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After her mother left, Jane went to lie down in her bedroom. As she lay down on the bed, she noticed something new on the wall. "Where the hell did that come from?" she said as she surveyed the brand new flat-panel TV hanging on her wall. Just then she heard the front door open. "Maur, is that you?" Jane called out.
"Yeah," Maura answered. She took her jacket off and hung it on the wall. She then put her purse and keys on the table by the door and headed into the bedroom. "Is everything okay, sweetie?" she added as she slipped her shoes off and sat on the bed with Jane.
"Where'd that come from?" Jane asked pointing at the TV. "And how did I not notice it before now?"
"I purchased it for you while you were still in the hospital," Maura answered. "Det. Frost was kind enough to help install it."
"I have a TV."
"Not in here," Maura said matter-of-factly. Jane just stared at her. The look on her face saying she wanted more of an explanation. "I knew you would be spending equal amounts of time in here and in the living room resting. Watching television helps you relax. It would have been difficult to move yours back and forth between rooms. And I thought it ridiculous to do that when I could just buy you one for in here."
"I guess that makes sense. Thank you," Jane smiled at Maura. "How did I not notice it?"
"Well, the last time you laid down in here, you were rather distracted," Maura replied.
"Oh yeah," Jane said smiling at the memory of last night. She then put her arm around the M.E. and pulled her back on the bed.
"Jane," Maura warned.
"I know, I know," Jane sighed smiling. "Behave. I am. I just wanna lie here holding you. That's allowed, right?"
"Of course it is," Maura replied smiling. "I hope you know that it's not that I don't want to…do more with you," she continued, looking into Jane's eyes, "I want you so badly."
"I know, babe. I remember last night," the detective smirked at Maura, causing her to blush. Jane held her tighter. "I can't wait to get these damn stitches out."
"Language sweetie," Maura sweetly scolded.
"Sorry," Jane replied. She then continued, "It's just…" she exhaled deeply, "I can't wait to make love to you Maura. I love you so much and this is killing me. Not being able to just lay you down on my bed and explore your beautiful body."
"Jane," Maura sat up. She leaned over so she could look adoringly into her girlfriend's eyes.
"I want to know every inch of you," Jane continued. "I want to know how you taste. I want to find all of the spots that make you moan and quiver. I want to find all your ticklish spots that make you giggle. I wanna feel you Maur, all of you. You have no idea how difficult this is for me."
"Yes, I do Jane," Maura replied gazing into the chocolaty depths of her lover's eyes. "I want you, too. So badly. I want to do all those things you just said. I want to explore you, and feel you exploring me. This is incredibly difficult for me as well. Almost unbearably so. Remember earlier, when you wanted to shower with me? You said you'd behave yourself and I said I couldn't make that same promise?"
"Yeah," Jane replied.
"I wasn't trying to tease you," Maura admitted. "If we were to take a shower together again, it would have ended exactly like the first time. If I were to hold you like that again, completely naked, I wouldn't have been able to stop myself. And I didn't want to hurt you again." Jane pulled Maura down and kissed her gently on the lips, causing the blonde to sigh.
"Once these stitches are out, you won't have to stop," Jane said. Maura then leaned in and kissed Jane, not as gently.
"We should probably get out of this bed," the M.E. said.
"I suppose you're right," Jane replied. "But I'm counting down the hours until that doctor's appointment next week."
"As am I," Maura smiled.
"I should take Jo for a walk," Jane said.
"Let's do that then," Maura replied. She got up and slipped her shoes back on heading out towards the living room. Jane followed Maura out of the bedroom while calling to her dog. Jo came running and Maura snatched her before she could jump on Jane. Jane grabbed the leash and hooked it to the dog's collar. "I'm going to put you down now, no jumping on Jane," Maura said to Jo. Jane smiled at the sight, Dr. Maura Isles talking to a dog. "You ready?" the doctor asked.
Jane had put on her slippers, "Yep, let's go."
"You're going out in slippers?" Maura inquired.
"Yep," Jane answered. Off the disapproving look she added, "We're taking the dog for a walk, babe. Not going out for dinner."
Maura let out a sigh, "Fine."
Jane smiled lovingly at her girlfriend as they walked out the door. Once they were in the hallway, Jane laced her fingers with Maura's. The blonde smiled up at Jane, holding her hand tight. "So, how did it go with your mother?" she asked as they boarded the elevator. "You said that you would explain later."
"Oh yeah…" Jane remembered. "It was just the same old sh…stuff." Maura smiled when she heard Jane catch herself before she cursed. The detective continued, "Ya know… how I need a husband. How much better I'd feel if I had a man that loved me here to take care of me, instead of just my mother or a friend." The elevator arrived on the ground floor; they stepped out and headed outside. "Then she started going on about this guy at church that supposedly sent me flowers while I was in the hospital."
"Ah…yes. Steven. I didn't like that. She put the flowers right by your bed and kept going on about what a nice man he was. How he was perfect for you," Maura frowned.
"I'm sorry you had to deal with that," She said as she kissed the blonde's temple. "Anyway, I was sick and tired of hearing all that, especially now that I have you, so I texted you to make sure you were okay with it first. Once I got your okay, I let her finish her 'you need a man' speech and then I told her. I don't need a man to make me happy. I do have someone that loves me taking care of me. And she makes me very happy," Jane concluded.
"You make me very happy, too," Maura smiled and kissed Jane's hand. "How did she take it?"
"Surprisingly well," Jane replied. "She told me about what went on at the hospital."
The M.E. blushed. "Not one of my more stellar moments."
"Hey, I get it. I would have done the same thing if it had been you that was hurt and no one would tell me anything or let me see you," Jane told her. "Actually, that's not true. I probably would have threatened them with bodily harm if they wouldn't let me see you…and I have a gun."
"Jane."
"Well babe, it's true," Jane said. "Anyway, she said she wouldn't have waited so long if she'd have known about us."
"At the time, there wasn't anything to know."
"I know," Jane smiled at her. When Jo finished, they cleaned up after her and headed back inside. "Ma wants to have our Sunday family meal here this week."
"That sounds like an excellent suggestion," Maura replied. "It seems more logical for you to stay where you can be comfortable then to make you drive all the way over to your parents' house and risk tearing your thoracoabdominal sutures." Jane looked at her smiling and shaking her head. "Risk popping your stitches," Maura restated thinking she confused Jane, who just chuckled.
"I know what you meant, babe," Jane said smiling.
"Then what?" Maura asked, a bit confused herself now.
"It's nothing," Jane answered. Then she smiled and said, "Ma said you'd agree with her that I should stay here so I don't get hurt. I told her she was probably right, only you'd use more sciencey words." Maura blushed. "Hey, I love your Google mouth," Jane said then kissed Maura's hand.
"Really?" Maura was surprised. "I always thought you found it annoying."
"At first, I did," Jane replied. "But, I find it adorable now."
"I annoyed you when we first met?" Maura asked.
"Only when you'd go all Google on me," Jane answered. "Before I got to know you I thought you were just being a snob, using as many of those big words you learned at your fancy college in conversation that you could. Trying to make the rest of us feel stupid."
"Jane, I would never," Maura said shocked.
"I know that now," Jane laughed. "After spending more time with you I realized that you've just got so much info in that beautiful head that you can't help yourself. I mean, I still only understand about a third of what you say when you do that, but I do think it's cute."
Maura smiled up at Jane. "You think I'm cute?"
"Yes, I do," Jane replied as they walked back through her front door. Once they were both inside, Jane surprised Maura by grabbing her and pressing her up against the wall. Her lips crashed into the doctor's. She ran her tongue along Maura's bottom lip, silently asking permission to enter her mouth. Maura quickly granted permission, parting her lips to allow entrance to the detective's eager tongue. The blonde then knotted her fingers in Jane's hair, eliciting a moan from the taller woman. Jane slid her hands down to Maura's hips and trailed kisses down her jaw line to her neck. Maura let out a loud moan when Jane kissed right above her collarbone. Jane smiled while she concentrated her kisses on that spot, sucking lightly. She began to slide her hands up Maura's sides, under her shirt.
Maura removed her hands from Jane's hair to stop them from continuing. "Jane."
"Maura," Jane breathed as she continued kissing the sweet spot on her lover's neck.
"Jane, sweetie...we can't do this," the M.E. said disappointingly.
Jane pulled back. "I know," she groaned out of breath. "Damn it!"
"Jane, language."
"Maura, come on. Give me a break," Jane whined. "This is torture. I finally have you here with me. I know you want me like I want you. But I can't do a damn thing about it."
"I know you're frustrated sweetie," Maura soothed. "I promise you, once your stitches are removed, I am all yours."
"Yeah?" Jane replied, still frustrated, but smiling at the blonde.
"Yes," Maura said. "And I will definitely make it worth the wait." She smiled seductively at Jane.
"Mhmm…okay…if you promise," Jane replied holding her gaze. "But you're going to have to stop smiling at me like that if you expect me to be able to wait."
"Okay," Maura said as she leaned in to kiss Jane.
"Maura," Jane moaned into the kiss. "This isn't helping."
"It's all about exercising self-control," Maura replied while continuing to kiss her.
"I'm not sure if I have any self-control in this area...when it comes to you," Jane breathed.
Maura took Jane's hands in hers. "There, now I can keep them from wandering," Maura smiled. "You're going to have to develop some self-control because I cannot wait another week to kiss you."
"Well then," Jane said, "I guess we'll just have to keep practicing." Jane deepened the kiss, keeping her hands in Maura's.
"I supposed we will," Maura replied tightening her grip on Jane's hands.
After a moment Jane said, "Do you want to move this to the couch?"
"Yes please," Maura smiled. She released one of Jane's hands, using the other to pull the detective over to the couch. Maura gently pushed Jane down onto the couch and climbed on top of her, straddling the brunette. "Now, I'm going to let go of your hands," Maura whispered in Jane's ear. "Can you behave yourself?"
"Mhmm…" Jane moaned. "I'll try." She then kissed the petite blonde feverishly. Maura ran her fingers through Jane's wavy brown hair. The brunette began trailing kissed down Maura's jaw line, continuing down her neck. She stopped at the spot above her collarbone, once again concentrating her kisses there. She licked that spot, causing the blonde to quiver. Jane began sucking lightly.
"Oh…Jane." When Jane heard the doctor moan her name she bit down slightly, eliciting an even louder moan. Maura's grip tightened in the detective's hair and she began to slowly grind into Jane's thigh. "Jane."
After a moment, Jane pulled back, slightly out of breath. "Babe," she breathed out, "I think we should stop."
"Why?" moaned disappointedly.
Jane smiled at her girlfriend. "Because if you don't stop moaning like that, I won't be able to stop myself from tearing your clothes off and taking you right here." She then pressed a soft kiss to Maura's lips. "You know how you said that I need to work on my self-control? I think you may need to as well," Jane laughed.
"I'm sorry," the blonde blushed. "That just felt so good."
"Don't apologize," Jane replied. "I love the sounds you make. And I'm guessing that I found one of those spots we were discussing earlier." She ran her fingertips gently over the sweet spot on her girlfriend's neck.
"Mhmm… yes you did," Maura sighed. "That felt amazing."
"Damn it," Jane said nervously. "Don't be mad at me."
"Why would I be mad at you?" Maura asked confused.
"I left a mark," Jane answered. She gently caressed the darkening bruise. "Sorry."
"You left a bruise on my neck?" Maura asked as her eyes grew wide.
"Bruise?" the detective teased. "Not a hema whatever the medical term for it is?" she smirked at the blonde who smiled back at her.
"Well, in my defense, my brain isn't really able to function at the higher levels right now due to your kisses," Maura replied leaning in to steal another kiss.
"Well, that is my new goal now," Jane smiled.
"What is?" Maura asked.
"Leaving you incoherent," Jane replied with another kiss.
"I don't think that you will find that too difficult a task," Maura smiled as she rose from Jane's lap. "I'll be right back."
"Where ya going?"
Maura leaned down to place a chaste kiss on Jane's lips. "I have to change my panties," she whispered in her detective's ear.
"Damn woman," Jane moaned. "You're killing me."
"Language, sweetie," Maura smiled as she left the room. She returned a moment later wearing Jane's Red Sox jersey and a pair of boxers Jane usually wears to bed. She sat down next to Jane, as close as she could.
"Did I tell you how hot you look in my clothes?" the brunette asked, putting her arm around the other woman pulling her closer.
"I hoped you wouldn't mind," Maura replied. "I find it to be very comfortable. I enjoy being wrapped in your scent."
"Of course I don't mind," Jane smiled at Maura, "You look gorgeous." She looked down at the bruise she let on her lover's neck. "That looks darker than it did before. I'm sorry."
"Don't be," Maura replied. "I think I'm going to like the reminder of that moment." She looked into Jane's eyes. "Sweetie, I'm not mad." She kissed Jane then added, "But I'm assuming you'll want me to cover it up when I go to work?"
"Would you be upset if I said yes?"
"Of course not. I understand," the doctor replied as she relaxed into Jane's side. "You're just lucky that I like scarves, and that the weather is nice enough to permit wearing them."
Jane switched on the TV and flipped through the channels, stopping on the History Channel. She remembered that Maura had mentioned wanting to watch the documentary that was currently on. Jane smiled at the excited look on the doctor's face as she watched the show. Maura loved learning new things and Jane love seeing Maura happy.
"Thank you," Maura whispered.
"What for?" Jane asked.
"I know you don't like watching these programs."
"But you do," Jane replied. "And I like seeing you happy. Plus, you sit through sports with me."
"I love you," Maura said. She the kissed Jane's cheek before resting her head on the detective's shoulder.
Jane kissed the top of Maura's head. "I love you." After a few minutes of feeling Maura in her arms Jane spoke up again. "You know that it's not 'cuz of you, right? I'm not ashamed or embarrassed by you or our relationship. I love you. It's just…with work…"
"I know," Maura said as she sat up and locked eyes with Jane. "I don't want you to suffer at work because of our relationship. I know that you love me. You wouldn't have told your family about us if you were ashamed or embarrassed by me. I love you, too." She kissed Jane soundly before adding, "stop worrying that you going to say or do something wrong. You have made your feelings about me very clear, and, as I said before, I'm okay with our being discreet. I don't want anything to jeopardize our relationship. I love you too much. I don't need the whole world to know that we are together. I just need you."
"You are too good for me, Dr. Isles," Jane smiled capturing her lips in another kiss.
"I've gotten used to people gossiping about me, and have learned to ignore it," Maura replied. "But I've come to realize that I'm not stuck in the bullpen with the men saying those things like you are. I can hide from it down in the morgue where people only come when they have to because of a case. So I don't hear it nearly as much as you do."
"You know I don't let people talk about you like that. I hear it, I shut it down. Most of them are smart enough that they don't say things like that about you now. At least not when I'm around."
"I know. You have always been my valiant defender. It's not necessary, but I do appreciate it."
"And I'm used to people talking shit about me. It comes with the territory, being a female cop and all. But I can't stand the idea of people talking shit about you just because you are with me. You don't deserve that."
"You don't deserve that either. No one does. You shouldn't be tormented or ridiculed because you fell in love with another woman. It's not as though you planned it nor had any control over it."
"Well, you think rather highly of yourself, now don't ya Doc?" Jane teased.
"Jane," Maura sighed, blushing slightly. "You know what I mean."
"Yes. I do know what you mean. I was just teasing," the brunette smiled.
"Why must you tease me?"
"'Cuz you're so damn cute when you blush." Maura giggled and rested her head back on her detective's shoulder. Halfway through the show Jane noticed that Maura had fallen asleep. She set the rest of it to record, then gently woke her girlfriend. "Let's go to bed," she whispered.
"I'll miss the end of the documentary," Maura replied sleepily.
"You've already missed a bunch of it. You fell asleep, M," she began to lift Maura up of the couch. "I set the rest of it to record. You need to get some sleep."
Maura pushed herself off the couch so Jane wouldn't hurt herself trying to lift her. "Careful, sweetie," she cautioned Jane. "And thank you."
Jane wrapped her arm around the shorter woman as they made their way to her bedroom. They laid down together. Maura curled around Jane's left side, careful not to hurt her, she rested her arm across her lover. After a minute, Jane said, "Babe, can you move your hand?"
"I'm sorry," Maura quickly pulled her arm away, afraid she'd hurt Jane.
"Hey," Jane grabbed Maura's hand before she could pull it away completely. "You didn't hurt me, babe. It's just…if you expect me to behave myself you can't rest your hand on my boob like that."
Maura blushed, "I'm sorry. I was trying to avoid your wound." She wrapped her arm around Jane again, this time resting her hand below the bandage. "Better?"
"I wouldn't say better," Jane smirked. "But less distracting." She kissed the top of Maura's head. "G'night babe."
"Goodnight, sweetie."