Jane woke with a start. Someone was draped over her and she knew it wasn't Casey because he never spooned. She slowly moved her head and a smile came to her lips. Maura. She looked like a normal human being when she slept, not like the genius that she was when she was awake. The smile slipped just a bit, they were still handcuffed together. No handcuff fairy had come during the night and unlocked them.

Maura's eyes slowly blinked open and she met Jane's gaze. "Oh, you're awake. I didn't mean to fall asleep."

"You did."

Maura rolled onto her back and Jane did the same. "I apologize for the.. you were having a nightmare and I could think of no other way to calm you down."

Jane looked away, "No, I'm sorry. I didn't hurt you did I? I think I tend to flail."

Maura pulled at the cuffs a little until Jane looked over at her, "You would never hurt me Jane- even, even if you were possessed by, by an ancient King-god."

Jane raised her eyebrows at Maura, "Are you planning on making me breathe in ancient dust from a mystical coffin then?"

Maura smiled and then stared back up at the ceiling. "I believe I know why Giovanni did this to us."

Jane sat up and Maura followed suit. They sat shoulder to shoulder, their backs against the headboard. "Okay. Why?"

"I think. Do you remember when we implied to him that we were more than just friends, that we were a couple. I think he must think that we've broken up, or are having trouble, or something along those lines."

Jane frowned a bit, "He's trying to get us together- like together together?"

"Or, I could be mistaken. This isn't really my bailiwick Jane."

Jane sighed, "No, no, you're probably right and, I'm sorry."

Maura turned to Jane, "Why?"

"Because I'm the one that got this all started." Jane blew out a breath.

"I've always meant to ask you. Why did you do that?"

Jane tried to pull away and was reminded that they were still connected. "You didn't want to hurt his feelings, but didn't want to go out with him either."

"But, there were other ways to do it Jane."

"I-" Jane shrugged, "It was what popped into my head."

They both fell silent for a bit as the early morning started turning into the normal morning hours. It was Maura who finally broke the silence, "Jane- do you think I'll ever find someone who will put up with me? If even BT wouldn't…"

Jane grasped Maura's handcuffed hand with her own handcuffed hand, "Put up with you? You're brilliant, and funny and one of the most honorable people I know Maura. You mean love you."

Maura shook her head, "No. Jane, there have been those who have loved me. But, they also couldn't stand me- my… eccentricities. I always say the wrong thing, and my understanding of pop culture has some- gaping holes in it, and… I could go on."

"Well, I love you and can stand you."

"Jane, I know, and I love you too, but that's not exactly what I mea-"

Jane cut Maura off, "See, one of the things that you do to me is make me think. So, I was thinking, why did I make up that story." She shook her head, "'Course, my first thought was, I should ask Maura, she'd know. But… okay. Way back when there was this show, I remember- like, nothing about it, but this. I guess there was a story that a long time ago everyone had four legs. Two heads. But then the gods threw down all sorts'a stuff and everyone got split in two. So, then we were like we are, everyone had two legs, one head, but also, everyone was looking for their other half, literally, 'cause they shared the same soul. So, I mean…"

Maura frowned, "Plato's Symposium, yes. I…"

Jane held up her free hand, "Look, I'm an idiot, and a Rizzoli, and you've seen how well that went with my Dad cheating on my Ma, and running out on her. Not to mention I'm a cop, and although it seems like everyone thinks I'm a raging homosexual, I've always been, or thought I was, or… I've never been with a woman."

Maura spoke, but so softly that Jane couldn't hear her. "What?"

Maura spoke again, "I have. Been with a woman."

"In college?"

Maura cleared her throat, "Ah, no. Here. Soon after we met actually. A one night thing, and… I guess that's it. I'm not saying…"

Jane kissed Maura silent. Maura was so stunned that at first her brain froze and Maura Dorthea Isles' brain never stopped working. But, even as her brain shut down her body responded with passion to Jane's own. Passion she hadn't felt for years and years.

When they finally parted Jane brushed a lock of hair out of Maura's eyes. It was a motion that she'd done before, when they were getting ready for some hoighty toighty night or other, but, suddenly it felt entirely different. "DId I just screw up everything?"

"No. You're a very good kisser, my, uh, my… levels have risen."

"Crap Maura, did I just break you."

Maura shot Jane a look, then smiled, "Oxytocin and Dopamine levels. And all twelve of my cranial nerves sent extraordinary signals to my brain."

Jane smiled, brought their cuffed hands to her lips and kissed Maura's hand. "There she is-"

Maura frowned, "Are you sure that you want to do this Jane, you're…"

"Maura, can we just not talk yet? I'm really not complicated, I'm simple. I want to catch bad guys, eat good food, keep good company."

"No talking yet, check… but, what about, other endeavours?"

"Endeavours?"

"Yes, it means-"

Jane pushed Maura down against the bed with a twinkle in her eye and spoke right before she kissed Maura, "Less talking-"