Prompt: a few times where Maura gets jealous over other girls coming onto her girlfriend Jane

A/N: A wonderful person on Tumblr gave me this prompt EONS ago. But with things getting in the way, I've lost track, and I sincerely apologise. I've been working on this one piece for over a week now, and I've rewritten it multiple times, because I just don't think I have it right. I hope this final job isn't a horrible mess! I wanted to do right by you, Anon, and I hope I did. If it's not up to scratch, I'll try again. I hope its okay! I've missed writing so much. Please enjoy :)

P.S: I know a lot of you guys asked for a second part to "Take Me For A Ride". That'll come right after this! But I needed to get this out, because the wonderful Anon asked me so long ago, and I owe it to them. I really do. Thank you all so much for your support and patience. I should also have said earlier (like much earlier), I don't have a beta at the moment, so all my mistakes are my own. And I know, I make a lot. Sorry!


Maura isn't a jealous person.

If anything, she was the very opposite of the jealous lover stereotype. In fact, in the past, when people openly admired her partner, she had taken it as a compliment. She certainly never had a problem with other people showing interest. Wasn't it simply an indication that she had made quite the catch? It had never been an issue.

Until Jane.

It wasn't that she didn't trust Jane. On the contrary, there was no one she trusted more, no one more loyal than the dark haired detective. But when other people took an interest in Jane, it got under Maura's skin. She found herself bristling at the smallest things, a smile, a touch… anything that even remotely resembled flirting.

Maura had never pegged herself for the jealous type. Jane had been the one to take up the role as the protective and possessive lover, from the first time someone had tried to hit on Maura at the Dirty Robber after they finally began to date. Jane had grabbed the poor officer by the collar from behind, and told him, in no uncertain terms, that Dr Maura Isles was off the market. After her made the grown man scamper off in terror, Jane had apologised and asked Maura if it had been too far. She had responded with a passionate kiss, finding it both adorable and arousing.

But now, the tables have turned. And Maura got a taste of what it was like feeling jealousy take a hold of her. There was no point in denying it. There was no point in trying to pretend that she wasn't. Jane Rizzoli had turned the unshakeable, rational, capable Dr Isles into a green-eyed monster.


Exhibit A:

She was staring down the blonde woman by the bar, who was eyeing her girlfriend so openly. It wasn't the first time either. Maura had noticed her hanging around in this particular bar before, constantly looking over at them when she seemed to think neither of them (or at least, Maura) was looking. And her visits seemed to have become more frequent as well. It was enough data to at least formulate a hypothesis, regarding her attraction to one Jane Rizzoli.

So far, the woman hadn't made any move towards Jane, but Maura found herself glaring at the stranger anyway, simply because she didn't want anyone else looking at Jane like that. At her Jane like that. Maura shook her head. This was irrational. Maura was a sensible person, a well-educated, controlled, logical person. Her feelings were completely irrational. Wanting to go over there and tell a perfect stranger, who might not even actually be all that interested in her partner, to back off was a little over the top. Instead, she focused on her beautiful detective, as she gestured at the bartender for drinks, held up her fingers, nodded, and smiled. She felt her own mouth curve up into what could quite possibly be described as a love-struck smile.

And then that smile slid right off her face, replaced with a scowl as the blonde woman walked up to Jane. And talked to her.

Maura stopped. This was absolutely ridiculous. A person is perfectly entitled to walk up to another person and engage them in a conversation. There was no harm in that, nothing wrong with wanting to socialise with others. And smiling was a natural part of any greeting. She couldn't fault the woman for smiling. Especially if she was talking to someone as wonderful as Jane. And then her brain jammed.

Oh no. No, that is not okay.

Maura felt the blood rush into face, and suddenly her hands were clenching the table top hard enough to turn the tips white. She felt almost dizzy, and was aware of little other than the sudden feeling of rage and the image of that woman having the audacity to run her hand up a taken woman's arm.

The sensation was really quite unexpected, and disorientating. She had definitely never felt this before. And the next thing she knew, she had abandoned her seat and was making her way over to the bar. Not even deeming to look at her, Maura gently laid her hand on Jane's arm, kissing her girlfriend in greeting. She couldn't help noticing the other blonde glaring at her, and she couldn't help the thrill of satisfaction she felt. Jane, however, didn't seem to notice the tension between the two blondes, kissing Maura back happily and reaching up to stroke her cheek.

"Hey, Maur. I thought you were waiting for me to get the drinks?"

"I thought I'd join you here." It wasn't a lie, just a clever little deflection. Not clever enough, she supposed, because Jane looked at her carefully. Or maybe it was just because Jane knew her so well.

"Your drinks," the bartender came up, smiling and sliding a glass of pinot noir and a bottle of cold beer over the counter. Jane nodded back her thanks, and handed the glass to Maura, other arm slipping around her waist. Maura loved how natural it felt, how easy the move was. It just fit, as she leaned a little into Jane's side. Both women seemed to have forgotten the stranger, too wrapped up in each other. But Maura caught her in the corner of her eye, stalking off. She couldn't keep the triumphant smirk off her face, as she watched the retreating figure disappear.

Then she felt lips against her hair, and a soft whisper in her ear. "What are you grinning about?"

Maura turned to look up at her adorable lover, eyes softening as she took in Jane's curious eyes and that cocky little half-smile she always wore. "How lucky I am to have someone like you."

Jane chuckled, lifting an eyebrow. "You are pretty lucky, huh?" Then she dipped down and place a gentle kiss on her lips. It tasted like beer and sweetness. "Well, I'm pretty lucky too."

Maura smiled against Jane's lips, and decided that it would only be rational for her to see a little green. After all, it was Jane. And Jane was hers.


Exhibit B:

Maura touched up her makeup before exiting the bathroom. As she walked back out into the noise and clamour of the bar, her eyes immediately zeroed in on a woman who was standing by her and Jane's table, chatting animatedly with the detective. She could feel a familiar feeling rising inside of her, but she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Really, she was jumping at such small things. Two people having a conversation was perfectly normal. And yet…

There was always something about these women. Maybe it was in their posture, the way they leaned in a little towards Jane, the way they looked at Jane, the way they reached out to brush some part of Jane…

Nope.

Maura walked over to where the two women were talking or, now it became apparent to Maura, where Jane sat while the other woman just talked. Up close, Maura noted that she was quite pretty, about her own height but brunette. The other woman didn't seem to notice her, but Jane did, and looked relieved.

"Maura! What took you so long?"

"I had to fix up my makeup, Jane."

"Really? You always do that," Jane rolled her eyes. "How many times do I have to tell you, you look beautiful with or without makeup, and you always do such a good job when you do anyway, what's there to fix up?"

"Awww, Jane," Maura smiled. Then she turned to the stranger, who was now standing there in silence. "Hi."

"Hi," the woman stuck her hand out, confident. "I'm Karen."

Maura looked her in the eye, and she felt a moment of satisfaction when she saw the confidence there falter for a moment. Maura smiled sweetly, taking the hand offered to her and shaking it briefly. "Nice to meet you, Karen. I'm Maura."

"Maura. It's a pleasure." Karen turned back to Jane, and gave her a coy smile, causing Maura to boil. There was no question as to what this woman was after. She didn't know if Karen actually knew that she and Jane were an item though, so she decided to make a subtle claim. Edging into the booth next to Jane, she ran a hand down Jane's arm.

"Sweetie, did you want me to get you another beer?"

Jane shook her head, a little too quickly. "Nah, I'm okay. Still haven't finished this one." The detective's hand found its way over Maura's, squeezing it and not letting go. The doctor narrowed her eyes for a moment, looking at the brunette beside her. Jane's eyes were almost pleading. Don't go. Don't leave me alone with her. Maura almost burst out laughing. So Jane was actually scared of this woman. It was cute.

Turning back to the woman, Maura wondered what she possibly could have done to make Jane so reluctant to be in her company alone. And Maura found out quite soon enough.

Karen liked to talk. She liked to talk a lot, and about herself. And Maura soon came to the dawning realisation that Karen was trying to talk herself up. She could see the way the other woman was eyeing her, challenging her, as she launched into a story about her time as a nurse who had been dispatched to disaster zones around America, and various other bits of information that, judging by the way she was looking at Jane, she thought would sound impressive.

The nerve. This woman was quite openly attempting to flirt with Jane, right in front of Maura. The doctor felt the twinge of jealousy again, but it was muted in comparison to before. A large part of that was due to Jane's obvious personal grievance towards this woman in the first place. But Karen either didn't notice, or chose to ignore, that the two women didn't seem to want her company. Instead, she seemed to be gaining confidence as she kept on talking. And it was irking Maura. The green beast inside of her was slowly waking. She decided to end this now.

When Karen took a moment to pause and take a drink from the glass in her hand, Maura took her chance. "Well, that's quite an impressive list of achievements you have there. What's it like, constantly travelling around the states and working in disaster zones like that? I don't do much travelling unless it's to conferences and meetings to discuss new medical and forensic techniques. And the only time I really worked in a disaster zone was maybe during that period when I worked with Médecins Sans Frontiers, in Tanzania. It wasn't really a disaster zone though, but the conditions were truly horrible." Maura finished off, fingering her own wineglass and looking over at the other brunette; a silent challenge. Maura didn't really like to brag, but if this woman wanted a battle, she'd get one.

Karen looked suitably impressed, and a little intimidated. "Oh… you're a doctor then, Maura?"

"Actually, Chief Medical Examiner for the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, but I did finish medical school and complete my intern and residency years; hence joining Doctors Without Borders."

"That's… that's quite impressive."

Maura smiled. "Well, now I don't really work on the living anymore. But I can speak for the dead. And I can bring peace to them both, the living families, and the memory of the dead. It might not be a lot of people's 'thing' but I think it's worth it."

At that point, Jane cut in, a hand gently playing with Maura's hair as she smiled down at the blonde lovingly. "She's brilliant at both though. She still saves lives, like she saved my little brother's. And God knows how many times she's saved mine. She's amazing at anything she does."

Maura turned to look into the dark eyes of her beloved detective, and placed a soft kiss on her smiling lips. This was followed by another kiss, and another.

They were broken up by the sound of a throat clearing. They turned to see a slightly red-faced Karen getting up and excusing herself.

"Well… I think I should go… get a drink and… um… it was nice talking to you." And she turned and disappeared into the crowd.

Jane breathed a sigh of relief. "God, I thought she'd never leave!"

Maura raised an eyebrow at her. "How did you two end up talking?"

"I don't even know! One second I was alone, waiting for you, and next thing she comes outta nowhere and starts talking to me!" Jane rolled her eyes. "Am I wearing a sticker that says 'please come talk to me endlessly about yourself' that I don't know about?"

No, you're just your extremely attractive self. Instead, Maura answered, "I don't see one."

Jane shot her a glare, but her eyes were dancing, filled with warmth. "Thank you for chasing her away for me."

The doctor turned quickly to look at Jane. Had the detective picked up on her jealousy? It didn't to be the case though, as Jane continued.

"I think you effectively scared her off with your very scary list of achievements. She probably thought she was really up there with all her things and I could hardly say anything against her, but then someone like you comes along…" Jane chuckled, before leaning in to kiss Maura just under her ear. Then she whispered, "Actually… it was kinda hot."

Maura lifted an eyebrow at her girlfriend. "Really?"

"Hell yes." Jane let out a low growl. "Confident Maura is sexy."

"Oh, I'm always confident, detective."

"Mmmm, I know you are." Jane kissed a trail from that spot under her ear down to her neck. "But why don't you show me just how confident you are?"

"With pleasure," Maura grinned, grabbing Jane's hand and making her way for the door.


Exhibit C:

Tonight wasn't a good night. Not by a long shot. Not even close. And right now, Maura was seething.

It was supposed to be a great night. They'd just cracked a huge case that had been dragging on for over a week. It had almost gone cold before a stroke of luck gave the homicide team the piece they needed to get back on track, and ultimately clear the case. Frost, Frankie and Korsak had joined them for drinks at the Dirty Robber. Everything had been going wonderfully until she came along.

Officer Julie Tanner seemed to have been quite impressed with the efforts of the homicide team and, in particular, one tall brunette detective. Maura had hardly noticed her until Jane went up for her turn to get the next round of drinks. And Maura watched as the other woman sidled up to her girlfriend and began to talk to her. She watched Jane say something back in response, smiling at the other officer.

Sitting across from the other three men, Maura didn't want to seem like the jealous girlfriend. There was no reason, really, for her to feel so much enmity towards Officer Tanner. The woman respected Jane and her astounding work as a detective. She was jumping to conclusions again, something jealousy seemed to make her do. Maura Isles never jumped to conclusions. She collected all the necessary data, organised it into an interpretable form, and then analysed it to draw a reasonable conclusion. And at the moment, there was absolutely nothing that would suggest this woman's intentions went beyond platonic friendship, or even a simple wish to congratulate Jane.

Except for that smile that drew attention to the lips.

And that touch that gave the comfort of human skin-on-skin contact.

And that little tilt of the head that exposed a little more skin at the neck.

Maura could feel her insides slowly firing up, a rage that quietly stewed inside her as she watched the two converse. But she had to control herself a little better tonight. As she quickly realised when Frankie looked over at her and frowned.

"Hey, Maura, you okay?"

"Oh… I'm…" Maura quickly drained the last of the wine her glass to avoid giving an answer. But Frankie followed her gaze to where Jane was standing, still talking to Julie. The younger Rizzoli looked back at Maura, his eyes scrutinising her. It seemed that the Rizzolis shared the same look when it came to trying to read another person. Then Frankie's eyebrows rose, but he didn't say anything, for which Maura was grateful. Frost and Korsak seemed to have missed the exchange.

Soon Jane was back, bearing a tray of drinks for everyone. She smiled at Maura as she handed her another glass of red, before sitting down next to her and wrapping her arm around her. But much to Maura's displeasure, she noticed a new addition to their group. Julie.

"Hey guys, is it okay if Julie joins us for a few drinks?"

"Sure!" Korsak grinned, while Frost nodded, giving her a smile. Frankie looked between Maura and Julie, a hint of worry in his eyes. Almost instantly, a tension seemed to spring up between the two women that no one seemed to feel except for them and Frankie.

"It's wonderful for you to join us, Officer Tanner," Maura said politely, trying to stay pleasant, even as she felt her face flush slightly at this latest threat. Threat? This is getting ridiculous.

"Oh, no, pleasures mine, Dr Isles. I was alone, thanks for taking me on board." She gave Jane a warm smile which sent a wave of fury through Maura. "Thanks for letting me join you, Jane."

Jane shrugged it off, smiling. Maura knew she was on a high from cracking the case. "Well, we're all cops, gotta have each other's back right?" And she put an arm around the officer's shoulder, making Maura's jaw clench.

The rest of the night had only pushed Maura closer and closer to the edge, as the green beast inside of her clawed at her insides, trying to find a way out, as Julie cracked jokes that sent the table in uproarious gales of laughter, and touched Jane with every opportunity she had. A brush of the hands, a brush on the arm, she even went so far as to pick a piece of fluff out of Jane's hair. The doctor seethed in silence, her hands clenched tightly in her lap where no one could see.

Until Jane removed her arm from around Maura's waist to reach for her hand. She noticed the clenched fists, and immediately turned to her lover, worry in her eyes. "Woah, Maura, you're tense. Are you okay?"

Maura just shook her head in response, trying to smile at Jane. The detective saw right through it, but let it go, giving her hadn a squeeze. Then she turned back to the table. "Alright, excuse me, I'll be right back. Nature calls."

Everyone just nodded, and Jane got up, disappearing into the crowded bar as she made her way towards the ladies bathroom.

With the brunette gone, the tension between the two women seemed to intensify. Maura didn't look at the officer, instead beginning a conversation with Frankie. But by now, it seemed that the entire table had picked up on the strained interaction between Julie and Maura. It was subtle, but Maura could see the detectives glancing between her and Tanner.

Then Julie got up as well, excusing herself from the table. And warning bells began to go off in Maura's head, as she watched the woman slip through the crowd, making her way to the back corner, where the women's bathroom was. Oh, hell no.

"Excuse me, gentlemen. I won't be a moment." And with that, she was out of her seat as well, and following the path Julie had taken. She rounded the corner in time to see Julie disappearing into the ladies room, the door swinging shut behind her. Maura quickly followed, catching the door and pushing it open to find…

Jane, backed up against the wall by the sinks, a look of shock on her face.

Julie, too close to Jane, and getting closer.

And Maura snapped. In two strides, she crossed the bathroom and seized the woman's arm, while slipping herself into the tiny space left between Jane and Julie. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" The doctor's usually calm voice cracked out like a whip. Officer Tanner took a step back in shock, and Maura mirrored her, taking a step forward.

"Wh- hey, Maura–"

"Don't you 'hey Maura' me" she hissed back. "You. Are a despicable human being, for going after a taken woman. And to have the audacity to do it right in front of me!"

"Whoa, Maur… sweetie–"

Maura whipped around, pointing at the detective. "Shh! No! You don't get to talk!"

She spun back around to glare at the woman in front of her. Julie was quite visibly cowed by the ferocious woman in front of her. "I will have you know that Jane Rizzoli is in a very happy and satisfying relationship with me, and she has no need for the likes of you trying to get involved with her. I have absolutely every faith in Jane, so I know that this series of events is through no fault of her own. Which leaves you as the soul perpetrator of all this. I expected for more of you Officer Tanner. And I'll thank you for staying away from my girlfriend in the future. Or I will kindly show you around my morgue… in a body bag. I'm a Chief Medical Examiner, and I've worked enough crime scenes to know how to kill someone and destroy all the evidence."

By this stage, it was clear that Julie was nigh on terrified. She had backed away from the petite blonde, hands held up in surrender.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to leave now with my girlfriend. Don't bother re-joining us unless you would really like to test my wrath. Jealousy is a green-eyed monster, and there's no stopping a monster. Have a good night, officer." And with that, Maura grabbed Jane by the hand and pulled her out of the bathroom, leaving the frozen woman behind them.

But before Maura could take them much further, Jane tugged on her hand, pulling her into a dark corner of the bar. When they were hidden away, Maura found herself looking up into incredibly dark eyes, the last of her shock fading away as something else replaced it.

"Holy fuck."

"Jane." Her words were somewhere between a chastisement and a question.

"That was maybe one of the hottest things I have ever seen you do." Jane shook her head, her eyes boring into Maura's. "Possessive Maura is hot."

Maura smirked a little. "You didn't think it was too much?" She tilted her head. "I more or less threatened her."

"Hell, I'll help you hide the body." Jane smirked back. Then her eyes became earnest. "Y'know I love you, right, Maur? I had no idea she was interested in me! I'd never do that to you, you know that right? I love you, and I'd blind myself before I ever did anything to jeopardise our relationship. You're the best thing in my life, Maur. I'd have to be stupider than a slug to pick anyone else over you."

Maura was touched, and she reached up to cup Jane's face, planting a soft kiss on her lips. "I know, Jane. I know it wasn't your fault. I'm not sure what came over me, really. But… I feel such… uncontrollable rage, whenever I see another woman trying to…"

Jane lifted an eyebrow, smiling. "So… have I actually turned the rational Dr Isles into a lean green fighting machine?"

"I…"

"Because it is so incredibly sexy when you get all possessive like that." Jane's eyes seemed to darken even further. "Damn, Maur… is this how you feel after I've told someone to back off? Because all I want right now is for you to take me ho–"

Maura cut her off, kissing her passionately. And she was delighted to find Jane being rather submissive for once, as she gave complete control of the kiss to Maura. It brought out a beast in Maura, but not a green-eyed one anymore. This one was a very different kind of monster.

"Mmmm, we're leaving." Maura grabbed Jane by the arm and began to tug her towards the exit.

"Shouldn't we at least say goodbye?" Jane's voice was amused, but she followed Maura happily.

"Right now, I don't really care."

Jane gave a mock gasp. "Dr Isles!" As they bulled their way past their table, Maura smiled at the three men. "Jane and I are heading home for a bit of an early night. Enjoy your evening, gentlemen." The detective just waved at the three guys behind her, before hurrying up, because Maura had no intention of slowing down.

The moment they reached Jane's cruiser, Maura quickly pushed Jane against the door and kissed her hungrily. When they finally parted, Jane looked half-dazed.

"Wow, what's gotten into you, Maur?"

"I guess my jealous streak brings out a rather… possessive side in me," her voice lowered, as she grabbed hold of Jane's belt and pulled their bodies flush against each other. The moan she got in response made her grin wickedly. She began to kiss at Jane's neck, nipping at her pulse point.

"God, I'm not complaining. I should make you jealous more often."

Maura immediately pulled back, glaring at Jane. "Don't you dare."

The detective groaned. "Awww, Maur, you know I'm just kidding."

Maura only shook her head, backing up and pulling away from her girlfriend.

"Maura!" Jane stamped her foot, like a child would. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry I said that. You're amazing and beautiful, and I'd be stupid to go and make you jealous by flirting with other women just to get you all riled up because you're so unbelievably hot and sexy when you do, because you're so hot and sexy anyway. Now please come back here and kiss me and take me home, because I really, really need you right now."

Maura smiled triumphantly, before grabbing a hold of Jane's blazer and pulling her in for a deep kiss. Then she pulled away, walked around the side of the car, and got in. A couple of moments later, Jane managed to recover enough wits to follow suit.

"Drive, Jane. I have a lot of plans for you tonight."

This spurred some action in Jane, as she instantly fumbled for her keys, trying to get the car started. As she pulled out of the parking spot, she shook her head. "Damn, I love the green-eyed monster."