A/N: What will Jane do to try to win her lady back? Will Maura accept her apology? Find out now...

Maura was a mixed bag of emotions. On one hand, she was on cloud 9. She had just spectacularly defeated Viper and Jester by executing a perfect plan with Chipper and Sundown. They had worked together so seamlessly and had lured their instructors into a trap and taken them both down. Nothing felt better to Maura than a well made plan being executed to perfection.

However, on the other hand, Maura was furious. Jane had been all love and devotion the night before and into the morning but as soon as she was away from Maura, she was all over another woman! What was really fueling her fury though was hurt. Maura had allowed Jane into her home, into her bed, and into her heart and in a matter of minutes, Jane had just tossed her aside like she was worthless. This was caused a particular sting as this wasn't the first time this had happened to her, although it was the first time that someone had been able to get so close to Maura so quickly. Maura didn't want to deal with her hurt so she was determined to stay angry. Anger was better. Angry got shit done and that's what had helped her be victorious.

As they were heading back to the locker rooms, she had seen how downtrodden Jane was and the pitiful look she had tried to send Maura's way but Maura wasn't having any of it. Jane had made this particular bed and now she was going to have to lie in it because she wouldn't be welcomed back into Maura's again!

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Maura quickly showered but took her time putting herself back together. She loved dressing up after being in her uniform all day. It was her way of putting on another form of armor to be able to face the world. Maura especially needed it right now to keep herself from falling to pieces. Perhaps she would do that in her own home, maybe, but she would not be caught dead showing any weakness while on base surrounded by her colleagues.

Susie, Gabriel, and Kent were all going on and on about their victory, reenacting their plan and rehashing the finer points of trap that had led to the downfall of their instructors. Luckily, they were used to Maura's strong silent type routine so they didn't notice her barely holding herself together. Their joy was helping to seal some of her fractured heart back together. In fact, they were reminding her why she was here in the first place. Jane Rizzoli had only come into her life in the last 48 hours. Flying and the dream of Top Gun had been in her life always. Her fellow aviators were really assisting Maura to gain some perspective and when they finally left the lockers, Maura was feeling much more like herself.

They decided to go out for a victory drink. Maura didn't really feel up to socializing but the other three had been too persuasive and had gotten Maura to agree to at least one drink. They had headed to the same bar where Maura had met Jane just two days before. She was worried she would run into Jane again, but after they arrived, she did not see the trademark mane of dark curls anywhere. This both pleased and saddened Maura. She didn't want to see Jane with that hussy Charlie but she also had wanted to be able to at least catch of glimpse of the woman who had been able to get under her defenses so quickly.

Maura had stayed for her promised one drink but really wasn't in the mood to be out in such a loud and crowded atmosphere, especially with the memories of the last time she had been here with Jane serenading her. Saying her polite goodbyes, Maura got into her Prius and made her way back to her oceanfront home. It was bittersweet since her most recent memories there too were of such amazing intimacy with the infuriating aviator but it was still her sanctuary, and she needed that more than ever right now.

As she approached her driveway, she saw Jane's bike already parked there. Maura had to resist the urge to run it down just out of spite but managed to park in her usual spot. Taking a quick look to her porch, she saw the head of hair she had just been missing at the bar. Maura was back to being a well of emotions and she wasn't sure she was up to the task of what this encounter would bring.

Steeling herself with a few meditative breaths, Maura exited her car and headed to her front door. At the sound of her heels coming up the walkway, Jane popped up from her slumped position and Maura caught sight of a beautiful bouquet of flowers. Maura saw the brightly colored bellflowers mixed in with lilies, tulips, and freesias peeking out of the wrapping, which was held together by an interesting vine. Maura couldn't help the little gasp that escaped her lips. Sure, she had received flowers before but never such a clearly thought out gift presented in person. Maura felt her heart melting but she wasn't ready to forgive Jane so easily.

Deciding to ignore the repentant pilot, Maura continued to walk toward her front door. Jane surprisingly stepped aside, allowing Maura through with not so much as a word or touch. This shook Maura because she had only ever seen the overly confident, swaggering Jane. This particular Jane was something entirely different and Maura wasn't sure she liked it.

As she went to unlock her door, Maura heard a tiny voice say, "I understand that you are upset and you have every right to be." This caused Maura to pause but she still didn't turn around to look at Jane. The voice continued, a little stronger but still soft, "I just wanted to come by and give you these and let you know that what you saw isn't what you think. Charlie came on to me but I have no interest in her. It took me by surprise and I don't want you thinking that I would do that to you. Maybe the old me, but not after meeting you, Maura. Not after yesterday and this morning. I don't know how you did it but somehow I'm already yours."

Maura grasped her chest at these words. They were everything she wanted to hear and yet she couldn't let go of her anger, her hurt, and especially the embarrassment she had felt since seeing Jane with Charlie. So instead of saying anything, she resumed unlocking her door. Maura heard the defeated sigh that came from behind her and that was almost enough to melt her resolve completely and finally look at Jane.

But before she could turn around, Jane said in a sad, low rasp, "Ok, I get it. Just know that I do care about you and I will wait for you to forgive me. No matter how long it takes. Bye Maura." Maura heard the retreating steps of the woman who held her heart and finally turned around. Jane was already to her bike and was mounting up, preparing to ride away. Maura wanted to call out but her pride was still stopping her. She just watched as Jane rode away from her and her heart plummeted down past her stomach. It suddenly occurred to her that Jane had used her first name for the first time. Throughout all their activities, Jane, the self-assured woman who was always teasing and joking, had never used her given name, so in return Maura hadn't used Jane's either. But now, after all that had happened today, Jane had taken this seriously and even called her by her given name. Oh no, what had she done?

Just as she was ready to just go inside and shut the door on this whole day, Maura saw that Jane had left the stunning bouquet on her stoop. Bending down, she picked it up and brought the flowers to her nose to inhale the fragrant aroma. Tears collected in the corner of her eyes when she realized they smelled like lavender and vanilla, the same scent as her favorite perfume. Jane had meticulously chosen these flowers to make sure the scent matched exactly with one Maura liked. Jane really did care about her and she had just sent her away like a kicked dog.

To add insult to injury, Maura saw a delivery van pulling up to her home. The driver got out and made his way around the van to pull out a giant basket. As he approached her on the stoop, Maura saw the label and the tears readily slipped down her cheeks: Dean and DeLuca, one of her favorite gourmet markets. The driver asked her to sign for the package and placed it at her feet. Maura was barely able to sign given the tears sliding down her face causing the delivery man to look at her as if she had lost her mind.

Maybe she had because she had sent Jane away without even acknowledging her and here Jane had sent Maura a gourmet basket from one of her favorite stores containing all kinds of goodies, from spices to sweets, with everything in between. Although the two had not spent that much time talking, apparently Jane had been paying attention to both her words and her surroundings while she had been with Maura. Maura let out a sob at this realization.

Tears streaming down her face, Maura collected all of Jane's gifts and finally headed inside her home. She knew what she had to do. There was no way she could let this woman go. For the first time in her life, Maura felt both seen and heard for the person she really was and that was worth everything to her. She would make things right and bring her woman back to her.

A/N: :'-( Sad Maura and sad Jane...don't worry. Our ladies are finding their way back to each other soon...ish. ;-). Next up with be some best friend bonding time.