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Slow and Steady – Chapter 12
"Later that same day!" Jane huffed at the morgue assistants who were transferring the body onto the morgue elevator.
"Jane…" Maura reprimanded the detective for her tone.
Maura knew Jane was irritated with the timing of their current case. They'd been called to a crime scene mid-afternoon on their Saturday off. The Saturday they were supposed to be going to dinner. The crime scene hadn't revealed anything and the best chance at a lead was the body currently being moved to the morgue for autopsy.
Jane gave Maura the frustrated look that begged Maura to do something to fix it. Unfortunately, Maura could no more hurry an autopsy than she could prevent them from being called in on a Saturday.
"Come here," the doctor pulled Jane by the arm around the side of the building, confident that her assistants could handle the task alone.
"What?!" Jane grumpily questioned.
"Look at me, Jane."
Maura held Jane tight by her elbows in the relative privacy of the alley behind the police precinct. She looked directly at Jane with a ferocity that the detective knew to mean Maura meant business.
"How many times have we gone out to dinner?" Maura demanded.
"What…I…lots?" Jane was confused.
"How many times have you told me to dress down for dinner?" this brought a chuckle from the detective.
"Lots," Jane smiled.
"Now, I know that we had plans tonight," Maura said, pushing Jane against the building while keeping her hands tight on her elbows. "But we've had plans hundreds of nights since we've known each other. Sometimes our plans haven't worked out. Sometimes we've been called to a crime scene."
Jane noticed the tone of Maura's voice drop and she found it undeniably sexy. She couldn't pull away from Maura, despite knowing they were vulnerable to prying eyes in their location. She couldn't resist dropping her hands to Maura's hips and pulling her closer.
"We've been doing this for a long time. Plans fall through, we make other plans," the doctor whispered.
Jane leaned in close, feeling Maura's breath on her lips.
"We don't need plans for you to have your way with…" Jane's lips crashed into Maura's before she could finish the sentence.
In the alley behind the Boston Police Department, the two women kissed passionately and in that kiss they forgot entirely that their plans had been derailed. Even while on the clock, they were together and that's really all either woman ever needed.
"Me. your way with me," the doctor finished as they sucked in air.
"You just can't leave a sentence unfinished can you? " the detective chuckled.
"Never one of such importance."
"God, you're adorable," Jane rasped, wrapping her arms around the medical examiner and embracing her.
"I have an autopsy to start," Maura said.
"Yes you do. And when it's done, I'll be waiting," Jane promised.
It took every bit of will power they could muster to not walk back into the precinct hand-in-hand.