A/N: Not mine

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Maura had spent the morning digging through all of her published articles in various journals. She compiled a list of her articles to give to Jane. She spent the afternoon packing for the conjugal visit. She couldn't help but laugh at the notion of a conjugal visit. She pulled out a skimpy negligee, thought better of it and ended up packing a thin t-shirt and silk pajama bottoms.

Going over her checklist, she hesitated again at the prospect of packing her bottle of lube. Intellectually she knew there was no chance it would be used as intended, but in her heart there was a little flutter at the thought of using it with Jane.

Once she realized what she had just thought, she took a set on the edge of her bed.

Realizing she was aroused, Maura decided to do something about it. As she settled onto her bed, she grabbed the bottle of lube, her pink vibrator and slowly inserted it into her.

As she was getting into it, images of Jack and Ian flashed through her mind. Out of nowhere images of Jane flitted through her mind. Her nipples hardened and her back began to arch. As her head jerked to the left, her hips came off the bed and she shouted..."Jane!"

Maura's eyes flew open and she quickly looked around, afraid some unknown, unseen entity was watching her. She chuckled at the thought of somebody watching her. Boris was at the front door, a patrol car was behind the carriage house, and Angela was in the living room, napping on the couch.

Having cleaned up her mess, she returned to packing and decided to take the bottle of lube. She decided not to think about why she was taking it.

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Jane was oddly excited about the visit with Maura. As in, really excited. The day sped by and soon she was back in her cell, going over the scraps of information she had gathered. Maura would arrive the next night, and she may actually bring some junk food for her.

As Jane lay in bed thinking about who was trying to kill Maura, her hand absently trailed down her lower belly and slipped beneath the waistband of both her shorts and panties. Before long she was stroking between her lips as images of Casey and Agent Davies occupied her mind. When her progression stalled, the face of Maura Isles appeared. Dear, sweet and incredibly hot, Maura. As her orgasm happened, her eyes went wide and mindful of where she was, she bit her lip, causing Maura's name to die on her tongue.

Realizing her shorts and panties were soaked, Jane cursed under her breath and got up to clean-up.

Sitting back down on her bed, she rubbed her temples and sighed. Looking down, she saw that her nipples were still hard.

Mumbling to herself she declared, "Relax Rizzoli, it's just stress."

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Maura made a last minute trip to the grocery store to pick up some junk food for Jane. She had already packed everything, but realized Jane was probably not eating well. Or at all. Boris was at the front of the store at Maura's insistence, because she realized she needed to buy more temporary color for her hair, and they were already at checkout.

As she found the color she needed, she made her way back toward the front of the store. As she passed the employees only door, an arm reached out and grabbed her. She fought using the judo she and Angela had long ago practiced.

Landing an elbow into the stomach of her attacker freed her enough to yell for Boris. He came running and arrived just in time to see Maura being thrown into some shelving.

He opted for tending to Maura instead of going after her attacker.

"Maura! Maura, are you ok?"

The doctor was sitting up touching a small cut on her forehead that had a tiny trickle of blood coming from it.

"I'm ok Boris, but I think I'm going to need a stitch." She let Boris help her up and asked him to call Kent and ask him to meet them at her home.

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Kent had finished stitching her and testing her for a concussion as Boris, Angela, Frankie, Nina and Korsak watched.

"Maura, you don't appear to have a concussion, but you will be bruised tomorrow." He placed a butterfly bandage on the wound and advised her to take it easy.

Maura looked at each one of them before speaking. "I am fine or I will be. I am also pissed that somebody keeps trying to kill me and hurting those I love." She stood up and announced that she was going up to bed.

"Maura..."

Maura turned on the stairs and looked at Angela. "I'm still going Angela. You can't stop me."

Angela stepped forward. "I know I can't stop you. I just wanted to know if you'll need help with the hair color? With your stitch and all?" Maura gingerly touched the bandage, and nodded. "That would be nice. Thank you."

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Next Morning

Angela was combing the temporary color through Maura's hair.

"Maura, I know you don't need me to tell you this, but be careful. Please."

Maura turned and looked up at Angela. "I will."

Boris knocked on her bedroom door and told her it was time to leave. They were taking counter surveillance measures to deliver Maura to the prison.

After going through the strip search and search of all the items she was bringing into the prison, she was escorted to the trailer that would be her home for the next 36 hours.

She looked around the drab trailer and finally the sagging full sized bed. She inspected the sheets and found them to be clean. She began putting all of the groceries in the dorm sized fridge. She was trying to stuff all the items in need of refrigeration into the small space when there was a knock at the door.

Two CO's brought Jane in and as soon as she saw Maura, her eyes went wide. Seeing that Jane was about to call her Maura, she rushed over and wrapped her arms around the detective. She pulled her head down and gave her a deep kiss. Jane responded until the CO tapped her on the shoulder.

"Cool it ladies. I need to do a quick check and make sure no contraband was smuggled in."

Jane started to protest but Maura shook her head.

In less than five minutes they were alone.

"Maura, what the hell?" Her question was a harsh whisper.

Maura saw a shadow outside one of the windows and pulled Jane close, whispering, "I think we have some prying eyes." Jane gave a slight nod and leaned into Maura's kiss.

As they parted, Maura, cheeks flushed, looked up at Jane. "Make love to me, Karen."

Jane, cheeks equally flushed, looked surprised, but finally nodded her head ever so slighly.