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Chapter 8!
On the way upstairs, Jane ran in to Rachel once again. "Oh, fancy meeting you in elevator," she said casually as she walked inside and stood next to Jane. She didn't need to press the button, seeing that Jane was going to the same floor that she needed to go. She smiled slyly, "You remember what I did to you in the elevator one time..."
Jane remembered indeed. How could she forget? Elevator sex, but only because the elevator got stuck - but it was the best that could happen back then. She had her arms crossed in front of her chest and turned her head to look at the blonde. "Why did you talk to Maura?" She then asked bluntly.
Rachel smirked a smile when she saw that Jane remembered. "I can really take you, you know," she seemed to purr and then her face changed from a smirk to one of being caught. She tightened her jaw and cleared her throat. "I just needed some insight...that's all. I didn't hurt the fair one did I?" She said, almost taunting Jane in a way. It was what Rachel did...it was how she was...and most of the time, it got Jane right to her core. The emotional connection was still there...no matter how she tried to deny it. Rachel suddenly came at Jane and pinned her to the elevator way. There chest's pressed against one another. She stared into her dark brown eyes. "Tell me, I don't matter to you anymore," she hissed, brushing her lips against Jane's.
The brunette didn't expect that to happen and let out a gasp as she suddenly felt the cool metal of the elevator on her backside. Jane looked into Rachel's green eyes and held eye contact for a moment. The detective moved her head aside as Rachel's soft lips brushed over her own. She closed her eyes for a brief moment, this was torture but she had to remind herself that she was with Maura and that Rachel was only playing her usual mind games. It was all about control with Rachel. "Just stay away from Maura...if you got a problem just talk to me." Jane said, her head still aside; trying to sound as strong as she could at this very moment.
Rachel was good and getting Jane to crack, and she knew she already had. She smiled and pulled back, releasing Jane for now. She sighed and folded her arms around her chest. "You can sure pick them," she said casually and shrugged. "She's pretty...too pretty for you, don't you think. Course, so was I," she said and turned to face back to the doors. "I might need to talk to her again...after all...she knows you too." Jane also knew that Rachel had a little bit of a 'what's yours is mine ' complex. Jane was hers...and that meant that Maura was hers now too.
Jane crossed her arms in front of her chest again. "You were too pretty for me... I see." Jane just said and chuckled. Oh that woman! She forgot how fast Rachel could turn from sweet to bitchy. "Just leave Maura out of it, okay? Whatever personal vendetta you have against me - just take it out on me." Jane looked over to her. "I'm an equal player... You don't wanna take it out on someone weaker than you, do you?" She asked her.
"You think she is weaker than us? Hardly Jane. A woman as pretty as that has a lioness inside if her. You can bet on it," she said, still facing the doors. "I was too pretty for you...but you found another pretty face to sink your teeth into," she said with a little more bitterness to her words. Her eyes narrowed and her jaw tightened. "Aren't you tired of being the man yet?" Now she was a little upset...and now she just kept sinking her teeth into Jane's already raw emotional wounds.
Now Jane turned her whole body towards her; not only her face; paying the slender blonde all her attention. "Excuse me! Tired of being a MAN? Really, Rachel! Really! If working as Detective in Homicide and being tough is considered being a 'man' so be it. Just because I don't run around in short skirts and high heels... this is getting ridiculous..." The brunette said and shook her head in disbelief. "You think you are 'oh so pretty' but guess what...you are only pretty from the outside. The inside is rotten." Jane said in a stern voice, saying exactly what she thought. She knew Rachel could deal with her honesty but also she wouldn't care if the blonde couldn't.
Rachel turned her head sharply to look at Jane. Her green eyes were fierce with slight pain, but more anger. She breathed deeply. "Yeah, a man...you act like a man. You were never the woman in our relationship. Now, you are doing the same thing with that fair flower. You did it with me...You don't have to be soo tough," she shot back and narrowed her eyes at Jane. The doors opened before she could say anything else. "This continues later..." she said and abruptly walked out and headed down the hall toward the meeting room.
Jane brought her hands into fists as the blonde just left as the doors opened. Oh how she had loved to say something to that. Jane got out of the elevator too and made her way to the meeting room. Rachel was so two-faced and Jane hated it... but saying she was a man? Well, she was a tough woman. This statement busied her...she could clearly wear dresses but preferred pants and in her job she couldn't dress girly - she had to be taken seriously.
The meeting went without a hitch. Rachel was civil and pleasant. She even smiled at Jane on several occasions to make the whole thing look good. Once it was over, she shook Jane's boss's hand and nodded. She excused herself from them and headed out the door. She would be just getting to her car in the parking garage when Jane would finally catch up to her.
"Rachel!" Jane called out and rushed over to her. The brunette came close to her; as if she would wanna hug her; her lips close to the blonde's ear. "I don't care what you think about me...your words don't have a meaning to me anymore...the only words that could hurt me, would be Maura's...and she likes me the way I am." She whispered into her ear; hot breathe touching the blondes neck. "And if I want to...I can be even more girly than you'll ever be..." Jane pulled back, a satisfied smile over her lips. "See ya tomorrow." She winked and turned to leave.
Her entire body tensed as Jane came at her and her back was to the woman. Her hand froze with the key in it to open the car door. Jane's breath tickled over her neck and the tiny hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. Her jaw tightened in anger. Maura had Jane now...and every part of her being did not like that at all. She turned on her heel as Jane walked away with a satisfied grin on her face. She yelled after the woman. "You won't be able to forget me Jane Rizzoli! I belong with you! Not that little flower! Me...I belong with you!" She felt her cheeks flush in anger.
Jane just rose her hand to wave goodbye, without turning around. She walked to her car, unbarred it and got in. She drove off to her apartment. Rachel's words were bothering her still...so Jane, got an old short black dress out of her closet and dressed it. She straightened her curls and let her hair hung neatly down over her breasts. She even put some of make up on and some jewelery. Dressed in heels, and her dress, she made her way to Maura and rang the doorbell; kind of nervous.
Maura set down her file and looked up and over at her door. She shrugged lightly and got up, walking over to it and peering out the small window, confused for a moment, but opening the door anyways. Her eyes widened as she saw who stood before her clad in a short black dress, straight hair, heels, jewelry and soft makeup. Her cheeks instantly flushed and she smiled. "Woah Jane," she muttered softly and took a step back to allow the woman to enter. "What's the occasion?"
"No occasion." The brunette said and entered the house. She kissed Maura softly. "These heels are killing me though...I don't understand how you can walk around in them all day." Jane said and placed a hand on Maura's shoulder to keep her balance, while she undressed her shoes. She tossed the shoes to the side. "Maur, do you think I am 'manly'?" Jane then asked her girlfriend.
Maura lost her breath for a moment as Jane kissed her. She always did. She helped to support Jane as she slipped out of her heels and laughed softly. "Practice and they make me taller," she mused and then looked worried at Jane. "No, not at all...who told you that you were manly?" She said gently and lightly brushed her fingers through Jane's straighter hair.
"SHE did. We had an argument and I told her to leave you alone...but I bet she doesn't care like usual. She said all sorts of stuff and even though I tried not to let it bother me - it still bothers me." Jane said with a sigh and looked into Maura's eyes. "I can be very, very girly if I want to. But I choose not to. I can't be girly at my job...nobody would take me serious, if I would be." She told Maura. "Just...try to avoid Rach, Maur...if she comes to your office, send her away or just walk away... she is playing her mind games, and she wont stop..."
"Oh Jane..." she said, taking a step closer to the other woman and cupping her cheek with her gentle touch. Maura shook her head and sighed, "That woman...she is seriously not nice. How did you ever get involved with her? She doesn't compliment you at all." Maura nodded at Jane's words of avoiding Rachel and knew that she could do that. "Her mind games don't bother me Jane," she added, "it's how she affects you..."
"It's fine Maura, I can deal with her but I am worried about you...I just don't want her to make you feel uncomfortable or anything of that like." She whispered and took her hands in hers; kissing them. "You are the woman I want, not Rachel; no matter what she tells you. Don't believe her..." Jane said; looking deeply into Maura's eyes.
"I don't believe her, " Maura said and shrugged slightly, "I just don't like what she does to you. Simple as that," she and then Jane held her hands and she smiled warmly. "You look beautiful," she added and stepped closer, curling a hand and arm around Jane's body, feeling her toned body against the thin fabric of the dress. She had a good feeling it would not be on her body that much longer...
The next day Jane even wore some make up at work; her eyes had a smoky effect and her hair was still straight; though her clothes were like usual. She didn't know why she did that or if she wanted to prove something to Rachel... While Jane was busy interviewing a suspect, Rachel made her way down to the morgue again. She had seen that she had the power to anger Jane and Maura... she had power over them. "Knock knock." Rachel said as she entered. She held her hands up. "I come here in peace..." The blonde said in a soft voice. "I wanna apologize, Dr. Isles..." Rachel said. Let the mind game begin.
Maura startled a moment as she heard Rachel's voice, but as she would look up, she gave the other woman a faint smile and nod. "Alright," she said, not standing from her desk as she looked at Rachel. Maura's hair was soft around her face with flowing perfect curls. Her make was flawless as was the rich colors she wore around her eyes and upon her lips. Her dress was a rich slate grey with a thick belt at the lower waist and tan colored heels.
"I mean it, Doctor. I am sorry." Rachel said and walked all the way up to the Doctors desk. She held out her hand, her nails nicely manicured. "I hope we can start all over again and forget what had happened so far." A smile spread across Rachel's read lips. Her blonde hair were up into a tight ponytail.
Maura was naturally a good judge of character and she trusted Rachel as far as she could throw her...and that wasn't far. She smiled tightly and nodded, making a soft sound. Then she stood and took Rachel's hand, "We'll see," she said bluntly and then released herself from the other woman's grasp. Maura rounded her desk to her small fridge. "Can I offer you something to drink?" Maura had noted how perfect Rachel looked and it was a little intimating.
"Oh a glass of water would be very lovely, thank you." Rachel said with a smile and looked at the Doctor closely. Again, she was reminded how beautiful she was and she could totally see why Jane was into her. She looked flawless like the day before already. "I just hope we can be friends... because I will be here for a while..."
"Perhaps," she said a little stiffly and handed Rachel and water bottle. She stood back up with one for herself and narrowed her eyes. "I am sure that you are hoping for a speedy case I am sure," she said with a small, tight smile. Maura shook her head, tossing soft curls from her face. She was lovely and shear perfection. Jane Rizzoli had good taste. Maura studied Rachel. To her, this woman was also beautiful. She was naturally taller, smaller frame, with rich green eyes. Maura knew that she couldn't compete with that.
"Thank you." Rachel said and opened the water bottle and drunk a sip. She took a deep breathe and smiled at Maura. "You are a very attractive woman, Doctor.." Rachel whispered and walked closer letting her fingers wander up Maura's upper arm to her neck; stroking it a bit. "I'm surprised that a woman with your looks, works as M.E.; hiding in the basement."
Maura did not back away, but Rachel saw her breathing increase as she touched her. "I love what I do," she said and swallowed, "You should go," she finally added and stared directly into the woman's eyes. Her fair cheeks were slightly flushed. Maura finally flinched visible and brushed the other woman's touch away. "Please," she said, hoping that would do the trick.
"You don't even want me to go." Rachel whispered; her mouth close to her ear as she stood behind the smaller woman. "You are intrigueded by me...even though you don't wanna admit it." She whispered and pressed her lips to Maura's neck; kissing it; letting her warm tongue ran over this little spot.
Maura sucked in a breath and held it. Her entire body stiffened and her was in her throat. Her eyes widened as she felt the woman's lips brushing against her skin and then her tongue licking at the spot that was a faded mark from Jane. That got her angry and she shoved Rachel away. "Leave...now," she said firmly and her hazel eyes deepened in color. She reflexively brushed away the woman's lingering touch from her neck.
"You can't fool me. I am not that stupid to think you came here in peace. You want to break me down so that Jane and I separate. You want to seduce me into cheating. Well it will not work. I am not that easy..."
"I never said you are, Doctor..." Rachel smiled. "It's fine...I won't tell Jane." The blonde pointed out and looked into Maura's eyes. "I know you want it too...I knew it the moment I saw you...and the way you looked at me." She whispered and stepped closer and grabbed the Doctors arms and pinned them against the wall, pushing her body against hers. "It's fine Maura, I want it too..." The blonde whispered and pressed her lips against Maura's.
In that moment, Maura hated the fact that she wasn't as strong as the other woman. She had tried to step past her...tried to do as Jane had instructed, but it was a failed attempt. Rachel had grabbed her arms and she found herself pinned against the wall. She gasped and then leveled eyes with the green ones that challenged her every thought and move. "I don't want it," she snapped back and attempted to push the other woman away. Rachel's lips came dangerously close to her own and Maura turned her head so that no further touches were made. "Get away from me now," she said firmly but her words cracked with slight panic. Her chest heaved deeper breaths against Rachel's body.
"Hmm..." She whispered and looked into her eyes. "That's obviously your bad conscience speaking...but its not what you want, am I right?" Rachel whispered and lowered her head; planting kisses all over the blonde's neck; sucking, licking and kissing. She moaned against Maura's skin and let go of one of Maura's hands to let her hand ran down over her breast.
Oh god...
Maura swallowed hard as the kisses peppered softly and seductively over her neck. Maura fought back with all she knew how to...using her words. "You don't want to hurt Jane, do you? Because this hurts her," she trembled out and gasped as the feather light touch moved down from her neck to the swell of her breast. Maura shifted her body, twisting it a bit to get away from Rachel and with a free hand she started pushing her back.
Well that's my intention, Dear - to hurt Jane. She thought and stopped as the smaller woman started to push. Rachel let go of her and looked into her eyes. "Fine, if you don't want to... I mean Jane would have never found out about it...I'll be gone in 3 weeks and would have taken the secret with me..." Rachel said and stroke over Maura's cheek. "I could have made you feel so great, you know that right? I always made Jane feel great..."
Maura glared back at her, although her entire body was shaking without her control by this point. Her cheeks were hot with anger and fear. At Rachel's words, Maura had had enough. She swung her hand and slapped the woman hard across the face. "Get the hell out of my office...or next time it won't just be my hand that hits you," she said in raw anger and fear.
Rachel was shocked since she hadn't expect that. She brought a hand to her cheek and only smiled at the blonde. "You know I've tried to play it nice, but the gloves are off." The blonde said in a threatening voice. "You'll be sorry for what you did. You will crawl back and beg for forgiveness when I am done with you." She said furious, and turned on her heels, before she left the office. Maura's red hand print still visible on her cheek as she stepped into the elevator.
All Maura did was watch after the other woman, breathing deeply and trembling more now, once she was gone from her sight. She breathed in deeply as if she couldn't breathe at all and moved to her desk. She bent over, hands pressed into the wood so hard that her knuckles turned white. She sucked in deep breath after deep breath and she literally could not feel her legs. She was dizzy too. Maura felt a little sick and could still smell the woman all over her. She forced herself not to cry, but she could not stop a few tears from falling.
After her interview, Jane got two cups of coffee at the cafeteria and made her way down to the morgue to see how far Maura with her report was. Every excuse to go down to see Maura was alright for her. She pushed the door of her office with her elbow open and entered. "Hello, hello. Your personal waitress brings you coffee." Jane said as she entered. She walked to Maura's desk and put it down there; turning around to look for Maura.
Maura was curled up on her couch, facing the back of the couch, her back toward Jane. She didn't respond or move when Jane entered into the office. Maura had wanted to do anything to forget what had happened with Rachel and when she had almost fallen over trying to walk again, she had ended up on her couch. She just needed to close her eyes, but every time that she did, Rachel's words just kept replaying in her mind. She shivered and had finally, accidentally drifted off to sleep.
Jane turned and saw her girlfriend lying on the couch. She raised a brow and walked closer to her. It wasn't Maura's style to sleep during work - she never did that before. The detective grabbed a thin white blanket from a chair and quietly and gently placed it over her girlfriends body. She didn't wanna wake her. Jane kissed her cheek softly and walked back to the desk. She grabbed a post-it and a pen and wrote Maura a message. Call me when you are awake. Jane. She placed the note in the middle of the blondes desk and then quietly left the office again. Maybe Maura was getting sick or she really didn't sleep well last night - but she didn't say a thing that morning.
TBC
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