A/N: The response to this story was incredible and totally unexpected. Thank you so very much for your kind reviews. I couldn't believe how many people followed this little story like wow, thank you. I wasn't planning to expand (though it had potential to be longer). But you guys really helped give me that nudge and here is the second part. I sort of have a third chapter planned as well. I can't promise anything past that at the moment. But this chapter is for all of those reviews and the support you've given me on this story and okay, well enough rambling, here we go!
Maura is moving to Boston. It doesn't feel real, but the woman who texts Jane every morning to tell her to have a good day and calls her at night to talk for hours—she's moving to Boston. She's going to be working at BPD. It was no real surprise to either of them when Maura got the job right away. But still, Jane can barely contain her excitement.
Work has been rough lately, full of cold shoulders and mere grunts. The guys don't tease Jane anymore after she called them out at the hotel, but now there's definitely no way she'll ever be one of them, part of their inner circle.
It doesn't matter anymore though. They're assholes and soon the person that has quickly become Jane's confidant and really the best friend she has ever had, will be working with Jane and living so close. Maura bought a place in a nice area of the city of course and Jane is excited to have the privacy.
Jane is constantly in a good mood. It throws her mother, although she is happy to hear Jane has finally met someone who understands her. Frost and Korsak seem to be waiting for the other ball to drop, cautious about Jane's sudden attitude change, but they appear to be enjoying it.
Maura should be coming within the week, although she has yet to pin down a date of arrival. Maura's texts have been a little less full of information the last couple of days and more sporadic. Jane knows she's busy with the move, but she can't help but worry a little.
Jane now sits in her apartment flipping through the channels, beer in one hand, and her phone in the other, just wishing Maura was next to her. Suddenly, there's a knock at her door. She sits up straight right away. This is strange. It can't be her mother, she's out to dinner with Frankie tonight.
When she opens the door, Jane's heart drops to the pit of her stomach. Maura is in her arms in less than a second. Jane barely has a chance to look at her, but god, it just feels so good to hold her.
Impulsively, she lifts Maura up and Maura wraps her legs around Jane's waist, arms tight around Jane's neck. They simply hug each other for awhile, holding on tightly, and then Maura is kissing her. Jane's heart is beating out of her chest and she is just so happy to have Maura in her arms. This is the best surprise of her life.
Jane carries Maura to the kitchen and puts her on the counter. She keeps one hand on Maura's waist as she cups her cheek with the other. She just can't believe this beautiful woman is finally here, in front of her.
"Hi."
"Hi," Maura says, smiling and Jane's heart drops again at the sight of those dimples, and the way Maura's eyes light up as they search Jane's face.
"You got me," Jane says, pinching Maura's waist a little. "You got me good."
Maura laughs and Jane grins at the sound.
"I booked the flight last night because I was just told I was clear to move in. I wanted to surprise you. I didn't even unpack a single thing yet. I couldn't wait to see you."
Jane kisses Maura again, showing her how happy that makes her.
"I can't believe you're really here," she says, pulling away and rubbing her hands up and down Maura's arms.
"I know," Maura says, and she takes Jane's hand. "Me either."
Jane never wants to let go. They just take in the sight of each other.
Then a rumbling noise breaks the comfortable silence. Maura looks a little surprised and embarrassed and Jane breaks out in laughter.
"I think we need to get some food in you. I don't really cook, though," Jane says, searching through her cabinets and fridge, all the while knowing she'll pretty much come up empty handed.
She turns around after she pulls up nothing, and shrugs her shoulders, flashing Maura an apologetic smile. Even though Jane hates cooking and gives anyone crap who makes fun of her for it, she feels bad about it when it comes to Maura. She wants to be able to give her good food. To give her the best of everything.
Maura smiles reassuringly and comes to stand in front of Jane. She wraps her arms around Jane's waist and presses a kiss to Jane's neck.
"I know, Jane, that's okay. All I want you to ever give me is you. All of you. I like you just the way you are."
Jane blushes a little and her heart beats fast as Maura's hands slide into the back pockets of Jane's jeans and she plants a few more kisses on her neck.
Jane doesn't know what to say or do. God, how did she get so lucky to find this woman.
"You want to get take-out?" Jane finally stammers out. In her defense, it's really hard to think. After spending so much time apart from Maura, and to suddenly have her close again…it's distracting. Jane had forgotten just how intoxicating Maura is. Everything about her.
"You like Italian?"
"Mmm…I like Italians."
"Maura!" Jane says, flushed and half-laughing. Ready to take this woman. Right now. In her kitchen.
Maura flashes Jane a sly smile, knowing exact what she is doing. But then her stomach growls again. Jane laughs a little, stepping around Maura to get to her phone.
"Alright, this is an emergency. We need food pronto."
She dials the Italian restaurant listed in her phone and turns back around to see Maura with a slight pout on her face. She looks so adorable that Jane can't help but plant a quick kiss on the corner of her mouth, as she waits for the restaurant to pick up. And there's that smile again, just like that.
They have a wonderful dinner and end up sitting together on Jane's couch, both their stomachs and hearts content. It's amazing how much there is to say to each other, even though they've been talking every day for hours.
They laugh a lot, but then the conversation takes a more serious turn. Jane shifts a little closer to Maura as she explains what it was like leaving LA.
"My parents are the only ones I told. As far as the people in my personal life, I mean. They were the only ones I said goodbye to," Maura says, looking off into the distance.
Jane wraps her arm more tightly around Maura's shoulder. Just waits.
"I shouldn't have even got to say goodbye to them. I think it just ended up…hurting more. They seemed like they…it was as if they wanted me to go. It will be easier for them to deal with their friends now that their disgrace of a daughter isn't around."
Jane has bit her lip through most of this to keep from butting into Maura's story because it's clear she needs to get this out. But now Jane just can't keep quiet any longer, especially since Maura seems to really believe the last part.
"Hey."
Maura still stares off, her body stiff, her eyes far away, as if she's back in LA.
"Hey, Maura, you listen to me, okay?" Jane says a little more forcefully this time, tugging on Maura's arm.
Maura turns a little towards Jane, but she just can't seem to break away from the past, that memory, the pain.
Jane kneels onto the ground in front of Maura, taking both of her hands in her own. Now, she's directly in Maura's line of sight and their eyes interlock. This makes all the difference. Now, Maura is really listening.
"Sweetheart. You will never be even close to a disgrace. You are an incredible person. And if your parents can't see that, then screw them."
Maura laughs a little, wiping a tear quickly with her thumb. Jane squeezes Maura's hands.
"Screw that world, Maura. Those people saw what they wanted to see. They were blind and didn't listen….and none of them ever deserved you."
Maura tugs at Jane's hands until she's sitting back on the couch. Jane holds out her arms and Maura immediately falls into them.
They sprawl out on the couch together, snuggling and fitting together effortlessly. Maura plants a kiss of gratitude on Jane's cheek and Jane just rubs Maura's back until she falls asleep.
Jane wakes up disoriented at 2:30AM. But as soon as she feels Maura in her arms, she smiles. She wants to get Maura to her bed because she's worried about the position she is sleeping in, the way her neck is bent. Jane shifts a little, then kisses Maura's forehead a few times before she feels Maura begin to stir.
"Jane?"
"Yeah, Maur. Want to move to my bed?"
Maura nods slowly, eyes mostly shut, and Jane half-carries a sleepy Maura to her bed. After they are under the covers, Jane wraps her arms around Maura's waist, relishing in the feeling of Maura curled up against her. She falls back to sleep in an instant, so content.
Jane opens her eyes in the morning to Maura peacefully sleeping next to her. She is facing Jane, soft honey-blonde curls falling gently around her face. And Jane wonders what she's done right in life to have this woman beside her now.
When Maura wakes up, she gives Jane the most beautiful smile. Not enough good morning kisses seem to satisfy either of them and they soon end up tangling the sheets.
Jane kisses Maura's collarbone as she traces circles on Maura's hips. She kisses Maura's breasts, finds her way inside Maura. Only wanting to please her, only wanting to love her.
They rock together, so synchronized, that if there was ever any doubt about them being completely compatible, it is squashed right then and there.
Maura belongs in Jane's arms, waking up, coming alive.
She arches up into Jane and Jane wraps her free arm underneath Maura's back, scooping her up, and planting kisses on Maura's exposed neck, as Maura throws back her head, gasping and letting out a delighted moan.
She then goes limp and Jane gently lays her down on the bed, kissing Maura's forehead, her cheek, her chin, her neck, as she catches her breath, comes down from up high.
Then Maura is kissing her and kissing her. Jane loses sense of time and place. Nobody else has ever made Jane's skin tingle just by lightly tracing their fingers across her stomach, her hips, her thighs. No one has ever taken so much care with her, touching her body like it is something to be loved and cherished. Her skin feels permanently changed where Maura leaves kisses, like it has been branded with love.
When Maura enters her, Jane is instantly filling up, her heart beat pulsing to the very edge of her fingertips. She closes her eyes and feels only Maura, and all of her light. There is no more darkness in the world.
Then it is all too much and there is a rush that floods through Jane and she is grasping onto Maura, pressing their bodies tightly against each other, wanting her closer and closer still.
They lay in bed for hours after, legs tangled together, arms wrapped around each other's waist or in each other's hair.
They are so content lying in each other's arms that they drift in and out of sleep. It is the most at peace Jane has ever felt in her life.
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