Maura and Jane put in a request for a week off the first thing next morning. "We could go to Paris for our honeymoon." The brunette had suggested during coffee in the morning. It was meant as a joke. So, she was surprised when the blonde's reaction was excitement.
"I could finally show you the treasures of the city of lights." Maura exclaimed joyfully and Jane almost spilled her coffee.
"Sure Maur." She replied after clearing her throat.
"Don't worry, there will also be going out and other stuff." The blonde winked while laughing. Damn, that woman could really read her well, Jane thought and laughed with her.
"But not too much going out maybe? Like night and day." The brunette stated with some dirty thoughts on her mind.
"No, we will take care that some aspects won't get too uhh short. It's our honeymoon after all." Maura said in amusement.
Jane kept thinking about the wedding whenever time allowed it during the day. There was more dreaming and planning, which she really enjoyed.
"At least the FBI won't call me for that." Cavanaugh's voice drifted to her mind ad she saw him pointing to the guestlist which lay open on her desk.
"Well, I hope not." She stated and blushed. She had never done private stuff on her worktime before and felt somehow guilty. But her boss just smiled and asked if they had made any progress. Jane nodded as a reply. Cavanaugh seemed to be content with that answer and left the office.
Maura giggled when Jane told her about it later, stating that Jane was a naughty girl. The brunette snorted as she went to open the door for Frankie and Nina. Maura rolled her eyes as a reply to Janes noises.
Thomas Craig hadn't called yet and Jane was anxious that he wouldn't be able to find the gun anymore. So, the plan was to find some other evidence. Just in case the gun never showed up again. While Maura started to reread the autopsy report the other ones discussed the case again.
Jane glanced at Gradie, who showed a lot of interest in their work lately. She asked herself if Gradie was interested in becoming a detective one day. The young girl smiled at Jane who smiled back. Public school was doing her good. The teenager had already made some friends and Jane was more than happy for the girl. "She's great!" Frost whispered to the brunette. Both had hit off immediately. And Frost, who had become like an uncle, helped Gradie with her exams and homework.
"Jane?" Korsak asked and repeated what he had just said, when having her attention. Another potential lead had come up. The brunette took a sip of coffee as she focused on the wall which now functioned as a white board.
It was late in the evening, when everybody was getting ready to go. Maura hung a painting over their "white board" and Jane decided to take Korsak aside. He was touched when she asked him if he was willing to be her best man. "Sure, Jane. I'm honored. So, it's getting serious eh?"
"Yes." Jane giggled. "It is." She couldn't help but smile and Korsak nodded. "You are a perfect match."
Yes, we are she thought as she and Maura settled to bed. Maura as usual reading some medical article after they had done some talking about the case. Jane was reading a thriller. But her mind wandered off, like it had done so many times in the last days. She had her guestlist ready. There weren't many people she wanted to invite, but the ones she had on her list, were very important to her. Besides they wanted to do the wedding in their garden which was not that big.
It was almost midnight when she received a message from Thomas. Can't reach my friend, sorry. I'll try again tomorrow.
At least he hadn't forgotten Jane thought and prayed for good news the next day.
The next day started with sunshine. It was almost like spring when Jane drove Gradie to school. Lots of pupils were running around and the brunette was glad, that she hadn't go to school anymore. She picked some coffee on the way to the precinct where Frankie and Nina were already working on the other case.
After dropping her keys and gun to the first drawer of her desk she joined them. They had a suspect but weren't sure how to get a confession out of him. As Frankie and Nina seemed to have everything under control Jane passed at the morgue, where she was greeted by an overjoyed Kent, who had just managed to save another duck. The brunette chuckled as she saw them wander off to the elevators.
"Where is he going?" she asked Maura who looked up form her microscope, surprised to see her girlfriend at this time at the morgue.
"Who? What? Do we have another case?" the blonde asked cautiously. obviously not wanting to stop doing whatever she was doing.
Jane tilted her head and leaned against the desk. "Nope. Just wanted to see you, as I happen to have a little bit of time."
Maura smiled happily.
"You have to see this!" the blonde said then pointing to the microscope, and the brunette closed one eye to peer with the other through the hole. "What am I looking at?" she muttered as she could only see a green thing with a snowflake structure.
The blonde told her that it was some kind of fungus and lectured Jane until her girlfriend lifted her hand, laughing. "Stop! I don't understand a single word you say."
"Yes, but isn't it beautiful?" Maura asked.
"It was until you told me, that it is to be found in our food." Jane laughed and gave the blonde a soft kiss.
"We shouldn't do this in the office again." Maura said after their kissing had become more intense and Janes hands had started fumbling on the first button of her blouse. "You are right." Jane mumbled trying to cool down, blushing a little. This woman drove her crazy and she had to be careful not to get carried away.
She asked Maura again about Kent to change the topic. But didn't get an answer again. Probably Maura hadn't noticed Kent's new duck Jane contemplated in amusement.
"Constance called." Maura stated, destroying the last bit of Janes desire to undress the blonde and take her on the desk again. The brunettes mouth went dry. Well that explained Maura's absence of noticing Kent she thought.
"Oh. What did she say?" Jane asked. Maura explained that she hadn't picked up. Jane nodded, not sure what to say. The brunette thought if it would help if she talked to Constance. Probably not, seeing as the adoptive mother thought that she was bad influence on her daughter. But wasn't it worth a try?
"Jane, where are you?" Maura asked with a worried look on her face, touching the brunette's arm.
"I'm here baby." Jane replied and put a hand over Maura's brushing her thoughts away.
She left the morgue as her phone buzzed in her side pocket. Frankie needed some help and she needed to do some paperwork.
She knew immediately that something was very wrong, when she saw Frankie's face. "The suspect from Frosts case is gone." Her brother whispered.
"Gone?" Jane asked Frankie nodded and told her, that the guy had feigned to be sick in order to be taken to the hospital. The car he was taken in, had been hit by another car, and someone had helped the man to flee.
"Shit!" Jane muttered, thinking about Frost who was still living in their guestroom. Was he in danger? Probably the criminal would want to find and kill him. She was just trying to figure out what to do, when her phone rang again, this time it was Cavanaugh. "Come to my office. Now!" her boss bellowed into her ear.
Jane felt immediately how the palms of her hand got wet.
Cavanaugh looked serious but worried too when she closed the door behind her. "We have a problem." He started and Jane confirmed that she had already heard about it. He shot her a sharp look over his desk and furrowed his eyebrows. The brunette noticed that her boss was nervous too.
Jane felt, that he was looking for a way to help them and Frost. But it was a very difficult situation. She still tried to cope with the shocking news and the thoughts in her mind were running wild. They had to find this guy as quick as possible for sure.
It was Cavanaugh who finally spoke what they both thought. Frost needed surveillance. And he offered Jane to take some time off, in order to stay at home. The brunette accepted. Frankie and Nina had almost solved the other case anyway. So, she texted Maura after leaving Cavanaugh's office and drove home.