I'm so happy everyone enjoyed Rizzles Christmas. I was a little nervous. And now based on the wonderful suggestion of the wonderful people out there reviewing, I present jealous Jane. I hope everyone likes it. Thanks again to everyone for reading and following and reviewing!

Jane pulled off her blue nitrile gloves and put her hands together, bringing them to her lips. She puffed air between them in a vain attempt warm up. Why couldn't murderers be thoughtful enough to kill inside during the winter? A few more feet and they'd be in a warm house instead of out here in a frigid garage. Jane hopped around to get the blood going, watching Maura give some final instructions to an assistant. Maura in earmuffs was certainly the most adorable thing Jane had ever seen, and she'd seen her share of Maura adorableness.

Korsak and Frost snapped her attention back to the crime scene at hand. She shook her head, realizing that maybe it wasn't the best time to be checking out her girlfriend. Sometimes she just couldn't help herself.

"What do ya think?" Korsak asked her.

Jane stepped out on to the driveway and took a long, sweeping look at the garage. It was pretty neat for a garage, Jane had noted. Things hung up and organized, snowblower at the ready, lawnmower put away in the back. The only thing out of place was a patch of the concrete next to the car that was now stained with blood.

Jane rubbed at the scars on her hands. A tick she'd developped since they'd formed. It didn't help that they hurt in the cold. She shoved them down into the deep pockets of her warm wool coat. "I don't know," was the only answer she could think of. "But it's late and we've been over every inch of this place, and we aren't going to figure it out by standing out here freezing. Let's have this conversation in the morning."

The click of Maura's heels announced her arrival at Jane's side. "A study at the University of California, San Diego School of Medicine suggests that rapid eye movement or REM sleep can enhance our creative problem solving abilities."

Jane looked over and down at her girlfriend, smiling. "Thank you for that Dr. Isles."

Maura smiled. "You're welcome Detective Rizzoli."

Korsak and Frost rolled their eyes at Maura and Jane's over the top professionalism. Practically the whole department knew they were together, and using fancy titles didn't stop the two women for eyeing each other up constantly.

"Are you going back to the morgue?" Jane asked, dropping the pretense.

Maura shook her head. "No. I prefer not to do my autopsies after a 15 hour workday, and these boots are killing me," she whimpered, leaning against Jane as she reached down to adjust ungodly high heeled boots.

Jane offered her support on the icy driveway. "Alright. I'll meet you at your place. We've just got a few things to do here."

Maura smiled and pulled Jane's hand from her pocket to give it a loving squeeze. "Okay. I'll see you soon."

Korsak and Frost offered their usually teasing by making kissy faces at her. "Alright, alright," Jane said, waving them off as she chuckled. "You're both just jealous."

Frost handed an evidence to a nearby CSU and chuckled. "Looks like we aren't the only ones who should be jealous," he said nodding in the direction of the street.

Jane looked down the driveway to see a uniform with a long braid spilling from out the back of her cap having a rather animated conversation with one Maura Isles. Jane just shook her head and waved it off, as she saw Maura lift her new purse to show the other woman. "Nah, see there just talking about Maura's new Beluga...ciaga...whatever bag."

"Balenciaga," Korsak offered.

Jane and Frost just turned and gave him a look.

"What? I've been married three times. I've bought my share of peace offerings. With the second wife it was fancy purses."

Frost just chuckled. "Well I'd just keep an eye on that one. She's got the hots for your woman."

Jane played it cool. "That's alright. She can admire the purses. I'm the one who gets to admire everything else."

"I bet the doc's got lots to admire," Korsak added to the conversation before he could censor himself. Jane and Frost shot him hard looks. "I'm just sayin."

Jane punched her partner playfully in the shoulder. "You're a creepy old man."

Admiring a purse was one thing, Jane was not amused when she saw the same officer admiring her girlfriend's ample decolletage the following morning. Jane realized she was probably that obvious when it came to checking out Maura's assets, but she was allowed to. Nobody else was, and certainly not in the coffee line.

Jane strode up to join Maura. "Dr. Isles."

Maura turned away from her current conversation and smiled at Jane. "Hi, I was just thinking I should bring you up a cup," she said, taking Jane's hand and lacing their fingers together as she stepped closer. Only Jane saw the look her uniformed 'competition' gave entwined hands. Maura was oblivious to what was going on and kept talking. "Officer Edwards was just admiring the locket you got me for Christmas," she continued, fingering her shiny new necklace.

Jane shot a look over Maura's head. "I'm sure she was." She looked the other woman up and down. They were about the same height, but that was the last of the similarities. Edwards had a more feminine build, especially compared to Jane's slim, boyish figure. Edwards was pretty, with blonde hair and blue eyes, a nice smile, but no dimples. Maura was a sucker for dimples as Jane had discovered. Jane didn't feel threatened, but she didn't like the idea of someone else so flagrantly oggling her woman.

Edwards stared back at Jane. "You have excellent taste Detective."

Jane smirked. "Yes I do."

Maura remained oblivious to the pissing contest going on around her, but as if on cue, leaned in to kiss Jane's cheek, before ordering their coffees. Remembering the manners that had been instilled in her as a child. She turned back to Edwards. "Would you like something?" She asked.

Edwards shook her head. "That's okay Doctor, I'll get it."

"Please," Maura insisted, handing over an extra bill to cover the added cost.

"Thank you," Edwards said, taking the offered styrofoam cup.

Jane kept a firm hold on Maura's hand as they strolled out into the lobby, sipping her sweet coffee, enjoying how perturbed it made Maura's new admirer. "You got that report?" She asked, pushing the down button on the elevator for her girlfriend.

"Patience," Maura chided, with another kiss to Jane's cheek. "I'll bring it up to you when I'm done," she said stepping on to the arriving elevator. "I might not be finished by the end of the day. I may have to bring it over to your apartment this evening," she continued with a playful wink.

Jane smiled wide. "Then by all means, take your time doctor."

Maura giggled, and offered a little wave as the elevator doors closed. Jane turned around to look at Edwards. "I catch you admiring any more of Doctor Isles' jewelery, or dresses, or shoes and the next time you're around her, she'll be performing your autopsy."

Edwards only smiled back. "Afraid of a little competition Detective?"

Jane grinned and chuckled, brushing passed the other woman on her way to the stairwell. "It's not a competition when there's already a winner," she shot back over her shoulder, before heading up the stairs.

Seriously? Jane thought as she and Maura walked into the Dirty Robber a couple of evenings later. She spotted Edwards across the room as soon as she was through the door. I've never seen this woman til this week and now she's everywhere. She was in back at a pool table with a group of guys, a few of them officers Jane recognized. One of them was Frankie.

Maura waved across the crowded bar as she spotted Edwards as well. Jane pretended not to notice as she took her usual spot in the booth across from her girlfriend. "What are you drinking, baby? Wine?" She asked as the waitress came over.

"No..." Maura started mulling it over for a second, then her face lit up as she thought of something. "A lime margarita," she said excited. "Shaken, but no salt."

Jane smiled lovingly at Maura's excitement. Maura alwasy got excited whenever she deviated from her routine, even in the slightest. "MGD for me," Jane said, sticking with her routine. "So," she said when the waitress was gone. "What do you wanna do for New Year's?"

Maura bit her lip as she thought about it. "Well my mother usually insists I go to the New Year's ball that the Fairfield's put on," she started as the waitress came back with their drinks. "I hate going, Garrett Fairfield always gets drunk and throws himself at me," she continued, lifting her drink to her lips and taking a long sip. "You could come with me."

Jane took a gulp of her beer. "Ah, no thanks. I don't want to get arrested for killing one of Boston's hoitiest toitiest billionaires, after he makes a drunken pass at you."

Maura smiled, the big one Jane loved the most. The one that made a crater in her cheek. The one that flashed all her teeth and made big, beautiful eyes shine. "You'd kill him?"

Jane nodded, gulping down more beer. "I'd definitely kill for you."

"As barbaric as that is. I find it slightly arousing."

Jane tipped her bottle in Maura's direction. "You picturing me in that Roman soldier costume again aren't you?"

Maura took another sip of her margarita. "Yes I am. I do like it when you get protective and territorial."

Jane grinned as she watched Edwards making her way passed them and towards the bar. "Hello," Maura said when she noticed Edwards walking by.

"Hello doctor," the other woman said back, ignoring Jane's side of the booth completely. It only made Jane's grin widen. "Is that dress new?"

Maura smiled, oblivious as usual. She looked down at her short sleeve, navy blue dress. "It isn't, but I had forgotten I ordered it some time ago, and I found it in my closet the other morning, when I was looking for new stockings."

Jane smirked when she remembered why Maura needed to go find a fresh pair of stockings that morning. Maura really needed to start getting dressed completely before Jane got out of the bathroom. Walking in on Maura in just her underwear, foot propped up on the edge of the bed, rolling her silky, black stockings up her legs, was too much sexy in the morning for Jane to handle. Stockings really did rip too easily.

Maura just continued to ramble about her old/new dress. Something about stiching. Jane didn't know anything about stitching, but she did know that she liked how it made Maura's boobs look awesome.

Jane snapped her attention away from tits and beer when she saw Edwards run her fingers over the stitching along the neckline of Maura's dress. She turned her piercing, dark eyes up. "Hands off," she said, her already deep voice dropping into a more hostile range. Edwards lifted her fingers from where they were tracing the smooth fabric that covered Maura's shoulder.

Maura turned to look at Jane her eyes widening with surprise. Jane kept her steely gaze on Edwards. "I warned you the other day. I get very jealous and I don't appreciate you so flagrantly coming on to my girlfriend."

That surprised Maura even more and she too turned to look up. "You're not interested in the stitching at all are you?"

"I'm interested in what's underneath it."

Jane couldn't keep her cool any longer. "That's it," she seethed, hopping out of the booth and rising to her full height, pleased that she could look down on the other woman, even if it was only an inch. "Get out, before I knock you out."

"Whoa, whoa, detective," Edwards said, holding up her arms in mock fear. "You're not the one I want to get physical with."

Jane reached out a long arm, and grabbed Edwards by the front of her t-shirt. Jane pulled her in and practically growled. "The next words out of your mouth better be an apology for sayng such crude things to a lady like Doctor Isles, or you'll be drinking your meals from a sippy cup for the next few weeks."

Edwards swallowed hard. A few heads were turned in their direction. Her buddies had started over, but Frankie had stopped them. "I'm...I'm sorry," she sputtered. Satisfied, Jane pushed her back.

"Now leave, and if I you so much as dream about the good doctor here, I'll know and I'll give you some black to go with those blue eyes. I've been told I can be very barbaric."

As Edwards scampered off, Maura tossed a few bills onto the table for their half finished drinks and stoop up, looping an arm with Jane's. The other people in the bar turned back to what they were doing before, while Maura tugged Jane towards the door. She was beyond turned on. Jealous Jane mixed with Defending the Honour Jane was causing things to happen in her body that Maura did not believe were medically possible. "I really wish we had that costume," she groaned as she pulled Jane towards her car.