A/N-Hey everyone just wanted to say a quick thank you for reading and for the reviews, I know this has been a bit angst ridden but I am planning some good times soon! Speaking of which I am currently writing a funny Kareoke piece that will come in a few chapters. Any suggestions for songs the characters can do? I have some hilarious ideas but am stuck for a few others. Personally I would like to see Frost, Korsak and the girls doing an ABBA number but we will see. Thanks again.

"Maura." Angela lay in wait as Maura entered her home. "How did it go?"

Maura suddenly felt exhausted. "It went well." Maura assured her with a smile. "I think we found the perfect dress." That much was true.

Angela erupted with an excited squeal and clapped her hands. "Oh, I knew you could do it! And Jane, is she happy? With the dress?"

Maura shrugged a little as she considered this. "As happy as Jane could be about a dress, she has paid for it anyway and is returning tomorrow for some slight alterations."

Angela beamed. "Wonderful, when it comes to Jane you are a miracle worker, I wish I knew how you do it, she never listens to me, if I like something she hates it." Angela crossed to the kitchen and poured herself and Maura a glass of wine which she now delivered to Maura.

"Let's make a toast." Angela announced. "To our Janie's happiness!" Angela took a large gulp of the wine as Maura sipped delicately at her own.

Angela's smile faded as she seemed to fully consider Maura over the rim of her glass.

"Oh sweetheart." Angela said softly. "I know this is hard on you."

Maura's head shot up from where she had been studying the base of her wine glass.

"When your best friend gets married it's a big change, you're worried you might lose her." It wasn't a question but Maura nodded a little.

Both women had sat on the large sofa and now Angela shuffled a little closer to Maura and put an arm around her shoulders. It was only recently that Maura had begun to feel at ease with this more physical side of Angela's maternal comfort giving and care but right now it felt a little dishonest.

"You are Jane are so close and have been so good for each other and even though you may see a her little less and be a little less involved it could never change the way you feel about each other right?"

Maura smiled and nodded taking a longer drink from her glass, partly to avoid having to speak. This was the very thing Maura worried about; that she would have to watch Jane marry Casey and spend the rest of her life watching them together whilst secretly yearning for Jane over Sunday dinners and the odd drink at The Dirty Robber. Maura knew she couldn't live like that, she would have to get away, it was a matter of self preservation. Maura also hated the thought of leaving, not just Jane but her life here, her job, her home and what she had come to think of as her family, Angela, Korsak, Frost, Frankie and even Tommy.

"So !" Angela interrupted Maura's gloomy contemplation and sensing Maura's usual reluctance to share steered the conversation back to ... "The dress?"

Maura smiled genuinely, pleased to return to safer ground.

Maura lay awake despite the two large glasses of wine she had consumed with Angela. Angela had revealed that as Jane's maid of honour it was Maura's responsibility to arrange a bachelorette party. Maura had pointed out that Jane had not officially asked her to be maid of honour but Angela had assured Maura that Maid of honour she was.

Maura had never been to a bachelorette party, much to Angela's horror, so she was a little nervous about arranging one until Angela had declared that Frankie would do it with Maura's assistance and that she would speak to him about it in the morning.

This was not entirely what was keeping Maura in an uneasy state of wakefulness. Maura had to admit that what really disturbed her was recollections of earlier that day, seeing Jane in that dress had momentary made her take leave of her senses. Maura had been struck with a need to go to her, to touch her. The kiss they had shared had been brief and almost mournful; it was in no way like the crushing passionate kisses they had shared over a week ago. Maura still blushed when she allowed herself to think about what had happened and what might have happened had they not been interrupted.

It had been Maura who initiated the kissing. She hadn't planned on it, the evening had been an ordinary Friday night at her house with nothing special outside of the fact that Jane had announced that she was getting married a few days earlier.

The evening had begun with take out and beer and their usual banter, some teasing, a little flirtation. No mention of Casey or the engagement. They had started out the evening sitting side by side on the comfy sofa but as time went by Maura had slowly started to wilt and droop to the point that she now lay snuggled into Jane's side.

Jane without thinking had put an arm around Maura and was idly tracing patterns through her shirt on to her side. Again nothing unusual, they had always had a fairly tactile relationship.

This time however Maura did feel different, she was gripped by something, maybe fear and she was overcome with a notion that she just had to do something. By this time Maura had her head on Jane's lap and turned to look up at her, taking Jane's hand in hers and lacing their fingers.

Jane's attention turned from the TV to the doctor in her lap and she must have seen in a heartbeat Maura's laboured breathing, recognised the unspoken words and the unmistakeable desire in her eyes. A serious look took over Jane's face and she put a hand to Maura's hip helping to pull her up into a sitting position as their lips met while Maura still rose to meet her.

The kiss was quickly over and Maura pulled back about to apologise but was not given the chance as Jane chased the retreating lips and pulled them back within her own now suddenly more urgent mouth. Jane hungrily landed kiss after kiss, running her hand up Maura's side and into her hair.

Maura pulled away again. "Jane.." Maura began but was cut off with another kiss and Jane's palm gently cupping her face. Maura put her hand on Jane's wrist and pulled away yet again, noticing the look of disappointment on the detectives face. That look made up Maura's mind.

"Will you stay?" Maura asked, trying for all the world not too look as desperate as she felt.

Jane answered with a kiss and pulled herself and Maura off the sofa, leading Maura in the direction of the bedroom. They made slow progress as first Jane pushed Maura against the wall for a more probing kiss and then Maura stopped Jane just outside her door to pull Jane's mouth back down on hers and push her hands up under Jane's sweatshirt to caress the smooth skin she found there. Maura dragged her nails down the skin lightly and felt Jane moan into her mouth. Jane suddenly pushed the taller woman back and as she felt for the doorknob of her bedroom door Jane lightly traced kisses down her jaw line.

Then the sound of the external door closing with a crash caused them both to freeze.

"Maura" A familiar voice called from the room they had just vacated.

Jane almost threw Maura from her as her mother entered the hallway.