making the square look more like a diamond.

When she felt she could speak again, Jane pulled Maura into a loving kiss. "I love it. It's perfect. Just perfect. I'm glad you gave it to me, tonight. You didn't have to wait, even if Ma hadn't walked in on us. There's no way this could make the memory of proposing anything but even more special. I love you."

Suddenly, Jane started chuckling, "God, I can't wait to see the look on the guys' faces. Frankie already knows, but Frost and Korsak have no clue. God, I gotta warn Frankie before he talks to Ma."

She went in search of her cellphone, finally finding it on the end table next to the couch. She typed out a quick text, "Do NOT tell Ma you helped me go ring shopping. Explain later."

The response came as she was climbing back in bed. "Don't worry, after that saleswoman, I had no desire to ever mention it again. Talk in the morning."

Jane curled up against Maura, hearing, "You know, you get to help me keep your mother from 'helping' too much with the wedding plans."


A/N: Wow, that was a long one. I ended up combining ideas with Angela, and am rather pleased with the result. This chapter was fun to write, and not even because of the sex scene.

Did you guys like the rings? Did I do a good enough job describing them? It's sometimes hard to get the pictures in my head to translate into words.

Next time, we get to see how the guys react. Ideas?

I'm spoiling you. Posting two chapters at once for the second time in less than a week. Well, it's my birthday, so I decided to give you a present. I'm not really sure how that works, but I'm sure it does. Somehow. Maybe. It's my birthday, damn it, and I say it works, so it does. So there.

Oh, and this chapter officially exhausts all the notes and ideas I had jotted down for this story. So, I'm flying blind from this point on.

I'm thinking maybe it should it end with the guys finding out they're engaged. If so, then there'll be one more chapter, with the possibility of a sequel.