"Rizzoli, you okay?" Korsak dropped a fresh cup of coffee on Jane's desk.

Jane jumped a little in her chair and gave out a few choice words under her breath. "Yeah, I'm good." She took a sip of the fresh coffee and set the old cup with the rest of the graveyard that was starting to pile up on the right side of her desk. "Thanks."

"You sure? You look worse than you did when," he stopped talking abruptly. "Well, what I mean to say is that…"

"I look worse than I did when I broke it off with Maura," Jane leaned back in her chair. She sighed heavily. "That's what you were going to say, right?"

"Jane, I didn't mean to be insensitive. I'm just worried about you, is all." Korsak put a hand on her shoulder. "You know I'm here if you want to talk."

Jane closed her eyes for a long moment. "I did a stupid thing, Korsak." She could feel his grip tighten slightly.

"I'm guessing it was something other than calling it off with Dr. Isles?"

Jane opened her eyes and stared down Korsak for a moment. She was working up her nerve to say out loud what had been going through her mind during her sleepless night. "I… oh man," she closed her eyes again and leaned her head back against her chair. "I royally screwed the pooch, Korsak. I don't know if I can fix this." She opened her eyes again. "I slept with another woman the night before last."

"Oh boy," Korsak let go of her shoulder and settled into the chair by her desk.

"It gets worse." The brunette leaned forward until her forehead was resting on her desk. "Maura walked in on us the next morning."

"Dr. Isles is back?" Korsak glanced around the empty squad room.

"Yes, but she's still not at work. Jude'll be here until Maura's time off is up." She sighed into the wood of the desk. "It was Jude."

"You slept with the replacement ME?" Korsak crossed his arms. "What is it with you and medical examiners?"

"Korsak," Jane shot up. "It should never have happened. I had a moment of stupid, and I might have lost Maura forever because of it."

"But, you called it off."

"I know." She whined.

"And, you're the one who slept with…"

"I know, okay? I know what I did. But, I didn't mean to."

"What didn't you mean?"

"Any of it." Jane ran a hand through her tangle of hair. "I didn't mean any of it. I just… I didn't expect Maura to run away, you know?"

"Well, you hurt her pretty bad, Jane. What did you expect her to do? Did you think she was just going to stick around here and deal with you ignoring her every day?"

"No, of course not." She frowned into her coffee.

"So, what are you going to do about it?"

"I don't know. The whole thing is weird. Maura came in, walked Joe, brought fresh clothes for Jude, and made breakfast. I mean, she knew I'd be with Jude, Korsak," she shook her head. "How could I let a woman go who knows me that well? Who gets me enough to know when I'm going to..." She clenched her jaw and slowly exhaled to keep her emotions in check. "I just don't get myself sometimes." She gave a mirthless chuckle. "Ma is going to kill me."

"I don't think I'd tell your mother about this, Jane. I'm just sayin'… it might be better if you waited until you figured everything out."

"Yeah, you're probably right." She nodded to herself. "She left my copy of her house keys on my sugar canister before she left." Jane slowly looked up at Korsak. "What does that mean?"

Korsak shrugged. "I'd say it meant it's not over yet." He stood up. "Sounds like Dr. Isles is giving you a second chance. I wouldn't screw this one up if I were you."

Jane rolled her eyes. "Thanks. That was incredibly helpful, Korsak."

"Hey, I can't tell you what to do, Jane. You're the only one who knows what she wants from you. If you don't, you're a detective. Figure it out."

Jane tried to still her racing heart and ragged breath as she picked up her cell and hit the speed dial for Maura. It had been nearly a week since she'd spoken to the other woman, but it had taken her that long to figure out what she thought she needed to do.

As the phone rang, she began to wonder if she had waited too long.

"Isles."

"Maura, it's me." She waited for a response, but nothing came. She cleared her throat and pushed on. "Listen, I'm sorry it's taken me so long to call you, but I had to figure some stuff out."

"I see."

"I deserved that. I probably deserve a lot more than that, actually." Jane started pacing her apartment. "I'm not sure I have the right to ask you this, but would you consider having dinner with me tonight? Nothing fancy. I just want to talk. I… I miss you."

"When?"

"Whenever you're free. Let me come pick you up… please?" She stopped moving and waited.

"I can be ready in 45 minutes."

She let out the breath she was holding. "Okay, ba… Maura. I'll be there."

The phone went dead.

Jane pulled into Maura's driveway a few minutes early. Everything felt off. She was accustomed to feeling like she was coming home whenever she parked her car there. At the moment, she felt as if she was meeting up with a stranger. She felt disjointed, disconnect.

With a heavy sigh and a grunt of frustration, she stepped out of her car pulling her jacket on as she walked the short distance to the front door. It was chilly outside, but she was certain she wasn't shaking because of the nippy weather.

She rang the bell.

It felt like a small eternity before the door opened to reveal Maura in a lovely dress with matching heels. "You have a key."

"Yeah, I know, I just," the brunette ran a hand across the back of her neck as she shifted nervously in the doorframe. "I didn't want to… well, considering… I just, I just didn't want overstep any boundaries, you know?"

Maura narrowed her eyes at the detective for moment. Then, she abruptly grabbed her purse. "Shall we?"

"Yeah… yeah," Jane stepped out of Maura's way. She waited for the doctor to lock the door and followed her toward the car. She opened the car door for the blonde and shut it gently behind her. Then, she slid into the driver's seat. "You look nice." She said as she pulled out of the drive. "I've always liked Chanel on you."

"I didn't realize you noticed that sort of thing." Maura turned her head to look out the passenger's window, but Jane could see the small smile playing on the blonde's lips in the side mirror.

"Yeah, I notice all sorts of things about what you like and do." Jane gripped the steering wheel tighter as she tried to keep herself from reaching over to touch the woman beside her. "For example, I know you keep a bottle Jack in your cabinet behind the pile of organic stuff you think I'll never touch." She smirked to herself remembering the time she'd discovered the bottle.

"I thought the level of the alcohol in that bottle was lower than I recalled." Maura gave the brunette a side glance. "When did you find it?"

"About six months ago. That's not actually the whiskey I found in there." Jane raised an eyebrow and leaned slightly to the right. In a conspirator's tone, she added, "I've replaced it twice since I found it."

Maura chuckled. "I think I may need to hide it elsewhere, in that case."

"I like a challenge." Jane smiled brightly. "It makes the whiskey that much more tasty when I find it."

"Oh, Jane," The blonde gave a playful smack to the detective's knee. "You're awful!"

"Maybe," the death grip Jane had on the steering wheel relaxed. "You hungry?"

"Where are we going?" Maura resettled herself so she was facing more toward the brunette.

"It's a secret."

Well, at least it's a start, right?

Sorry for the length of time it took for this update. Life has been... trying recently.

Please feed me my crack. Thank you :)