Hello my lovely readers! I am so sorry I haven't updated in a while! I have been hair on fire and for some reason I couldn't find a goddamn bucket of water! As for this story-I have a feeling this chapter may piss some of you off- you've been warned.

"Was that Dr. Isles?" Frost asked as he sat back down at his desk.

Jane nodded.

"So what did she find?"

Jane grabbed the file. "Not sure, I haven't looked yet." She flipped the file open and skimmed. "Says here he suffered cardiac arrest."

"How'd it happen?" Frost asked.

"Faulty pace maker." She pointed to a photo.

"So he wasn't murdered-"

"Nope." Jane sighed. "In a way that's a good thing."

"I know. I feel the same way-still though-"

Jane laughed. "Yeah, now we're stuck here with a crap ton of paperwork and Korsack isn't back-" Jane stopped herself as she swallowed the large lump in her throat.

"From his-date?" Frost asked, eyebrows raised.

Jane grabbed her pencil and threw it at Frost. "You're a jerk you know that?"

He laughed and grabbed the pencil off the floor.

"So what did Cavanaugh want?" she asked as she sat back in her chair.

Frost put the pencil back on Jane's desk. "Suzie told him about what happened in the morgue last week."

Jane grimaced and tried to hold back her laughter. Frost had come down to the morgue to watch the autopsy. He had spent all day preparing himself for it. Finally when the time came they all made their way down stairs. Once they arrived they all huddled around the table. Maura lifted the sheet to show them all a certain body part-that was severed and partly missing. Without warning Frost fainted, and as he fell he knocked over the instrument table with his arm causing all of Maura's tools to go flying across the room. They landed with a large clatter. Jane and Korsack looked at each other and burst out laughing. They were laughing so hard that neither of them could lift him up.

Jane giggled at the thought. "What did he say?"

Frost sighed. "I'm not allowed in the morgue-for the foreseeable future." He slunk deeper into his chair.

"Maybe that's a good thing yeah?" Jane asked, her laughter subsiding.

"Yeah-maybe." His cheeks reddened.

Jane smiled at him. "Well, at least you'll be busy." She held up a stack of paper work.

"Yeah I guess." He grabbed it from her and began working. Jane checked her watch. Seven. I have to meet Maura in an hour.

"I'll see you tomorrow Frost." She said as she grabbed her jacket.

"Where ya going?" he asked her as she began to make her way to the elevator.

"Home." She smiled.

Jane arrived at the Dirty Robber and sat in the same booth they always sat in; she ordered a beer and a glass of Merlot. She sat back and waited until the server came with her drinks. She leaned over her beer, but didn't drink it. Why am I so nervous? She took a deep breath. Alright-alright Jane. Just tell her-just tell her! She checked her phone. Seven- forty five. She ran her fingers through her hair. Come on Maura-

"Well Bass, what do you think?" Maura asked the large tortoise sitting at her feet. He raised his head in acknowledgement. "Thank you." She shook her head. I'm talking to a tortoise- She turned her attention back to the mirror. The beautiful red Valentino she bought really made her eyes pop, not to mention her figure. Maura Isles had never really paid much attention to how she looked, oh sure she liked wearing designer and curling her hair, but that was just routine. She never did it to impress anyone. Until now. She smiled in spite of herself. Of all the people-She sighed. Oh Jane- Jane. Maura suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. She closed her eyes.

"Jane!" Maura laughed as she sat back onto the couch. "Hurry up! I poured you another glass!"

"I know I know I'm coming!" Jane slid onto Maura's couch, large bowl of popcorn in hand. She put the bowl down on the coffee table and laid her head on Maura's lap. Maura handed the detective her glass.

"God I love doing this! It's seriously the highlight of my week!" Jane sighed as she sat up and took a sip.

"Really?" Maura asked as she took another sip from her glass.

"Yeah. Really." Maura hadn't realized just how close their faces were until that moment. Jane slid forward a little more, until their lips were almost touching.

"Well-I'm, I'm glad." She stuttered.

"Good." Jane whispered with that devilish smile of hers. "I think the movie's starting." With that she slid back down onto Maura's lap. Maura let out a frustrated breath and leaned back against the couch. I WILL kiss you Jane Rizzoli, make no mistake about that.

Later, as the movie ended, both women looked at each other. Jane blinked, her face lit only by the small amount of light cast by the TV.

"You're so beautiful Jane." Maura pushed a lock of hair out of Jane's face.

"So are you Maura." Jane sat up again. This time she leaned in. Maura felt Jane's breath on her lips. "Maur-"

"Yes Jane?" she asked, her eyes closed.

"I think I need more wine."

Maura jumped as her phone beeped. Oh no! I'm late!

Jane looked at her watch. Eight- fifteen. She turned her attention to the door. She watched as Maura Isles strode into the Dirty Robber. Dear God. Jane watched as the Medical Examiner leaned against the door frame and fixed her heel. Her slender body was draped in beautiful, skin-tight, red silk. Her hair, though damp from the rain, glistened under the low bar lights. Jane looked down at her attire. Underdressed-as usual. She returned her attention to the beautiful woman approaching the booth.

"Sorry I'm late. I uh-ran into some traffic." She sat down across from Jane, resisting the urge to itch her neck.

"You're not terribly late." Jane smiled. "Here" She pushed the glass of red wine toward Maura. "I took a wild guess."

The doctor smiled nervously and took a sip. "Thank you."

Jane ran the tip of her finger around the edge of the glass. Neither of them spoke, they just listened to the sounds of the bar and the rain; both sets of eyes were downcast.

"So, why did you call me here?" Maura asked finally.

Jane sighed. Here we go-moment of truth. "Well-" she stopped.

"Well?" Maura asked.

"I-I wanted to apologize-." She stopped for a moment unsure of how to continue.

Maura took another sip. "For what?"

Jane sighed. "Everything."

Maura almost choked on her wine. "What do you mean everything?"

Jane sighed. Why is this so hard? "Just-everything! I feel awful about everything! None of this should have ever happened!" Jane sat back and ran her fingers through her hair.

"Do you mean-do you mean-everything? Or just yesterday morning?" Maura asked quickly.

Jane put her elbows on the table for support. "Well I can't really apologize for something I can't remember-." She whispered.

"But, do you wish it had never happened?" tears began to threaten as Maura looked on in disbelief.

"Look at you Maura! You're literally falling apart right in front of me!" Jane ran her hands through her hair. "This is exactly what I was afraid of!"

"You didn't answer my question Jane." Maura stated rather angrily.

"Yes Maura I wish it had never happened! It's ruining our friendship!" I can't feel this way for her! She's my best friend! AND TOTALLY OUT OF MY LEAGUE! And I'm not-like this! And she doesn't even feel the same for me! Why is she getting so upset!? Jane sat up.

Maura sat back, speechless. She swallowed the lump in her throat. "I thought it was helping our friendship! I thought that perhaps after this we'd have MORE than a friendship!" Maura stopped herself and put a hand over her mouth,

"You-you what?" Jane asked shocked.

Maura felt a tear running down her cheek. "I-Good Bye Jane." She grabbed her bag and coat and ran outside into the pouring rain.

What the hell just happened?

Ok ok ok now before you throw the kitchen sink at my head, just know that THIS IS THE LAST ANGSTY CHAPTER! PLEASE STAY WITH ME! YOU'VE ALL BEEN SO PATIENT! I SWEAR-I'M GETTING THERE! IT'S WHAT HAPPENS OUTSIDE THE BAR THAT COUNTS! Oh-I've said too much-reviews?