A/N: Here's a little Rizzles sexiness for you :p

Almost two hours had passed when Maura was out of the shower and contemplating what Jane had picked out for her. It was one of her favorite dresses. Jane knew her so well. Still, she wondered why Jane had picked something so formal. What were they doing? And then Maura saw there, lying right next to the dress, was a blindfold.

"And she's surprising me," Maura thought.

"Can I love her any more?"

"Jane," Maura called down the stairs, "I'm ready."

Jane was up the stairs and at her side in less than a minute, taking in her appearance.

"Wow. You look beautiful," Jane said, stunned.

"Thank you," Maura blushed, "So do you. I told you that you'd look sexy in that dress," she smiled, mischievously.

"Don't tease me, woman," Jane said in a warning tone, "I may not be able to control myself."

"Now, would that be such a bad thing?" Maura tested.

"You just put that dress on, Maura. I'm not taking it off just yet," Jane groaned, "Now, come here. Let me put your blindfold on."

"Do I really need it?" Maura pouted, hoping it would work.

"You are so stubborn! Yes, you need it. You're going to love it, I promise." Jane smiled.

"I don't doubt it," Maura said grabbing Jane's hand.

Jane tied the blindfold around Maura's head and made sure that she couldn't see a thing. Leading Maura down the stairs, Jane became increasingly nervous. Was it too much? Was Maura going to like it? What if she didn't?

Reaching the bottom of the stairs, Jane led Maura to the dining room, stopping at the entranceway.

"Ready?" Jane squeezed her hand.

"Completely," Maura smiled.

Jane removed the blindfold and Maura gasped.

Her dining room was lined with white Christmas lights that set a gentle glow of light on the room. On the table, there were fresh red roses laced together with white daisies, bunched up in a vase. The table was set for two with tons of food and two candles lit in the middle.

"Do you like it?" Jane asked, nervously.

"I… I love it. Jane… I love you." Maura said, turning to look at Jane.

"I love you, too," Jane smiled, "I made you a couple famous Rizzoli dishes. I hope you like them."

"Jane, I'm going to love them," Maura smiled, looking around the room one more time, "I can't believe you did all of this."

"Eh, I just left work a bit early and picked up a couple of things in case Doctor Davis really did say you were in the clear. I knew I had to do something for you to show you how proud I am and how much I love you. I also got ice cream in case it was bad news." Jane laughed, feeling a bit self-conscious, "Come on. Let's eat."

Dinner passed without any incidents. Halfway through the meal, Maura grabbed Jane's hand under the table in a silent thank you. The girls talked about work and what Maura had been missing, both agreeing that they couldn't wait until she got back. Jane shared stories about all the stupid things Dr. Pike had done while Maura explained how incompetent and arrogant he was. Jane just laughed. She loved how passionate Maura was when it came to her job. They were one in the same; Jane guessed that's why they became best friends in the first place.

"That was delicious, Jane. Thank you," Maura said as they were clearing the dining room table.

"Anything for you," Jane smiled, "I'm glad you liked it. Let's go wash these dishes and then we can have dessert."

Jane began to wash while Maura dried, deciding it would be quicker.

"I'm really glad you're okay, Maur," Jane said, quietly.

"Me too, Jane." Maura said with a quick smirk.

They scrubbed and dried in silence, mulling over dinner and the news they had just received. After five minutes, Jane couldn't take it and picked some bubbles off the top of the water. She picked them up in her hand and blew them right in Maura's face.

"JANE," Maura said, shocked, "this is my favorite dress. Why would you do that?"

"Come on, Maur! You've never had a water fight?" Jane questioned.

"No. Never. Why would anyone want to fight with water? That doesn't seem like an adequate form of fun."

"Here," Jane took Maura's hand and made her scoop up some bubbles, "Now throw them at me."

"No. That would be rude."

"Maura, come on. Just throw them on me."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. Just do it."

Maura took the bubbles and blew them right back at Jane, hitting her in the same spot.

"See!" Jane laughed, wiping her face, "Wasn't that fun?"

"Well, a little." Maura smiled.

"Ah, you shouldn't have said that," Jane smiled, playfully.

She grabbed a huge handful of bubbles and dumped them right on Maura's head. Maura retaliated by splashing Jane across her chest with water, so Jane grabbed the hose from the sink and sprayed Maura all down her front.

"You didn't!" Maura squealed.

"Oh, I did." Jane challenged.

"Come here!" Maura laughed as she sprinted toward Jane.

She chased Jane around the house, but Jane was just too fast. Ducking and sprinting, Jane missed every one of Maura's hands as they lunged for her dress.

"Missed me!" Jane yelled and laughed as she ran into a different room.

Maura finally cornered her in the guestroom, where all of Jane's stuff was conveniently located.

"I think the correct term is gotcha!" Maura joked and lunged to grab Jane's stomach.

She tickled Jane until they were both on the floor, soaking wet and hysterically laughing.

"I told you it was fun," Jane managed through her laughs.

"That was very fun. I've never done anything like that before," Maura confessed.

"Well now that you're stuck with me," Jane grabbed her hand, "there will be a lot more where that came from. Come on. Let's go clean up and have some dessert."

Jane began to get up off the floor when Maura pulled on her hand, dragging her back down.

"I think we can kill two birds with one stone," Maura said as she crashed her lips into Jane's.

"You are such a temptress! Who knew?" Jane laughed through their kisses.

Immediately, Maura was pulling Jane up to the bed, lips never detaching. Hands roamed, looking for the zippers to each other's dresses.

"I never thought that I'd be undressing you out of a dress," Maura whispered, kissing her way down Jane's neck.

"And I never thought that you'd be the guy in bed," Jane laughed, flipping Maura on her back, "My turn."

She finally reached the zipper on Maura's dress, pulling it down her back. Maura pulled the garment down her legs, throwing it to some corner of the bedroom. She moved her hands up Jane's back as Jane kissed her way down Maura's stomach, making sure to give every scar its own attention. As soon as Maura had mastered the zipper on Jane's dress, she pushed it down Jane's shoulder, desperate to have it removed.

Maura reveled as Jane hung over her in just her bra and underwear. She was gorgeous. Her raven curls hung around her face, as passion was evident in her eyes. Her skin was glowing like some goddess Maura had never seen before. Her legs ran for miles, just as toned as her gorgeous abs.

And there was Jane's scar from when she shot herself. Almost in the same spot as Maura's were. She ran her hands over the bumpy flesh, savoring how it felt. All Maura could think of was how brave Jane was and how proud she was of it.

"You're beautiful," Maura stated, leaning up to capture Jane's lips with her own, "I need you. Now."

"You have me," Jane smiled, "For the rest of your life."

"I am never leaving you," Jane panted, "Especially after that… Wow."

Maura laughed, scooting over to rest her head on Jane's chest.

"Good to know I have some kind of advantage over you. I agree, though. I've never had an org—"

"Really, Maur?!" Jane shouted, turning to look at her, "Let's not use that word."

"What?" Maura giggled, feigning confusion, "It's completely natural to—"

"No," Jane cut her off, pretending to get out of the bed, "No way."

"Jane," Maura grabbed her arm, " Don't go. I'm sorry; it's just how my mind works. I can't help it."

"I wasn't actually going to leave, Maur," Jane giggled, pulling Maura back into her chest, "Your googlemouth is just one of the many reasons that I love you so much."

Maura just smiled, snuggling closer and intertwining her legs with Jane's. She was sure that she had never been so happy in her life as she was at that moment. If they could stay in bed forever, Maura was sure that she wouldn't mind. Everything was perfect.

"Jane," Maura moved so her head rested on her hand, staring at the side of her girlfriends face," I want you to move in with me."

"Wha… Uhm… Maura. Are you sure? That's a pretty big step. I mean… Are you sure?" Jane stuttered.

"You know me, Jane. I don't guess and I can't lie, so why wouldn't I be sure? I'm sure that I'm in love with you and I'm completely sure that I want to spend the rest of my life with you next to me, like this, every night. Most of your stuff is in the guest room anyway. It would just be a matter of selling your apartment and moving the rest of your stuff out of the guest room and into our bedroom."

"Our bedroom…" Jane mused out loud, letting Maura's words sink in.

"If you don't want to, I understand. I just… Lately, I can't imagine myself without you. I don't know how I would have beat this disease, I don't know how I would deal with the things you and I see everyday at work and… I have you. Right now. And I don't ever want that to change."

Jane just stared at Maura as she laid her feelings right on the table. She was pouring her heart out and Jane had never seen anything like it. She had never seen Maura so vulnerable, so honest. Jane felt…unstoppable, perfect. Maura Isles was in love with her and she was in love with Maura Isles and they were going to move in together. They were going to start a life together.

"Yes. Yes. One thousand percent, yes," Jane kissed her, "I would love to move in with you Maura Isles."

Maura's face lit up like a little kid on Christmas morning as she held her girlfriend's face in her hands.

"We're going to be a family," Maura whispered, "You, Jo, Bass, and I."

"You know that the moment Ma finds out, she's going to ask when she's getting grandchildren, right?" Jane laughed.

"We have time for that," Maura laughed, kissing Jane again, "We definitely have time for that."