Maura followed Jane out to the bedroom and they spent the whole night exploring each other's bodies. For the first time, there was no underlying rule, or sticking to the social norms of their relationship, rather it was simple and pure. They woke up hours later with lack of sleep, but still not wanting to waste the day away. Jane spent another twenty minutes sleeping as Maura got ready and showered. The detective thought about joining her twice, but her eye lids could not lift up as easily as they usually would be able to. Her eye lids fell heavy and she drifted back to sleep before she could smell bacon cooking downstairs. Mmm, bacon. I'm getting more than I bargained for. Jane took another sniff of the air. Never mind, its turkey bacon. Damn, Maura, always teasing. She pulled herself out of bed and walked to the kitchen. She was eager to see if the coffee has already been brewed. Maura was standing by the stove just finishing cooking the last few pieces. Maura looked up.

"Good morning." She said it with a knowing smile. She had no doubt in her mind that it was a good morning. Maura was already dressed. She had on a white blouse and darker grey slacks. Her hair was curled slightly, giving her waves around her face. She walked up to Jane and planted a kiss on her lips. Jane was slightly taken back from it but still appreciative.

Jane smirked back. "Morning."

"I made your coffee. I heard you get up." Maura brought over a Boston Police Department mug over to Jane. It made Jane smile at the thought of how blended their lives and careers were. Jane was in dark blue gym shorts and an old black t-shirt; still her pajama clothes.

"Are you hungry? I made breakfast." Maura began making Jane's plate before she had even responded. Jane glanced up at her without answering. The doctor continued, "After last night, it is important to replenish-

Angela made a loud noise as she walked into the kitchen obviously coming from the guest house. Both women turned their head to her. Jane had an obvious look of disappointment on her face. Shit.

"Well, if it isn't my two favorite daughters." Angela walked over with an obvious knowing smile on her face.

"I thought you had work today?" Jane asked, hoping Angela would leave quickly.

"Stanley said he didn't need me today because he is training some new girl to help out so I don't have to work weekends anymore. Anyways, how was your girls' night?" Angela asked with a tone insinuating she knew everything.

Jane spit out her coffee. "I have to go walk Jo. I gotta go."

"What, no. I thought you two had something to tell me." Angela answered with disappointment.

"Jane, you should eat breakfast. After last night-

"I have NO idea what you're talking about, MA or MAURA." Jane spit back. Jane glared at Maura to warn her she was not interested in the topic. She obviously did not want to dive into this conversation now or possibly ever. With that, Jane was out the door, nearly running for her car. Maura looked slightly insulted as she analyzed Jane's reaction, but knew better of what Jane's intentions were with the comment.

Angela turned to Maura as soon as Jane left.

"Alright, spill it, Maura. How long?" Angela asked.

Maura contemplated the question uncertain about what exactly Angela was asking. How long did the sex last? How long did I last? I didn't last long at all. How long did it take to have sex? I don't think Jane wants her mother to know anything because she left so eagerly for the door when Angela walked in. Maura's face showed every thought that passed through her head.

"What do you mean 'how long?'" Maura asked honestly uncertain of which question Angela was referring to.

"How long have you and Jane been 'ya know'?" Angela nudged her and nodded her head.

"Angela, I don't understand what you're referring to."

"Did Jane tell you not to tell me anything? Maura! You have to. Jane doesn't tell me anything, you're the only link I have to the rest of her life other than Frankie."

"Jane did no such thing." Maura wasn't budging from her stance.

"Well, just tell me this then. Are you two a couple?"

Maura sighed slightly. She couldn't hide her small face of frustration. "No."

Angela smiled brightly, absorbing the look of Maura's face. "Oooooooooh! But you want to! You got it bad for my Janie."

Maura glanced back up to Angela's face slightly dumbfounded that Angela was able to determine how deep her emotions ran for her daughter within the course of seconds.

"How did you know?"

"Maura, baby, I have always known. You two have been eyeing each other for years now. That's part of the reason I've been calling you family. I knew it would only be sooner or later that you two would take the plunge."

"Well, we're not anything yet. Jane should be telling you this information though. It would be inappropriate for me to share this without Jane's permission."

"Fine, fine. As long as I know my two babies are finally getting along like they are SUPPOSED to." Angela winked. She left the room glowing. Maura turned down and stared into her coffee mug. She glanced at the counter and saw she had a new text message. She turned on her phone. Scratch that, six new text messages.

Jane: Do not tell her anything!

Jane: Don't let her guilt trip you.

Jane: Be very illusive.

Jane: Maur, I know you can't lie..but if you could, just bend the truth this once…

Jane: Oh, god. Why haven't you responded?

Jane: I'm assuming Ma knows everything now.

Another text message came in as Maura held her phone.

Jane: And now she is calling me…great. You're in trouble now.

Maura smiled as she read all of the text messages. It was in an odd way endearing how much Jane ran from her mother, yet would do anything for her.

Jane sat at her apartment on the couch still in her pajamas. She was holding the phone as she saw her mother's face bright up on the screen for the fourth time.

"Ma, what?"

"Jane Clementine Rizzoli, don't you answer the phone like that to me."

"What do you need, Ma?" Jane was trying to keep it short. She figured by answering the phone now she would make her mother lay off for a little while longer before the true inquisition started.

"Nothing! I just wanted to check in on my daughter after she had left so abruptly." Angela waved her hands up in the air as she walked around in the guest house.

"If this is about what you think you saw last night, you don't know what you're talking about."

"I think what I saw last night was my daughter finally growing a pair."

Jane blushed slightly from the statement. First Maura, now Ma, does no one think I have guts around here?

"Ma! Don't talk like that. It's not lady-like." Jane was still surprised by her mother's language. Also, it didn't hurt to deflect in this situation.

"Lady-like? And where are your manners, Jane Rizzoli? Finally you and Maura get together and you can't even tell your own mother?"

"What? Ma, you're-

"And you're not even a couple yet! You can't treat Maura like that!"

"Ma, I gotta go. Jo is about to flood my apartment if I don't take her outside." Jane hung up. She was still analyzing her mother's words.

Jane took Jo Friday outside after throwing on a sweater. Why is she upset with me about not establishing who I'm seeing, rather the fact that I just slept with Maura, a woman? And she wants us to be a couple. I'm not even treating Maura badly. What does she mean I can't treat her like that? Like what? Jane's mind sifted through the conversation she had just had. Although she kept analyzing all the words her mother had used, she knew deep down what her mother was getting across. It was okay that she loved Maura, but it was not okay to string Maura along. It wasn't fair to Maura. Her phone buzzed twice as she continued walking.

Maura: I did the best I could but you know I cannot lie.

Maura: If I'm in trouble, what kind of punishment does that entail? ;)

Jane smiled as she read the messages.

Jane: No sex for a week.

Maura: False.

Jane: Have dinner with me tonight.

Maura: TWO dates in a row? New record for Jane Rizzoli.

Maura's sense of humor has really been growing over the years, especially with Jane's influence. Frost and Korsak rubbed off on her a bit as well.

Jane: Is that a joke? I guess I can assume that's a 'no' on the date then.

Maura: No, wait, Jane. I'd love to have dinner. I was just joking.

Jane: Thought so. I'm cooking for you. See you at 6pm.

Jane: So the record is clear. We are dating as of now.

Maura smiled ear to ear as she read the last of Jane's texts. They had gone so far together, yet, they still had so much to talk about. There was so much air to clear.

I think I got a little cutesy here, but, uh. Yeah. Like I said, I'm not usually fond of the date thing, but I guess when I go out, I go all out; full-pansy-status. Enjoy! What do you ladies think our couple needs to clear up?