Disclaimer – I STILL don't own Rizzoli or Isles or have anything to do with the show. No profit is being made from this.
A/N – First of, really sorry for the delay, I've not much time to write. Thank you to everyone who reviewed! They all made me smile, and I've tried to take any advice/ comments into consideration. I didn't expect this fic to get nearly as many followers as it has done, so I'm glad you all seem to be enjoying it. If there's any dances you'd like Jane and Maura to try please just let me know, I'll try my best at writing it. Though, I do have a small list of them to work through already!
Chapter three.
It had been three days since the team had gone undercover, and though they both continued to think about it, neither Jane nor Maura had mentioned their intimate encounter. Sure, the guys had sniggered and smirked when they'd met back up at the van that evening, but other than that, everything was the same as it usually was. Still having no luck on solving the case, Jane took the elevator down to the morgue to find Maura going over the body for the umpteenth time.
'Hey Maura, you got plans for tonight?' Jane asked.
Maura looked up at Jane. 'Well as it's Friday, I thought that we'd be going to the Dirty Robber for drinks,' she replied after a moment. Jane rested back against the clear slab and nodded.
'If you want to go for drinks that is,' Maura added quietly.
'Well I've been thinking, how about we go somewhere different tonight? Just for a change, you know…'
'Where were you thinking?' Maura asked as she covered the body up and removed her gloves. Jane simply smiled in return and walked back towards the glass doors.
'I'll pick you up around eight. Wear something comfortable!' she called over her shoulder.
'But Jane…' Maura trailed off, as Jane was already around the corner. 'I'm always comfortable,' Maura muttered to herself.
Jane grabbed her jacket as soon as she got back to the bullpen and made her way back out of the door.
'Are you for coming drinks later?' Frost asked from across the room. Jane stopped in her tracks and leaned her hand against the doorframe.
'Uh, no… No, me and Maura are gonna go somewhere else tonight,' Jane explained with a small smile. Noticing the brief exchange of glances between Frost and Korsak she rolled her eyes. 'I'm, I'm taking her dancing, all right?' she continued in a hushed voice.
'Dancing? What kinda dancing? ' Korsak asked, causing Frost to smirk.
Jane huffed. 'Just, if you see Maura don't mention it to her.'
'What do we tell her then?' Frost asked.
'Oh work something out, Frost!' Jane stormed out of the bullpen and to the elevators. It wasn't even the guys joking about her and Maura being together that annoyed Jane. In fact, she secretly loved that idea. It was their sniggering that got to her.
Shortly after Jane had left the morgue Maura collected her things from her office and took the elevator to the bullpen.
'Has Jane already left?' she asked the guys.
'A few minutes ago,' Korsak answered.
'Oh, well I'd best get home to get ready then,' Maura replied.
Korsak glanced across at Frost whose eyes met his with a glint in them.
'Where are you girls going tonight?' Frost casually asked Maura.
'Jane hasn't told me yet, why?'
'No reason,' Korsak quickly responded. Maura's eyebrows creased slightly but then she turned on her heel without giving it a second thought. Frost waited until Maura had disappeared into the elevator before speaking again.
'We have to find out where they go tonight,' he grinned. Korsak simply shook his head and chuckled in response.
Only one hour later Jane pulled up outside of Maura's house. She was pretty much wearing her work clothes, but with a more tailored look. Her trousers clung to her legs, and her maroon shirt was unbuttoned nearly halfway, showing off her tanned neck and white vest top. She rang the doorbell and walked back to lean against the car. Maura stepped out of her house and did a double-take as she looked at Jane and walked to the car. Jane leaning against the car like that with the sun setting behind her made her look like she was in some Hollywood film.
'Hello,' Maura brightly greeted as she hopped into the car.
'Hey,' Jane replied, a small smile tugging at her lips as she joined her. 'You look...' Jane started, thinking twice before saying something too complimentary. Maura wore a similar outfit to Jane, though her shirt was green and didn't appear to have a tank top underneath it. 'Nice. You look nice,' she settled with as she started to drive. Maura smiled warmly at Jane and looked out of the window before curiosity got the better of her.
'Where are we going?' she asked Jane.
'Somewhere different,' Jane repeated with a grin.
'I know that much. You'd have turned right approximately 0.008 miles ago if we were going to the Dirty Robber.'
'Thank you for sharing that fact with me,' Jane tonelessly replied. Maura pulled a face and went back to looking out of the window.
'Fine, if you're not going to tell me,' Maura tried to look like she wasn't really that interested.
'Fine,' Jane repeated. Both women sat in silence before glancing across at each other and laughing.
A few minutes later Jane pulled up and Maura followed her across the street, where the bass line of Billie Jean could be heard coming from one of the bars.
'I like this song,' Maura stated.
'You do?' Jane raised her eyebrows as she replied.
'Don't look so surprised Jane, I have a very diverse taste in music.'
'Then you're gonna love this place.' Jane held the door open for Maura and the two walked inside, Jane giving the occasional nod of her head along to the music as they found two empty seats at the bar.
'What can I get for you ladies?' the bartender asked.
'A glass of white wine please,' Maura smiled. The bartender looked between them and Jane gave a small nod to him as she asked for the coldest beer they had. Maura glanced over her shoulder and watched people dancing with multicoloured spotlights lighting them up.
'I like it here,' Maura stated. 'The atmosphere seems nice.' Jane grinned and took their drinks from the bartender, passing Maura her wine and sipping at her own beer. They talked about the past case as they finished their drinks, and then Jane looked at Maura with an almost mischievous smile.
'What?' Maura asked, searching Jane's face.
'You fancy a dance?'
'What do you have in mind?' she asked with a gleaming smile as she stood up from her stool.
'Let's see what happens.'
The two walked onto the wooden dance floor together as the next song came on, and Wizzard's 'See My Baby Jive' filled the room. Jane and Maura started off dancing on their own but near each other, with their arms up and their torsos twisting in time with their knees lightly dipping to the beat of the music. Both looked across at each other and their grins widens when they made eye contact. Jane stretched her left hand out and Maura took it with her right.
'You want to Jive then?' Maura asked into Jane's ear before taking a small step back. Jane raised her eyebrows and pulled Maura back towards her.
'Seems appropriate,' she replied. Jane felt rather proud of herself for being able to keep up her own dance and still be able to form a sentence with Maura being so close to her again.
Jane and Maura improvised their dance, as they weren't even trying to be serious and get it right. They kept their hands joined and continued their own dances until Jane took hold of Maura's free hand and spun them around. They pushed their backs together and moved their bodies in time at the final chorus, before they turned face to face and shimmied their shoulders towards each other. Jane and Maura laughed and applauded each other as the song ended, and they walked back to their places at the bar. Jane pointed at their empty glasses signalling for refills and then turned on her stool to face Maura.
'That was fun,' she stated. Maura nodded and gave a small chuckle.
'It was,' she agreed. The bartender came back with their drinks and smiled as he passed them over.
'You two look good together, especially out there,' he complimented.
'Oh, we're not together,' Jane quickly pointed out.
'We were while we were dancing,' Maura reasoned.
'But we're not a couple. We're just friends,' Jane continued, feeling a sting in her stomach as she said it.
'Close friends,' Maura added, smiling at the fact.
'Best friends, really,' they said almost in unison. The bartender laughed and took their old glasses away.
'Well, if you say so,' he called over his shoulder as he walked away.
The two talked casually while they drank, but decided to leave after they'd finished as they were driving.
'Do you want to head back to mine? We could choose a movie if you want,' Maura offered. Jane thought about it and then nodded with a smile.
'Yeah, I'd like that,' she replied.
Just over twenty minutes later, Jane pulled the car up outside of Maura's house. Once inside, Maura took her seat on the couch, leaving the door open for Jane. By the time Jane had locked the car and walked into the house, she found Maura deep in thought.
'Got something on your mind?' Jane asked, unable to think of a witty way of distracting her.
'Hmm? Uh …what movie do you want to watch?' Maura asked, avoiding the question completely. Jane narrowed her eyes but didn't push it.
'Rush Hour,' Jane grinned, and chuckled at Maura's eye roll. 'How about Johnny English instead then?' she tried again.
'We'll go with Rush Hour,' Maura sighed. Jane put up with her orchestral music and cheesy romantic films, so she'd put up with action films and classic rock music. That's what friends are for, right?
One hour later, Jane and Maura were sat on the couch together watching the movie. Jane occasionally chuckled and pointed at the screen with enthusiasm, but Maura was still thinking. Jane glanced across at her and tilted her head.
'Hey, what's on your mind?' she asked quietly, turning the volume on the TV down. That was something else Maura loved about Jane, how caring she was towards her. How she'd drop everything just to be there for her. Maura snapped out of her thoughts when she felt Jane looking at her and heard the volume change.
'Uh, noth…'
'You don't want hives,' Jane butted in. 'You seem, I dunno, unfocused. Is it the wine?' she continued. Maura gave a small smile and shook her head.
'No, I was just thinking. That bartender isn't the first person to think we're a couple.' Jane wasn't expecting to hear that, but she quickly dismissed the randomness of it. It was Maura she was talking to, after all.
'Well no, we told Giovanni we are,' Jane replied. Maura chuckled at the memory.
'That's different, we were pretending then. Tonight we were just, us…'
'Does it bug you that he thought we're together?' Jane asked, almost holding her breath as she waited for a reply.
'No of course it doesn't!' When Maura said that Jane let out a breath and raised her eyebrows, almost in hope. 'We're best friends,' Maura added, making the butterflies in Jane's chest sink away.
'Yeah, yeah we are,' Jane murmured softly, almost sadly.
'I feel better now we've spoken about that,' Maura stated. But there was so much more she could say.
'Good. You're a good dancer by the way,' Jane smiled.
'You're not so bad yourself,' Maura replied, causing them both to grin. The moment was gone.