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A/N: Thanks to my totally awesome beta for this story- marvelous-fanwriter!

Two

Maura woke up in the first gray light of dawn. She was stiff, cold, and a little disoriented.

Jane.

Her eyes flew open as she turned over, reaching a hand out to touch Jane's back. She caressed it lightly, grounding herself to reassure her mind as to where she was. Her hand tingled slightly, and faint pleasure coursed through her body. Her heartbeat sped up and her breathing hitched. The response startled her and clouded her mind so much that it was a few seconds before she realised that Jane was shaking.

"Jane, are you awake."

No response.

"Jane?"

She was shivering even with the blankets wrapped tightly around her.

"Oh Jane," Maura murmured and she moved closer to her friend. She pressed herself to Jane's back, resting one hand on the other woman's belly and rubbing her arm in attempts to warm her up. Despite the situation, Maura felt fresh pleasure flood her body. She yearned to touch Jane in ways she had never felt before, or at least ways she had never admitted to herself.

She knew she'd had similar yearning at other times in her life as the feelings were familiar and comforting as the closeness of their bodies was now.

"Maura, I'm cold."

"I know baby."Where did that come from? "Here," Maura wrapped the blanket around them both and snuggled closer.

Jane's teeth rattled and goose bumps covered her arms.

"I just can't get warm."

"You will, you will." Maura reached a hand to Jane's forehead, "You're still running a fever, that's good. It helps fight whatever it is you're fighting."

"I'm glad you kept that in plain English."

Maura smiled into Jane's hair, she'd done it on purpose, though her mind was flying through the pages and pages of immunology texts she'd read.

The shivering hadn't slowed.

"Maura?"

"What?"

"I want it to stop."

"Just be patient, go back to sleep, I've got you. It'll stop soon."

Jane turned to face Maura and resumed her earlier position, her face tucked in the warm curtain of Maura's sweet smelling hair.

"Your hair smells like honey too..." Jane trailed off, a hand curling at Maura's waist.

Jane fell asleep quickly but Maura stayed awake keeping a watchful eye her. She gently caressed Jane's back, her arm, her thighs. She told herself that it would help Jane warm up, but the forbidden sensations made her own heart beat speed up and her own breathing speed up even as Jane's slowed.

Jane lay popped on the pillows and Maura fussed with her outfit – half yesterday's clothes and half stuff she had left at Jane's house. "Jane, I'm heading to work now."

Jane opened her eyes and took a few seconds to focus, "Ok." She didn't have the strength to protest.

"Do you need anything before I go?" Maura checked her purse one last time.

Jane's eyes drifted shut again, "A hug."

"Really?" Maura spun around.

"No, I was kidding. Go, I'll be fine."

Maura leaned down and wrapped Jane in her arms, smoothing her tangled hair. "I'll see you later tonight. Drink lots of fluids and try to take a nap." She started to move back but Jane held on for a few seconds more before letting her go. It had felt so good before and she couldn't quite understand. Sure, they'd been this close physically before and any pleasure she had felt she had ignored. She hadn't accepted it as anything more than nerve endings brushing up one another. It didn't mean anything more than that.

But now, now the feelings built and she struggled to understand the change. Was it just because she was sick? Or was she now only able to open her mind to the possibilities. The only other thing filling her brain at the moment was fluff.

She shook her head a little, as if that would help, "Thanks Maura."

"Jane, I'd do anything for you."

"And I really am grateful even if I don't tell you as much as maybe I should."

"I always know," Maura said truthfully,"I can see it in your eyes."

"What else can you see in my eyes?" Jane wanted to know if Maura could see what she was feeling.

"That you have a fever."

"You can tell that?" It wasn't what she had wanted to hear. She was scared, in truth, of her own feelings. Maybe if Maura called her out on them then she wouldn't have to bring them up herself.

"Sure, because I know you."

"Oh, I'm glad." I really am glad that we know each other.

"I can tell."

Maybe Maura would be able to tell from my eyes; maybe I could try and let my eyes show what I am feeling for Maura. "With my eyes?"

"Yes, with your eyes. You're a little loopy."

"I know."

Maura stood up slowly, trailing a hand along Jane's arm, and headed for the door, "Drink your tea!"

"Its crap!"

Jane knew that she would drink it because it didn't actually taste that bad. Plus, if it helped her get better then for one she could get back to work and it also meant she would have a clear head on her shoulders to deal with these new sensations and finally accepted feelings.

A/N: Thanks for the awesome response! I hope you enjoy this chapter!