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Frost's facial recognition scan hadn't turned up enough to make a positive ID and Missing Person's had sent up a file with all the reports for the last week, and they still had nothing. Jane stared at the photo of the woman on her screen and she scowled. Somewhere out there was a young woman, killed brutally and left to whatever fate her remains may suffer.

She would be found, Jane knew that much. Their murderer wouldn't have sent a picture of his kill if it was going to be impossible to find. That thought alone kept her edgy. Cavanaugh had ordered extra patrols, and the beat cops were walking the streets looking for anything that might give them a lead. This case, which had started with what at first seemed like a convenience kill, or an argument gone horribly wrong, had turned itself on its head and left them all floating in the ether.

The distinctive click of heels snapped her out of her fog and she looked toward the doors as Maura walked through. The look on the doctor's face let her know that Maura couldn't find anything either. "The heart was healthy. There were no markers that could identify anything other than it was removed with an almost surgical precision. Whatever was used was extremely sharp."

The blonde set the folder on Jane's desk and turned to Frost. "The techs are looking over the letter, and the photos, but so far they've found nothing."

The man nodded almost in defeat, and Jane let loose a grunt of frustration. "This guy had to have made a mistake somewhere. We've just got to find it."

"Not tonight." Korsak left Cavanaugh's office, where he'd been holed up for the last hour. "Cavanaugh's orders. We've gone over every scrap of evidence, and found nothing, we don't have a body, so technically there's no murder."

"What? There's proof of murder right there!" Jane jabbed her finger at her computer screen.

Korsak shook his head sadly. "Not proof enough, Jane. You know that. Until there's a body we're running on nothing."

Maura's fingers touched lightly against the small of back, but she still stared at Korsak. "What about the heart delivered to Maura? Did that just materialize out of nowhere?"

The blonde flinched a bit. She had Susie running the DNA but there was no guarantee it would find a match. Korsak was right. So far they had a heart that may have been stolen from a medical school somewhere, but she highly doubted that. Unfortunately she had nothing to back up the idea that the heart's owner was murdered.

The older detective's hands came up in defense. "Jane, I trust your instinct here, but until there's more proof, our hands are tied."

"This is bullshit."

Korsak's brow furrowed. "Go home Jane. Don't make me make that an order."

For a moment no one thought the brunette was going to back down, until her posture eased and she nodded slightly. "All right. But I'm staying on call."

The older detective knew when to cut his losses and nodded. "If anything changes, you'll be the first to know."

Jane grabbed her coat then turned to Maura who was still standing beside her. "Guess that's my cue." Her smile was small but her eyes were shining.

R&I

Maura navigated the still snowy streets carefully as she made her way to Jane's apartment. The detective had insisted that their dinner was still on, and had asked for a couple of hours to get it ready. She was only too happy to provide that, even if she was a nervous wreck.

When Jane had asked to make dinner for her, she'd felt the start of butterflies in her stomach. It was in no way an unpleasant feeling. She just hadn't felt that way since college. Deep inside Maura knew that Jane meant more to her than anyone else ever had. It had been that way for a long time, and now that those feelings were able to be let free it was a bit overwhelming.

Parking in front of Jane's building was suprisingly easy that night, and she quickly grabbed her overnight bag and made her way up the stairs to her apartment. Stopping in front of the door, she decided that knocking was appropriate for the evening and quickly rapped on the door. Jane opened the it quickly, smiling at Maura and motioning her in.

She could smell sauce cooking on the stove in the kitchen that had her mouth watering, but the sight of Jane made her swallow heavily. She had on a red button down that Maura was sure she'd never seen before, and must have gotten tired of buttons just above her bra, because it was delightfully open across her upper chest. The faded jeans and bare feet just added to the look. "It looks...smells delicious."

Maura could feel her cheeks flood with red, but when she glanced to Jane she could see the dark eyes dart up from their own perusal and saw a matching blush. "Yeah it does."

They stared at one another for a moment, before bursting into laughter that seemed to break the tension in the room. "I don't know why I'm so nervous." Jane said, shutting the door, and stepping closer. "You look beautiful."

"Neither do I, and so do you." Maura smiled as the brunette leaned down to leave a kiss on her lips. What was meant to be a quick peck turned into more, that left them both breathless.

"You're going to make me burn the sauce." Jane murmured against her lips. The blonde left another quick peck then backed away to greet Joe Friday, smiling.

The detective was quick to finish the cooking and had two plates of her mother's spaghetti and meatballs dished up and on the counter that served as her dinner table. To Maura's suprise there were two glasses of wine alongside the plates, and the smile that hadn't left her face all night grew wider.

After the first bite she knew that Jane Rizzoli was going to be her's, if for nothing else but the food. "Jane this is excellent."

"Don't get too excited. This is about the only thing I can make that doesn't involve a microwave."

Maura laughed lightly, but shook her head. "I don't think so. I've seen you helping your mother. You know what you're doing."

The comment earned her a charmed smile and the blonde dug into the food in front of her. Conversation came easily over the meal, but it always had for them, and the nerves settled as the evening wore on. The dishes were handled quickly, and they'd settled on the couch facing each other. Maura rubbed her thumb over the hand Jane had slipped into hers along the back of the couch, "Are you still nervous?"

"Maybe a little. How about you Dr. Isles?"

"I feel I'm getting a hold on them quite nicely." Jane laughed and shook her head.

"Always so in control."

"Not always." Maura's smile was down right wicked as she leaned forward pressed her lips against Jane's.

The brunette somehow found herself with a lap full of Maura Isles and she didn't have a complaint about it. Leaving a small nip at the blonde's jaw, she trailed her lips down her throat, earning a moan for her efforts. Hands that had been gripping the collar of her shirt, grazed down her body, finding their way beneath the fabric, and she couldn't help her own moan of pleasure as Maura's hands found skin.

Jane wrapped her hands around Maura's waist and lifted bringing them both to their feet. Kissing the lips in front of her, she tugged the blonde toward the bedroom. "Tell me now, if you don't want this."

Maura's hand cupped her cheek. "Take me to bed, Jane."