Chapter 16: Wish Granted
The next morning Jane got up before Maura and went downstairs to make her girlfriend a cup of tea to wake her up. Because everyone had gotten to be so late, most of the house was still asleep except for Angela.
"Hey Ma," Jane said, opening the fridge for some juice.
"Good morning Sweetie. How are you doing today? Did you sleep okay?"
"Yeah, slept okay. Maura's still asleep, but I thought I'd make her some tea and take it up to her. Is Pops still asleep or did he go to work today?" Angela shook her head.
"No, he's still asleep, but I'll probably get him up in the next few minutes. I know he wanted to head to the hospital as soon as everyone was up. Knowing your brothers, that may be awhile, so if the four of us are up, we may just go and then come back for them later and return for second visit this afternoon."
Jane nodded, knowing how cranky her brothers could be if they didn't get enough sleep.
Angela continued. "I'm going to make some breakfast for us before we head out. Waffles sound good?"
"Waffles sound great, Ma. Thank you," she said, and gave her mother a quick hug before beginning the preparations for Maura's tea.
"Great. They should be ready in about forty-five minutes. That should give you girls enough time to shower and be ready. We'll head to the hospital after that."
Finished preparing Maura's tea, Jane went upstairs with her glass of apple juice and the steaming mug to share the game plan for the morning.
Maura was already awake when Jane returned and brightened when she saw the steaming mug. She eagerly held out her hands to take it. Jane relayed the news and then excused herself to take a shower and get ready.
Mrs. Rizzoli was just finishing setting the table when the girls arrived downstairs.
"This looks wonderful, Mrs. Rizzoli," Maura acknowledged politely. Angela smiled. Pop was already at the table reading the morning paper.
"Girls, we wanted to talk to you," Angela started, looking over at Frank for reassurance. He quietly folded his paper and nodded solemnly.
"Maura, you showed incredible bravery yesterday saving Artie. You were calm and took charge of a very scary situation. People twice your age couldn't have acted more professionally," Angela stated matter-of-factly. Maura looked down at her clasped hands, feeling the blush creep up her neck and color her cheeks. She didn't know what to do with herself when receiving all of this praise. "You're clearly a bright, intelligent girl, but being able to save someone's life like that . . . that's beyond impressive."
Mr. Rizzoli cleared his throat. "Maura, you saved my brother's life. I can't ever repay you for that. Thanks will never be enough," he said gruffly. Though Maura was still plagued by her own doubts as to how much she truly contributed, she kept her thoughts to herself.
He continued. "You asked Jane to go to Paris with you awhile ago." At this, she looked up and glanced quickly at Jane. Her face mirrored Maura's surprised expression with the sudden change in topic. "If you still want her to go, you two have our permission."
"Really Pop? Ma?" Jane asked, looking at them both disbelievingly. Pop nodded again, his hands clasped, elbows resting on the table.
"We think that if Maura can handle such a critical situation with such ease, she can probably handle anything else that you girls might get into in Paris. BUT," he emphasized, "we are trusting you both to behave. Jane, we believe we've raised a good, responsible girl. Don't do anything that you think your mother or I wouldn't approve of. This is a big deal. If it was one of your goofball brothers, I'm not sure we'd be making the same decision, but you've always been the responsible one." He paused before continuing. "In another year you may be going off to college." At this statement, he could see that Angela wanted to say something, but he sent her a look that made her close her mouth again. "We think it's a great chance for you to see a little bit more of the world with someone who can really help you get the most out of it."
Jane jumped up and wrapped her arms around her father's neck. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She gushed. Frank patted her arm affectionately as it was difficult from that angle to truly return her hug. She quickly followed up with a big hug to her mother as well.
Maura beamed from her seat at the table, not as comfortable with hugging as the Rizzolis clearly were. "Thank you Mr. Rizzoli. I would love for Jane to still come with me. I think she will have a great time, and we will be very careful, I promise."
Looking up from hugging her mother, Jane grinned stupidly at Maura. She couldn't believe her folks had given her permission! This was amazing! She could see that Maura was just as happy as she was.
It was hard for either girl to sit through their breakfast and eat, but they did their best, eating a waffle apiece. Afterward the foursome headed out to the hospital, leaving Frankie and Tommy a note and telling them that they'd be back with lunch around noon.
At the hospital, the visiting rules had relaxed slightly. Uncle Artie could see people two at a time. Mr. and Mrs. Rizzoli went in first, leaving Jane and Maura alone to begin planning their trip.
"We should check out plane tickets when we get home," Maura stated quickly.
"Yeah, before they change their mind," Jane joked. "When do you think we should leave?"
"Well, depending on ticket prices, we could try to leave this Friday or Saturday. That would give us a week there and it would get you back right before school starts." Jane nodded in agreement. "I know that doesn't give you much time to settle back in, though. We could cut our trip a little shorter. I think we'd still be everything in five or six days."
"No, let's try to get a week, if we can. I can handle the first day of school a little jet-lagged if I need to," Jane replied, winking at her.
At about that time, Jane's parents came out. "Girls, Uncle Artie would like to see you."
The two teens quietly entered his dim hospital room. "Hey girls, how are you?" Uncle Artie asked cordially. He looked worlds better in Jane's eyes than the frighteningly pale man she had seen laid out in the bleachers yesterday.
"Hi Uncle Artie! You're looking better today," Jane teased. Maura stood near Jane, also pleased with his pallor.
"Yes, I feel much better too, thanks to your friend here." Maura blushed for the second time that morning.
"I'm happy I could help," she replied modestly.
"Help?" he boomed. "Listen, Sweetheart, I've talked to my brother and I've talked to the doctors. Your fast action is why I'm here and in the good shape I'm in today."
At this, Jane put her arm around Maura's shoulders. "Yup, I know how to pick 'em, don't I?" she beamed with pride. Maura smiled softly. The whole Rizzoli family was so warm and loving to her. She wished she could stay here longer. At least I get to take Jane home with me for a week, she thought happily.
They chatted for a bit longer. Uncle Artie told them about the different medical procedures that the doctors had performed on him yesterday. Jane told him in a play-by-play fashion how Maura had taken charge of the situation last night until the medics arrived. It was easy to see how impressed he was with her actions from Jane's tale.
Soon, they heard a knock on the door. It was Angela. "Girls, we should probably head back to the house for the boys. I'm sure they're getting hungry and we need to stop off and pick something up for everyone."
Maura and Jane stood to exit.
"Jane, can I have a minute with you, before you go?" Uncle Artie asked. The lanky brunette looked at Maura, and she silently nodded and closed the door behind her.
"I hear you'll be going to Paris with our young heroine, eh?" Jane nodded, blushing ever so slightly. "I think you girls will have a wonderful time. Your mom and dad filled me in on the details. I know Maura is bankrolling your side of the trip, but I really do appreciate what she did for me. Your folks are gonna give you some money because I can't get to my bank right now, but its really from me. I want you two to have a good time, and be responsible, but this way you can help pay your own way. And you can treat her a time or two without dipping into your college savings."
Shocked, Jane sat there, unable to speak for a moment. "You don't have to do that Uncle. I was gonna pay for some stuff anyway and…"
Uncle Artie waved his hand at her, indicating she should stop. "Stop, it's done. Decision made. No arguments. You just take care of that little girl. She's a good one, Jane." Jane nodded. She couldn't agree more.
"Okay, off you go. Go get lunch and then I can see those crazy brothers of yours." Jane stood and pecked her Uncle on the cheek before exiting the hospital room.
After lunch, the Rizzoli clan, sans Jane and Maura, headed back to the hospital for the second round of visits. Jane and Maura began looking at plane ticket prices on line.
"Jane, it looks like it will be cheaper if we fly out of New York," Maura said finally, after searching for thirty minutes and comparing different airline prices and airport departures. "Even with train tickets and staying in Manhattan for a night, the difference is significant since we are leaving so soon. Do you think your folks would be okay if we left from there?"
Jane thought about it momentarily, but figured that since her folks were okay with sending her across the Atlantic, they'd probably be okay, for the sake of Maura's money, with letting them go to NYC. Plus she had been there several times before since they had family down there, so she knew how to get around the city without a problem. "I think they'd be okay with it.
"Okay, then. We should double check before we buy these, but I think we could leave on Friday, spend the night in New York, and then fly out Saturday afternoon." Jane looked over her shoulder at the tickets.
"Yup, that looks like it will work," she stated excitedly.
That night the girls talked about their plan over dinner with the rest of the Rizzolis. Frank and Angela agreed that it was okay for the girls to take the train down to New York the day before they had to fly out so that they could get the better airline ticket prices. Both parents knew that Jane knew how to get around the city since they'd been there many times before. In talking further with Maura, it was also apparent that she'd been there many times, too. The two teens promised to stay to the safer parts of the city.
"I spoke to my father's assistant, who said she would arrange for the train tickets, the hotel accommodations, and the airline tickets. Once she emails me all the information, I'll let you know so you know how to reach us if you need anything," Maura informed them. She had actually left specific instructions regarding the hotel arrangements, but she didn't need the family, in particular Jane, to know about them just yet.
Turning to Jane, Maura continued. "Father's assistant also said she'd make sure that the apartment was refreshed and stocked before our arrival on Sunday morning. If there's anything in particular you'd like her to buy, let me know. She typically gets fresh fruit, croissants, jam, butter . . . things like that, but we can tell her to pick up anything else."
Having someone grocery shop for you, that wasn't your mother, was a very foreign concept to Jane. "I'm sure whatever she gets will be fine. I'm not picky."
Thursday flew by. Between the girls making sure they had everything they needed for the trip, packing, and spending some time with the Rizzolis, the entire day was spent before they knew it.
Their train to New York left at noon on Friday, which didn't give them much time in the morning. They got up, got ready, and dragged their bags downstairs. Angela had again made a full blown breakfast of pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausage, and she had even picked up some croissants in honor of their voyage.
"Ma, this is great!" Jane exclaimed, taking in the feast.
"Well, I couldn't let my girls off on their big adventure without making sure you were well fed." She turned around quickly, feeling the tears begin to well up in her eyes. Oh, her little baby was going so far away! At least she'd be back in a little over a week.
The teens ate well, and Jane packed a couple of the croissants for the road, just in case they got hungry and needed something to munch on. Afterward, Mr. Rizzoli drove them to the train station after asking many questions to make sure the girls had everything. "Passports? Money? Your ticket information? Your flight information? Shoes?" Jane tried to patiently wade through all of the questions, but when her father began asking about where the American Embassy was, Jane nearly lost her cool. Thankfully, Maura was there to help field some of the questions when she could see that Jane was getting agitated.
He hugged the girls good-bye and watched as they made their way to the appropriate gate. Jane was giddy in her excitement, and Maura could barely contain herself. They'd have a whole week to themselves, just the two of them. No parents, no brothers, no campers, no roommates – just them. It seemed almost like a dream.
Before they had left, Maura had given Angela all of their contact information for where they'd be staying in New York and in Paris. She wrote down the train and flight information so she could check on line about the status if she started to worry. She also assured (and reassured) Angela that they would call at a variety of checkpoints including when they arrived to the hotel in New York, when they were at the JFK airport waiting for their flight, and when they arrived in Paris. She also promised that she would make Jane either email or call on a daily basis, just so her family would know that she was okay. Angela finally (finally!) seemed satisfied and had hugged both girls tightly before they left for the station with Frank.
The train ride was smooth and uneventful. Jane loved taking the train to New York instead of the family car or, when she'd visit her aunts and uncles without her mom and dad, the bus. It felt more relaxed and upscale, and there was certainly less yelling since her brothers weren't sharing the backseat. There were also no smelly people with their smelly lunches sitting near her as there were on the bus.
"This is great Maura! I get the distinct impression that I'm getting spoiled here," she said, referring to their train ride.
Her girlfriend squeezed her hand and replied cryptically, "I've got more planned."
In New York, Maura hailed down a taxi and intentionally gave the driver an address instead of a location name, even though she knew full well that he'd be able to take them there immediately by the name. "It's a surprise," she informed him so he didn't blurt out the name of the place. Jane's eyebrows shot up again, silently begging her to tell her, but Maura shook her head. She liked drawing out the surprise as long as she could.
After a short cab ride, they pulled up to the Four Seasons Hotel. Jane looked out the window, knocking her forehead lightly on the window as she tried to look up and take in the height of the building from the cab window. "Wow," she said softly, taking in the gold plating of the lobby and the sharply dressed bag boys waiting to assist incoming guests.
Maura paid the cabbie after their bags were curbside, including a generous tip. Immediately, a baggage attendant came to assist them. Jane felt out of her element, but Maura seemed completely relaxed. The tall athlete was relieved to let Maura handle the situation, since she knew exactly what to say to whom and where to go.
She checked them into the hotel while Jane fidgeted leaning against a nearby plush chair. The baggage attendant followed them to their room, and Maura unlocked the door to a deluxe suite. Entranced, Jane slowly walked into the space while Maura tipped the bag handler. The Bostonian was drawn to the window across the space, and was admiring the view of Central Park below when she felt Maura wrap her arms around her waist.
"Do you like it?" she asked quietly, kissing Jane's neck. The brunette turned around.
"Like it? This is amazing! This space is huge! And the view is just…unbelievable," she gushed, eyes wide with adoration. She felt overwhelmed that Maura had gone to all this trouble. "You didn't have to do all of this though. It's too much."
The medic shook her head. "I disagree. I think that it is just enough. Let's go see the rest of the space," she said, tugging at Jane's hand. A moment later, they were standing in the bedroom, a king bed stretched out before them. "What do you think?"
Jane grinned evilly and then theatrically threw herself on the plush bed, causing a wave of fluffiness to ripple from her. "This must be heaven."
The hazel-eyed teen quickly crawled onto the bed to kneel beside Jane. "Well, the Four Seasons in Manhattan with my girlfriend…alone…I'd say its pretty close." Without further thought, Maura descended on her travel companion's lips, enjoying the sensation she never seemed to tire of.
"Mmmm…" Jane moaned into the kiss.
Maura broke off. "I believe there was a promise to you that I made months ago, and I intend to fulfill that promise…now."
"Oh God, really?" Maura nodded smugly. "Finally!" Jane cheered, causing Maura to giggle. Without needing further encouragement, she began to kiss her genius girlfriend with abandon. Maura reciprocated in equal measure, but quickly gained the upper hand, using her weight to push Jane back down onto the bed.
"I promised you it would be special. Now no one can interrupt us and everyone we know is miles away," she said seductively as she began to pull Jane's t-shirt over her head. Jane sat up to get the shirt off, but was not going to be out-played by Maura. She gripped her girlfriend's waist, ensuring that Maura was seated squarely on her lap and began kissing her collar bone while unbuttoning the form-fitting blouse.
"This blouse has been taunting me all day," the athlete acknowledged, her fingers nimbly undoing the buttons. "Now I finally get to exact my revenge on it." She threw the small piece of clothing aside, now facing the heavenly sight of her well-endowed partner's firm breasts, clad in an elegant navy satin bra. "Mmm," she moaned, burying her face in Maura's ample bosom. Her hands found the clasp in the back, enabling her to slowly pull away the fabric from the warm skin.
Before Maura could get her bearings, Jane flipped her onto her back and began kissing and massaging her newly liberated chest. The medic was having difficulty remembering what her plan had been. She had thought she'd get to take Jane first, but that plan was quickly going out the window.
Jane had waited somewhat patiently for so long to have Maura, she couldn't contain herself now that she had finally, officially received the all-clear. She knew she should slow down, to savor this moment, but her teenage libido was having none of it.
"You are so beautiful," she murmured, looking up into the beautiful green eyes of her flushed girlfriend. She climbed back up Maura's body to take her lips again, deepening the kiss immediately. Her hand had found the zipper of Maura's A-line skirt. Still thinking that this was too good to be true, she pulled back to look into her eyes again, seeking permission.
"You're sure, right?" she asked, tugging at the zipper. Maura swallowed nervously, biting her lip, but she nodded. Jane didn't want to push her into anything she didn't truly want. "We don't have to, if you don't want to," she followed up patiently, though inside it nearly killed her to make the offer of waiting anymore.
The petite teen caressed the athlete's shoulder. "No, I want to. I'm just…nervous." In reaction to Jane's surprised look, she continued looking away embarrassed. "A little."
Jane just grinned. "It's okay to be nervous. I'm a little nervous too," she admitted. "But it's still okay, right?" she asked, pulling down the zipper of the skirt. Maura's breathy reply of 'yes' was music to the tall teen's ears.
She moved back down Maura's body, kissing and caressing along the way, efficiently working the skirt off her girlfriend's hips and down her legs until she was able to throw it onto the floor, to keep company with the earlier discarded blouse. Now at Maura's feet, Jane took in the sight of her nearly naked girlfriend. I've waited so long to see her like this. Jane just watched her, causing Maura to wiggle self-consciously as the brunette's eyes swept over her. "You're lovely," Jane reassured her.
She slowly began ascending the toned legs that she'd been entwined with and watched longingly for months. At last, she kissed Maura's hip, inhaling the unique fragrance that she'd never been close enough to enjoy before. She glanced up again to make sure that Maura was okay with her actions, and saw the honey-blond silently nod back at her before closing her eyes.
Jane slowly pulled down the matching navy panties.
Maura gasped as she felt Jane's warm mouth descend over her most intimate part. Jane moaned into Maura's core, relishing the taste of her girlfriend who was so ready for her. She suckled and licked along her girlfriend's inner lips, enjoying all of the sensations that she was experiencing, - Maura writhing beneath her, moaning and arching above her on the bed, and her hips bucked for more friction, more contact. Jane braced Maura's hips onto the bed so that she could continue to enjoy her, but she wanted to feel more of her. She moved her hands and began massaging Maura's ass, sending Maura panting and gripping the pillows for grounding.
"Jane," she panted, not sure what she was asking for. Jane looked up, seeing Maura's face torn between pleasure and pain. Going on instinct, Jane removed one hand from its home on Maura's buttocks and plunged a finger into the wet, waiting center of her body.
The move was delightfully unexpected and exactly what she unknowingly wanted. Maura's back arched off the bed as she called out her lover's name, feeling the brunette begin to pump inside of her.
After a couple moments, her body settled back down, and Maura pulled Jane up to her, needing her to be close and hold her after such an emotional ride.
Jane was slightly reluctant to abandon her position showering Maura's lower body with affection, but she figured there would be more time for them in the future. She pulled the panting girl toward her, draping her relaxed form across her.
She brushed some of the perspiration-laden hair away from the petite girl's face, kissing her forehead sweetly.
Finding her voice, Maura panted, "I thought you said you were a virgin?"
Jane chuckled. "That doesn't mean that I can't read about what I should do," she replied. "Or that I haven't been fantasizing about exactly what I'd like to do to you once I got the chance," Jane cooed into her ear, again pecking her chastely but letting her know that she wasn't done with her, not by a long shot. Maura snuggled her closer to her, but could feel the wave of wetness wash over her lower body again. She makes me so wet, the medic thought wistfully.
"Just give me a minute," Maura requested, trying to get her spent limbs to rally so she could begin her return assault on Jane. The dark brunette only laughed, holding her tightly.
"I'm good, Sweetie. I just like holding you."
Maura was unconvinced. She too had been patient in waiting for Jane. She thought that Jane was probably convinced that she was prudish since she was usually the one to pull back or shut down their physical activities, but it was far from the truth. She had meant what she'd told Jane. She wanted their first time to be special, and a key part of that "specialness" was that no one could interrupt them and that they could have all the time they wanted with each other. They finally had that, and she wasn't about to squander any time if she could help it.
She lay there for several more moments, listening to her lover's heartbeat, feeling the fine sheen of perspiration dry. At last she began to feel like she had her strength back.
"I think you have entirely too many clothes on," she stated, taking in that Jane was still clad in her bra, jeans, and socks. Jane smirked.
"Oh yeah? Well, what do you plan to do about that?"
"I think I'll help relieve you of some of those articles," she replied, watching Jane through her long eyelashes, sending a shiver down Jane's spine in anticipation.
Now that the tables were turning, Jane felt her stomach clench as her nerves rose up inside. It was one thing to drive the action, but to be on the receiving end, and to know that she was going to experience things that she never had before, scared her.
She swallowed hard, trying to shore up her trepidation. C'mon Rizzoli. This – this! – is what you've been waiting for for months. What's your problem? Her inner voice distracted her as she felt Maura slowly crawl over her and begin kissing her shoulder, removing one of her bra straps and kissing the shadow of where it had once been, repeating the action on the opposite shoulder. Her girlfriend continued kissing her clavicle and then moved down, unclasping the front-fastener of her bra.
Maura looked up as her hands caressed her girlfriend's flanks. She noticed that Jane's eyes were closed tightly. "Hey, Jane," she whispered, "Are you okay?" She punctuated the question by kissing her breast affectionately.
Jane opened her eyes, and found Maura's questioning ones. "Yes. I think . . . I'm just . . . nervous," she stammered.
Her girlfriend climbed back up her body. "You know I would never do anything to hurt you, right?" she asked, gently moving a strand of hair off of the brunette's face.
"I know," she replied, trying to look anywhere but into Maura's concerned face. "It's not that. I think I . . . It's just all catching up with me, you know?"
Maura nodded, knowing how emotions could be overwhelming with physical intimacy, especially with someone that you cared so much about.
"I understand. I'll go slow," she promised. "And we can stop any time you want. Okay?" Jane nodded, still looking tentative. "You can talk to me, you know? If you don't like something, or you don't like what I'm doing, just tell me." Jane nodded again. "You promise you'll do that for me?" She could see that Jane was becoming more comfortable with what was about to happen.
"I promise."
Maura stayed true to her word and moved torturously slow over Jane's body, lavishing it with kisses and caresses, massaging and teasing her way down her body until she got to the waistband of Jane's jeans.
She looked up again at Jane's face. Searching for permission, and receiving it, she unbuttoned and unzipped the denim. Together they worked her pants down, and Jane kicked them away. Now it was Jane's turn to feel exposed and vulnerable. Maura desperately wanted to take her time and simply watch Jane's beautiful body, but she knew that her girlfriend was already extremely nervous, so she shelved her desire. She moved back up to Jane's rippled abs and continued to move slowly, kissing and nipping around the waistband of her girl's boxer briefs.
She teased Jane's clit through the fabric of her shorts, causing Jane to whimper and moan. After many moments of teasing her, Maura heard her name painfully uttered from Jane's lips, and understanding the message, she dipped her hand under the hem of the undergarment and entered the warm, wet center of the squirming woman. She watched as Jane gripped the pillow around her head, and Maura acted quickly, lowering her mouth on top of Jane's boxer briefs as she began to slowly pull in and out of Jane's core.
In a stroke of pure luck, Maura located Jane's g-spot after only a couple thrusts and then worked rapidly to drive Jane over the edge, only disentangling herself briefly to completely remove the now-soaked dark underwear. She spared a quick glance at Jane to see if she'd noticed, but it was clear that her girlfriend was almost in a different world altogether.
Pleased that she was able to elicit such an amazing reaction from the confident, swaggering brunette, Maura returned to her ministrations, and with a few more thrusts, coupled with the intoxicating warmth of her mouth, Jane was over the edge, screaming out Maura's name.
Maura stilled her movements as Jane's body tightened around her fingers, and the medic watched as Jane's entire body went rigid. Once she felt the wave pass, Maura slowed her thrusts, sweetly kissing her inner thighs and hipbones as new waves of pleasure rippled through her girlfriend's body.
Once Maura was certain that the waves of pleasure had receded, she moved back up to the head of the bed, planting a slow kiss on her panting, sweating girlfriend. She pulled Jane onto her chest, holding her closely and running a hand through her hair.
From her position, Maura could feel Jane's heart beat against her own chest as it began to slow, and she could hear her breathing return to its normal cadence.
Eventually, Jane lifted her head to look into Maura's playful eyes. "Well, that was certainly worth waiting for."