I don't own any of these characters. Only borrow for fun. To remind you, italics mean thoughts, Name: is a text from the person.

Maura sat at her desk and contemplated the small box on her desk. She knows that size makes no difference at all, a small object such as this could easily be worth thousands of dollars, but she knows for a fact, this box is worth less than $5000. It is is worth less than $500,less than $50. It was worth less than $5.00. She had listened to her friend, Angela. Angela had said to not spend a lot of money on Jane, that it would make her feel uncomfortable. Maura and Jane even had a rational discussion as to not fall into the Valentine consumer madness. And yet, here she sits, looking at her first Valentine present for Jane.

Maura sighs. She wants to spoil Jane, to let Jane know how much she is loved. Maura pushes the box with the tip of her finger. She leans back in her chair and takes out her phone and sends a text message.

Maura: Are you sure this gift is enough for Jane?

Angela: Happy Valentine's Day to you too Sweetie!

Maura: Happy Valentine's Day Angela.

Angela: Are you still stressing over your gift to Jane?

Maura: Yes, I am. Is it enough?

Angela: Maura, you know Jane much better than I do, but I think that even that small gift will freak Jane out, if you know what I mean. You will have to explain it to her.

Maura: You know I would give her a ring, but I know that would be rushing things. I want to give her the world.

Angela: Patience Sweetie! Enjoy some dating time! What are you doing tonight?

Maura: Jane wants us to celebrate at her apartment, so I'm not sure what she has planned.

Angela: Appreciate whatever she does, ok?

Maura: Of course! Do you know what she's planning?

Angela: No. And even if I did, I wouldn't tell you!

Maura: What else can I do?

Angela: Now, that's the spirit! You didn't say, "what else can I buy her". What do you most love about Jane? Think about that and then tell her! Let her know how you feel.

Maura: ... OK, I can do that.

Angela: Embrace the romance!

Maura: Thank you, you too!

Maura turns to her computer and opens Word to start typing notes and do research. When she feels she has enough, she sends a text to Jane.

Maura: Jane, I'm going to send you texts throughout the day. Read them when you can. You do not have to respond to them. OK?

Jane: Uh, ok. Is everything ok?

Maura: Yes. I love you Jane.

Jane: I love you too Maura.

9:00

Maura: You are beautiful. You take my breath away.

10:00

Maura: You are kind. I love you.

11:00

Maura: You are spectacular. You amaze me.

12:00

Maura: You are compassionate. You humble me.

Jane reads the latest text message and smiles. She loves the short messages that Maura has been sending her all morning. She won't admit that to anyone, but they do make her smile. Jane smiles in anticipation of the gift she will give Maura tonight.

Jane is about to grab her lunch and go visit Maura when Korsak's phone rings. He waves to get her attention and hold up a finger telling her to wait a minute, "Right. Ok. We'll be ready. Thanks."

Jane looks at Korsak, "Well?"

"You know our suspect we have been looking for? They stopped him on a routine traffic stop for a broken tail light. Upon a search of the car, a blood stained hammer was found in the trunk. They are bringing him in."

"Are you shitting me? A broken tail light and he is gift wrapped to us? And seriously, the guy didn't dump the weapon? This is too good!" Jane rubs her hands in anticipation of the interrogation.

Jane pulls out her phone and starts typing.

Jane: Maura, have to go into interrogation. Have to take a rain check on lunch. See you at my place at 6:00?

Maura: Good luck. Yes, I will be at your apartment promptly at 6:00.

Jane smiles and eats an apple from her lunch as she heads to the elevator with Frost. "We're gonna crack this guy fast, Frost. I have plans for tonight."

"Let's do it, Jane."

Jane rolls her shoulders and puts her best game face on. She nods to Frost and they enter the interrogation room. It didn't take long to get a confession from their suspect, especially when Jane pointed out the trunk contained a blood stained hammer that was currently being tested to see if it matched the victim's blood. Jane headed to her desk to fill out her paperwork and to check her phone that she had felt vibrate. She missed two messages.

Maura: You are brave.

Maura: You are passionate.

Jane feels her heart swell as she begins the paperwork. She thinks about the evening ahead and unconsciously flexes her hands.

3:00

Maura: You are loyal.

Jane enters the final information and clicks "save" just as her phone vibrates again.

4:00

Maura: You are sexy. You thrill me.

Jane can feel herself blush. Maura is the sexy one, with her killer body, fashion clothes and exquisite undergarments. Jane feels her mouth go dry at her thoughts.

"Guys, I'm done with my report and heading out."

"Are you taking the doc out tonight Janie?"

"No, Korsak. I'm cooking, if you really need to know."

"Well, if you paid any attention to your mother, the dinner will be great."

"Thanks, Korsak. I hope so."

Jane runs into her apartment, preheats the oven and takes a fast shower. She towels off and wraps her hair in the towel. Jane pulls out the pink Victoria Secret bag and takes out her purchases. Maura likes her in black, so Jane bought a pair of black cotton hip huggers and a matching black, Body racerback bra. Next, Jane put on a new pair of dark blue jeans and a black tank top.

5:00

Maura: Thank you for loving me. I will see you soon.

Jane: I can't wait. I love you Maura.

Jane goes out to the kitchen to put the lasagna in the oven and prepares the salad. She goes back into the bathroom to comb out her hair and let it dry naturally. She puts on a black, button-down shirt and goes out to set the table, put in the garlic bread and opens the wine to let it breathe.

Promptly at 6:00, Jane heard a knock on her door. She felt butterflies in the pit of her stomach. Jane opened the door and felt her mouth drop open. Maura was wearing a deep, burgundy red dress. Short. Square neck. Plenty of cleavage. Exquisite. Sexy. Jane felt her brain shut down. "Uh. I, uh. Dinner. Uh. Hi. Please come in. You look... you look gorgeous, Maura."

"Why, thank you, Jane. You look quite beautiful yourself."

Maura walks into the apartment and Jane takes her coat. Jane allows her fingers to trail against Maura's bare skin. Maura leans in to give Jane a gentle kiss on the lips and moves away quickly.

Jane clears her throat. "Let me pour you a glass of wine while I put the finishing touches on dinner."

"Is there anything I can do to help, Jane?"

"No, I want you to sit and relax."

Jane feels calmer as she pours the wine and begins putting the food on the table. The ladies fall into an easy camaraderie as they eat and talk about their respective days. Soon, dinner is done and they are cleaning up. When they are done, Jane smiles nervously at Maura, "Do you want to relax in the living room?"

Maura is just as nervous, "Yes, let me get something from my bag." Maura finds the small box and her hand closes around it. Well, this is it. She sits on the couch next to Jane.

"Maura, I want to..."

"Jane, I have..."

They laugh.

Jane smiles, "You first, Maur."

Maura hands her the small box. "Happy Valentine's Day, Jane." She watches as Jane's facial muscles as she opens the box. Excitement, fear, confusion, joy. Jane looks down at the house key decorated with the Boston Red Sox logo. "Maura, I don't know what to say. I..."

"Jane, this key is a promise that I will start locking my door, but you will always be able to get in." Again, she watches Jane's face. Relief, disappointment humor.

"Ok, so if you remember to lock your door, but I'm worried, I don't have to kick your door down to get inside."

Maura laughs. "Exactly. I'm only trying to save my door."

Jane leans over and kisses Maura deeply. "Thank you."

Jane gets up from the couch and walks over to her piano. Maura notices that the piano has been moved so that is more accessible. Jane sits at the bench and runs her fingers lightly across the keys. She takes a deep breath and begins. A soft melody wafts through the air. Maura listens rapturously. When she is done, she looks over to Maura and sees tears running down Maura's face. "Happy Valentine's Day, Maura."

"Jane, that was beautiful. Thank you. Debussy?"

Jane nods. "The Girl With the Flaxen Hair."

"The effort it must have taken you..."

"I practiced. A lot."

"It was perfect. Can we go into the bedroom?"

Jane growls and kisses her until Maura's brain turns to mush.

"Yes, let's go."

"Hmm? Go where?"

"Into the bedroom, Maura. It's more comfortable on my bed than on the couch."

Jane takes Maura's hand and leads her into the bedroom. She begins to unbutton her shirt, but Maura stops her. "Let me."

She slides the black button up off Jane and catches her breadth. "I like you in a black tank top, Jane."

Jane cocks her head and watches Maura's eyes darken. "Really?"

Maura gently grabs the straps of Jane's tank and leans up to whisper in Jane's ear, "Yes, and sometimes, I like you bossy."

Jane inhales sharply. Her eyes darken and her mind thinks of the possibilities that Maura could mean. "Like what you did to me on Mardi Gras?"

"More."

Jane growls. "Then take off that dress before I rip if off your body."

Maura looks shy as she slowly unzips her dress and steps out of it. She picks it off the floor and hangs it over a chair in Jane's bedroom.

Jane forces her mouth to stay shut and refuses to check her mouth for drool. She looks at the exquisitely laced deep red bra and matching panties. She manages to utter one word, "New?"

"Yes. French. Do you like?"

"Love them."

Jane kicks the door shut and locks the door.

Hi all! I know! It's been forever and I apologize. I hope I still have some people following!