Author's Note: Okay, I just wanted to say thank you SO much for your continued support. Thank you to those of you who have sent me pms and such and being so understanding. You guys are beautiful, wonderful people and for that I give you this extra long chapter. Almost 4k. I'm so sorry it's taken me so long so hopefully this makes up for it. SPECIAL SHOUT OUT TO MY PET ROCK, CARO. (guardianrock) On tumblr and I'm pretty sure on here. She helped me a lot with this chapter and let me pick her brain. The next chapter will most likely be the last. But I have a new story idea so be on the look out for that. Also, if you're on tumblr, I have a lot of little oneshots on there. (dontgetmade dot tumblr dot com/tagged/quickshots) Okay, I think that's it. It's 6 in the morning and I've haven't been to sleep. I wanted to finish this. Uhm, I didn't really proof-read so any mistakes are my own. I don't think the last chapter will take so long to get out.
Disclaimer: I own no one except Reese and Vega and Ladybug
NOTE: There is sex in this chapter, and it's explicit. Just warning ya.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Maura was going to be upset with her. She was supposed to have met her almost 30 minutes ago at the ME's house for dinner. They had agreed before she left the precinct, Jane saying she just had another suspect to question and she'd be there as soon as she could. She hadn't been expecting to get such a breakthrough, though.
The suspect had squealed on his friend and in her haste to catch the bastard, Jane had completely forgotten to text or even call Maura. Now, she and Frost were chasing after the man who had supposedly murdered their victims. They had chased him out of a dingy apartment building where he had climbed out of his window onto the fire escape.
"You follow him down, I'm gonna take the stairs!" Jane said quickly as she turned on her heel and ran out the apartment door, barely registering the determined nod from Frost.
The sound of her boots slapping against the stairs as she skipped three at a time reverberated through her mind before she finally hit the ground floor on a run. She slammed into the door, pushing it open just in time to catch the retreating form of Frost as he raced after their perp. "Shit," Jane cursed as she turned down an ally way, hoping to cut him off.
She ran hard and rounded a corner, catching Frost reaching for his gun and their perp about to throw a knife at him. She yelled a "Stop!" and without hesitation, ran and took a flying leap at him before he even had a chance to react.
Both Jane and their perp went tumbling to the ground, the perp letting out a grunt as he landed on his back, knocking the breath out of him. Jane let out a gasp and a strangled slew of curse words, face scrunching up in pain.
Frost ran up to her side, panting and eyes wide. "You okay, partner?" He asked, getting out his handcuffs.
Swallowing hard, Jane lifted herself up slightly, just enough to look down and back up at Frost, face creasing in pain. "F-Fine…Just a flesh wound…" Jane ground out as she glanced down at the knife wound on her thigh.
Frost winced a little at the sight of her cut up pants and the gash beneath them before looking down at their perp who was lying face up beneath Jane. She had his arms easily pinned with one hand while the other held him down by his chest.
The perp wriggled beneath Jane in an attempt to get out from under her. "Ay, get her off! I ain't did nothin'!" He grunted, attempting to reach for his knife which had landed off to Jane's right side after leaving a decent gash in her thigh
"You have the right to remain silent," Jane growled, pulling her free arm back and making a fist which became well acquainted with their perps face. "So shut the hell up." She shook out her hand once as Frost moved the knife away with his foot and knelt down with his cuffs. Jane scrambled off of him once the man was cuffed and Frost properly read off his Miranda rights.
"Ay, she punched me, that ain't right!"
Frost smirked lightly at the blood pouring from the perp's nose and shrugged, looking nonchalant. "Looked like self-defense to me." He winked over at Jane and grinned as she shoved their guy toward their unmarked car.
Jane smiled back before following them slowly, limp prominent.
When Frost had their guy locked in the back he leaned against the car. "Wanna call the Doc to co—" Jane cut him off with a shake of her head, coming to lean against the car as well.
"No. Don't call her. She'll be pissed and worried for no reason. Just…call Frankie, let him take this guy in and you drop me off at the hospital." She said, trying to mask the pain she felt.
Frost rolled his eyes and shook his head but he wasn't about to question her.
Maura paced the kitchen staring at her cell phone which sat on the counter. Ladybug and Jo Friday sat side by side, watching the ME, their heads moving back and forth as if they were watching a tennis match.
It was highly unusual for Maura to pace but she felt uneasy and Jane being late for dinner only intensified the feeling. Sighing, Maura stopped her pacing and leaned against the counter, silently willing her phone to ring and as if on cue it did. She quickly picked up the phone without looking at the caller I.D, heart rate picking up. "Jane?"
There was a nervous throat clearing on the other end. "Uh…No, it's Frost I-"
"Barry? Why are you calling me? Where is Jane? She was supposed to be here an hour ago," Maura rambled frantically. There was a silence on the other end and for a moment, Maura thought the call had dropped. "Frost?"
"We got a big lead and in our haste, Jane forgot to call you and-"
"Why isn't she calling me now?" Maura prompted, cutting Frost off again. Something else so unlike Maura but she needed to know, she needed to know the answer that she was dreading.
Frost seemed to hesitate before he spoke. "Well, she's in the hospital but-"
Anything else that Frost said was garbled; all Maura had heard was that Jane was in the hospital.
"Maura, are you still there?" Frost's voice finally rang a little clearer.
Maura shook her head and swallowed thickly. "Y-yes. I—I'll be there as soon as I can." She said, hanging up before Frost could say anything else.
When Maura arrived at the hospital, she rushed up to the ER desk. "Jane Rizzoli? She was—"
"Maura?" At the sound of her name, she turned around to see Dr. Abigail Reese.
"Abi!" Maura rushed over to her and hugged her tightly. "Jane was brought in here and I—I'm not sure what for, I'm afraid." She said guiltily.
Abigail smiled lightly. "She's fine, Maura. Stitched her up myself."
Maura didn't look any less worried. "Stitched? How many stitches? What happened?" Questions were flowing out of her like a waterfall.
Before Abigail could answer, Frost appeared from a room down the hall. "Doctor Isles, Jane is down here." He said nodding to a room.
Maura nodded before turning to look at Abigail who smiled sweetly. "I'll be down there in a few moments." She said, patting Maura's back and watching as she walked down the hall toward Frost.
Frost placed a light hand at the top of Maura's back to lead her inside Jane's room.
Jane was sitting on the edge of her bed, legs dangling and feet bare but all Maura could see was the dried blood on Jane's hands and the large hole that had been cut in Jane's pants revealing a bandage there. "Jane!" Maura finally said, rushing over to the brunette.
Jane snapped her head up, eyes wide. "M-Maur, what're you doing here?" She asked hesitantly.
Frost seemed to look everywhere but in Jane's direction as he leaned against the wall.
As soon as Maura finished looking her girlfriend over, she met Jane's eyes. "Frost called and-"
Jane looked around Maura at Frost, glaring. "You called her?!" She growled, anger taking over her features.
Maura moved back into Jane's field of vision and all her worry was replaced with her own anger. "Of course he called me! You weren't going to?" She demanded, hands going to her hips.
Looking back at Maura, Jane swallowed thickly. "No—I mean yes, I was I just…I didn't want you to worry and it was no big deal." Jane explained lamely.
Frost cleared his throat. "I'll uhh…just be going now." He mumbled, attempting to slip out the door.
"WE'RE NOT THROUGH HERE, FROST!" Jane called after him, shooting glares his way but then sobering up as Maura narrowed her eyes at her.
Jane sighed softly and gently grabbed Maura's hands, internally congratulating herself when the ME didn't pull away. "Look, I'm sorry. I just didn't want you to worry about something so little. I was gonna call you after they discharged me." She mustered up her best puppy dog look, thumbs brushing gently over Maura's knuckles.
Rolling her eyes, Maura deflated and took her hands out of Jane's to cup the detective's face. "It's alright, Jane. I'm just glad you're okay." She leaned in and pressed a soft kiss on her lover's lips, grinning as Jane wrapped her arms around Maura's waist.
They would have stayed like that longer had it not been for the little squeal that came from behind them. The two broke apart and turned to see Dr. Reese grinning like a fool, her clipboard to her chest looking as if she might burst.
Jane rolled her eyes but looked away, trying to hide the blush that was creeping up her neck.
"Abi, are you okay?" Maura asked, not at all embarrassed about being caught kissing Jane.
Abigail let out a deep breath and nodded, a large grin plastered across her face. "It's just…so good to see you two have finally sorted things out. I mean I know Olivia told me you had finally started dating but just I—" She flushed, realizing she was rambling. Clearing her throat, Abigail looked down at her chart. "Uhm, let's just get you discharged, Jane. Shall we?" She mumbled, mentally face palming herself.
Maura was undeterred though. "What do you mean?" She asked the young doctor.
Abigail looked up from her clipboard, still blushing hard, harder than Jane had been. "I mean… It was completely obvious how you guys felt for each other and it just makes me very happy to see that—that you guys have realized how uhm…how good for each other you are." She stammered, looking back at her clipboard and writing something down.
"Oh…" It was all Maura could think to say.
The room filled with an awkward silence as Abigail finished looking over the paperwork and then handed it over to Jane to look over and sign. Jane took the clipboard, smiling uncomfortably. "So…you and detective Vega talk?" She asked, trying to make conversation.
Abigail suddenly looked flustered again and began to fidget with her hands. "Oh, well…She and I have…sort of been seeing each other." She said nervously.
Both Jane and Maura looked up in surprise, Jane handing back the clipboard with a dumbfound expression on her face.
Maura was the first to recover, smiling brightly. "That's wonderful! Congratulations!" She said, with a little clap.
"Yeah, congrats." Jane said with a nod and a small smile.
Abi grinned shyly. "Thank you. For the congratulations and for introducing us." She said before looking over the clipboard one more time. "Well, everything looks good. The knife didn't go in too deep so you didn't need too many stitches. Just be sure to keep it clean and don't tear them. Come back in 3 weeks to have them removed."
Jane nodded. "Thanks, Abi. Guess we'll be seeing you, then." She said as she stood slowly, Maura automatically wrapping an arm around her.
"Yup. I—we'll call you. The nurse is waiting outside the door with the wheelchair." Abigail hugged both of her friends before exiting the room.
Later on after both women had showered and had dinner they cuddled up in bed; Maura with her head on Jane's chest and an arm thrown protectively over Jane's abdomen. It was quiet, and Jane was relaxed, tracing shapes into Maura's back. Her eyes were closed and she was slowly dosing off until Maura spoke quietly. "Jane?"
"Hmm?" Jane mumbled, eyes still closed.
Maura tightened her hold on Jane and sighed. "I was really scared earlier, that you were badly hurt." She whispered, biting her lip.
Jane's eyes opened and she immediately moved so that she was hovering over Maura, brown eyes meeting teary hazel ones. "I'm sorry. I'm fine, Maur and no matter what I will always come back to you." She said softly, leaning down to press a light kiss to the honey blonde's lips.
Maura sighed softly when Jane pulled back. "You don't know that."
"I do. I'm more careful now because I know I have you to come home to. You and Jo Friday, and Ladybug and Bass, and Watson." She grinned down at Maura and kissed her again.
Smiling into the kiss, Maura tangled her fingers in unruly dark locks. "You promise?" She asked breathlessly when they pulled back.
They both knew that Jane couldn't possibly know she could keep that promise but she would do her damndest to try. "I promise, sweetheart." Jane finally said quietly. She was about to lay back beside Maura when the ME stopped her.
"Jane," Her voice was quiet, shy. "Make love to me." It had been almost two months since her assault and Jane had been very loving and attentive to her and never pushed her, always let her lead things but Maura had never taken things farther than kissing but she was filled with a visceral need to feel Jane; feel her hovering over her, inside of her, all around her.
Jane was frozen for a moment before visibly swallowing. "Maura, are you—"
"Please, Jane. I'm sure. I want this, I want you." Maura said, cutting her off.
Letting out a shaky breath, Jane smiled softly down at Maura. "Okay. Okay, but if you want me to stop, if it's too much, you tell me, okay?" She waited for Maura's soft nod before she leaned down and kissed Maura slowly and deeply.
Jane was nervous. Nervous that she'd hurt Maura and nervous because it was their first time; but there was nothing that she wanted more than to be with Maura like this, to be able to see Maura the way she was about to, to love her like this.
Slowly, Jane slipped a knee in between Maura's legs and allowed a hand to travel up her silky nightgown. Maura was soft and Jane knew that she was going to take her time, let her hands explore Maura's body like Jane was blind and reading her skin like braille. She wanted to commit everything to memory.
Maura's heart was pounding hard, but not because she was frightened, but because Jane was touching her, that this was finally happening. She shivered as a scarred hand explored her body, stopping to caress the skin there almost reverently.
They kissed slowly, languidly. There was no fighting for dominance, no rush, just tongues brushing up against each other and soft lip nibbles. Jane pulled back and sat up, her hands moving to the ends of Maura's nightgown. She waited for Maura's unusually dark eyes to meet hers, her own sending a silent question that Maura nodded her assent to.
Maura sat up as Jane began to pull the nightgown up and over the honey blonde's head. There was no bra to remove and as Maura lay back down, almost naked, Jane's breath caught in her throat. For a moment, Maura was nervous and insecure, but Jane's eyes were filled with love and awe and…want. "God, you are so beautiful." Jane finally said, voice deep.
A small smile curved Maura's lips. "Thank you, Jane." She whispered, tugging at Jane's BPD t-shirt. Jane complied and pulled the t-shirt up and over her head. No bra. Maura's hands automatically moved to Jane's abs, traveling slowly up until they cupped Jane's breasts.
Jane sucked in a breath and leaned down to press her lips to Maura's neck, trailing them down slowly toward Maura's chest, kissing the spot where her heart was. Jane then continued further down, taking an already pert nipple into her mouth and sucking softly, one hand moving to massage the other one.
Maura shivered beneath her, her hands moving to Jane's back and gently dragging her nails down smooth skin, leaving a trail of goose bumps in their wake. Jane switched breasts, but her hand started to travel down a yoga toned stomach until it reached the waistband of Maura's panties. Her fingers slipped in just a little and paused there, waiting.
Maura took a shuddering breath and cupped Jane's face, bringing it up to her own. "Jane, please." She whispered before kissing the brunette deeply.
That was all Jane needed to hear. She slipped her fingers in the rest of the way to see that Maura was warm and wet, and wanting. She couldn't help the moan that slipped out of her as she gently slipped two fingers inside Maura and began a slow steady pace.
Maura let out a quiet moan and bit her lip. She could feel Jane's eyes on her, nervous. "I'm fine, baby." She said breathlessly, legs spreading a little wider.
When she was sure Maura was okay, Jane started to trail hot, wet kisses slowly down Maura's body. When she reached Maura's stomach, she could feel the muscles ripple beneath her lips. She continued her assent until Maura's panties blocked her way again. She stopped her slow thrusts to pull the only piece of clothing left on Maura's body, off.
Maura was completely naked now and Jane took a moment to look at her, take in the beauty. Maura met her dark eyes and bit her lip. Slowly, Jane began to kiss her way up Maura's inner thighs, paying special attention to the very small and few bruises that were still fading before she reached Maura's center.
Another moan slipped past her lips at the taste of Maura. Jane allowed her tongue to delve deep inside before it slipped back out and over her Maura's clit, causing the ME to moan. "Jane…" She breathed out. It was a plea for more.
Jane complied and slipped her fingers slowly back inside Maura and began her gentle thrusts, tongue twirling slowly around Maura's clit.
The noises that came from Maura encouraged Jane to pick up her pace. Maura found herself reaching for something to ground herself, one hand moving to tangle in Jane's hair while the other gripped the sheets. She could feel the burning heat inside her, so close. She was so close. "J-Jane, please, need you up—up here." Maura panted, tugging lightly on Jane's hair.
Jane continued her thrusts but moved her body up Maura's, kissing every inch of skin she could reach on the way. Maura was writhing beneath her, her walls tightening around Jane's fingers. Kissing Maura's neck, Jane whispered in her lover's ear. "Let go, baby. I've got you, I'm here." She curled her fingers and brushed her palm against Maura's clit, sending her over the edge.
Maura's hands shot out and wrapped around Jane, nails digging into the detective's back as she shuddered beneath her and moaned Jane's name.
Jane slowed her thrusts as Maura came down from her high before she stopped completely and pulled out. Maura's chest heaved as she continued to shudder as a wave of aftershock hit her. Jane had never seen or heard anything more beautiful than what she had just witnessed.
Slowly, Jane moved to lie beside Maura, pulling her close. Maura turned and curled up into Jane's side, kissing her jaw softly. "I love you, Jane." She whispered.
Jane smiled and held Maura tighter. "I love you too, Maura."
It wasn't long before they fell asleep, wrapped up in each other.