Sorry for the mistake! Here's the actual chapter.

Jane made her way up the stairs, still on cloud nine after Maura had dropped her off. She was in awe of the surgeon, her generosity and willingness to help her out. What Maura had done that day just made her like her even more than she already did.

She arrived at her apartment door and knocked on it with her foot, realizing that it still wasn't a good idea to be banging on a door with her hands. Angela opened the door and let her in almost immediately.

"Hey honey, how was dinner? Did you have fun tonight?" Angela closed the door quickly and turned to judge Jane's facial expressions. She didn't really have to try hard at all to decipher the look on Jane's face: she was grinning ear to ear.

"Yeah ma, I had a great time," Jane told her mother easily.

"Why didn't Frankie come up to let you in?" Angela continued with her questioning.

Jane thought quickly of an excuse. "Well, he got called into his shift earlier so he was in a hurry."

"Oh… I see. I didn't realize that Frankie had gotten a new car. I also didn't notice that my son had magically turned into Dr. Isles."

Jane had the decency to look guilty.

"You want to try again?" Angela questioned.

"No ma, I don't. What are you doing, spying on me?!"

"I wasn't spying on you! I was just taking a look outside and I saw you get out of a car followed by Dr. Isles!" Angela yelled back.

"You want the truth? Alright, here's the truth. Frankie and I didn't hang out today. He came to pick me up and gave me a ride to the hospital. I had an appointment with Dr. Isles."

"Why didn't you tell me? I would've taken you."

"Because ma. I didn't want to subject the poor woman to your thousand questions. It was no big deal. I went, she gave me a new prescription and then offered to give me a ride home when I told her I was gonna take a cab."

"I don't know Jane. Something about this doesn't sound right. Why would she offer to bring you home?"

"Ma! She was done with her shift. She has seen the shape my hands are in and she wanted to make it easier on me! She was just being nice! You know what?" Jane stopped in her tracks. "I'm through with this conversation. Good night!"

"Jane!"

"Good night ma!" She started walking towards her bedroom, managing to use her leg to slam the door. She pulled off her jacket and let it drop on the floor. She frowned at the fact she would be sleeping in her jeans, but she would be damned if she called Angela in for help. She sat on the edge of her bed and sighed heavily. Turning her head, she saw her phone resting on the nightstand, just where she'd left it before.

Maura had gotten home shortly after dropping Jane off. She was too exhausted for dinner, so she instead grabbed a glass of wine and went upstairs to change for bed. Thinking better about it, she opted instead for a hot bath and went about preparing the tub. She was getting ready to get in when her phone beeped. She released a long sigh. She wasn't on call tonight, so whoever was wanting her attention at that time better not be from the hospital. She grabbed her phone from the nightstand and saw that it was from Jane.

I wanted to thank you again for driving me. I also wanted to apologize; I'm not going to be able to go tomorrow after all.

Maura frowned, began writing a reply and hit 'send'.

You're quite welcome. Is everything ok? Are you actually texting?

Jane smiled at her phone.

I was using Siri earlier. I don't want to be heard now so yes, I'm texting. That's the wonderful thing about having a super sensitive phone screen. Hardly requires any effort to get the message out.

Maura had waited several minutes before Jane's message came through and smiled when it finally did.

Well as long as you're alright, that's what matters.

At the risk of sounding like a teenager, I got in a fight with my ma. I don't want her coming tomorrow.

I'm so sorry Jane. I hope everything is ok between you two?

It will be. She's always been like this. I'll just wait until my scars are well enough to not need the bandages to use the lidocaine you prescribed. She thought some more before continuing to type. What is disappointing is that I won't get to go tomorrow. After a minute wondering what to do, she hit 'send'.

Maura's breath hitched the tiniest bit. I can't relate; my mother sounds completely different than yours. I'm disappointed too; I've enjoyed talking with you.

Jane had waited a couple of minutes for a reply, which was longer than Maura's previous responses. She was beginning to think she'd screwed up when Maura's message came in. Maura's reply made her smile impossibly wider than before. She went about typing out her reply before hitting 'send' once more.

Listen, I know this may be out of left field. I don't want to make things awkward or anything but I was wondering… would it be a bad thing if I were to invite you out for a cup of coffee? That seems to be quite the hit with cops. I imagine that with working long hours, you like it also? She waited nervously for Maura's response.

Yes, I am an avid coffee drinker. I can be called into the hospital for an emergency at any time of day or night so my sleep schedule is not what it should be. Technically I am still your doctor Jane, but I don't see anything wrong with a cup of coffee. In fact, I would very much enjoy it. I'm off the day after tomorrow. I can meet you someplace then if you'd like.

Great! I don't think there's anything wrong with it either. Just tell me when and where and I'll be there.

Maura thought about logistics for a bit, deciding that a place close to where Jane lived would be better for the detective. She gave her the details of a little café within walking distance of where the brunette lived. They bid each other goodnight after that, with a promise to meet for coffee at their scheduled time.

Jane pushed the phone aside and laid down on the bed, much happier than she'd been in a while. Bath forgotten, Maura went to bed as well, looking forward to meeting the detective in a couple of days.

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