It was early morning and, like yesterday, there was still no new case.

Jane and Maura sat together in the cafeteria drinking coffee and having breakfast. Even if it didn't seem that way, the doctor was more agitated than usual. Finally, speaking her emotions out loud made her incredibly terrible. Everything felt very wrong and real. Before, it was easier to archive her feelings in the depths of her brain and not allow them in her thoughts significantly. It was easier to lie to herself and pretend the same didn't affect her. But now, she felt seen right through.

Besides being anxious about Jane finding out the truth, her mind kept playing tricks on her, convincing her that everyone knew her secret. What she was most afraid of was people thinking their friendship was a trick, and that all she was doing was trying to be in Jane's favour to get her in bed. Yet, what she was most afraid of was making her friend feel betrayed; when everything Maura wanted was to support all of her choices and see her achieving all she could dream of and more.

J: "You left so fast last night. Did something happen?"

M: "A colleague needed my help with a case."

J: "You sure? You seemed quite off."

M: "Yeah, I guess I was just tired."

J: "You would tell me if something was wrong, wouldn't you?"

M: "Of course."

J: "Promise?"

M: "I'm ok, Jane."

J: "Good. I want to apologize for Saturday. You and Frankie are grown-ups. I shouldn't be telling you what to do."

M: "We're only friends."

J: "Its fine, Maura. I was so worried about one of you getting hurt that I didn't consider your feelings. Frankie always falls hard, and you usually don't take things seriously, but I see it now. You two make a good couple."

M: "We're not a couple."

J: "Yet."

M: "Frankie is a good friend, and I love him, but that's all he will ever be."

J: "It's just...you guys seem so close. I feel like I've missed something in the past weeks."

M: "You've been distant. A lot of things happened"

J: "I'm sorry. I was being a jerk."

M: "You don't need to apologize."

J: "Yes, I do, Maura."

M: "Something traumatic happened to you. Your reaction was completely acceptable. You're so used to always put everyone's needs above you that you forget how it is to put yourself as a priority. It's ok to be selfish sometimes, Jane. Especially in this case. We're not your obligation. We can take care of ourselves."

J: "I...I wish I could've been a better friend."

M: "You're the best friend someone could ever have, and I'm extremely lucky to have you in my life. I wouldn't trade your friendship for anything else."

Maura reached for the detective's hand and held it tightly. Immediately, Jane did the same. Suddenly, the doctor's heart sank as she felt her friend's thumb drawing small circles on her wrist. Contact. This was the physical contact she so desperately needed. Maura gave her a weak smile while her breathing gradually became heavier and slower. Jane smiled back and gazed into her, making the doctor feel guilty about allowing her to touch her that way. Even if it wasn't her intention, sometimes part of her felt like she was taking advantage of her clueless friend. It was so wrong. With that thought, Maura quickly pulled away, grabbed her coffee and stood up.

M: "I'll catch with you later."

It had been a long day, but it was finally time to go home. The best? Last week's case got solved.

All the doctor wanted to do was go home, take a relaxing bath, order Confit de canard and watch something random on tv. Unless Jane wanted to do something. She hoped she did. On the other hand, she didn't. She had been so worried about her that she forgot about her own needs. Something, she kept accusing the detective of doing. In many ways, they were the same. Maybe that's why they had such a strong bond. No matter how exhausted Maura was, she would always end up doing everything Jane wanted to, to please her. And, now that she was probably marrying Casey, she couldn't afford to let any chance to be with her to pass. Jane didn't tell her about it yet, but the doctor knew it was only a matter of time.

Maura shut down her computer and neatened her work desk when she heard a knock.

Excited, Frankie walked in and closed the door behind him.

F: "Ok, I got a plan! We need to get you to meet girls."

M: "What?!"

F: "Listen to this. When we were young, me and Tommy would have a boy's night every time one of us got rejected. That's what you need."

M: "I'll pass."

F: "C'mon! I'll be your wingman. It will be fun."

M: "Thank you, Frankie, but I'm not into that sort of thing."

F: "Think better, Maura. Drinks and women."

M: "I don't wanna meet another woman."

F: "It's just for fun. Maybe talking to someone new will get you to stop thinking about Jane for a minute."

M: "I doubt it."

F: "Maura...she is straight."

M: "I know."

Suddenly, Jane entered the office, making the doctor look down in an attempt to hide her embarrassment. This was another one of her fears, and why she didn't want anyone to know she liked her. If her friend had come a few seconds earlier, she would have heard them talking about her. She was playing a dangerous game.

Confused, Jane stared at them.

J: "Hey..."

M: "Hi, Jane"

J: "Hey...hmm...you know what? Nevermind. See you tomorrow."

M: "No. Stay."

J: "Nah, it's ok."

F: "Jane, c'mon."

J: "I'll see you guys tomorrow."

With that, the detective walked away.

F: "I'm sorry."

M: "It isn't your fault."

F: "I'm really sorry."

M: "You know what? I'm in it. How's Friday for you?"