* I own nothing of Rizzoli and Isles I just have the privilege of playing with the characters for a while.

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(Chapter Eleven part one)

Jane was starting to wake up because of a numb pain shooting through her left arm. She wiggled her fingers trying to get circulation back in them but was unable to lift her arm. She popped open one eye to see what the issue was and she found that the weight on her arm was the head of her best friend sleeping on her bicep. She closed the eye and took in a breath trying to remember if she had drunk too much the night before. She didn't have to think hard because she remembered only getting a couple of sips of one beer before dropping it on the floor.

"Damn… I'll have to mop Maura's floor since we left it there." Was her first talking thought, she didn't get another as the head on her arm started moving and hazel eyes were now looking into hers. "Good morning," was rasped out.

Maura lifted her head up from Jane's arm; she was still in the fog of waking up as she looked around the room trying to understand why she was sleeping on Jane's arm. Then memory flooded her brain as pictures of the two of them kissing flashed in her head.

Jane sensed the moment of truth and sat up as the needles were pricking her arm signaling the blood was now flowing down to her hands. "Are you okay?"

Maura looked around at her, "I… yesterday was so…"

Jane had never seen her best friend unable to complete her sentences before, "Do you want me to leave?" She asked in a panic of emotions on the inside.

"No…" was firmly said as arms reached around her.

Blowing out a held breath of relief Jane wrapped her arms around Maura and kissed the top of her head. "Good… because I really didn't want to." She said as she guided them back to a laying position. They stayed that way, both being afraid to speak and break the spell they had woken up in but the silence was broken when Maura's alarm clock went off and Jane hit it shutting the beeping noise off.

"Why do you set that thing? You always wake up ten minutes before it goes off anyway… you are an alarm clock." Maura started laughing… it was a perfect ending of a magical experience. "What are you laughing at?" Jane asked looking down at the giggling woman.

"Us…"

Jane got a puzzled look on her face as Maura looked up at her. "What about us?"

"No matter what happens between us we can always pick up like everything is normal." She said and kissed Jane's cheek letting the woman know that she was okay with what happened last night figuring that her friend probably wouldn't want to talk about it.

"Well, all I got to say is… when we get down stairs don't be yelling at me because there is beer all over your floor." She said as they both started laughing breaking the tension of the elephant in the room.

"We really do need to talk about that but to be honest I still can't at the moment. I do not regret it but I haven't processed everything yet either." Maura said explaining the fact she wasn't planning on talking about the previous night.

"Does that mean we have to get up right now?" Jane asked not really wanting to release Maura from her arms.

"No… I'm not ready for you to stop holding me either." She said and turned and gave a half smile. "What are we going to do about the Carter's Jane? We have to find the murder of their daughters so they can have closer."

"I know… " she started to say when they heard noises from the kitchen. Jane had a sudden panic attack, "That's my mother… oh God I got to get out of here." She said popping up and ran to the guest room and jumped under the covers. Maura was left in her bed with her mouth wide open just watching the retreating woman running for the door like she was a teenager that was going to get in trouble.

After Jane was gone she looked at the door and got out of the bed putting her robe on, "There will be a lot of processing to do on both sides today I see." She said to the air as she walked out of her room and headed down to see what Angela was doing in her kitchen so early.

I know this is a brief up date but I'm trying to post quicker. I am going to try and fix a situation that may let me get back into my old or better groove in writing.