And you don't wanna sleep with me
Chapter 9- Not Quite According To The Plan Part 2
Rating: M for flashback scene.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A few moments of awkward silence passed, then Jane poked her girlfriend's arm. "Congrats Maura, you've made Angela Rizzoli speechless."
"And I didn't even want to! I..." Maura took some deep breaths, found that they didn't really help her calming down and pulled the car over to the side of the road to avoid causing any accidents. "I really didn't plan to say that, it just slipped out!"
Jane unbuckled her seatbelt, crawled half on top of her girlfriend and put her arms around the blonde. "It's okay, she'd have found out anyway, sooner or later... Hey!" From where she was sitting, Jane had an excellent view down the front of Maura's dress, and she'd noticed something that didn't belong there. "Are those hives?"
"Well... yes," the M.E. admitted, causing the Detective's eyebrows to shoot up into her hairline: "So you lied? You wanted to shut my mother up?"
"Actually, I wanted to tell her that we're in a relationship now because the general situation seemed to be a suitable one and like you said, Angela would eventually have found out about us anyway. I just underestimated the effect it was going to have on her."
"Well, in case you were worrying, she seems to be pretty much alive," Jane reported after a quick peek over Maura's shoulder.
"I hope so, since dying from just a slight shock would be rather unusual for a person of your mother's age, unless she's got some sort of heart insufficiency she doesn't know about... Could you please get off me now?"
Get off... Jane's thoughts instantly wandered back to the night before.
-Flashback-
"Jane... stop... the fuck... teasing!"
The brunette smirked; Maura not caring about her language for once meant that she was really, really close to cumming. "Why? I like it and you've already come three times tonight, you can't tell me you're still horny..."
Maura pulled her girlfriend in for a kiss, mainly to wipe that smirk off Jane's face, but their new position had the nice side effect that the Detective's thigh was now in a perfect position for the M.E. to grind against. "This is your last chance," Maura warned. "If you don't push me over that edge right now, I'll do it by myself."
Trademark Rizzoli smirk back in place, Jane interlaced her fingers behind her head. "Don't stop on my account, Dr Isles..."
-Present time-
A few minutes later, Maura got her revenge, took me right to the edge and then back again... more than once... But in the end, that was totally worth it...
"Jane?"
She made me come so hard... also more than once...
"Jane!"
"Huh? Sorry. Thinking of last night..."
"I figured as much. Now, could you please move back into your own seat? I need to fix my makeup."
"Uh, sure." Unable to resist stealing a quick kiss (which unfortunately didn't even come close to the kisses from her daydream... but she didn't dare reenact that dream in her girlfriend's car, especially with her- albeit temporarily paralyzed- mother in the backseat of said car), Jane climbed back into her own seat. Taking a deep breath, she turned around to look at the still speechless person behind her. "Ma?"
Angela blinked a few times, like she'd been lost really deep in thoughts. "I'm fine Janie. That was just... unexpected. Or maybe it wasn't. You've always been really close and looked so much happier when the other one was around... Just why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"Well, first, we've only took the step from best friends to lovers like two weeks ago-"
"Seventeen days."
"Seventeen days ago, thanks Maura. Second, we wanted to be absolutely sure about it before tellin' everyone. And third..." Jane looked out of the car's side window and unconciously rubbed her thumb over the scar in the center of her left palm. "I wasn't sure how you'd react, bein' Catholic and stuff..."
Suddenly there was a knock on the driver side window. "I'm sorry ma'am, you can't..." the patrol cop started when Maura lowered the window, then he recognized the blonde in the driver's seat. "Oh, uhm, hi doc. Sorry, but you really can't park your car there."
"Good morning Frankie, I know I'm not allowed to park here, I just had to pull over for a moment. I'm leaving now."
"Okay, thanks." Then Frankie Rizzoli spotted the other people in the car. "Janie. And... Ma?"
"Yes." Angela glared at her son. "Frankie, did you know that your sister and Maura were together?"
"Uh... no?" Frankie looked back and forth between Maura, Jane, and his mother, who looked very satisfied with his reply. "So I was the one who got to know first?", she asked her daughter.
"Yeah... by accident. But I guess it's a lot easier that way; me and Maura won't have to tell anyone 'cause you'll do that all by yourself..."
Angela thought about that for a moment. "Don't you think this excuses you from givin' me grandchildren," she eventually warned Jane, causing the Detective to roll her eyes for the umpteenth time that day. I don't care what Maura says, I know they *will* get stuck some day. Now, I'd immediately stop rolling 'em if it wasn't for Ma annoyin' me all the time!
THE END
A/N: When I started publishing this story, I never expected it to get got more reviews, favorites, and alerts than all my other stories combined. Guess that means you expect me to write a sequel, huh? ;-) I'll see what I can do 'bout that...
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