Yes, I know I'm late! But I have been giving you decently long updates, give me credit for that! The usual: I don't own the ladies, but love to borrow for fun!

Jane woke to muffled sounds coming from the kitchen. She could smell something cooking and didn't know if it smelled wonderful or if she was going to barf her brains out. She was afraid to open her eyes to let in the real world. I remember dinner. That ended up being fun. Jack's a funny guy considering he's a bit paranoid. Angela seems cool, but I bet she's trouble. Then we went to a dance club. Jack started ordering us shots of tequila. Right. Things get a little fuzzy after the third round.

Jane creaks one eye open and sees a bottle water and some ibuprofen. Maura is an angel!

Second eye opens and Jane slowly pushes herself into an upright position and reaches for the water and the pills. Hey, not bad. I mean, not up to go running, but I don't think I'm going to die either. Let's see if I can steam more of this alcohol out of my system.

Jane grabs some spare yoga pants and sweatshirt and goes into the shower. She lets the hot water cascade over her body. Images of flashing lights and Maura dancing flit through her brain. Her hands tingle and the memory of Maura's scent plays with her memory causing her nipples to tighten and a wetness to form between her legs. WTF. I didn't go on the dance floor, did I? What happened? Maura and Angela. Pansexual? Maura smiling at her. Giovanni? No! He couldn't have been there.

Jane quickly finishes her shower, dresses and makes her way to the kitchen. She can hear her mother chatting with Maura while she prepares breakfast.

"Look who's rising from the dead. How are you feeling, Janie? Can you handle some toast or a real breakfast?"

Jane rolls her eyes at her mother. "Ug, let me start with some toast Mom. Thanks."

Maura smiles at Jane, happy to see she is at the kitchen island and not vomiting in the bathroom.

"You need to stay hydrated today, Jane to get the rest of the alcohol out of your system. How do you feel?"

Jane grimaces. "Not bad, really. Better than I should I guess."

"Did you have a good time meeting Maura's friends?"

"Ya, dinner was fun. After that, things get kinda fuzzy after a ah, few, drinks." Jane can feel a blush work her way up her neck.

"Jane! Just how many drinks did you have!"

"Ma! I don't know, give it a rest, ok! They just kept appearing in front of me and, well, I drank them."

Maura rubs Jane's back to calm her down and puts water in front of her. "I'm sure Jack was trying to be generous when he made sure you always had a drink in front of you."

Jane munches on a piece of toast. She doesn't want to ask any questions about the night before in front of her mother.

"Angela and Jack want to meet us for lunch before they head back. Do you feel up for that?"

Maura looks hopeful.

Jane takes stock of her body. Low throbbing in her head, pills can take care of that. Stomach? Toast feels ok, maybe I'll try some bacon. I could use a hangover as an excuse in case I made an ass of myself, but look at her. I can tell she wants me to go. Sigh.

"As long as I keep this down, why not?"

"Thank you Jane." Maura smiles sweetly at Jane.

"Why can't I drive?" Jane whines.

"Because it is my car and I know where we are going and YOU don't."

"But you could tell me where to go."

"Jane, when you act like this, I'm sure your mother would help me tell you where to go." Maura tries to tease a smile out of Jane.

"Was that a joke Maura? Were you going to tell me to go to hell?" Jane does grin. She's feeling ALMOST human again. "FINE, you drive. Where are we going?" Jane slouches in the passenger seat.

"We are going to a restaurant called The Melting Pot."

"What is it?"

"It's a fondue restaurant."

"Yuk!. Like when my parent's used to put this soft yellow cheese into a fondue pot and stuck stale bread in it?" Jane makes a face.

Maura looks over at Jane. "I don't know what your parents served for fondue, but The Melting Pot is so much more. It has a very nice menu selection. I'm sure you'll find something you can eat."

Jane rolls her eyes.

"Did you have fun last night Maur?"

"Yes I did. It was very enjoyable seeing Angela and meeting her husband. Did you have fun Jane?"

"As much as I can remember," Jane mumbles.

Maura looks at Jane. "You really don't remember all of the evening? Perhaps you are suffering from an alcoholic blackout."

"I don't know. Dinner is clear, but then the dance club was loud, flashing lights and things get... blurry."

Maura nods her head. "Well, I hope it comes back to you. You did have a good time."

They pull into the parking lot and walk into the restaurant. The put in their names and wait for Angela and Jack. Very shortly later, Angela walks in with a sheepish looking Jack. Angela gives him a pointed look and Jack turns to Jane. "Hey, I'm sorry if I got you drunk last night."

"No, it's not your fault Jack. I could have said no. I'm not used to drinking that much tequila."

The group is brought to a booth. Angela and Jack slide in one side, Jane and Maura in another.

"You want to see what used to happen when my father-in-law took me out drinking tequila?" He looks to Angela.

"Go ahead, show them."

Jack looks around to make sure no one is watching and pulls off his sweater. He rolls up the sleeve to his tee shirt and on one bicep is a beautiful tattoo of Angela.

"Oh, wow. That is a beautiful tattoo. You must have really loved her to put her face on you." Jane was quite impressed with the workmanship. Maura stayed quiet because she knew the whole story.

"Well, yes, I loved her very much, but this was during a time when she broke up with me. Her dad came in and let me know he didn't like anyone hurting his little girl, so he took me out drinking and left me in the desert with this on my arm.

Jane's jaw dropped.

Jack pulled up his other sleeve. Here was a partail tattoo of a bearded man. Jane raised an eyebrow.

"And this is Angela's father. We had a disagreement about what to name the baby. That was another night of tequila shots and I ended up with this tattoo, but I got to name my son. As you can see, I'm having it removed... slowly. I'll put Michaels face there one day." Jack seemed pretty proud of being able to name his son.

Jane laughed at the story. "Wow, Angela. You're father sounds like something else."

"Yes, you can put it that way. At least you didn't end up with tattoos after a night of tequila shots. Now, onto more important things. I'm not that hungry and I don't know about you guys, but I want dessert! Did you happen to know that today is, 'National Chocolate Covered Anything Day? And food isn't the only thing that can be covered in chocolate and taste delicious!" Angela grins at the group.

Jane rolls her eyes and groans. The four decide to do appetizers and dessert to make sure they would be hungry for chocolate. Jane let Maura make the suggestions and they all agreed the spinach/artichoke cheese fondue would be something all would enjoy.

The server came out with the pot and put it on the burner in the center of the table and started to push the cheese in, stirring so it would melt evenly. Next, she put in spinach, artichoke hearts and garlic. It smelled heavenly. Each side of the table had a plate full of artisan breads, Granny Smith apples and assorted vegetables.

The same as last night, the table conversation flowed smoothly, telling funny stories about the people they work with, all agreeing their teams worked exceptionaly well together. Maura took advantage of Jane talking to Jack to edge a little closer so that their legs would be touching more often. She noticed that Jane did not move away.

"The funny thing is, I knew Booth and Bones were in love with each other long before they could admit it to each other, or more importantly, to themselves! I'm so happy that they are together now with a little girl that can grow up with Michael, but it makes me a little sad of the time lost as they fought their feelings. What do you think Jane?"

Jane barely swallows the bread she had in her mouth and started choking. She quickly covers her mouth to make sure nothing flew out at Jack. Jacks eyes are wide, Maura is pounding her back and Angela sits there looking like an angel.

"Uh, ya. It's sad for the lost time, but maybe they didn't realize they felt that way? Uh, if you don't know if it's really love, you don't want to make a fool of yourself, get hurt or ruin the partnership that uh, they have, right?"

The waitress comes to clear their plates and get the order for dessert. Why do I feel like I was on a witness stand or something?

"My turn to order! I want to have the Flaming Turtle if no one else minds." Angela seemed pretty excited and chocolate was chocolate to Jane.

The waitress came back with two plates of strawberries, bananas, cheesecake, poundcake, brownies, marshmallows and Rice Krispies Treats. Jane's eyes widened at all the goodies. No wonder we didn't order the actual lunch!

As the waitress was adding and melting the milk chocolate, caramel and candied pecans, she explained what could be dipped in the chocolate and which items should be left on the plate and drizzled on with the long handled spoon she left.

"Ready?" She asks. She lights a long lighter and puts it near the chocolate, fire erupts.

"Oooooo."

"That's why I like it." Angela grins.

Jane is practically moaning with the taste of everything being dipped or covered in chocolate.

Maura heard Jane's moan and had to tighten her legs at the sudden arousal she felt and stopped her own moan.

"Did I mention that I have pictures of last night?" Angela casually mentions.

"Really Angela? Can we see them?" Maura knows that Angela takes excellent shots, even with small cameras.

"You'll have to wait until I get home to a computer sweetie, but I do have a couple on my phone." Angela takes out her phone and shows the two pictures she took of Jane and Maura together. Jane likes both of them, but really likes the candid one of them laughing together. Maura has her phone out showing pictures of her Christmas tree. Jane takes out her phone under the table and scrolls through to find Angela. She starts typing a text.

Jane: Shhhhh Don't let Maura know that I'm texting you right now. Can u send me copy of pic of us laughing 2gether? Just nod.

Angela's phone buzzes. She reads the text and smiles.

"Is everything ok?" Jack asks.

Angela nods. "Everything is fine."

"So, Jane. I don't know why you didn't want to go to a dance club, you dance quite well."

Jane looks a little panicked. "Did I really dance?"

Angela looks at Maura for an explanation. "Jane doesn't remember all of last night."

"Really? Hmmm. That's really too bad. Hey, that Giovanni is quite the handsome and built specimen."

Jane feels her eyes widen. "He was really there?" Her low raspy voice goes even lower.

"Oh, yes. He was quite set on dancing with our girl Maura. Seems like he has a thing for her."

Jane feels herself getting tense.

"Did he bother you too much Maura?"

"No, Jane. You came to my rescue as you always do."

"I did?"

Angela smirked. "Yes, you sure did. And you danced with her."

"I danced with her? Did I dance with her like you danced with her?" Jane feels her mouth dry up and she reaches for her water.

"How did I dance with her?"

Uh, I don't know. Like you were about to have SEX on the dance floor! That should be a name of a damn drink. They have Sex on the Beach, why not Sex on the Dancefloor.

"Uh, well, uh..."

"Here's your check folks, if there's anything else I can get for you, please let me know."

Oh, thank you God for the great timing of the check!

They gather at the entrance to say their goodbyes. Hugs are given, promises to see each other more often.

"Don't worry hon, she is so totally yours and she will realize that soon! I promise." Angela whispers in Maura's ear.

Angela pulls Jane into a hug. "We'll be in contact Detective Jane. Remember, I got your number." Angela winks at Jane.

The ride home is quiet. Christmas music is playing on the radio. Jane is lost in her thoughts.

Giovanni was there. That wasn't a weird dream. I danced with Maura? Why can't I remember? I came to Maura's rescue, what does that mean. I remember what we did at my reunion and at the garage, but what did I do on the dance floor. Do I google pansexual at home or do I ask my own personal google sitting here. Shit. Why not. She has to focus on the road, so it won't be so embarrassing.

"Hey, Maur, can I ask you a question?"

"Of course, Jane, you can ask me anything."

"Uh, well. Jack kinda mentioned that Angela had a serious girlfriend, but said that she wasn't uh, wasn't bisexual, but uh said she uh, preferred, uh..."

"She prefers the term pansexual Jane."

"Uh, yes, right, pansexual. Could you explain that, please?"

"Certainly Jane! Well, let's start with bisexuality, bisexual people are attracted to both men and women, understand?"

Jane nods.

"Pansexuality is derived from the Greek prefix pan, meaning "all", it expresses the fluidity in sexual orientation, it does not limit to gender orientation."

Jane looks confused so Maura tries further defining it. "Not only men and women, but transgender, intersex, or agendered/genderqueer, but only consensual adult sexual behaviors."

"Oh." Ask her, you know you want to know. No, no I don't. Yes, you do! No, really, it's safer if I don't. Chickenshit! Fuck. Sigh

"I never would have asked this before meeting Angela, but what, uh, what do you consider yourself? Jane holds her breath.

Maura is shocked that sexually repressed Jane is actually asking questions about sexual orientation definitions and specifically hers!

"Well, Jane, since you asked. Yes, I consider myself pansexual also. I don't want to be limited by social definitions. Are you ok with that?" Now it's Maura's turn to hold her breath.

Wow, I really didn't expect that.

"Ya, sure I'm ok. Not a problem."

Ask her, you've gone this far.

"You and Angela?"

"As a sexual couple? No Jane. Angela has always been my friend, not sexual partner."

"Ok." Whew! But why would that bother me?

"Are you coming back to my place or do you want me to drop you off at your apartment?"

"I better check on Jo. Frankie was good enough to take care of her, but I better walk her and do laundry for work and all that fun stuff."

Maura understands, but is disappointed. They say their goodbyes and Maura heads to her home.

Jane does her chores and goes to bed around 10:00. Alcohol repressed memories come forth as dreams. Jane is back near their table, watching Giovanni grind into Maura. The lights flash, the music beats in her blood, she remembers now going up to Giovanni. She grabs Giovanni's ear and growls into it. "She. Is. MINE".

Jane bolts upright in bed breathing hard. She remembers. Everything. Claiming Maura to Giovanni. Meaning it! She, herself, grinding into Maura, wrapping her arms tighter and pulling Maura closer.

Oh, wtf! Am I pansexual? She's my friend, my best friend. I love her. How do I love her? I don't know how to love a woman. What am I going to do?

There we go. Jane's Epiphany! Whew! I know! I dragged it along, but I want to cover the holidays until New Years. Thank you all for your reviews. Seriously, when I read some of them, I literally Laugh Out Loud. I love reviews. Important question. I can go either way for Christmas depending how many of you will be reading the fics during Christmas and Christmas Eve. I may take a break if no one will be reading or reviewing (I now understand why writers ask for reviews, they really are important!) Let me know!