So sorry for the delay! Onwards and upwards we go!

"Maura?"

The blonde's head popped up as she was snapped from her concentration when the detective's voice rang through the upstairs hallway.

"Maura?" Jane repeated. "Ma just texted me and told me TJ is sick and Tommy's gotta go to work for a few hours. Lydia is out with her sister for some sorta party. You feeling like playing doctor?"

"Just give me a minute!" Maura called from her home office, quickly clearing her laptop's internet history and beginning to shuffle papers around.

"There you are!" Jane laughed as she walked away from the yoga room towards Maura's office. "I got out of the shower and you'd vanished."

"Don't come in!" Maura said quickly, rising to her feet and rushing to lock herself inside the office.

"Uh, what?" Jane asked, her hand turning the doorknob to no avail. "Maura, what are you hiding in there?"

"I'll be out in a moment to play doctor for TJ," Maura called through the door, returning to the large wooden desk to place the papers and other supplies into a locked drawer.

Jane's face fell as her mind began to race with the possibilities of what Maura was hiding from her behind lock and key.

"I'm just, gonna, ya know. Go downstairs and wait for Tommy to bring TJ," Jane said through the doorway. "You stay up here with your secrets as long as you want."

Hearing the defeated tone in her girlfriend's voice, Maura quickly abandoned her tasks in the office and made her way to the door in record time. Flinging it open, she saw the back of Jane's red flannel pajama pants and BPD hoodie.

"Jane, sweetie," Maura called as she took a few quick steps and reached for Jane's hand. "You know that I could never keep a secret from you."

"I'm just overreacting and being too sensitive," Jane shrugged, though she stopped walking down the hall and made no attempt to pull her hand from Maura's.

"Look at me?"

Hating herself for the vulnerability she felt, Jane turned around and met Maura's soft gaze.

"Now look down at my hands," Maura instructed with a gentle smile.

Doing as she was told, Jane looked down to Maura's hands and saw familiar markings on the pale flesh. Marks of various colors were scattered around Maura's fingers, some thinner and some thicker. Jane's mind immediately went to the hours she spent coloring with her younger brothers and the marks that marred their own hands after a few hours with markers.

"Arts and crafts?" Jane asked

"Your home made Christmas gift," Maura smiled. "I started working on it while you were in the shower and got a bit engrossed in the work. I know you're a snoop and want to keep my presents to you a surprise."

"Oh. Well, now I feel like an idiot."

"Don't," Maura said with a smile. "I would feel hurt, too, if you suddenly locked yourself in a room with no warning."

"So, then don't lock yourself in a room with no warning," Jane grinned. "And let me use my superior detective skills to figure out what you're making me for Christmas."

"Not gonna happen," Maura laughed as she began to walk with Jane towards their bedroom. "But you can figure out what I'm going to wear because a sick toddler and Alexander McQueen do not mix well, I am sure."

An hour later found Angela entering the main house with a crying TJ in her arms, his face red and tear soaked.

"Can you two watch him while I run to the store and get him some more Pedialyte?"

"Of course," Jane nodded, stepping away from the stove she'd been making chicken noodle soup at to walk towards her mother and nephew.

"I want Auntie Mo-Wa," TJ sniffled as tears continued to roll down his cheeks. "Where's Auntie Mo-wa?" he asked when he realized the woman in question wasn't in his sight.

"She went upstairs to her office and will be back really soon," Jane soothed the child, reaching out to brush his sweaty hair from his face. "She's looking in her books to make sure we know how to make you feel better as soon as we can."

"She make me feel better cuz she's soft," TJ hiccupped. "And I want to feel better nooooow," he wailed.

"I'm right here, honey," Maura stated as she re-entered the room, placing her book onto the nearest counter and walked directly to Angela who passed over the toddler, now reaching out for the doctor, into Maura's waiting arms. "Has his fever gone down at all?" she whispered to Angela as TJ situated himself against Maura's chest, nuzzling against the bare skin exposed by Maura's tank top.

"Not even a little," Angela sighed. "Jane's making him some soup and he'll be due for another dose of medicine after he eats. I shouldn't be gone long but you call me if anything happens. It's been decades since I've had a sick child but a mother never forgets."

"If I give him a bath, would you suggest I use warm water or cool water?"

"Lukewarm should help clear his sinuses and calm him down a bit," Angela instructed. "But make sure he's completely dry before getting him into clean pajamas."

"Of course," Maura nodded as she ran a hand up and down TJ's sweaty pajama top.

"How much soup should I give him?" Jane asked.

"Try to have him eat a small bowlful," Angela replied. "But don't be surprised if he throws it up. Lord knows you were a baby who loved to puke."

"Thanks, Ma."

Giving both women a smile and TJ a kiss to the crown of his head, Angela grabbed her purse and began to make her way to her car.

"I'm sorry my sick nephew ruined our relaxing evening at home," Jane sighed once her mother was gone.

"I'm not," Maura admitted. "Caring for TJ is something I find that I enjoy doing."

"Well, it looks like he enjoys it, too," Jane smiled as she gestured to TJ who was sucking his thumb as he rested his head over Maura's heart.

"My tummy feels ucky," TJ sniffled. "Make it better."

"We're trying, sweetie," Maura cooed. "Aunt Jay has some soup for you and then I'll take you upstairs for a bath."

"You gots med'cine for me?" TJ asked. "The purple kind tastes the best."

"I'll give you some after you eat your soup," Maura bargained.

"Mmkay," TJ nodded against the soft skin of Maura's bosom.

And with that, Maura sat at her dining room table with TJ refusing to leave her lap. Jane pulled a chair to sit closer to the pair, slowly bringing spoonfuls of chicken noodle soup to TJ's mouth. The toddler gratefully accepted the soup from his aunt, even managing a few weak giggles at the sounds Jane made to encourage him to eat.

"You go get him into the bath," Jane said once TJ finished his small serving of soup. "I'll tidy up here."

"How does that sound, TJ?" Maura asked the toddler. "Do you want to take a bubble bath?"

"Will it make my tummy less ucky?" TJ asked, puffy eyes looking up at Maura sadly.

"It might."

"What 'bout my head? Will it make my head not hurt?"

"A bath always makes my head not hurt," Maura replied.

"Okay," TJ sniffled, his arms wrapping tightly around Maura's neck as the blonde rose to her feet and, with a smile from Jane, began to walk towards her guest bathroom.

Watching her girlfriend offer soothing words to her nephew, Jane kept her gaze locked on Maura until the doctor was out of sight and she heard the bathtub begin to fill. As she began to load the dishwasher, Jane felt a stirring in both her chest and in her lower abdomen at the thought of Maura acting in such a maternal way.

Once she finished loading the dishwasher, she sent a text to her mother to let her know TJ had managed to keep his soup down before heading to the guest house to grab a fresh pair of pajamas from TJ's bag. When she made her way to the guest bathroom and leaned against the doorframe, the stirring in her chest and abdomen returned.

Maura had stripped down to her simple black bra and underwear, pulled her hair into a messy bun, and was sitting cross legged in the large bathtub with TJ on her lap. The toddler's eyes were fixed on the laptop Maura had set on the closed toilet seat, his eyes lacking tears for the first time since his arrival as he watched Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Maura was running a small washcloth gently over TJ's body, a content smile of her face.

"He looks like he's feeling better," Jane smiled, prompting Maura's head to turn away from the laptop and look towards her.

"He said that his stomach was feeling less ucky, though his head still is causing him pain," Maura reported. "But he didn't want to let me go to take the bath and I know how soothing skin to skin contact can be for those who are in need of soothing so I hope it's okay I've joined him in the tub."

"You gonna come in the tub, too, Aunt Jay?" TJ asked when the episode paused for advertisements. "We got the turtles on the 'puter."

"I'm gonna stay out of the tub this time, little buddy," Jane smiled. "But I brought you some medicine and if you promise not to throw up, maybe the three of us can snuggle on the couch when you're out of the tub."

"Okay!" TJ agreed happily.

"It's quite shocking how much he loves physical affection when you and your siblings are so adverse to it," Maura chuckled as TJ leaned fully against her front and resumed watched the show.

"Well, let's not forget he's Tommy's offspring and anybody with even an inch of Tommy's DNA would be begging to hop into the bath tub with you."

"Unfortunately for Tommy, there's only one Rizzoli I'm interested in," Maura smiled as she allowed her eyes to roam up and down Jane's body.

"Damn straight," Jane chuckled.

"Watch your language, Aunt Jay!"

Jane was always meticulous as she did her nighttime sweep of the doors and windows to their home to ensure they were locked but after the two women passed a sleeping TJ over to Angela after a dose of grape flavored medicine and a few more episodes of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Jane was eager to be in Maura's arms.

As she entered their bedroom, she was greeted by the sight of Maura just beginning to button her black silk pajama top.

"Not wearing my Red Sox hoodie to bed tonight?"

"I forgot to put the clothes in the washer into the dryer," Maura explained as she looked up to Jane. "But don't let that fool you into thinking you're getting it back anytime soon."

"I gave up hope that I'd get it back the minute you put the hoodie on," Jane noted before shutting the bedroom door and crossing the bedroom, her hands quickly coming up to cover Maura's. "But right now I don't think you should have anything on."

"Oh."

"Yeah, 'oh,'" Jane breathed as she began to unbutton the shirt Maura had only just begun to button. "Please don't be weirded out by this but seeing you with TJ has done something wacky to my libido," she explained as Maura allowed her to push the silk material from her shoulders and fall in a pile on the floor.

"Not weirded out at all," Maura confirmed, her hands haphazardly tugging at Jane's t-shirt until it was tossed across the room and Jane spun Maura around, pressing her back to Jane's front, and beginning to nip at the side of Maura's neck. "There is a perfectly good explanation why your libido is acting this way."

"Don't care about the explanation," Jane murmured against Maura's skin, her hands running up a yoga toned stomach to begin teasing pale breasts.

"God, I love your hands," Maura sighed as felt her body responding quickly to Jane's touches.

Her comment was rewarded with a bite to her neck and hearty squeeze to both breasts.

"You're base instincts are kicking in," Maura explained breathlessly, one of her hands coming up to clasp Jane's and begin guiding it downwards to where she so desperately wanted it. "You saw me interacting positively with a child and the instinct most creatures have to produce offspring is hitting youuu," she tried to continue, her last word turning to a hiss as both she and Jane's hand reached her wetness.

"Maura."

"And even though we can't reproduce in a way that some would consider normal, you still have the urge to engage in intercourse." Maura continued as she straightened two of Jane's fingers and guided them none too gently into her wet heat. A long moan fell from her lips as she began to help Jane thrust in and out of her, their hips grinding together in rhythm. "The urge to fuck me."

"I always have that urge," Jane admitted, keeping up her thrusting motions as she began to walk with Maura towards the bed. The blonde's knees reached the bed first and she immediately crawled onto it, Jane's fingers never leaving her as the detective crawled behind her and draped her body over Maura's.

"Good," Maura grinned. "But please," she pleaded when she realized Jane's fingers had stilled inside of her. "Follow that urge now and make me come. Please, Jane, make me come for you."

A smile on her face, Jane once again began to pepper Maura's neck in kisses and light nips as her fingers began a blistering pace in and out of Maura, the blonde gasping and moaning with each powerful thrust.

"More," Maura gasped when she felt her extremities begin to tingle, the silk of the pajama pants she wore providing extra sensation to her body.

"Do you want me to get the things?" Jane asked, her fingers never stilling in their movements.

"No," Maura said with a shake of her head. "I want your fingers making me come," she instructed, prompting Jane to quickly add a third finger to the ones already covered in Maura's arousal. "Oh, god, your fingers!" Maura gasped at the added sensation.

With Jane's fingers pumping steadily in and out of her and the heel of her palm providing just enough stimulation to her clit, Maura felt her entire body tense before the pleasure came crashing into her. Jane's name was cried from her lips as her entire body trembled, the fingers inside of her never stopping their ministrations until the honey blonde could no longer hold herself up on her hands and knees and she collapsed onto the bed, Jane's hand trapped between her legs.

"No," she mumbled when she felt Jane's fingers wiggle inside of her still sensitive pussy.

"Sorry," Jane replied, stilling her fingers. "Just trying to free my hand."

Wordlessly, Maura weakly lifted her lips to allow Jane just enough room to pull her fingers free from the confines of silk pajama pants and wet heat. When she heard the tell-tale smacking of lips above her, Maura found enough energy to roll over and wrap her arms around Jane's neck, bringing the brunette down into a fierce kiss that tasted of both Jane's toothpaste and her own arousal.

"If there's ever a weekend that we're not on call, can I spend the entire time going down on you?" Jane asked with a grin. "Cuz shit you taste good."

"Only if the following weekend I can go down on you the entire time," Maura replied, lifting her head up to give Jane one last kiss before encouraging her to roll off the doctor and prepare for sleep.

"Deal," Jane said as she rolled off Maura and quickly shut off the bedside lamp, allowing Maura to snuggle up next to Jane. "Did you want me to grab your pajama top?"

"Nope," Maura said as she settled against Jane's side, both women bare from the waist up.

"You sure? I'm pretty sure your house is colder than the morgue at night," Jane noted.

"You're here to keep me warm," Maura smiled. "Plus," she continued "less clothing now means more fun in the morning."

Once again, sorry for the delay! Reviews make me smile!