"I don't believe it." Maura gawks at her from passenger seat; "Never?"

"Nev'ah ev'ah" Jane replies through a mouthful of bear claw.

"Green means go." Maura motions with her head towards the road and she runs her hand down her thighs, smoothing out imaginary wrinkles in her jade skirt.

"And why is that so hard to believe?" Jane says, gingerly placing her finger in her mouth, taking in the last bit of sugar glaze left over there.

Maura only shrugs her shoulders; "It just seems like something you would know is all."

"Why, cause' I'm sporty?" Jane air quotes from the steering wheel before picking up her coffee cup from between her legs.

"I guess I just assumed that you would know how to ride stick."

Jane snorts into the lid of her cup; "It's drive stick, Maur. That's-.." she trails off as she shakes her head and looks at her friend; "Nevermind."

She can see the sly grin play on the corner of Maura's mouth and Jane can't help the small one that follows on her's. She gently bites her lip before taking a large sip from her cup and bringing her eyes back to the road.

They ride comfortably in silence for a few minutes before arriving at the parking garage of the precinct.

"Jane, there are ample parking spaces available on the first level." Maura looks out the window, watching each free spot pass them her.

"I like being on top-.." Jane states matter of factly. She turns sharply around the corner to the fourth level before parking in a spot near the elevator; "-.. plus I like going down."

Jane cocks her head towards the elevator as she unbuckles herself and gets out.

"That seems counterproductive." Maura says, reaching over into the back seat.

"You're counterproductive, and can you hurry u-.. whoa." Jane is wide eyed and bent over next to the door; "You're, uh.. falling out there, doctor." she says, leaning in over the drivers seat and pinches the low riding blouse Maura is wearing, giving it a firm tug up.

"Oh, why thank you." Maura sits back in her seat and shimmies her shoulders slightly and Jane can't help the smile the plasters itself to her face or the eye roll that follows.

At the elevator Jane pokes the down arrow repeatedly.

"That isn't going to make arrive any faster, Jane"

"Why do I have to press down for it to come up only to go back down."

"Because you didn't park on the first level like I told you."

Jane gives Maura a pointed stare and pushes the button one last time as the doors open. Bowing slightly, Jane extends her arm; "Ladies first."

Maura gives Jane a funny look before it smooths over into a smile and she enters the elevator past Jane's outstretched arm. "Thank you, Detective." Her voice dips just slightly on the title and she can feel Jane's stance change just that much. It's an almost arrogance, and it's good to go into a case with a Jane Rizzoli in top form, which is why she does it.

Jane's head turns involuntarily to watch her friend as she goes into the way her hips sway from left to right with purpose to each step she takes in those ridiculous heels is damn near hypnotizing. And that's exactly where her eyes go the second Maura walks past her, it cannot be helped. The woman does this on purpose, Jane's convinced. But how is she supposed to not look when Maura does that thing with her face and her hips? It would be a crime. And it's not like it means anything.

"Jane, aren't you coming?" Maura quirks an eyebrow at the stockstill detective. "I thought the purpose of all of this was for you to go down?"

Jane blinks and narrows her eyes at her. Yes, she decides. By the smirk at the corner of her lips, Maura knows exactly what she's doing. Jane narrows her eyes, "I think I'm rubbing off on you." She says and walks into the small box just as the elevator doors threaten to close. She grins when she notices that Maura has left the button pushing to her. "Happy now, Dr. Smartypants?"

"Yes, Detective Smartypants, I am quite content." She grins and Jane rolls her eyes.

Detective Frost looks up from his notes as he hears the sound of heels clicking on pavement echoing through the garage. Everyone else seems to stop what they're doing to stare as the homicide detective and the medical examiner step onto the scene. Frost walks up to both of them, his notepad in hand. "So this is what we have so far..." Jane follows him, barely listening to his words, as she survey's the busted up and bloodied car.

"What happened?" She mumbles to herself as she squats near the passenger side of the car.

"Korsak is out canvassing the area."

"Good." Just as Jane's about to get up, she nearly falls on her ass.

Maura is bent over the body still sitting in the front of the car. And she is getting an eyeful. She looks around quickly to make sure no one else is looking, because this is a professional setting and she will not tolerate people looking at her best friend that way. No one is looking except her though, and when she turns back Maura is staring at her, confusion all over her face before she looks down.

"Am I falling out again? I knew this blouse was a work hazard."

Jane blinks hard at being caught. "What? No! No you're - " Their eyes lock, and Jane trails off dumbly. Maura has always had this way of captivating all of her attention. It could be minutes, hours, whatever. Time ceases to exist when she is there caught in the gaze of those golden-green eyes. It's a safe place, and safe places are very hard to come by these days so she doesn't try to deflect the eye contact.

"Jane!" Frost calls over after holding his phone.

Jane jerks from her place on the floor and nearly falls backwards, again. Maura tries to hide her smile as Jane struggles to stand, but knows she's failed when the brunette glares at her playfully.

"That was a waste of time." Jane huffs holding the door for Maura as they walk out of the precinct. It's mid-afternoon and they are having a very late lunch. Between medical procedures, autopsies, interns who can't do their job, patrol officers kissing ass, and interviewing family and friends it has been a very long day.

"I vote for pizza."

"Vetoed. We are having salad."

"Burgers."

"Kale."

Jane begins to protest but the look Maura gives her tells her it is settled.

Maura sways slightly into her friend as they make their way through the parking garage and to the elevator. She nudges Jane's shoulder with her own and she can't help that funny thing her heart does when Jane gives her a sweet smile.

"You choose breakfast, so I get to choose lunch."

"Fiiiiine." Jane says, deflated as she pushes the up arrow repeatedly.

"That's still not going to make it arrive any faster." Maura says with an edge of annoyance as she pushes Jane's hand away.

"But I don't think you understand how bad I need kale." Jane begins pushing the button again.

"Wait..." Jane's movements freeze "bad-ly." and quickly starts back on the button.

"You're insufferable."

A triumphant smile spreads across Jane's face as the doors open and they step on. And she can't help that blank thing her brain does when she looks at Maura out of the corner of her eye and they are almost instantly drawn directly to her blouse.

'Insatiable' rattles around in her empty head and she pokes absently at a button.

"You're not going down."

"Huhwhat?"

Maura points to the button that Jane has had her finger pressed firmly on who knows how long.

"We can't go any lower than the garage level."

Right.

Jane silently curses herself to remember what numbers are. After three and before five. Four. She pushes the button while her brain catches up.