A/N Finally what you've all been waiting for... at the end anyway ;) Also I noticed all my formatting as not been shown up. I do put in breaks to show where one 'scene' is beginning and the next ending but unfortunately that is not showing up. I will make sure they show up in future chapters/stories. And thanks for any and all reviews! They are encouraging!

Jane popped open the cap on her fifth beer and flopped back down onto the couch. An old Red Sox game was playing in the background and as she watched she couldn't help but think of Maura.

"Great! I can't even enjoy my favourite sport now without connecting it to her! Just fucking great!" she complained aloud and drained off the bottle.

Sighing she lay back on the couch and stared at the ceiling. She didn't know what to do and was getting sick and tired of feeling this way. She felt like she needed a new start. She hadn't wanted to lose Maura but it had already happened. They hadn't spent any time alone together since they had that drink and it had been such a disaster she knew they never would again and now Maura was out with Agent Dean. Looking at the clock she saw it was 1am and grimaced as she tried not to think about what the two might be doing now, but she couldn't help but think about it and it drove her crazy! She really thought her head might explode from the images going through her mind that caused her to feel so angry and jealous. She hated feeling this way. If she couldn't have Maura she didn't want to love her anymore or think about her or care one way or another what she was doing with whom, but it just wasn't that simple. Seeing her almost every day and not being able to even be friends anymore was driving her mad. The entire situation was turning her into someone she didn't like and for the first time in her life she thought about leaving Boston.

She knew her family would freak, especially her mom, but if she moved she could get away from everything and start over. Maybe she could transfer to New York. It wouldn't be too far away from her family, she could still see them quite often, but she wouldn't have to see Maura ever again. She'd never have to be reminded of what she lost. The idea of leaving made her feel relieved and sad at the same time. She'd miss Frost and Korsak like crazy and of course she'd miss her family, but maybe after a year or so she could come back. Once she was over Maura and had her head on straight again. A transfer to New York didn't mean she had to stay there forever.

She sighed as she rolled the idea around in her head. The more she thought about it the more she thought it was a good idea. Maybe she'd feel differently tomorrow but she doubted it. Her only fear was how she would explain her decision to everyone, especially her family. They'd want a damn good reason why she was leaving and she didn't know if she could be honest with them. She wasn't concerned about what they'd say about her loving another woman, she knew her family would love her regardless of who she loved, but she was concerned they would try to meddle. Try to get her to talk to Maura or worse yet confront Maura about the situation. She desperately didn't want either scenario. She'd just have to deal with it somehow. First she needed to contact her friend in the NYPD and talk to Cavanaugh about getting a transfer.

The elevator doors were just about to shut as Jane turned around the corner and she sprinted to hold them open and step inside; she wished she hadn't. Maura was standing there, looking painfully beautiful as usual dressed in some designer outfit that was fitted for her perfectly, showing off every curve. Jane never could tell one designer from another, she just didn't care. Clothes were clothes to her and if she had to pay more than ten bucks for a t-shirt she was pissed off. The M.E. certainly wore her expensive clothes well though. Today she was in beige pants with a cream coloured blouse, and low matching heels. Her hair fell down around her shoulders and all Jane wanted to do was take Maura in her arms and bury her face in the soft honey brown hair.

"Hey." Jane said, her voice low. She pressed the button for her floor as the elevator doors shut.

"Hi," Maura responded softly.

"Did you have a nice time last night with Agent Dean?" Jane asked, her tone sarcastic and spiteful. She wanted to take back the question as soon as she asked it, but she couldn't help herself around this woman. One second she was feeling sadness and loss, the next anger would surge forward and make her lash out.

For a moment Maura looked hurt, but then her back stiffened and her eyes grew hard. "We had a wonderful time. Dean's a lovely man, very tender and attentive."

Jane's hands curled into fists at the implication and she came very close to hitting the wall. She really couldn't take this anymore! The elevator dinged, signalling the arrival at the morgue and the doors parted.

"I hope you two are very fucking happy together!" Jane shouted at Maura as the M.E. stepped out of the elevator and the doors closed. Once they had Jane did punch the wall, twice.

Maura closed her eyes and reached out to steady herself against the wall as the elevator doors closed and Jane's angry words rang in her ears. The brunette's voice had been hoarse with anger and pain. "Damn it." Maura cursed softly as she felt her eyes burn and a tear leak down her cheek. In frustration she wiped it away and strode angrily to her office.

When will this ever end? Am I always going to feel torn in two whenever I see her? Are we always going to fight now? I can't stand this! I love her so much, yet every time I see her it hurts! I don't know how to handle this! What am I supposed to do?

"Doctor Isles," one of her assistants called from the doorway of her office, "if it's not too much trouble I need you to look over these findings, something doesn't seem right to me."

Work. Now that she could do. "I'll be right there," she told him. Once he was gone she checked her face in a mirror to make sure there were no visible signs of her tears. When she was confident she looked as well as could be expected she walked out into her morgue. The one place she could count on always being in control.

Jane didn't bother going to her desk before she knocked on the Lieutenant's door and cracked it open. "You got a minute, Cavanaugh? I need to talk to you about something."

"Sure, Rizzoli, pull up a chair," he answered, looking up from his computer screen and swivelling his chair around to face her.

Jane hesitated, feeling too antsy to sit, but did so anyway. "I called a friend this morning over at NYPD. She told me about a special training program they're under-taking for interested Detectives."

"I'm familiar with the program. I believe it's actually being taught by the F.B.I., but it is currently being held in New York City in conjunction with the NYPD. An introductory course on criminal profiling and under cover tactics."

"Yeah, that's the one," Jane confirmed.

"What about it?" Cavanaugh asked.

"I'm interested," Jane stated simply, trying not to touch the scars on her hands, a habit she now had whenever she was nervous, anxious or stressed.

Cavanaugh raised his eyebrows in surprise. "May I ask why?"

"Why shouldn't I be?" Jane asked defensively.

"You've never shown an interest in profiling or under-cover work in the past."

"Things change."

She waited as Cavanaugh thought about it, fighting the urge to stand up and pace.

"Ok, Rizzoli, if it's really what you want I won't stop you. You're a damn good cop and I don't think it would be right to hold you back from any further training you want to take on, even if it's going to be a pain in my ass to replace you." Cavanaugh joked with a smile.

Jane smiled back, not sure if she was pleased at the idea of her position being filled in by someone else but of course that had to happen. "I don't want to rule out the idea coming back."

"You're welcome back anytime, but you should know a lot of time once the training is over, if the Feds are impressed with you, they'll want to recruit you. Happens a lot in programs like these."

"I don't have any interest in becoming an Agent."

"Like I said then, you can come back anytime."

Jane nodded her appreciation.

"I'll start the transfer papers today. Generally it takes about a week for them to look them over and approve you for the training, but I don't think they'll have any problem with taking you."

"Thanks." Jane said standing up to leave.

"Hey," Cavanaugh said, "when are you going to tell Frost and Korsak? I don't think they'll take it very well."

Jane sighed, "I know. I'm going to take them out to the Dirty Robber tonight and let them know."

"Good luck."

Jane nodded and left the office going to her desk.

"What was that about?" Korsak asked as she sat down.

"Later."

"Aw, come on Jane, what's going on?" Frost joined in.

"Later!" Jane snapped, her eyes clearly conveying they would get nothing by pursuing this line of questioning except her anger.

Both men held up their hand in surrender and went back to doing their work. Telling them wasn't going to be easy. They were like family to her… and that reminded her she still needed to come up with some way to tell her family…

Jane, Frost and Korsak arrived at the Dirty Robber and took their customary table. The work day had been slow and the two men were in good spirits. Jane ordered a round of beers for all of them and debated how to tell them.

"Hey Jane, why isn't Maura with us? She hasn't come out with us in some time." Frost commented innocently.

"She's busy," Jane lied.

"She's been busy a hell of a lot lately," Korsak commented, not buying Jane's excuse.

"She's out with Agent Dean." Jane said his name as if it were something vile.

The guys lowered their eyes looking at their drinks that had just arrived.

"Listen Jane, if you want to talk, we're here for you, you know?" Korsak said, his voice concerned and warm.

Jane sighed, "I know guys and I appreciate that, I really do, but I don't want to talk about her. There is something I need to talk to you both about though."

"Shoot." Frost said.

Jane decided that direct honesty was best and just spit it out. "I'm going to New York for a training course on criminal profiling and undercover work. I'll be gone about a year."

Frost froze, his beer half way to his mouth. Korsak's eyes bulged and Jane took a swig of her beer as if what she'd said was no big deal.

"You're doing what!" Korsak exclaimed.

"You can be serious." Frost said.

"I am. It's no big deal. I really want to do this guys and I'd appreciate your support."

"This is about Maura isn't it? I know something isn't right between you two and I can damn well guess what it is. You're leaving because of her, aren't you?" Korsak demanded, angry.

If looks could kill Korsak would have been dead from the look Jane was giving him. "Don't go there Vince, keep her out of this," her voice was low and dangerous, but it didn't put Korsak off.

"Just talk to her for god sake! Work it out! Running away isn't going to solve a damn thing!"

"Shut up, Korsak! Just shut the hell up about it alright!" Jane demanded, slamming her beer on the table causing other customers to turn and look at them. "Nothing to see here folks; turn around back to your drinks!" Jane yelled at them, pulling out her badge and flashing it. They all immediately did as she told them to.

"Jesus Jane! Look at yourself! You've been a wreck for weeks now! This isn't like you. None of this." Korsak told her, worry in his eyes.

"Don't you think I know that? Don't you think I know I've been acting like a complete bitch these last few weeks? That's why I need to go. I need to do this Korsak and I'd appreciate it if you'd support me in my decision. I'm not going to be gone forever, I'm coming back. I just need some time away." She admitted her voice lowering and her eyes pleading with him to understand.

"I hate to see you go, Jane, but if it's really what you want then I got your back," Frost told her, giving her a slap on the shoulder.

"Thanks, Frost, I appreciate it." She gave him a warm smile and then looked at Korsak.

"Damn it, Janie!" he exclaimed taking a deep breath he let out with a sigh. "You know I've got your back, I just don't want to see you do something you're going to regret."

She smiled at him, "Thank you, Korsak and I won't regret it. This is what I need right now."

"Damn, we're gonna miss you!" Korsak said looking away to hide the fact his eyes were getting a bit misty.

"We sure are." Frost agreed. "It isn't going to be the same without you around."

"Come on guys, stop it or you'll make me cry!" Jane smiled, slapping them both on the shoulder.

"What are you going to tell your mom and Frankie?" Korsak asked taking a drink of his beer.

"I have no idea," Jane sighed, running a hand through her dark hair.

"I wouldn't want to be within three city blocks when you tell your mom." Frost commented.

"Me either," Jane laughed.

"When do you leave?" Frost asked.

"Cavanaugh said it generally takes about a week for approval to come through. So I guess some time after that. I don't really know." Jane shrugged, popping a couple peanuts in her mouth.

They all sat silently for a while, eating peanuts, drinking beer and thinking about what Jane's departure would mean for them.

"Are you going to tell Maura?" Korsak asked a while later.

"No," Jane replied, looking down at her hands, studying the scars Hoyt had given her, trying to ignore the ache in them. "I don't want either of you to tell her either."

Both men shook their heads that they understood. She felt a bit guilty asking them that since they were Maura's friends as well, but she didn't want anyone telling the M.E. of her plans, though she wasn't sure why really. What difference would it make if Maura knew or not? She had no answer; she just knew she didn't want her to. How the hell she would convince her brother and mother not to tell she didn't know.

The three sat around for another hour, having another beer and talking about work and what sort of things Jane might be doing once she was in New York. They didn't bring up the subject of Maura again.

The next couple days passed quickly; Jane started packing up her apartment and looking into getting someone to sublease it while she was away. Her mom was staying in Maura's guesthouse and she thought maybe she'd ask her to stay here while she was away. She knew her ma would take care of the place and it would be a lot better than having a stranger stay there. Jane hadn't seen Maura at all, not even at work. She'd had no reason to go to the morgue and Maura had sent her assistants up with any reports that were requested. She knew Maura was probably still hurting from her comment about Dean two days ago but Jane couldn't bring herself to go down and apologize, especially when the stubborn part of her wasn't sorry.

"Hey Jane, want another coffee?" Frost asked as he made his way over to the machine.

"Nah, thanks anyway. I need to get going, having my ma and brother over for dinner tonight."

"Figured out what you're going to say to them?" Korsak asked from his desk.

"The truth," Jane responded gathering up some files and shoving them into drawers.

"Hope that's not where you're stashing your unfinished reports," Frost joked as he walked by and sat at his desk.

"Ha-ha," Jane replied with a role of her eyes and a slight smile.

"Rizzoli, can you come in here a minute?" Cavanaugh asked, coming out of his office.

"Yeah, sure," Jane replied standing up. Both Korsak and Frost watched her as she went.

Entering Cavanaugh's office she sat in front of the desk while he seated himself behind it.

"I got a call from Detective Williams today; he's second in charge for the training in New York. You're in. They want you to report there Wednesday morning. They've got you a flight booked for Tuesday night and an apartment set up for you. You'll be reporting to Special Agent Sanchez. Here's all the information you need for now," he explained, passing her a folder.

"Wow, that was fast." Jane commented with surprise as she took the folder. "I didn't think they'd want me there so soon."

"Is that a problem?"

She shook her head, "No, I was just under the impression the course didn't start for a couple weeks or more."

"It doesn't."

Jane quirked her eyebrow, "Then why do they want me there so soon?"

"They didn't say, just said to give you the envelope and it would explain."

"Huh, ok, guess I'll take a look then."

"Let me know if you need anything else, Rizzoli," Cavanaugh said as she was walking out of his office. She tossed him a smile and nodded, but was currently thinking how she was going to tell her Ma she had to leave in four days.

"Your mother's going to kill you!" Korsak said with a laugh as Jane filled him and Frost in on her meeting with Cavanaugh.

"Thanks, Korsak! That's helpful!" Jane replied but smiled.

"Woo-he! I wouldn't want to be anywhere near your place tonight!" Frost commented.

Jane rolled her eyes and let her head fall onto her desk with a thud. "This is gonna suck."

Fifteen minutes later as Jane made her way out to her car she heard the familiar sound of heels coming out of the parking garage door. She felt her stomach drop and tried to walk faster to her car hoping Maura wouldn't notice her.

"Jane!" the M.E. called.

"This day is just going from bad to worse," Jane mumbled to herself as she listened to the steps getting closer. Finally they stopped at what the detective guessed was only a few feet behind her.

"Jane," Maura said softly, laying her hand on Jane's arm.

The dark brunette flinched at the touch and whirled around, her eyes angry. "Don't touch me!"

Maura winced at Jane's harsh words, taking a couple steps back.

Jane's anger began to melt away when she noticed Maura's bottom lip tremble once before the M.E. bit it, looking on the verge of tears.

"Maura, please, don't cry. I hate when you cry," Jane pleaded, her voice low and coarse with emotion.

"I'm trying not to but my amygdala and lacrimal glands have a connection I find hard to control."

Jane tried not to think about the first time Maura had said that to her, memories of their good times were just too painful. She waited for a moment while the shorter woman composed herself.

"Why does it have to be like this now, Jane? We said we'd still be friends, but now all we do is hurt each other."

The pain in Maura's voice broke Jane's heart impossibly more. How could she explain that as much as she cared for her it was too painful to be near her? "Sometimes things just don't work out, Maur. I'm sorry, I wish I could rise above this, I wish I could stop lov-." She was cut off by the M.E.'s phone ringing.

The ringing jarred them both, sounding much louder than it actually was and Maura scrambled in her bag to stop it. Pressing the answer button she snapped, "I can't talk now, I'll call you back!" and threw it back in her bag.

But the moment was broken. Jane couldn't believe she almost told Maura she loved her. Instead now she wondered who had called her. "Who was that?" she asked, pretending that it didn't matter.

"Agent Dean," Maura answered truthfully and without thinking. Of course Jane had no idea what had happened between her and Dean and the detective's self-protection mode immediately kicked in.

"Of course it was," she said with a shake of her head which caused Maura to look at her in confusion, "have a nice night Doctor, I have to go."

"Wait, Jane, I wanted to-." She was cut off when Frost came out to the parking garage and yelled for the brunette to wait.

"What's wrong?" Jane asked, turning around to face the man.

"Nothing, you just forgot this is all," Frost explained, handing Jane the folder marked 'F.B.I. training.

"Oh, thanks," Jane replied, taking it from him. "See you tomorrow."

"Yeah, see ya," Frost replied, and started walking back the door.

"Ja-." Maura started again but was cut off by the detective shutting her car door and starting the engine. A second later she was driving out, trying not to look in her rear-view mirror at a distraught Maura. I'm doing the right thing. Once I leave we can all get back to normal.

Once she was out of sight Maura turned on Frost and shouted to him just as he was opening the door. "Frost, wait!"

"Sorry doc, in a hurry, gotta go!" Frost tried, not wanting to get caught in the middle of these two women.

"Barry! Stop right now!" Maura yelled, causing him to freeze and sigh in resignation. "What was that you gave Jane? Why did it have F.B.I. training written on it?"

"Listen doc, that's a question you're better off asking her."

"If you haven't noticed we're not exactly on the best of speaking terms at the moment so I'm asking you. I still care about her," she explained softly.

"Doc, I really can't."

"Please, Barry," Maura was ashamed of the way her voice cracked with emotion.

"Aw man!" Frost sighed shaking his head, "she's going to kill me."

Maura looked at him hopefully and he was done in. She looked so… tired, so unlike the Medical Examiner he knew. Maybe Rizzoli didn't want to see it but he could see the woman in front of him was in just as much pain as she was. It really made him wonder what the hell had happened between them, though he was pretty sure he knew anyway.

"She's enrolled in a training course with the F.B.I. doing criminal profiling and under-cover work. Covert operations, that kind of thing."

Maura's eyes widened at the news, immediately thinking of the dangers such work would place Jane in, but not understanding Jane so obviously wanting to keep it secret.

"Why is she hiding it?"

"I really shouldn't say doc, I've already said enough," Frost tried again.

"I'm sorry, Barry, I don't like putting you in this position, but I need to know, please."

Frost sighed again, "The training's in New York." At Maura's blank look he said, "She's moving to New York."

Maura felt her world fall away, her blood pressure dropped and her stomach plummeted as she stumbled backward.

"Whoa, doc," Frost said, at her side instantly, "you ok?"

"Y-yes, I'm fine," Maura replied, holding onto his arm while she regained her equilibrium. Taking a few deep breaths she asked, "When is she leaving?"

"Wednesday."

Maura said nothing, just stood there trying to figure out how it had all come to this and what she could do to stop Jane from going.

"Yeah, I think she got accepted quicker than she was expecting."

"Why is she doing this? Why is she going to New York? Is this something she's doing for the Boston P.D.?" Maura asked, but she knew it wasn't, she just had to make sure.

"Uh, no," Frost answered, looking uncomfortable. "She didn't really give any specific reasons. Just said she needed to do it."

Maura shook her head. "It's me isn't it? She's leaving because of me?"

Frost said nothing, just looked down, silently confirming Maura's fears.

"Where was Jane going just now?" Maura asked.

"I'm pretty sure she was heading to her apartment. She's having her mom and Frankie over later tonight to tell them."

Maura closed her eyes, if Jane was telling her mother she had every intention of going through with this. "Thank you Barry, I have to go," Maura told him, determination in her voice.

Getting into her car she started it up and headed for Jane's. This had all gone too far. Her inability to ask for what she wanted and her fear of moving to the next level because of something that had happened over ten years ago had ruined everything. She had doubted Jane even loved her after what the brunette had said to her in her office that day but tonight she was sure Jane had been about to say she loved her. If Jane did love her then they had a chance, it couldn't be over, she wouldn't let it be. If Jane was going to run to New York then Maura had every intention of letting her know exactly what she was leaving behind.

Joe Friday finished her business just as the first rain drops started to fall. The little dog led the way back up to the apartment as Jane trailed along behind. She couldn't stop thinking of the devastated look on Maura's face when she told her that sometimes things just didn't work out. It had felt like she'd closed the door on their friendship, on everything and really that's exactly what she'd done. She felt lost and alone and just wanted to curl up in her bed and never get up, but that was not her. She'd have dinner with her family tonight and then on Wednesday she'd go to New York and try to get over everything that had happened. She wasn't a quitter, never had been and never would be.

Cracking open a beer she sat down on her couch to watch some TV. She still had a couple hours before her Ma and Frankie would be over and she needed to relax. Five minutes later she flicked the TV back off in frustration when she found she couldn't concentrate on anything because all she could think about was Maura. Knowing she was hurting the M.E. was killing her but what could she do? Maura didn't want her in that way and at the moment being friends wasn't working out so what could she be expected to do to stop Maura's pain?

Throwing a pillow across the room in frustration and anger she got up to turn some soft music on. Turning from the stereo after she'd put on some soft rock she noticed the F.B.I. envelope and remembered she needed to look at what was in there to find out why they wanted her so quickly. Not that she really minded, it would get her out of here faster. She jumped in surprise when she heard a large bolt of thunder crash in the night sky. Walking to the window that overlooked the street she watched as the rain started to fall in sheets, F.B.I. temporarily forgotten. As the storm moved in she couldn't help but think how fitting the weather was for her mood.

She watched as a pair of headlights made their way through the downpour and pulled up outside her building. She squinted trying to see who it was; too early to be her family and then she recognized the car. It was Maura.

Maura pulled up outside Jane's apartment building and turned off the engine. Getting out of the car she was assaulted by pouring rain that began to drench her thoroughly. Just as she was about to climb the steps to Jane's building self-doubt seized her and stopped her in her tracks. Was she doing the right thing? Did Jane really love her? What if she were wrong? What if she went up there and made a complete fool of herself? No, Jane must love her or else why was this all so hard? Why couldn't they just be friends? But what if they tried and it didn't work out? She'd end up losing Jane anyway, would it be more painful then? Would it be less painful to just let her go now rather than risk losing her later when she'd know what loving her was like? What if she…

All thought in Maura Isles' head stopped when Jane opened the apartment building door and walked out into the rain and down the steps to stand in front of her. Maura watched as the rain soaked her; dripping off her nose and from the tips of her hair and fingers. Maura though she'd never looked more beautiful and she wanted to go to her, but then the detective spoke.

"Why are you here, Maura? Dean cancel?" Jane asked sarcastically, her eyebrow rising in a mocking way.

Maura tried not to shiver at the cold hardness in eyes that now looked as dark as charcoal. "I'm not seeing Dean anymore."

Jane's brows rose in surprise but she quickly overcame that and shot back, "Too bad. What'd you do? Diagnose him with some disease or something?"

The comment should have hurt Maura, she knew that's what Jane wanted but instead it only angered her. "You're so damn stubborn Jane Rizzoli!" The aforementioned woman's eyes widened with surprise at the expletive coming from the smaller woman's mouth. "I broke things off with Dean because I couldn't even kiss him without it feeling all wrong! All I could imagine was that it was you I wanted kissing!" Jane couldn't completely hide the shock that statement caused her. "That day in my office I wanted to explain to you why I was so afraid, why I pulled back from you at the harbour, but before I could you told me it was a mistake… I thought I was wrong, that you didn't care for me like I care for you, so I tried to let it go. That's why I went out with Dean, to try to move on like I thought you wanted! But I couldn't! It's you I want to hold me, you I want to kiss me, you I want to call when I'm lonely or just need someone. It's all you Jane!" Maura took a breath, no longer aware of the rain that was now falling even harder. She began again, her voice soft and full of regret. "It's always been you. I've done everything wrong from the moment I stopped kissing you that night and now I find it's too late. You're running away, you're moving to New York to get away from me when all I want you to do is hold me in your arms and tell me you forgive me and that you love me like I love you."

Hazel eyes bore into ones the colour of the night sky, pleading with Jane to accept the truth of her words, begging her to understand how sorry she was and how much she loved her. One of the most wonderful things Maura had ever seen happened then. Jane's walls came down, the light came back to her eyes and her face lit up with the most beautiful smile Maura ever saw in her life.

Maura's fear vanished and she bridged the distance between them with two steps. Wrapping her arms around Jane's neck she pressed their lips together and moaned softly at the feeling of coming home. The detective's arms wrapped around her, hands sliding up her back and pressing their bodies together as long arms held her tightly. Jane's tongue licked slowly across her bottom lip before slipping inside and tangling with her own. Maura groaned and Jane tightened her grip as the smaller woman's knees grew weak. The honey brunette had never tasted anything as exquisite as she tasted now; Jane mixed with the rain that still fell unnoticed onto them.

Minutes later Jane pulled away from the kiss.

"What's wrong?" Maura asked, paranoid Jane was changing her mind, but her fears were quelled when Jane smiled at her.

"Nothing," she answered, her left hand tenderly caressing Maura's cheek before slipping down to take her hand. "I felt you shiver and although we haven't taken much notice it's pouring out here! Let's get the hell inside out of this shit!"

Maura giggled, not really knowing why as Jane led her inside. She assumed it must be due to the massive endorphin rush she was currently experiencing.

Climbing the stairs together to Jane's apartment neither woman said a word. Once they were inside Jane whirled on Maura and pinned her to the door, kissing her intensely. Maura groaned at the passionate display and sagged in Jane's arms. Jane's kisses moved to her neck and Maura leaned her head to give better access.

"You taste so good, Maur," Jane mumbled between kisses.

Jane's hands caressed through Maura's wet hair, down her back to her butt where she used both hands to grab firmly and pull the petite woman against her causing Maura to wrap her legs around Jane's lean waist. Jane pushed against her, rubbing softly and she groaned in pleasure. The brunette's lips travelled to her jaw bone where they kissed briefly, then down her neck to her collarbone where she licked and bit softly. When Jane found a particularly sensitive spot between her shoulder and neck Maura slipped her hands under Jane's shirt and raked her nails down her back causing Jane to moan appreciatively and start sucking harder. All too soon for Maura's liking Jane was pulling away and looking into her eyes but still holding her in position.

"You should know I love you Maura. I have for a long time. If you can't handle that, or you don't want that, tell me now because I can't survive having you for only a night just to lose you in the morning. I know what you said downstairs, but I need to be sure." Jane confessed, her voice hoarse with desire and quivering with emotion.

Maura felt her eyes began to tear up at Jane's heart felt words. "I love you Jane and I'm not going anywhere. I'm yours, I always was." She stopped for a moment, watching as the relief visibly swept through Jane. "I'm sorry, Jane, I'm so sorry. I need to explain so much and I-."

"Shhh," Jane whispered, placing her finger over Maura's lips. "You can tell me later. All I need to know right now is what you've already told me. We can talk about the rest later." Jane reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone quickly dialling a number. Maura tilted her head to the side and looked at her with curiosity but said nothing. "Ma, it's me. I need to reschedule dinner to tomorrow night. Something's come up." Pause. "Aw, come on Ma! You know I want to see you and Frankie! I just have something I need to do tonight, give me a break!" Pause. "Ok, ok, deal. I'll see you tomorrow then, love you too." Jane disconnected the call and threw the phone on the couch. Maura tightened her grip around Jane's waist when the detective turned around and started walking to the bedroom.

A/N: Hope you all enjoyed that! Can anyone guess what is coming next, or shall I just leave it there ;)