A/N: Last chapter y'all! Hope I tied this up with a pretty bow that the readers will like. All my past reviews were wonderful and any for this chapter will be delightful. Writing my first fanfic was fun, and having so many favorite/followers made it all the more sweet. I'm already thinking up my next story!

Also, I still don't own any characters and such.

Maura knew it was easy to agitate the sensitive detective. Even referring to Jane as sensitive would agitate her. But the doctor hadn't expected such a reaction out of her best friend that night. Sure she was a little clueless when it came to the intricacies of social interactions but she thought she had just been playful, teasing. Something Jane herself did on a daily basis. I guess I still have quite a bit to learn. Putting the thought of her continued education aside, Maura rose from the booth and made her graceful exit. She had to make this right, and fast.

A few stops and a short drive later Maura found herself outside Jane's apartment fidgeting nervously. After a deep breath her delicate hand finally managed a quiet knock. A few moments passed before she heard any movement on the other side. When the door finally opened the sight on the other side caused the doctors breath to hitch.

Jane stood before her fresh from the shower, her hair still wet. Each ringlet was more pronounced and was shining as if encased in diamonds. The black tank top she was wearing was wonderfully form fitting and left nothing to the imagination. Under the thin material the ME couldn't indicate anything but strong muscle. She's so beautiful and she has no idea. It took her a moment to gather herself and grow confident that she would be capable of a coherent sentence. Deep brown eyes were staring at her, they were full curiosity and still held a hint of anger.

Confidence wavering, Maura cleared her throat. "May I come in?" She wouldn't allow her voice to beg but she couldn't stop it from shining in her eyes.

Jane took a moment to evaluate her friend. She could tell Maura wasn't there to push or fight. Judging by the six pack of her favorite beer in her hand, the doctor was here to apologize. "Sure." Jane stepped aside and let Maura in. They walked to the kitchen in silence, Jane took the beer from her friend, nodding in thanks.

"I wanted to apologize, Jane. I thought I was being playful and teasing but I see now that I wasn't. I'm sorry for upsetting you or making you uncomfortable. I was flattered by your initial assessment of me and I should have just left it at that." Hazel eyes roamed the room as she prayed that the normal comfort level would soon return between them. She wasn't sure of why Jane was being so silent but she took it as a sign to open a beer and make herself busy.

Jane drank her beer in silence, watching her friend as she picked at the label on her bottle with perfectly manicured nails. It was clear that Maura was nervous, but was it as clear to Maura how nervous Jane was? She thought about everything her and her best friend had been through: dangerous cases, near death experiences, heartbreak, and love. Hell, she even shot herself and Maura's father. A small smirk pulled at the corner of Jane's mouth as she realized that if their friendship grew stronger through all that, nothing would break it easily.

"I should be the one apologizing, Maura." She blurted out before losing nerve.

"No Jane," the ME interrupted, "I pushed you and I shouldn't have done that. It's completely understandable that you're angry with me."

Jane took a deep breath, trying to calm the nerves she could feel dancing inside. "I'm not mad at you. For anything. I'm mad at myself. I should have never told you that you're sexy."

Maura looked back at her friend, searching the warm brown eyes she always found the truth in. She meant it. Hurt flashed across Maura's face as she accepted Jane's apology and realized how all of this was so ridiculous in the first place. Of course she'd never feel the same. She pushed herself off the spot on the counter she had been leaning and began making her way to the door.

"It's getting late. I'm sorry to keep you up." The blonde started to make her way to the door, only to be held in place by slim fingers around her wrist.

"I should have told you that you're the most beautiful person I've ever seen. 'Sexy' is a cheap compliment for someone as breathtaking as you." The raspy voice confessed without a quiver. She was confident in her words, she was just scared at what would happen after they were spoken.

"Jane..." Maura said in quiet whisper as she turned to meet the other woman's gaze. What she saw took her breath away. Tears were shining in the kind eyes that were finally smiling at her.

"I was mad because it took a sleepy confession to finally tell you how I feel, and I even screwed that up by taking something worth a million bucks and offering 50 cents to describe it." The strong hand finally eased on the smaller woman's wrist to slide it down and intertwine their fingers. The taller woman stepped forward, closing the distance between their vastly different bodies. "Maura, if I'm gonna risk our friendship with confessions, I wanna do it ri-" The well rehearsed speech she had planned was cut short by full, soft lips pressed against her own.

Time seemed to stand still as the two women explored this new territory. Fingers were tangled in honey blonde hair and smaller hands were caressing strong abdominal muscles. As Maura dug her nails slightly into Jane's firm flesh a small moan escaped the detectives lips, granting a bubble gum tongue access to a new area to taste. The kissing showed no signs of stopping until air was necessary. Breaking apart, one forehead rested against the other. Both faces were flushed, breathing was labored, and one wide grin matched the other shy one.

"I guess we should talk about this." The doctor stated, trying to be the rational one even though her head was in an arousal induced fog.

"I think we're doing a fine job without using our words." Jane said, feeling the ME's body shake against her as she laughed.

"I'm sorry Jane, I was rude and interrupted you."

"It was a wonderful interruption though."

"Well, yes, but it was rude and you should finish your confession while you're not in a state of hypnagogia." Maura looked up at her best friend with a gentle smile, making no move to separate their bodies.

"I'm not even gonna ask what that means and just assume it has something to do with sleep." After the honey blonde head nodded in confirmation, Jane raised her hands to cup Maura's face and look her into her eyes. Everything she saw there felt like home and she knew she wanted to stare into those eyes for the rest of her life. "My confession for you, Dr. Maura Dorthea Isles, is that I love you."

Tears fought to escape as Maura wrapped her arms around Jane's neck and brought her lips closer to her own. Before she kissed the smiling mouth, she whispered her own confession against those lips. "I love you too, Jane won'tsayyourmiddlename Rizzoli. I think I've always loved you." And the new lovers lips met, never yielding in their attacks as time was lost on them. Neither of them caring if they were too tired to make it to work on time in the morning.