Jane dropped her suitcase onto the floor in the bedroom. It was the middle of the day and Maura was at work. She padded into the bathroom to take a long and hot shower before slipping into some Jeans and an old T-shirt. Then she slipped into her sneakers and grabbed her keys to drive to her parent's house to check up on Angela.

"You scared me to death." She admitted in an unusual open way which made her wonder about herself. Was that a result of her melting into the relationship with Maura? Did that make her soft? She wasn't sure if this was a good thing, because keeping a rough shell had always been her self-defense mechanism number one.

Her mothers surprised look told her everything she needed. Clearing her throat, she changed pattern and scolded her mother for not eating and drinking enough. Noticing that Angela must have felt speechless as the unusual honesty by Jane began to smile as they returned to their usual banter.

It wasn't that Angela knew about Janes soft side, but the brunette's usual ways to show her care were rough words, scolding and eyerolling. And she just couldn't handle her daughter's honesty unprepared.

Both women were satisfied when the talk ended in their usual almost fight when Angela said: "I could have died without grandchildren."

Jane huffed. "Ma, pulling that card is highly unfair, don't you think so? According to the doctors you are in perfect health and not even close to dying."

It was the way they interacted and expressed their love for each other. And reaching that point made Jane feel comfortable and grin when she left her parents house with the promise to return Sunday with Maura for family dinner.

Angela's word had left a seed in her though. Maura and she had talked about having kids and Maura had said, that she had wanted to when being younger but not necessarily anymore. Jane felt the opposite way. Which didn't mean that she needed kids. Maura's and her life was very fulfilling and they were still at the beginning of their relationship.

Moreover, she still had a Job which made her travel a lot which meant that Maura had to take care of their kids a lot on her own. Wouldn't that be unfair? Musing about the topic made her conclude that it was probably better to have no kids at all. Why should they anyways if they were fine without.

She glanced at her watch when walking into the precinct where she was to meet Korsak because of the cold case. The elder detective had managed to convince the judge to reopen the case because of their suspicions and had invited the husband for an interrogation. Holding his promise, he had scheduled it on a day and time when Jane could watch.

The officer at the reception desk handed a visitor's batch to her and gave her directions to the bullpen where she arrived only minutes later. Her steps bouncing in excitement. Korsak grinned at her antics and filled her in about how the interrogation usually worked. Jane listened carefully, eager to start uncovering some possible lies and finally solving the case after all these years.

Bringing justice to a victim felt highly satisfying she thought, hoping that they were able to nail the husband if it had really been him. Otherwise, she hoped they would find the culprit and lock him up. There was a young detective hammering away on his keyboard, listening half heartedly at their conversation.

This must be Frost Jane thought, knowing the young man as Korsaks partner from Maura's storied. "He's a very good detective, but he has one weakness. He can't see a body without puking. I feel sorry for him because everybody at the precinct makes fun of him." The doc had once told Jane over dinner.

The pilot took him in. He had a sweet and warm smile; his brown eyes were curious and open as he finally glanced up from his computer to greet her. She watched him stand from his chair and pad over to the printer, taking out the sheet he had just sent to it and how he handed it to Korsak.

"Here's a drawing of the timelines and the witness accounts." He stated rather shyly but proud. Korsak studied it for a moment and then smiled at the younger detective. "Good work. You did that on your computer?"

Frost chuckled briefly. "Yes. There is a special program. I wrote it when I was at the academy because I think its very important to visualize things. And I'm not so good with the white board. Moreover, you cant put the whiteboard into the files for your report right?"

Jane saw that Korsak tried not to feel old and nudged him slightly. "With your experience and Frost's skills nothing can go wrong right?" she winked and Korsak who seemed to ponder her words finally smiled. "Yes. I have almost 30 years of experience. And I solved almost every case in my career. But this" he stopped and pointed to the sheet in his hand "never left me. I always said that if I ever get to solve it, I'll feel better about retiring. And maybe I will when its over. Wouldn't it be symbolic to end my career with the case I started it with? And I think that its clearly time to let the younger generations do their magic."

Frost hitched a breath and his eyes widened. "You can't retire detective Korsak. Its like MS Rizzoli said, we need your expertise."

"You will gain your own expertise Frost." He smiled. "But I'm not sure about retirement. I just said that it would feel right and that im getting closer." He stopped and glanced at Jane. "So, are we ready to kick some suspects ass?"

Jane nodded. "Ready!" she said in excitement, curious to see if the interrogation worked the way they were always shown in the TV shows because she had learned that many things were noticeable different in real life than they were presented on TV. Only seldom TV mirrored true life.

R&I

The door opened in her back and she felt a hand touching her waist gently. A scent which she would recognize everywhere filled the room and she saw a smile split her face in the window in front of her. It gave a look into the interrogation room but also reflected her long frame. And in this mirror, she found Maura's face appear behind her, while warm arms slipped around her slim waist. The docs face came close to hers to leaving a tender kiss on her cheek before resting on her shoulders.

"Hey." She smiled happily and Maura said "Hi. How was your flight?"

Jane pulled Maura's arms closer and felt the docs front pushing into her back. "Good. Fun." She replied. "How is your day going?"

"Much better since I walked into the room." Maura chuckled and Jane nodded. "Same here."

They watched in silence how Korsak slipped Frosts drawing towards the husband, asking him if he noticed something. The man who was sitting with his front towards the window studied the chart and slowly shook his head.

Korsak was sitting with his back to them so they couldn't see the expression on his face, but they listened to his words. For a while they watched the interrogation in silence. Jane covering Maura's hand which were resting on her belly with her own. It felt so good. She realized that she would never have been able to forgive herself if she had risked it all for a stupid fling.

A fling she didn't even wanted or needed. But the player had been a part of her for so long, that she wasn't surprised that it had come out for a brief moment. It was like a habit and humans were a creature of habit. But they were also able to change. And she was going to change that over time and beat the player in her down as often as it was necessary.

She kept following the interview while pondering the question whether to talk with Maura about it or not. The doc would understand, but she would hurt. And Jane didn't want to hurt her. She didn't want to threaten the trust. But wasn't not telling her the same? Not that anyone could tell Maura, but it somehow felt like betraying Maura if she didn't tell her.

The suspect began to shift nervously in his seat when Korsak confronted him with the fact that he had been seen several times with the so-called customer at the bowling alley. The older detective was skilled, and Jane huffed when the suspect finally asked for a lawyer which meant that the interrogation was over. But it also meant that Korsak was on the right path.

He calmly grinned at Jane when he left the interrogation room. The women slowly moved out of their embrace and the pilot noticed how he wasn't surprised nor disturbed by their display of affection. In the contrary: he gave them a warm and understanding smile.

"We are going to wait for his lawyer. Meanwhile I'm going to go back to the bullpen. Frost let me know that he found something which could proof that he did it." He shoved the phone into the pocket after reading his colleagues text leaving Jane torn between following Maura into her office for a cup of coffee or following Korsak. The case was interesting, and Maura nudged her softly saying "Go. I have a lot of work anyways."

Jane nodded and they exchanged a quick kiss before leaving the room. Jane and Korsak walked to right, Maura to the left. The pilot's eyes followed the petite who walked elegantly on her 6inch heels and chuckled. The doc kept leaving her mesmerized.

She caught an amused look, feeling like a dumb teenager when turning her head towards Korsak. "Awwww, love is beautiful." He winked and Jane blushed realizing that she kept exposing her feelings and weaknesses to the world. It was human, she knew, but she had always hated it because she had always connected the showing of you feel with bad consequences since loosing Alex. She had always thought that if they hadn't kissed in public under the bleaches, Alex would still be alive today.