Maura sat up and took Jane's hand. "Jane, what is going on? You are all over the place tonight. This week actually. From marriage to sex and back to marriage."

When Jane didn't answer her, Maura straddled her lap, put her arms around Jane's neck and forced Jane to look at her. "Talk to me."

"I just...I don't know." Jane looked down and shook her head. "I feel...guilty."

"The baby?" Jane nodded. "Jane, I know you aren't going to want to hear this, but you need to talk to someone. You've pushed these feelings down for a long time and never really grieved. Your pain, now that you are dealing with it, is still raw. New."

"Maura, I..."

Maura put two fingers on Jane's lips. "I know." She kissed Jane. "Now, about this marriage thing. I think you are trying to take your pain away by finding something else to dive into."

Jane looked at Maura. "You are not something to dive into. You are something to be loved and cherished. And I truly want to know if you want to get married. To me. At some point."

Maura tilted her head. "I...I...don't know." At Jane's look she rushed to clarify. "Jane, I came to the conclusion a long time ago that marriage was not in the cards for me. Remember when I told you that and told you I was thinking of freezing my eggs?" Jane nodded. "I had my eggs frozen because I had no marital prospects." She shrugged. "But now I have you. And I have no clue what that means, but I know I love you. I'm in no hurry to rush this. Are you?"

"So that's a no?"

Maura chuckled. "It's a 'we are in new territory here and why rush into anything' answer."

Jane cupped Maura's face. "But are we headed in that direction?"

Maura realized what Jane was actually asking.

"Jane, you are not a fad, phase or a pit stop in my romantic life. I can honestly say that if I ever get married, it will be to you. Only you. If I ever have children, it will be with you. Does that make you feel any better?"

Jane pulled Maura's head down and began kissing her. She ran her hands up the blonde's thighs and slipped her hand under Maura's skirt, letting her fingers stroke her inner thigh. Maura drew in a shaky breath and raised up on her knees, placing her hands on the detective's shoulders.

"Please Jane..."

The detective nodded and ran her fingers to Maura's center. She pulled back and smirked at Maura. "You aren't wearing any underwear." Maura shook her head. "I know what you want."

Maura nodded as she kissed Jane and squirmed, trying to find Jane's fingers. Jane took mercy on the doctor and slipped her fingers into the blonde.

Jane watched as Maura, eyes closed, threw her head back, and rode her fingers. Jane's fingers were covered in Maura's juices and she loved watching Maura, lost in passion, unguarded.

Maura was moving fast and Jane was thrusting into her with equal passion. Maura clutched her lover and moaned as her orgasm overtook her. Jane held her as she came down, and whispered her love for the blonde.

Jane turned them so that they were spooned on the couch. Maura was asleep almost immediately.

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Jane spent the night watching Maura sleep and thinking. As the sun came up, Maura began to wake.

"Good morning."

Maura stretched and smiled at Jane. "Morning." Maura sat up and realized she was naked. "Jane? When did I get naked?"

"You didn't. I took your clothes off." She gestured toward a chair that had Maura's clothes from the night before neatly folded on the seat.

"Thank you. You know..."

"How you hate wrinkles in your clothing? Even ones that need to be dry cleaned?" Jane got up and kissed Maura. She had meant for it to be a quick peck, but Maura had other ideas.

"You have too many clothes on." Realizing what she sad, she took a good look at Jane. "Did you sleep at all last night?"

Jane shrugged. "A little. I like watching you sleep."

"Let's go upstairs and let me help you relax. It's Saturday after all."

They began kissing, Maura naked and Jane half undressed. Just as the kissing got heavier, Angela cam barging in the side door,. Seeing the naked form of Maura in the hands of her half naked daughter, Angela shrieked, "Janie! What are you doing to her?"

Jane grabbed at the blanket on the couch to try and cover Maura.

"Ma! You can't just come in here whenever you want anymore! You might see things..."

"Like my daughter molesting poor Maura?"

Maura, now covered in the blanket, turned to face Angela.

"Angela, Jane isn't molesting me."

"Ma, could you please knock before coming in from now on? I don't want you seeing Maura naked or worse."

Wanting to get out of there quickly, Angela agreed and hurried out of the house.

Maura pulled on Jane's hand. "Let's go upstairs so I can take care of you."

"Maura! You can't possibly want to go make love after my mother just burst in?"

"No. I want you to spend the day in bed, resting. And I want to dote on you. Please?"

"Ok."

Maura did want to dote on Jane, but she also had an idea to help her girlfriend deal with her grief. And she wasn't sure Jane would want to hear her idea.

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