Happy weekend everyone. Stay sane during the pre-holiday craziness.

As always, I own nothing, but have a great time borrowing.

Remember – italics are thoughts, bold italics are dreams.

The best laid plans – Friday

Jane was getting into a routine. Take Jo for a walk and then go to the BPD for a run on the treadmill. At the end of the shift, do some bag work. The benefits Jane was noticing was that her already toned body was getting more toned and she was running for longer distances without getting winded. Her body was exhausted enough that she was falling into a deep and dreamless sleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Friday morning was no different. After her shower, she settled into her desk to finish the paperwork on the case they just closed. She decided to send Maura a text to confirm they were going to lunch today.

Jane: Are we meeting for lunch today?

Within minutes, her phone vibrated with a text alert.

Maura: That would be lovely Jane. I've missed you.

Jane felt a warmth expand within her. Maura was so sweet and kind. She decided to return the sentiment.

Jane: Missed you you in the morgue and go to the Robber?

Maura: Yes. I will see you at 1:00

Maura looked at the clock. 12:45. Time to make some apparel adjustments. Jane hasn't been around for a couple of days, so Maura plans to take advantage of the time she will spend with Jane. She checks her hair in the mirror and undoes one button on her blouse. Maura fixes her skirt so that when she crosses her legs, it will ride up a couple more inches and she waits for Jane with excitement.

Jane walks through Maura's door at 12:59. "Hey Maura."

"Hello Jane." Maura spins in her chair and crosses her legs. She watches Jane's eyes as they travel up her legs, pause at her breasts and finally end at her eyes. Maura smiles as she sees the change of size of Jane's irises and a slight flush to her skin. Mission accomplished.

"Are you ready for lunch?"

"Uh... What? Right. Yes. Let's go." Jane snaps back to the here and now. Sigh. It's not wrong to notice how beautiful she is, right? I was looking at what designer clothes she was wearing. That's all. Whew.

The ladies head to the Robber and order their lunch. They catch up on the past couple of days.

"Are we doing a movie night tonight, Maur?"

"Yes, we can do that. I believe it's your turn to pick out the movie?"

Jane rubs her hands together. She wasn't sure what she was going to pick out yet, but it wasn't going to be a documentary!

"Jane, did you get the email about the department Holiday Party? The theme is going to be 'Ugliest Christmas Sweater.'"

Jane rolls her eyes. "Yes. I saw that. Why?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to go shopping with me on Saturday to help me pick out an appropriate sweater for the gathering."

"Seriously Maura? You actually have to go shopping for an ugly holiday sweater? You don't own one?"

Maura was confused. "Why would I own an ugly sweater Jane?"

Jane sighs. "Maur, sometimes people get ugly sweaters as gifts. The giver thinks they are very nice, but the receiver thinks they are ugly. That is the whole concept of this party. Yes, I will go shopping with you."

Maura smiles. "Thank you Jane."

I also have some other shopping to do Jane. Let's see how you handle that.

Jane's phone rings. "Rizzoli."

Maura waits for her's to ring, but it remains silent.

"Murder, but the suspect didn't leave the scene and is holding the weapon. I guess no field trip for you today Maura."

They pay their bill. Jane drops Maura back at the precinct and heads off to the crime scene. The case is pretty cut and dry, and becomes a matter of processing the confession and arrest of the suspect. Maura is down in the morgue verifying the murder weapon is what was found in the suspect's hand, but she still finishes before Jane and heads home.

Around 10:00, Jane texts Maura.

Jane: Think we'll have to cancel movie night tonight.

Maura: I understand. Maybe after shopping tomorrow?

Jane: Yes. Sounds great. I'll pick you up around 1:00?

Maura: See you then.

Jane: You too. Have a good night Maur.

Maura: Sweet dreams Jane.

Saturday

Jane gives a brief knock and walks into Maura's house.

Still doesn't have her door locked.

"Hey Maur, ready to shop 'til you drop?"

"Why would I shop until I dropped Jane? I hope to find a suitable sweater in a shorter period of time before I reach exhaustion!"

"It's an expression, Maura."

"Jane, have you eaten anything today?"

"Why?" Jane is slightly belligerent.

"Jane, you know you get grouchy when your blood glucose levels fall and shopping isn't your favorite thing to do. Please, have a glass of orange juice and grab a granola bar."

"Oh, c'mon Maur."

Maura gives Jane the 'do as I say and life will be easier' look and Jane reaches for the glass of juice.

"Happy now?"

Maura smiles and strokes Jane's arm. "Thank you Jane. Let's go shopping."

Jane tells Maura about the past sweaters she has received for Christmas. The one she will wear to the party has Rudolph on it with a light-up led red nose. A gift from Aunt Maria and Uncle Sal. Maura is laughing. Christmas music is playing on the radio, the Carpenters singing Merry Christmas Darling.

"Does it really light up, Jane?"

"Yes it does. Wait until you see it."

The reach the sweater section.

Maura grabs a sweater. "This one?"

"Too pretty."

"This one?"

"Not ugly."

"How about this one?"

"No Maura! You're fired. You don't have the gene in you to find ugly clothes!"

"Jane, I don't think there is an actual clothes gene. Now that I think of it, maybe there should be a research study on that. Some people can naturally pick out..."

Jane rolls her eyes and growls. Grabs Maura's arm and pulls her into another section of the store.

"Let me pick it out for you." Jane looks around and finds one that Santa on his sleigh and 3-D snowflakes puffing out all over the front of the sweater against a patchwork background.

"Oh, my Jane. That IS hideous!" Maura joyfully claps her hands.

Jane giggles evilly. "Yes it is!"

"Jane! We'll both have reindeer on our sweaters! Can we find those funny antlers for our heads?"

Jane groans. "No, Maura. I am NOT going to wear an ugly sweater AND silly antlers!"

"Oh, please Jane. I never wore antlers before and we could match!" Maura gave Jane her cutest pout.

Groan. Ug, I can never say no to her when she pouts like that and says she's missed out on silly things.

"Oh, all right! Let's go find some antlers."

"Thank you, Jane!" Maura hugs Jane's arm as they go to make their purchases.

"That wasn't so bad. Are you ready to head back to your place? I picked out 'Miracle on 34th Street' for the movie."

"Do you mind if we stop at one more store, Jane? It shouldn't take long."

Jane shrugs. "Lead the way."

Maura turns and smirks when she thinks of their next destination. They walk a little while and enter a Victoria Secret Store.

"Oh, c'mon Maur. I don't want to go underwear shopping with you!"

Maura gives Jane a confused look. "Isn't this what bffs do together? Look at all the women offering suggestions to one another. I promise it won't take long."

Jane lowers her raspy voice to a whisper. "But it's such a PINK store, Maura!"

Maura laughs and pats Jane's arm. "You're a tough detective. You can handle a little pink for a while."

Maura steps to another table to glance at the products there. She glances back and sees a very attractive, young, blonde associate approach Jane and put her hand on Jane's back.

Oh, I don't think so. What is the saying? 'Back off bitch' Yes, that's appropriate in this situation.

Maura walks over and steps between the associate and Jane. Her head is tilted, eyebrow raised and she puts her hand on Jane's arm. "She's with ME and WE are all set."

Jane is standing there, cluelessly still looking at everything surrounding her.

The manager of the store sees the exchange and hurries over.

"Brittney, go help those young shoppers over in the Pink section."

She turns to offer an apology to Maura. "I'm sorry Ma'am, she's new and still needs to read the shoppers and not shop herself, if you understand my meaning. I will personally help you find whatever you are looking for."

Maura nods and points out some satin and lace creations and gives her size.

"Jane, what color do you think will look better on me?" Maura watches Jane's eyes closely to see which bra they lingered on the longest.

"Oh, sheesh Maura. Everything looks good on you, including your underwear, I'm sure!"

"Jane, did you know that I also coordinate my underwear with my clothes?"

Jane looks at her blankly.

"See, Jane? I am wearing a black pair of slacks and a red sweater, care to guess what color I'm wearing?"

Oh, please. I don't need to imagine what Maura is wearing. Let's go back and look at more ugly sweaters. I can picture her safely in those.

"Uh, black?"

"I almost wore black today, but decided to go with red lace to be more festive." Maura tilts her head at Jane and tilts her head in the cute way she has.

Jane tried to swallow with her suddenly dry mouth.

"I'm going to try these on. Do you want anything Jane?"

"NO!"

"Jane, come over here. Look. Nice cotton panties. No lace. I'll be right out, unless you want to come in with me?"

"What? In with you? Maura – no! I'll stay right here."

Maura gives a laugh. She turns to the manager. "She likes boyshorts, so I think the hipsters will be most like that. Please watch what colors she seems most interested in and pick those out in her size. Thank you."

The manager nodded.

Maura comes out and makes her purchase and they head out the store.

"I mostly shop online, but sometimes it is beneficial to come into the store to have my breasts measured and I admit, I do love the pretty bag."

"They do breast measurements?"

"Of course, Jane! You have to make sure your bra fits correctly!"

They stop and grab Thai for dinner and settle in to watch the movie. Jane had been pretty quiet all on the way back to Maura's, but relaxed with the movie. They were covered with a blanket. Maura had changed out blankets to make sure it was a smaller one so that they sat very closely so that they could both be covered with it. Maura asked questions about letters to Santa and the legal system and other questions to kept the conversation very casual as she leaned against Jane.

"Would you like to stay the night?" Maura turned to ask Jane when the movie ended.

"Thanks, but I have to go let Jo out. I didn't think to call and ask Frankie to do it."

Maura was a little disappointed but nodded.

Jane stood to gather her jacket and Maura walked her to the door.

"Thank you for helping me pick out a sweater and being so brave to go into Victoria Secret with me."

Jane chuckled at Maura's teasing. "Well, I AM a homicide detective."

Maura smiled and stood on her tiptoes to lightly give Jane a kiss on the cheek.

"Sweet dreams Jane." Maura whispered as Jane walked out the door in a slight daze.

The ride home walk filled with an internal monologue that turned external when she walked Jo.

"Jo, we're BFFs, right? I mean, we were only doing girlfriend things today. Things that girls do together, ya know. Shopping and stuff. Dinner, movie. Girlfriends give hugs or kisses on the cheek at the end of a busy day, right?"

Jo cocks her head and looks at her Mom.

Mom, you stress way too much! Jo knows to do what feels good. Watch.

Jo wags her tail and rolls over on her back. Jane automatically reaches over and rubs the dog's belly.

See how simple that was Mom? Did you like nice lady Maura's kiss? I bet you did, so it's ok!

"I don't like girls Jo! I tested that this week, right? I felt nothing and they were attractive women."

Jane is pacing and throwing her hands in the air.

"Maybe I should just find a guy and have a one-night stand."

Jo stops wagging her tail.

"Ug, look how bad I am to even think about that. No, that's gross for me to do. I mean, I know other people do it, and that's ok for them, but that's not for me."

Jane has finished brushing her teeth and crawls into bed, Jo jumps up and settles in beside her.

"I think it's going to be a long night Jo." Jane sighs and tries to relax to sleep.

She drifts off sooner than she expects and the dreams begin.

Jane is at a fashion show, but it's not. She looks around and there is no one else there. The runway isn't raised, it's right at her level and the music starts. The first model walks out.

It's Maura!

Each time a model walks out is Maura. She walks the runway in all color of bras and matching panties. Lace, satin, thongs…. Every time she walks down the runway, her eyes are focused on Jane's eyes. She twirls so that Jane can see every inch of her.

"Jane, do you like this color?"

Next outfit, "or this color?"

"Do you like how this bra fits? I just had it sized to me." Maura leans down and Jane looks at Maura's magnificent cleavage displayed to her.

Jane can feel her breath coming shorter, her nipples are becoming tight little nubs, her center becoming wet. She stands as the next Maura walks toward her in red lace. Maura doesn't stop, but walks right to Jane. She is wearing heels, so she is level with Jane and they stare into each other's eyes. Maura's arms lift and wrap around Jane's neck and pulls her closer. Jane lets her arms go around Maura's waist, feeling the softness of Maura's skin.

Maura leans to whisper into Jane's ear.

"Merry Christmas Darling" as her lips claim Jane's.

Ok, wow. I couldn't find a good place to stop, so it this chapter just kept going and going. Can you tell that Jane is getting close to realizing she has feelings only for our favorite ME. What is she going to do about it? Thank you for your reviews and PMs. It's fun getting to know all of you! And if you offer a suggestion, I try to work it in. Hope you're happy so far!