Here is Chapter 4... sure to have more smutty in it! Plus also explains what happened to Jane, so please enjoy!

Disclaimer: Tess Gerritsen and TNT are the owners of R and I, not mine, I'm only having fun writing about the characters for you awesome guys.

Chapter 4

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Jane's hand ventured between Maura's legs, forgetting her worries as a surge of white-hot longing shot through her body! She'd always been able to do this, making her mindless with passion with even the most casual of touches!

"Mmm, m-my legs won't h-hold up… m-much longer!" The blonde was amazed at how breathless her voice sounded.

"I'll hold you," Jane's breath tickled her as she probed and caressed her most intimate parts.

"I'm weak," she pleaded. "Debilitated… Y-You're torturing me," Maura whimpered.

"Okay, I'll stop."

"No!"

Jane chuckled as she continued her sensual assault. It must have been a very long time since they'd made love, Maura deduced. Why else would she be so…so…? She moaned, amazed at herself, and maybe Jane, by intimately closing around the brunette's fingers already buried within her and reaching a climax!

"Oh! Tha… That wasn't fair! T-That w-was… too fast!" Maura wheezed, trying to catch her breath.

Jane softly laughed again, the sound causing the doc to tremble with pleasurable goose bumps. "Then we'll just have to do it all over again, won't we?" Jane's strong arms swung her up and onto the bed, and then took her time in removing her own clothes.

"You've gotten more muscles," the doctor observed as Jane bared her small breasts and six-pack abs.

"I chop a lot of wood." The cop simply replied, yet she didn't elaborate that chopping wood was Jane's method of choice in clearing her mind… of Maura, and of Boston. She had chopped so much, producing enough wood for at least ten years worth of winter nights. Since Jane Rizzoli couldn't burn it all before the wood would decay, rotting away back into the soil, the cop actually had a small side business selling wood to local folks for both burning in their fireplaces as well as cooking, especially the local businesses that specialized in smoking various meats and other foods the locals enjoyed.

Jane let Maura stare at her for a few moments. The approval in her green eyes made the brunette tremble with more excitement! She wasn't the only one who might reach peak performance before it was desirable and her hardened flesh throbbed more intensely! The physician gently grasped the swollen penis within her hand, causing the muscular woman to groan.

Maura then lifted her hand upwards to Jane. "Lie with me, Jane. I…I n-need you."

Joining her in the bed, Jane started wondering if the gorgeous honey blonde was about to say she loved her. If only she did… did Maura still love her before losing her memory? If only Maura hadn't forced herself to come to Baytown.

Pushing those wonderings aside, the brunette gently began kissing the gorgeous face. After several long moments, Jane's lips began to roam for the hollow of her throat, the insides of her arms, and between her breasts… all the places guaranteed to drive Maura Isles wild! When she was heated up all over again, Jane kissed her mouth with an almost savage intensity, deepening the kiss, and feeling Maura's body tremble!

Settling her own body over Maura's, Jane realized she was almost home! Even though she wanted to take things slowly, it had been so long since they'd been together like this! Jane's body apparently had not forgotten its cravings for Maura and had to get inside her!

When Dr. Isles moaned her name, Jane Rizzoli couldn't wait any longer! Breaking off the kiss to gaze down into stormy green eyes, Jane softly sank into the heavenly warmth she had often struggled to purge from her memory, but never could! Thrusting further inside Maura's waiting body, every part of Jane's body shook as all of her repressed desire burst forth with an equally intense hunger!

As Maura's scent swept through the cop's nostrils, the doc's inner muscles gripped Jane's throbbing flesh for everything it could get! Unable to hold back and extend their pleasure, the brunette threw her head back, and surrendered to her!

"Maura!"

This sexy little pixie was making her mark with each lift of her hips to meet Jane's hard thrusts, stroke for stroke; being pushed even further over the edge! Sensing the mind-blowing explosion on the horizon, the intense near black, brown eyes glanced back down into Maura's face and saw her own passion mirrored in the near black, greenish eyes! The surging warmth intensified between them and Jane reunited her lips with Maura's! The strong brunette groaned as she felt the bundle at the base of her penis suddenly clench and spasm as the liquid love fusing their bodies together surged in heat!

When the climax hit, Jane could have sworn bells and whistles went off as the fireworks erupted behind her closed eyes! Their bodies exploded together, escalating them to the stars and beyond! They shuddered together as the power of want drenched them in an orgasm so potent Jane wondered if they would ever be able to recover from this! Not just from this sumptuous orgasm, but also from this whole tangled web of lies she allowed Angela, and herself to be caught up in.

Moments later, when their bodies ceased shuddering, Jane eased out of her, and rolling to the side as Maura laid spent and damp against her. The doc managed to lift up and place her hands on either side of Jane's face and kissed her. The kiss was as gentle and loving as Jane's had been rough and demanding. Surely, Maura still loved her. She must have! She said so in the hospital! She might have been really angry the night they had broken up, and rightfully so. But she still couldn't believe that one argument would negate the foundation of trust and love they'd built prior to then.

As they lay together in a cocoon of intimacy, Maura sighed deeply. This was good, even great. But sex by itself wasn't enough to make a marriage work. She personally heard that from countless sources as well as reading in various research and medical journals. Maura would have to carve a place for herself, cultivate a life of purpose apart from wife and mother. But what could she possibly find to do here on the waterfront that would be fulfilling for her? Start a mail-order business selling homemade soap or something? Sail boats for a living? Maybe she could start a practice here?

The possibilities made her shiver with distaste.

"Cold?" Jane asked, drawing the covers over Maura's bare torso.

She was about to answer when a baby's cry startled her. It came from a small speaker on the nightstand… a baby monitor, she realized. A thoughtful touch, the doctor mused. However, was it from Angela or Jane in the preparations to accommodate a baby in the cop's house?

Maura groaned. "I don't suppose you'd like to check on your son?" She asked the brunette, "Find out what the trouble is?"

Jane grew tense beside her. "I wouldn't… wouldn't know what to do. You and I have hardly seen each other in the past few months," the brown eyes averted as she confessed. "I-I haven't really spent any time with Joseph alone since he was born."

"Well, you'd better start learning, Mother-boy!" The blonde said playfully, although tension bloomed inside her chest. Surely Jane wasn't going to turn out to be one of those macho type parents who thought taking care of a child was solely the birth mother's work.

Maura all but dragged Jane with her to check on Joseph after they found some semblance of their clothing and heading into the other room. Now that her mind was clearer, she took a good look at the nursery. Fussy, with baseballs and basketballs everywhere, the walls were a soft gray. But it was well equipped, with everything she would need to care for an infant, and for that she was grateful.

Jane with the help of Angela, no doubt.

"Ah, just as I suspected," she said after a quick diaper check. "He needs a change. You do know how to change a diaper, right?" Maura asked Jane teasingly.

"I'm not very good at it!" Jane confessed with a small blush. "I'll watch you do this one. Then the next one's mine." She suggested.

"That seems fair," Maura replied cheerfully.

Jane dutifully watched as the mother went through the now routine task of wiping, powdering, and taping on a fresh new diaper. "Seems easy enough. Will he go back to sleep now?"

"I doubt it. It's getting close to feeding time." Maura stated, picking up the now happy baby and resting him against her shoulder.

"Okay… I need to make a phone call." And just like that, Jane left the room and disappeared down the stairs.

Maura sighed. What was wrong with Jane? She'd never known for her to be tentative or ineffectual about anything. Did Jane just plain not like kids? Could she possibly be resentful on being trapped into marriage by an unplanned pregnancy? If that were the case, Maura couldn't go through with the wedding. She could not bind herself to a woman who might resent her wife and child, which just might well turn to something worse. She had been telling herself she loved Jane, but could she truly love a woman who didn't put her own offspring first?

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It took Jane a couple of minutes after she reached her home office before she could stop trembling. It was a baby, just a baby. But nothing had ever scared her like her own son.

Get a grip! Jane ordered herself. There was no reason to believe she could not learn to competently, responsibly care for her own child. But then Jane immediately started thinking of the hundreds of things that could go wrong.

She hadn't anticipated such a visceral response to the baby! Such a myriad and confusion of feelings! Jane couldn't help but love Joseph, a tiny human being that she and Maura had created together. But she was also terrified.

The fear was the result of the events in Boston… that fateful event which had Jane Rizzoli where she was now. She rationally understood that part, to figure that out. However, the cop's emotional feelings were still on a far different plane than where rationality and understanding stood. Her last day on the Boston Police Force… the day that had forever changed Jane Rizzoli. Back then, she really liked children, and had even participated in some of the programs to help underprivileged kids. Afterwards though, the sheer miracle of a child's life…and the tragedy of her death… hit Jane with the force of a wrecking ball.

Flashback:

One year ago:

Jane pulled up to 3215 James Street address. A call came in reporting a domestic disturbance and she was the first officer to arrive on the scene. As Officer Rizzoli got out of her police car, she could hear yelling coming from inside the house. As she approached the partially opened front door, Jane could see a man inside waving a gun! Her adrenaline instantly surged, realizing she had to act fast!

As she slowly entered the house with her hand gripping her still holstered weapon; the cop could make out two young kids hiding under a table, as a woman stood against a wall crying and cornered. Jane could tell the man was high out of his mind, potentially on PCP and that they were all in a dangerous situation, which was deteriorating fast! The crazy S.O.B. was waving a gun, his wife screaming, and pleading with him to put it down!

Jane pushed the radio talk button on her shoulder, speaking into it softly. "This is Officer Rizzoli, Victor eight-two-five. I'm at 3215 James Street; please send back up! We've got a dangerous situation here… White male, approximately 6'4, weighing about 260 is holding a gun on his wife and two small children!" Jane explained to the dispatcher. She received a prompt response, promising help was on the way.

As Jane rounded the corner, the woman spotted her first while the man's back remained facing the cop. Jane drew her service weapon and pointed it at the man's back. "Police! Sir, drop your weapon!" Jane yelled, trying to get the man's attention away from his wife and kids.

The man laughed and stepped closer to his wife, not even bothering to turn and acknowledge the police officer. Not even lowering his weapon, Jane didn't want to hurt the man in front of his kids, believing she could talk to him. "Hey buddy, you don't want to do this in front of your kids, you're scaring them!" Jane tried reasoning with the deranged looking man, but he just laughed harder and finally turning his head in her direction. She could see that the man wasn't really there, furthering the cop's suspicion of him being on some powerful drugs. "You don't want them to grow up without their mother, do you?" she asked him, struggling to conceal her own growing desperation.

Jane could see the little girl easing from under the table and making her way toward her mother and father. She didn't want to scare the young child by yelling for her to stay back, but she didn't want to see her hurt either.

The man noticed the child approaching and pointed the gun on her. "Why do I care? They're not even my kids!" He pulled the trigger, hitting the little girl in the chest. Jane watched in slow motion as the little girl crumpled to the floor.

"NOOOOOO!" Jane yelled, pulling the tripper of her own weapon, shooting him in the shoulder. Once he was down and screaming in agony, Jane subdued the guy in handcuffs before making her way over to the girl. She could hear the mother crying hysterically behind her as she turned the child over and saw the pool of blood underneath her. The girl was already barely breathing.

"Come on, baby!" Jane said, placing her hand over the bloody wound, trying to slow down the bleeding to no end. The little girl looked her in the eye, and smiled before taking her final breath, closing her big blue eyes forever. Officer Jane Rizzoli lifted the child into her arms in a desperate hug, as if she could somehow keep the young girl alive with her own body's energy, and that's the way the back up responding police officers and EMTs found her.

That night changed Jane's life forever. She learned later on that little girl's name was Isabella… Isabella Thomas and was just two weeks shy of her sixth birthday. That day Jane Rizzoli quit the Boston Police Department. Also that same day, broke up with her girlfriend, Dr. Maura Isles.

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Jane never told Maura about that day's tragedy or her reasons for quitting the police force and leaving Boston entirely, which were the main ones. The doctor might have heard about it on the news, but she wouldn't have known Jane was involved. She'd been too close to it, too wrapped up in her sins to confide in anyone, even Maura. Jane's lack of honesty had cost her their relationship. She realized that now.

Jane would just have to find the strength to bury her fears, she realized. Running away from it could only take her so far, nor the chopping of all the world's wood. While the cop never imagined Dr. Isles ever leaving Boston, apparently Maura found herself surprised at ending up in Baytown, Texas as much as Jane Rizzoli! Despite the amnesia due to being in the wrong place at the wrong time at the hands of a mugger, something caused Maura Isles to come all the way out here and find her former girlfriend… the "father" of her… no, their child. So, she needed to find out what Maura's actual plans had been when she came to Baytown. Jane Rizzoli certainly didn't want any harm to come to her business in Boston as a result of this little game she was playing.

Finding Maura's business partner's phone number, Jane dialed it, and was immediately relieved to get her right away. "Susie? It's Jane Rizzoli, Maura's… friend?"

"Thank God! I've been trying to get Maura on her cell phone! Has something happened?" Susie Chang's voice asked frighteningly.

"Her car was stolen," Jane explained. "She also… she's okay, don't worry… but she can't exactly remember how she got to Baytown."

"You mean she has amnesia?! What about Joseph?" Susie continued in a near frantic tone.

The Harris County Deputy detective patiently spoke, focusing on calming Susie down. Frantic thinking never served any useful purpose to Rizzoli, well except for those sick minds who used panic and terrorism as their weapon. Could she have panicked that fateful night she failed Isabella? The brown eyes squeezed shut tightly as Jane forced those memories away, burying them away as deep as possible as she took a few deep breaths.

Once Chang sounded to be in a more calm and rational state, Jane proceeded to explain everything, asking her to rearrange Maura's appointment schedule, and making sure her bills were paid on time. Maura was going to be furious with her as it was. No need for Jane to wreck her business or her credit rating while she was lying to her. This made Jane feel sick to her stomach! Why did I let Ma talk me into this?! The brunette thought for the umpteenth time.

"I'll give you a week to come clean with her," Susie finally said. "But only because I think what you guys had is worth salvaging… and because Joseph needs his other mother!" Jane frowned at the growing intensity in Chang's voice. "But you better do right by Maura, or you'll answer to me!" Susie finished threateningly before hanging up the line.

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So, let me know what you think. Poor Jane has been through a lot, I just hope she knows what she is doing. Until next time people, Terri411...