In the morning I received the sweetest wake up call. I woke up with a wonderful orgasm, which crashed through me when I looked down to see Dylan licking and sucking gently on clit. She stayed down there licking and sucking until it had subsided, then kissed her way up my body. When she reached my lips she whispered "good morning" against my lips before placing a gentle kiss on them which only led to more kissing and then full on making out. She pushed off me when the alarm on her phone went off.

"Well I guess it's time for me to get ready to go back to work today"

I sat in the bed pouting that she had to leave so early, it was 6 am and though I'm used to getting up earlier the nights prior aren't generally that active. She went about gathering her clothes for her shower, but before leaving she crawled back on top of me reached out for something and the next thing I know she's placing spectacles on my face and the fuzzy blurry yet still beautiful version of my girlfriend became the crisp clear version I could spend all day looking at. She kissed the tip of my nose then bounded for the shower. "Are you coming?" she called back from the doorway. The pouting ceased for now as I full on chased her into the shower.

After her shower which took longer than it should have, ended she got ready and I put on my sweatpants, but wore my shirt that smelled like her from her repeated use. She gave me a key to her house and said "here, this is for you. I'll be the only one living here all summer, and you are welcome anytime you want to be here, even if I'm not home. And I wish you could stay here with me all the time but you have to work, and speaking of I'm running late. I'll call you later baby I love you, lock up when you leave bye." As she dashed out the door to her car.

I locked up shortly after tidying up the dishes from breakfast, and went home.

When I opened the door to my house I heard the most disgusting noise coming from the guest bathroom, then I remembered that Maura had the flu. As everyone else had left for the day already being almost 7:30, mornings like this the girls went with Jane to the office where Angela would watch them before taking them to school, so I went to check on Maura who was hunched over the toilet bowl with hair covering her face. Knowing that having hair in the way while throwing up is terrible I took the elastic off of my wrist and pulled her hair back before helping her clean herself up and taking her back to the couch.

She looked terrible she had caught the bug probably from the girls' school when she'd picked them up a few days before. She was paler than normal, her hair didn't shine, she slouched and dragged her feet, and it just wasn't the Maura anyone sees very often. After getting her some ginger-mint tea, ginger ale, and toast, I sat beside her.

"Movie?" I asked.

"Mmhmm" she sleepily mumbled

"How about this one?" I asked holding up on of Jane's action movies 'Red' that I loved.

"No"

"Okay, how about 'The Help'?" and she just shook her head yes so I started the movie.

A little while later after Maura had finished her toast she had ended up somehow leaning on my shoulder. She reached across my lap and grabbed the pillow, to place on my lap before curling into the fetal position. I rubbed soothing circles on her arm and back and before long she was out like a light.

Maybe 30 minutes after falling asleep she was awake and running for the bathroom again. A little while after that she was back teeth brushed again and returned to the same position on the couch but with a cold washcloth on her forehead. I placed my hand on top of the washcloth to keep it from sliding down and off her face as it already had twice from the way she was laying. She was almost asleep again when her phone buzzed on the table.

"Can you read that to me please?" she asked reaching out for it

"It's Jane she wants to know how you're feeling, and she loves you"

"Tell her I feel worse than I did when I was in labour with the girls."

"Sure thing." I typed out the reply and sent it "now she's asking if you want her to come home she said that it's a slow day and she's going to get the girls after she stops in to see Frankie at the hospital apparently he got his ass kicked when he went to arrest someone for something and he got hit in the head pretty bad they're keeping him for observations all day and tonight but other than that he's okay"

"Tell her no I'll see her when she gets home with the girls, and tell her to give my best to Frankie."

"Umm Maur?"

"What?"

"This last message I don't know if I can read it out loud."

"What?"

"Well I'll try it. Okay here goes. When you're better she plans to take you out for a nice fancy date."

"Well that doesn't sound that bad why were you unsure of being able to read that?"

"There's more. Umm and after you guys go for dinner she's going to bring you home and well let's just say fuck you senseless, you can read her exact words when you feel better."

"Oh I think I have an idea of what it says; we do this every time I become ill. It's kind of like my get well celebration. You don't need to reply anything to that one."

A while later, I had gotten Maura some crackers to snack on, and we were essentially cuddling on the couch, when there was a knock on the door. I got up to answer it, and was surprised to see a delivery man with a beautiful flower arrangement. I thanked and tipped him and located the card.

"Look what just came" I said to Maura as I returned to the living room

"Who is it for?"

"I'm not sure" I said placing it on the coffee table and plucking the card off. "My dearest Maura, I love you forever, and I hope you feel better soon. I meant it when I said in sickness and in health, I will take care of you get whatever you need, want, or whatever, if you'll just let me. Love you forever, Jane"

"That's sweet; can you put them on the table please?"

"Yep"

"Serena your phone keeps making weird noises please do something about that"

"Sorry" I said grabbing my phone to see 4 new texts from Dylan and 3 from Jane.

I'll get the girls from school, slow day, why don't you just hang out with your girlfriend and cure what ails her ;)

Jane

On second thought she's here so I'm assuming you're at home, take care of Maura and her flu.

Jane

Why would you do that?

Dylan

WHAT!

Dylan

THE

Dylan

FUCK!

Dylan

Nonna owes you a serious apology, I'm sorry.

Jane

Maura saw the shocked and confused look pass through my face.

"What's the matter?"

"I don't know I'm confused. All I know is that Jane's sorry, Nonna owes me a serious apology and Dylan's mad at me."

"Might it have something to do with her texts last night?"

"You know about those?"

"Yeah Jane told me this morning when I asked where you were. I'm sorry I never even asked how your booty call was."

"Okay first of all, I wasn't a booty call, second of all it was amazing, intense and amazing, and third she gave me a key to her house and said I was welcome there anytime even when she isn't home. But now that I look at the time she's going to be home soon, will you be okay by yourself till everyone gets home?"

"Yes you go get cleaned up and do something nice for your girl."

"I never would have though Jane would have such a big mouth! Something like this calls for revenge!"

"Just use her middle name" Maura waved to me as she lay down to watch the rest of the documentary that was playing on the discovery channel.

"What is her middle name? I don't think I've ever heard it"

"Clementine"

"Fuck. Are you serious big bad Detective Jane Rizzoli's middle name is Clementine?"

"Language and yes it is she dislikes it very much."

After that I changed Jane's name in my phone from 'Jane Rizzoli' to 'CLEMENTINE!' and fired off a text.

JANE CLEMETINE RIZZOLI WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!

Serena

Ma may have asked why I had the girls and you didn't and I may have accidentally let it slip that you received a very tempting booty call last night. BUT THAT'S IT I SWEAR!

CLEMENTINE!

WELL WHAT HAPPENED WHY IS DYLAN SO PISSED AT ME?

Serena

After that my phone started playing the cops theme meant only for Jane's calls.

"Hello" I said angrily

"So this is what happened as I know it. This morning Nonna asked why I had the girls and I said that you received a tempting booty call that you couldn't resist and I said I'd watch my own children this morning. And then I wasn't really expecting to go to the hospital today to visit Frankie nor was Nonna, well anyways she was giving us both a head ache so we sent her for some coffee. When she hadn't returned for some time I went to see what was going on. When I walked into the coffee shop I saw her sitting at a table with someone but I couldn't see who and ask I got closer I hear Nonna saying 'Serena isn't just some toy you can play with at night and forget about during the day.' Dylan tried to interject and set her straight but she wouldn't shut up, anyways she finally shut up and Dylan tried to explain it to her 'Serena isn't just a play thing for me I love her I already told you that, yes last night I sent her some sexts but I don't ignore her during the day. We talk often, text even more often, we just hadn't had sex in a long time, and with me starting my summer courses online next week and trying to have at least some of the reading done ahead of time and her being busy with the girls and such our schedules just haven't worked out' then Nonna went on a short questioning rant 'Sext what's a sext you young kids and your damn cell phone language what does that even mean to sext someone?' that's when I stepped in and told my mother to take the coffee to Frankie cause he was asking for her. After that Dylan looked at me with a what the fuck look and I kind of didn't know what to day so I kind of blurted it out that I didn't tell anyone what the sexts said, I just said that you were given an offer you couldn't refuse that's it."

"So she knows that you know what the texts said?"

"Yeah sort of, look I'm sorry, it was an accident she gives a very similar look that Maura gives when she's pissed and wants answers. It happened before I could stop it."

"Then what happened?"

"She asked how I knew what they said; I told her that I helped you translate some of the words to English. She didn't seem to upset when I apologized for Nonna and left."

"Yeah well I just 3 texts each containing one word 'What. The. Fuck' with s series of exclamation points with the last word."

"I'm sorry kid again I am but I have to go okay bye"

"Bye"

By the time our conversation had ended I was almost at Dylan's. She wasn't home yet so I let myself in. I went to the kitchen and gathered the ingredients to make her favourite cookies, cupcake cookies, and ordered a pizza. I figured that these two small acts alone wouldn't make things better but I didn't think that they'd hurt either.

I had enough time to finish baking and clean up the mess while the cookies were cooling and the last batch was just coming out of the oven when she came home making her house smell like chocolate and confetti cupcake cookies.

"What are you doing here?"

"Well you said I could come any time, but look honestly I have no idea what happened today with Nonna I'm sorry I really am she's a little fucked in the head, I guess because she cares so much. But I'm sorry I don't know why you're mad at me but please tell me what I can do to make it up to you? Please?"

Before she could talk there was a knock on the door and I ran to get it "keep your hands off those cookies!" I paid for the pizza and put it on the counter next to the cookies.

"You let Jane read those messages I sent you last night! How could you do that?"

"Well, I was watching a baseball game with Jane, they were unexpected as you had previously said you were going to bed, and they were in Italian, I didn't feel like putting them into a translator when I have someone who is fluent in that language right by me. How was I to know that they were going to be dirty?"

"Do you know what it's like to be called a 'Lesbiche poco avide' by your girlfriends scary Italian bosses mother? I'll tell you, not fun especially not at work!"

"I'm sorry that happened but can you please tell me what that means?"

"Greedy little lesbian"

I just burst into a fit of laughter and she did too after a few seconds. When the giggles had subsided she grabbed plates from the cupboard, I grabbed pop from the fridge and we ate our pizza and watched 'I can't think straight' then we proceeded to mow down some of the cookies. Dylan was lying on her back on the couch and I was lying on top of her. I hadn't realized it before but she had a small spot of icing on her face so I licked it off and we started making out, until we were interrupted by a small knock on the door.

Dylan got out from under me kissed my bottom lip that was stuck out in a purely childish pout, and opened the door.

"What are you doing here?"

"What can't a girl stop by to see an old friend when she's in town?"

"Yes but I told you the last time that I never wanted to see you again. Besides I have company here and one other thing, I never want to see you again." Dylan said forcefully and with anger before slamming the front door and locking it then coming back to the couch trying to act like nothing had happened.

"Who was that?" I asked cautiously

"An "old friend" I never want to see or hear from again. Can we just forget about that and go back to what we were doing before."

"I don't think so babe that look on your face can't just be shoved to the side; please tell me what's bothering you?"

"Ugh, fine, she" pointing to the door as if she hadn't already driven away "was the reason my parents essentially stopped talking to me after I came out to them. We were in high school together and we used to be best friends until she found out I was gay. Then she wanted nothing to do with me. Anyways she told her parents all kinds of slanderous fucked up shit about that wasn't true. And since she had told her parents mine and I were the laughing stock of the next charity gala we went to. My parents aren't comfortable with my sexual preference but they don't hate me for it. But yes I was a somewhat rebellious teen and she said things like the only reason I was a cheerleader or on any team was so that I could look at the girls, well shortly after that I was kicked off the squad and I would have been off the basketball team too if I wasn't so good but she ostracized me. She made me feel so alone and then she was talking to some of her friends in a very close proximity to my parents and said something like 'oh I wonder where Dylan has gone, she was here a while ago.' Then one of her little fucking minions said 'oh I heard her flirting with one of the waiters, and then I saw them sneaking out somewhere' well when my parents had found me they were a mixture of humiliated, mortified, and angry. My and the waiter girl weren't doing anything. Her and I were friends, she volunteered at the hospital with me and she knew I was gay and she wasn't, but we were friends and I knew she was going to be at that party working so I asked her to bring me a spare change of clothes so I could make a nice appearance and leave, well when they found us I was in the middle of getting out of the dress my mother made me wear and she was helping and it just didn't look nearly as innocent as it was. Anyways they saw that and were pissed and that bitch had followed them with one of the photographers for the paper that was reporting on the event."

"Baby I'm sorry that happened to you."

"It's fine I'm over it but I just am filled with so much hate for that girl. I really hate her; she's the only person that I truly hate."

"Would it make you feel better to know the real reason I live with Jane and Maura?"

"I don't know, I doubt it could make me feel any worse than I feel and it would probably take my mind off that bitch."

"Well I've been working for them for almost 2 years and living there for 1 year. But my parents caught me with my "best friend" because my little sister is a tattletale. My mom knew that I kind of liked girls but she thought it was just a phase, even though I never had a boyfriend that was a boyfriend and not just a male friend. Well me and my friend who even though I had told my mom she was my girlfriend she refused to acknowledge that and they all called her my best friend which we were. But one day we had a free afternoon so at lunch we went back to my house, because nobody was supposed to be there and we were going to have sex. When we got there my mom, dad, sister, and grandmother, and cousin were all there. They were all in the kitchen and we had just walked through the door oblivious to them being there at the time, and we were kissing and groping at each other and I slipped while walking backwards up the stairs to my room and landed on my ass anyways I pulled her on top of me and we continued kissing laughing and groping each other, soon as we had made it to my room and I had her pinned beneath my on my bed and I had her shirt off I heard a 'Serena and Emma are kissing and touching each other's private parts on the stairs' my parents heard that and came up stairs in a hurry and Emma was told to take her 'satanic dyke ass' out of his fucking house. And I was told I had one week to get my shit out too. He said 'no daughter of mine is going to go through life as a fucking dyke and end up in hell' and well that night Jane had called and asked if I could come watch the kids cause they had a case, so I packed my bag and went over there. They saw how distraught I looked and I told them what happened and they invited me to live there. Jane and I went to get the last of my things at the end of that week and there was a guy there changing the locks, and I heard my dad saying to my sister that she was his only child now." By the end of my story she had her arms wrapped tightly around me and we were gently rocking and tears were flowing freely from my eyes.

"and so that's why I live there I saw my sister once when I was with the girls and I know she saw me too but my dad was a few feet away so she gave me a dirty look and turned and pretended not to notice me. I haven't heard from my mom at all, and she was never okay with my "choice" but she was able to accept it as a reality for me and well I miss her, and my dog I miss him most I think."

"I'm so sorry baby that's terrible. I am really sorry that happened to you. Is that partially why you are so attached to Jane, Maura, Angela, and the girls?"

"Yeah Jane and Maura have helped me through that, and Nonna has never judged me on the gender of my dates, just on their personalities, and honestly I am confused about how she feels about you now."

"Ha yeah no kidding"

"it's getting late I should probably get going though, you probably need to get some rest for work tomorrow and I have to get up early to take the kids to school and help nurse Maura back to health."

"Do you have to go I don't want to sleep alone tonight and I really don't want you to feel sad and then have to sleep alone either."

"I'm fine, but if you don't want to sleep alone, you could follow me home? And stay with me tonight. I'd stay here but then I'd have to be up at 4:15 am so I could be home in time to wake the kids and make breakfast."

"I could come and stay with you if you want me to, and if it's alright with Jane and Maura."

"They like you and they don't care, and I do want you too of course I do. There is nothing more I want than you holding me tight all night, except maybe more of those cookies. I am a pretty fucking awesome baker"

"Yes you are and so modest too."

After that she gathered what she needed and followed me home. We said goodnight to Jane who was still banished to the couch, or anywhere that wasn't near enough to Maura to catch her flu. When Maura is sick it's really fun to watch how grumpy Jane can get and how she starts acting like a child. We went to bed that night both in somber moods but happy to be wrapped up in each other's arms.