Who has a free Saturday and would love to write another chapter for you? Me! Ok sorry I'm a little hyped up on pain meds and I'm bored. But here's another chapter. Please R&R and follow, thank you all. I appreciate the criticism and the positive feedback. It really helps. Enjoy! I'll try to get another chapter up later on tonight.

It was completely silent in the master bedroom save for the steady rhythmic breathing of the doctor and Jane lay still staring at the ceiling wall. 3 am and I still haven't went to sleep. I was the one who wanted to go to bed in the first place and Maur didn't, but here she is completely out of it. She thought to herself, shoulders shaking lightly as she laughed silently. Maybe I should try that meditating crap Maur always tries to get me to do. I've seen her fall asleep just about anywhere and in every position when she meditates.

Just after almost 10 minutes of closing her eyes and creating a hypnotic breathing pattern the detective nods out only to be awoken four hours later by her friend's nature alarm clock. The sounds of a gentle ocean and tropical birds fill the room waking the women from the slumber. Two pairs of eyes open, one pair of bright and soft hazel and green eyes open ready to take on whatever the world has to throw at them or whatever the criminals of Boston have done today. And the other pair red, crusted, with dark circles around sleep deprived brown eyes.

The day had just began and Jane was already complaining and making noises only she could make. "Uhhhgnn. Damn those chirping birds."

"Jane do you always wake up this grumpy?" A smirk playing on the blonde's face. She threw her legs over the side of the bed, standing up and stretching up onto her tippy toes, and padded over to the bathroom.

"Yes I am. And you should already know I do. How many times have we slept together?"

"639 times in the past 5 years. I know you're a big grump. Mornings aren't your mug of tea." Maura announced from the sink, he voice muffled through the rag she was using to wash her face. Jane waited for Maura to turn off the water and step back into the room to respond, "Cup of tea, Maura, and you kept count!?" A dubious look on Jane's face.

"Well, not intentionally but I do remember the exact number. The first time was the Hoyt encounter and every time after that you just couldn't stay away." She playfully winked at her best friend and turned to gather two towels and her and Jane's outfits from the dresser she had set there last night to be prepared. She knew the detective too well and she knew she'd waste time and procrastinate in getting ready. "Rags are already in the bathroom for us."

Laughing, she reached out and caught the towel and outfit Maura tossed to her, "don't ever tell anyone I'm going to say this but you're kind of right. And you're bed is much softer than mine. I'm pretty much using you for these heavenly made silk sheets and that glorious rain forest and neon light shower you have in there."

Maura turned and looked at the shower and scoffed with mirth, "Just for that you cant use the rain forest shower and you leave my sheets out of this." Her eyes went big when she seen Jane lunge off the bed and run towards the main shower. "Oh don't you dare Jane, you take your butt into the guest bathroom!" They both were laughing and fighting to get to the shower. Both of them trying to get through the door at the same time and unsuccessfully falling to the ground. Jane being as witty as she was began to crawl towards the shower when she felt a hand on her ankle begin to pull her back away from the shower.

"Stop it Maur, I'm using this bathroom! Let me go before I arrest you for assaulting an officer!" Threatened the homicide detective.

"You're not in duty Jane. So therefore I can do what I want. Now...let...go...of the...tub!" Maura retorted. A smile on both of their faces. Just as she was about to throw a leg over the side of the tub a 116 pound blonde jumped on her back and rolled them both out of the bathroom door.

"Look what you done Maura, now we're both gonna be late why don't you just let me...get...in ...the shower first...and...you can...go second!?" Jane struggled to say as she was wrestling with the doctor.

"No way. My shower means I go first."

"Didnt your mom ever tell you that the guest comes first!"

"Yes but...you are not a guest, you stopped...being a guest...after only two months of knowing me. I've never met guests...who eat as...much food as you do...from someone else's...refrigerator in my life!"

Climbing to her knees, Jane reaches over into the dresser next to the bed and grabs her hand cuffs. Rolling Maura onto her stomach she cuffs her hands behind her back in one swift movement. "There! You look better like this."

With a look of defeat on her face, Maura begins to laugh trying to use her most threading voice she can muster and yells, "Uncuff me now Jane! This isn't funny. I need to take a shower!"

"Well you could've been in there by now if you wouldn't have tried to stop me from getting in there in the first place. I'm telling Cavanaugh that its your fault we're late too." She laughs and starts to trudge to the bathroom with a hint of victory in every step.

"Could you at least put me on the bed!?" The blonde calls after her. The raven haired woman sits down her towel and clothes and walks back over to Maura, bends down, scoops her up and sets her down on the bed. "Could you turn me over so I don't suffocate, Jane?" Her voice laced with sarcasm and exaggeration.

"As you wish Madame."

Jane crawled on top of Maura's backside, uncuffed her hands, and rolled her over. Taking both of her hands in her hand she begins to cuff them to the bed when two strong, yoga toned legs wrap around her waist and flip their positions. With a look of disbelief, she watches as Maura fastens the cuffs on her wrists around the headboard post then get up and head for the bathroom.

"What the hell just happened." She groused to herself as she watched Maura smile and close the bathroom door.

AN: Next chapter will be a little more drama.