Jane returned from work and stepped into her apartment. Looking around and taking a notice that nothing seemed out of place she carried on and went into her bedroom. A quick shower, a light dash of eyeliner, and a ruffle of curls and Jane was almost ready. She looked in her closet and searched for something to wear.
"Today… today I confess…. What do I wear when I go to confession? Geez… it's been how long since I've gone to an actual confession. Maybe six years now?"
A small monologue later and Jane pulled on her sleek black pant suit with a deep green under shirt. A pair of barely-there heels and she was out the door. In her small car she drove five miles an hour under the speed limit to by herself some time.
But, time wasn't on her side. She stepped out of her automobile and walked up to her best friend's house. Lights were littered around the house giving the building a since of hospitality. Knocking on the door and pushing a fly-away out of her face she smiled when the doctor answered the door.
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The friend's laughed as they took sips of their drinks of choice. A joke passed between them, laughing at how Jane always got corrected. It was either calling Bass a turtle and being corrected with Maura glaring playfully and fixing the detective with 'Tortoise' or calling the plastic toy her brother and partner talked about a doll when the two men would glare and fix the woman with 'action figure'. Jane couldn't win with her vocabulary purposefully being wrong.
A clink of glasses sounded before they took the last sips. Glasses clamped down to the table in front of the shared sofa. A shared blanket between friends tied the deal as Maura shifted and pulled Jane's shoulders down so the Italian could rest her head in the doctor's lap. Maura ran her fingers through Jane's hair. A pause in the conversation was being taken two ways. The blonde happy and comfortable while the dark haired beauty took this time to gather her courage and speak up.
"Maura? Can I ask you something?"
Maura smiled and looked down at her friend, "Of course Jane."
"Have you ever been with a woman before?"
Maura's fingers paused for a split second before going back to the massage she was giving. She bit her lip slightly and sighed. Jane shifted and turned onto her back looking up from the lap at her friend. Maura's hand moved one resting on Jane's hands that were on her stomach and the other went to her temple to rub the twitch that just started.
"Yes."