Chapter 6

Jane sighed as she plopped her lanky form on the couch. "See, I told you I'd make it up to you."

"I'm surprised you cooked," Maura said softly.

"Yeah, well I'm worn out from it, and you can't complain, it was really good food."

Maura nodded, sitting down beside Jane gracefully. "Jane, we have to talk."

"Are you breaking up with me?" Jane mocked in a high-pitched voice.

"What? No!" Maura frowned. "Why would you think that?"

Jane giggled. "I'm kidding, sweetie. OK, I can be serious, let's talk."

Maura cleared her throat. "Well, we've been friends for a long time, we've been together for almost three years now, and we already live together," she took a deep breath. "I want to get married."

"To me, I'd hope," Jane masked her surprize.

"Who else?" Maura asked, a little confused.

Jane pulled her into a tight hug. "Yes, Maur. I'll marry you."

"Oh Jane, I didn't know what to expect, I've been wanting to ask for a while, and then this case came along, and we had our little fight, and I didn't know exactly-"

Jane placed a finger on her lips. "I already said yes, Maur."

Maura smiled as Jane began tracing the outline of her lips.

"Is this why you've been acting so weird lately?"

Maura nodded.

"Oh my God. You wanted to propose last night, with the romantic dinner!" Jane's hands fell to her lap. "I'm so sorry babe, I screwed it all up."

"Jane, you already said yes," Maura repeated. "That's all that matters."

Jane smiled. "I love you."

"I love you too, Jane."

"Can I kiss you now?"

Maura laughed. "Any time you want, Jane. I'm yours."

Jane placed a small kiss to the corner of Maura's mouth. "You have to promise me this, at least. I want to finish this case, take a month off, get married in a secluded area where Ma will never think to look for us, and come back after our honeymoon and pretend nothing changed, to see who notices first."

Maura laughed again, louder this time. "Jane, I adore you," she said when she caught her breath.

Jane smiled sweetly. "I know. And I adore you."

"We should really kiss now," Maura said as her eyes darkened with lust.

"You just sprung this on me now to get in my pants."

Maura cocked her head slightly. "We won't both fit in your pants, and they are way too long for me anyways."

"Its a euphemism for sex, babe. Right now, make up sex."

"In that case, I do want to get in your pants," Maura said, waggling her eyebrows.

Jane chuckled. "You are so cute, you know that?"

"You aren't so bad yourself in the cute department."

"Are you saying I'm not that cute?"

Maura shook her head. "I'm saying you are more sexy than cute. I like sexy."

Jane took Maura's hand and just held it. "Chase told me to cherish you, the first time I met her. I want you to know that I do."

"You two seem to get along quite well," Maura commented.

"Yeah, we have a lot in common. Especially hurt. But she has it worse that I ever had it. I still have you. Chase is lonely."

Maura stroked over the raised scar on Jane's hand. "I used to be lonely. Before I met you."

"Me too. But now we'll never be lonely for as long as we're together. And we have a great support system," Jane sighed. "Chase's mother hates the fact that she's gay. She went pshyco-bitch on me too."

Maura's eyes flashed with warning. "That's not a very nice thing to say, Jane."

"She's not a very nice woman."

Maura rested her head on Jane's shoulder. "That doesn't justify it."

"Yes it does. You don't wanna meet her. You'd rip each other's heads off, especially if you told her that genetics could take the blame for Chase being gay. She's have a heart attack."

"I'd rather not-"

Jane cut her off with a soft kiss on the lips. "Let's stop talking work. Let's stop talking in general. Only encouragement and sounds of pleasure allowed."

Maura smiled brightly. "Take me to bed, Jane. That's encouraging, right?"

"In this case, definatively," Jane winked. "Come on, fiance. I want to make you scream."

"Wait!" Maura jumped up.

"What's wrong?" Jane asked, concerned.

Maura blinked. "I forgot to give you the ring!"

Jane rolled her eyes. "I just made a promise to fuck you senseless, and you worry about the ring?"

"Language!" Maura snapped. "And yes, the ring is important to me!"

"Babe, I can think of a much better way to mark you as mine," Jane grabbed Maura's hand and pulled her onto her lap. She moved Maura's blouse from her shoulder and kissed her neck softly, making her way down.

When she reached the shoulder, she bit down, and after Maura moaned, she sucked on the same spot, leaving a hickey.

"See," she said. "That mark will only fit my teeth, my mouth. You are mine."

Maura swallowed hard. "I guess the ring can wait."

Jane launched forward, kissing Maura's neck again. "The one time you guess, and you get it right," she whispered against the soft skin.

Maura released a sigh of pleasure in reply. "I can't go wrong with you, Jane."

A/N: some promised fluff...

Okay, so the next chapter could either be the continuation of this, or it could switch back to the crime part. Let me know what you guys think and I'll take it from there.

I'd also like to hear your thoughts on who you think killed MJ, and why. I'm not gonna spoil the surprize tho (:

Also, please note that I don't really proof read, so sorry for any errors. If its major, feel free to point it out and I'll try to fix it

R&R? Please?