I don't own Rizzoli and Isles, but I wish I did.
A/N: You are all so wonderful for reviewing and reading; I apologize for making you wait so long for a update. At the end of June, I sustained a severe knee injury that'll require surgery two weeks from now. On top of that, I fell down the stairs last week. Between the injuries and preparing to teach two new subjects next year, I haven't given myself the chance to write. This is shorter than usual, but I wanted to get back in the swing of things. It's mostly for fun. Thank you for your patience!
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When the women returned to school on Tuesday, Maura was met with the sobering reality that AP exams were a week away. On the outside the doctor maintained her composure, and her students had little to no clue that she was a mess of nerves. Jane, of course, knew better. Consequently, she devised a plan to help relax the doctor.
Jane kept a watchful eye on the quickly dwindling stack of essays, which Maura was slashing through with her red pen. No paper survived her critical eye. Every single page had room for improvement. If there was an area of weakness embedded in the paper, she found it and annihilated it. It was sheer carnage…
"Umm...Maur, aren't you grading a little harsher than usual?" Jane leaned over the doctor's shoulder to peer at Maura's most recent victim. Carefully, the brunette balanced the steaming cup of tea she had just prepared for her girlfriend.
The mug Maura insisted on using for her nightly tea had the smallest handle known to mankind. Jane always struggled to carry it without burning her knuckles on the side.
"I've never seen you use so much red ink." Careful to keep out of spilling range of Maura's papers, Jane gingerly placed the tea on the coffee table.
"What? Oh?" Maura shuffled through her pile of graded essays and surveyed the damage. Her grimace was enough of an answer for Jane.
The doctor tapped the pen against her teeth before replying, "Perhaps, I am. I just want them to analyze what aspects of their essays they need to strengthen. There's only a week left!"
Maura shifted in her seat on the couch to better face Jane. The doctor's eyes fell on the steaming cup, which tacitly beckoned her to relax.
"Thank you for my tea," a tired smile reflected the blonde's gratitude.
"You're welcome, babe. I know it's frustrating, Maura. C'mere," Jane wrapped her arms around the flustered blonde and squeezed her softly.
"You've got to relax. The kids are going to rock the test, and," Jane placed her finger on the blonde's lip to ward off the impending interruption, "before you interrupt me, let me tell you something."
Maura conceded and allowed Jane to continue.
"They will do great. You'll have some kids who blow it out of the water and get fives, or you might have some kids who get ones because they did jack shit all year. Ultimately, it's out of your hands. You just need to believe that you have done your best preparing them."
Jane leveled her gaze at the blonde, "You do believe you did your best, don't you?"
Maura's shoulders sagged as she regarded Jane's words.
Have I done my best?
Maura worried her lip as she gazed into Jane's knowing eyes.
"Yes." Maura admitted softly.
Jane affectionately kissed her temple and squeezed her gently before standing from the couch with the grace of a newborn giraffe. The brunette was rather tired, but she refused to forego the surprise she had planned for Maura.
"Hey, Jane! Where are you going?" Maura couldn't help the slightly cross tone in her voice. She thought Jane had plans to continue cuddling her as she finished her grading.
Jane called out as she continued to leave the room. "The bathroom. Think about what I said Maura."
Once Jane was out of sight, Maura returned to her grading as her initial annoyance waned. She was pleased to realize she had three essays left.
Who knows? Maybe I'll have a chance to relax tonight after all.
As Maura laid her final graded essay on the top of the stack, a stacatto knocking on her front door shattered the quiet. Maura involuntarily jumped at the offending sound.
Wondering who was knocking at her door at 9 o'clock at night, Maura rose from her comfortable spot on the couch and padded over to the door. Relieved to see that the door was locked, she peered through the peephole.
There stood Jane, dressed from head to toe as a police officer.
Maura couldn't fight the smile pulling at her lips and the strong tingling low in her belly as she took in her girlfriend's appearance. Gaining control of herself, the doctor opened the door.
Jane, channeling her past life as an officer, addressed the blonde.
"Good evening, Ma'am. I was informed that a civilian was in need of assistance."
Maura's excitement flared; apparently, Jane had found her old uniform.
"Hello, Officer, thank you for arriving so soon. Please come in. I called because my girlfriend has gone missing!"
Impressed by how quickly Maura fell into character, Jane fought to keep a straight face.
Very clever, Doctor.
Maura ushered the "officer" over to her couch. "Please sit. I'm so worried."
Jane removed her hat and placed it on the coffee table as she sat down. She reached around to retrieve her old leather notepad and pencil from her kit belt.
Clearing her throat, Jane began, "Can you please give me a description of your girlfriend?"
Maura slowly crossed her legs. Her short sleep shorts showcased a considerable amount of bare thigh.
"She's 5'10'' with long dark curly hair. Her build is slender, and she's toned...much like you." Maura's hand found a convenient spot to rest on Jane's thigh.
Jane was having trouble concentrating. Maura wasn't playing fair.
Clearing her throat to help her regain her focus, Jane asked,"Is there anything else I need to know about your girlfriend?"
"She is a passionate hot-blooded Italian, who is very, very jealous." Maura bit her lip seductively as she peered at the brunette from under her thick eyelashes.
Damn, Maura is laying this on thick. I won't let her out do me on this.
"Hmm...that's very interesting." Jane pretended to scribble something down in her notes but was distracted when she felt hot breath in her ear.
"You look a lot like her," Maura whispered.
Jane felt chills run up and down her spine, but she refused to give in yet. Hell, she was in charge!
Officer Jane stood from her place on the couch to get some much needed space from the blonde.
"Could you please tell me where you last saw her?"
The doctor slowly uncrossed her legs and wantonly spread them open. Maura pointed to her crotch. "This is the last place I saw her, Officer."
"Oh!" Jane's voice squeaked and blushed scarlet.
The two women tried holding each other's gaze; each refused to break character.
Surprisingly, Maura was the first to crack. Jane's impression of a tomato was too convincing.
"Really, Maur?" Jane wiped a tear from her eye as her giggles subsided.
"What? It's highly probable." The doctor quirked a saucy eyebrow.
Clearing her throat to refocus on their game, Jane redirected her attention to her old leather notebook.
"Ma'am your behavior is highly suspicious. I'm sorry, but I'll need to do a strip search. I need you to remove your clothing."
"Excuse me?" Maura huffed and folded her arms. Even though they were playing a game, Maura couldn't help but feel slightly offended when Jane accused her of being suspicious.
Jane leveled a playful glare at the blonde. "Are you refusing a direct order from an officer, ma'am?"
Rather than answer, Maura proceeded to remove her clothes. Her sole intent was to tease the brunette, so she faced away from Jane as she undressed. The doctor knew Jane liked her breasts best.
It's too easy sometimes.
A disgruntled huff affirmed that her ploy had its desired effect on the Italian.
When Maura turned her head to ask for further instructions, she did not expect to find Jane holding her handcuffs.
"I'm afraid that I will have to restrain you for your impertinent behavior." Jane fought and lost the battle to keep her voice impassive.
"Please turn around and face me." Jane watched in delight as the doctor's nude front came into sight.
The metallic click of the cuffs closing around the blonde's wrists echoed loudly in the empty room.
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"Mmm...Jane that was so much fun. Thank you," Maura kissed the brunette languidly, causing another flare of desire to burn in them both. "You can go ahead and take off the handcuffs now."
"Sure, Maura. Let me grab the key." Jane hopped up off the couch to search her belt for the key.
"Fuck! Where is it?" Jane mumbled as she stuck her hands in every possible place of her uniform. She struggled to keep calm as she ran out of pockets to check.
The air conditioner kicked on and a cold draft blew across Maura's nude body. "Jane, will you hurry up, please? I'm getting cold." Maura rattled the handcuffs for emphasis.
"Uh, yeah, one second…" Jane called out from behind the blonde. She was on her hands and knees frantically searching the floor.
"Jane, what's taking you so long? Is something wrong?" Maura couldn't help the irritation leaking into her voice. She was cold and rather exposed.
Jane stood up from her spot on the ground and warily approached the blonde.
"Fuck, Maura, I'm sorry."
Maura eyed the brunette suspiciously, "What do you mean you're sorry?"
Jane gnawed on her thumbnail and averted her gaze away from the agitated blonde's glare.
"I lost the key." Jane confessed in a small voice.
"YOU DID WHAT!?" Maura screeched.
"I'm sorry! I thought I had it. Um, let me get you a blanket or something. I can pick the locks! I promise!" The brunette scrambled around the couch to retrieve the blanket that had fallen during their lovemaking.
"Jane, I can't believe you lost the keys! Didn't you check beforehand?"
The brunette sheepishly confessed, "No."
Maura took in Jane's cowed expression and immediately felt guilty for overreacting.
"It's ok. Just go to the garage and get the mini-screwdriver set."
Jane dashed off to retrieve the necessary tools for freeing her naked girlfriend.
It only took Jane ten minutes to release Maura, and in that time Maura learned how Jane managed to pull off her entire scheme.
"The other day when you had to stay late at school, I dashed over to Ma's place to grab my old uniform. I managed to hide it in the guest bedroom before you got home."
"How did you manage to make it to the front door?"
"I climbed out of the guest bedroom window." Jane stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Jane! That window is on the second story!" Maura's mind reeled with all the possible injuries Jane could have suffered if she had fallen in her descent.
The brunette wrapped her long arms tight around the blonde. I'm fine. Don't forget that the roof of the kitchen is right underneath the window. I didn't have far to go."
Maura rolled her eyes. There was no redeeming her incorrigible girlfriend. "Do me a favor and don't ever do that again."
Jane chuckled, "Ok, I promise. I'm sorry I scared you." To show how contite she was, Jane suggested they do whatever Maura wanted for the rest of the night.
Maura thought a moment before a devilish smile stretched across her face. "I want to try those handcuffs on you…"
Jane had never hopped out of the blonde's reach so quickly in her life.