I must really love you guys. Seriously, another update? Oh yeah, this is happening. I promise you aren't seeing things.

This is mostly a little Rizzles fluff. But hey, who doesn't love that? ;)

Enjoy.

Jane had fallen asleep during the movie, sprawled out underneath Maura on the couch, the blond watching her more than the movie as she drew circles on her stomach with a finger. They were getting comfortable with each other, even more than before Maura had left, and it felt really good to just go along with her impulses when it came to Jane and their relationship.

"What are you thinking?" Jane asked sleepily as she woke up a little.

"I'm thinking about us and our interactions, mostly," Maura answered.

"Good thoughts?"

Maura made a positive noise as she looked up and shifted to kiss the underside of Jane's chin. "All good thoughts, I promise you. You've been doing pretty well with everything. It's been pretty surprising, to be honest. Other than the tension we felt last night at the ocean, we've had very little problems all weekend. In fact, you've been a lot more open with me since Ian left."

"We both knew that it bothered me that he was there," Jane pointed out.

"I know. And I just wanted you to see that we're moving forward."

Jane kissed Maura's forehead before teasingly asking, "Does that mean I can make out with you before bedtime tonight?" Maura smacked her shoulder gently. "What? I'm only trying to fit in with the roles we've set for ourselves. Or, at least the role I've set for myself after last night."

"Oh? And what role is that?"

"Hormonal teenage boy," Jane answered with a grin. "My goal right now is second base."

Maura's face crinkled with confusion. "What does baseball have to do with this?"

"It's a juvenile analogy for the different stages of sexual exploration," Jane explained. "First base is the hand-holding and innocent kissing; second base is the making out and maybe a little soft petting. Third base adds in heavy petting and maybe a little above waist oral stuff."

"And a home run would be the actual act of sex?" Maura asked when Jane paused.

"Yeah, you got it."

Maura twisted so her mouth was next to Jane's ear. "So by your explanation, you'd like to make out and do a little touching?" she asked, her voice low and breathy, earning an unsuccessfully stifled moan.

"Jesus, Maura, you're gonna kill me," she groaned.

"That sounds rather grotesque. As fascinating as I find the dead, Jane, I am not a fan of necrophilia," Maura said, looking down at Jane with a smile.

"Very funny, Dr. Isles," Jane said, trying not to look amused. After a second, she gave in. "All right, that was a good one. You're getting better on this joke making thing."

Maura's face beamed at the compliment. Jane chuckled and kissed her gently on the lips before looking at the clock, sighing at the time. Maura followed her gaze and got up, standing and stretching.

"Man, part of me really doesn't want to go to family dinner," Jane said, also getting on her feet so that she could go to her room to change. "That part is telling me to drag you to bed and hold you hostage until we have to go to work in the morning."

"That would be fine if I hadn't already promised we'd be back in time for family dinner, and your mother is therefore expecting us," Maura reminded her, watching Jane throw a change of clean clothes in her bag after dumping the clothes from the weekend on the floor. "You want to stay with me tonight?"

Jane looked at her. "Is that okay? I mean, I'm basically assuming that you'll even want me there."

"It's all right, Jane," Maura told her with a smile. "I thought you might want some time away from me after having no one but me all weekend."

"Nope, I was serious about that second base stuff," Jane told her with a grin and a wink. Shouldering her bag, she walked up to Maura and planted another kiss. "I'm seriously getting hooked to this kissing you thing."

"Good, because I quite enjoy it," Maura told her. "Shall we get going then?"

Frankie was staring at her, which was making Jane a little irritable but she was trying very hard not to snap at him over it. It started during dinner prep when Jane made a point to come up behind Maura just to press up against her backside with the guise of checking out what she was doing. It entertained Maura, and Angela had to bite back her own comments on the subject.

"I sure wish Tommy could've joined us," Angela said trying to distract Frankie so that the glare Jane was sending him would lose some of its edge. "He's working tonight, you know. He said that he was trying to get all the overtime he could get so that he could buy a car."

"That's really good," Maura said smiling at Angela, suddenly very happy that Korsak and Frost had declined the offer to join them tonight. Jane was having a hard time dealing with the looks from Frankie; Maura wasn't sure how she'd deal if it had been all three of them.

"Yeah, he even said that his supervisor is thinking about putting him in a higher paying position because he's so focused on the job."

Jane looked up at Angela. "That will be good for him. Maybe if he's got a goal to work towards he'll stay out of trouble. He's been doing really well so far. I'm pretty proud of him." Angela beamed at the words. Jane had always been hard on her youngest brother because of his mistakes, but it seemed like maybe things were going to be better between the two of them. "Let him know if he needs any help to let me know and I'll see what I can do."

"I will," Angela agreed, smiling widely. Jane offered a smile in return, and then looked to see Maura watching her with pride. Maura knew how hard it was for Jane to be willing to offer help to Tommy, because she was afraid he would end up making another mistake.

Frankie, still studying his sister, grinned. "So how was your weekend?"

"It was good. Maura did a little shopping. We enjoyed the ocean and walked around a lot. The place we ate at last night was really good," Jane answered, looking at him suspiciously.

"You went shopping?" Angela asked. "What did you buy, anything good?"

"I bought a few items," Maura answered. Seeing Angela was about ask more questions about what she had purchased, and this would inevitably lead to Jane's embarrassment, Maura set her glass down and cleared her throat. "Perhaps we should start clearing the table?" she asked, Jane shot her a grateful look as she started gathering her dishes to take to the kitchen.

Jane woke up alone sometime in the middle of the night and bolted upright. The bathroom door was open so chances were that it was empty. She reached over and grabbed her gun before getting out of bed and walking slowly from the room and down the stairs, turning on the light to the kitchen when she reached the bottom of the stairs to find Maura leaning against the counter with a glass of water.

"Did I wake you?" Maura asked her voice a little tight. "I'm sorry if I did, I just wanted to get something to drink." Jane reached for the glass and set it aside, her gun next to it, and pulled Maura into a hug. "I'm sorry, Jane."

"What's wrong?" Jane asked gently.

"I couldn't sleep," Maura admitted, sighing as she melted against Jane and breathed her in. "I'm just too restless and I can't quite put a finger on why."

"I'm sure it's my fault, and you're pent up with sexual frustration," Jane said. "I really did try to keep my hands off your chest earlier, I swear."

Maura shook her head and looked up at Jane, amused. "If it is sexual frustration, I'll just have to deal with it for a little while. It's far too late to do anything about it right now even if you were ready for it." She pushed up on her toes to get Jane a quick kiss. "Take me back to bed, Jane. Maybe this time I'll be able to sleep."

"All right," Jane agreed, grabbing the gun and letting Maura lead them upstairs. "I'd apologize if touching your chest earlier caused this, but I'm really not sorry. You're boobs are too nice not to touch whenever I can."

Maura laughed as she slid into bed. "Jane, trust me when I say I'm not sorry you touched them either. I enjoy your touches no matter where they are." Jane crawled into bed and leaned down to kiss Maura. "And I especially love your kisses."

"Wait until you feel my lips on other places," Jane told her with a wink before lying down and closing her eyes, causing her to miss the "o" expression on Maura's face before she pouted.

"You are insufferable," Maura whimpered, turned to snuggle against Jane as she laughed. "Go to sleep. I'm trying to be mad at you."

"Good luck with that."