It had been a few days since Angela moved in with Jane and to say that the Detective was getting annoyed was an understatement. She didn't mind helping her mother out, on the contrary, but she did mind when her mother would barge into her room at 6 in the morning to grab her dirty laundry. And every time she would step into her room she would complain that 'the place was a pigsty' and that there was 'no wonder she didn't have a man yet.' Jane would merely roll her eyes before turning over, her mind filling with a certain honey blonde. She didn't need a man, because she had a woman.

And Jane had apparently forgotten that her mother also worked at the same place as she did, so she barely had any time without the woman. Which brought her to where she was now, getting coffee with her mother nagging her about going grocery shopping.

"Jane! Are you even listening to me?" The Detective sighed, looking up from pouring sugar in her coffee.

"You've been telling me these things since I was eighteen Ma. I thought by now you learned I never really listen." Angela glared at her daughter. Jane momentarily halted her movements, vaguely wondering if she should've rephrased that. Shrugging, she continued, trying to ignore her mother.

"Oh Maura dear! You look lovely today." Jane's eyes had immediately shot up when she heard her mother say Maura's name. She smiled as she took in the sight of the other woman, wearing a simple black dress with matching heels. Maura smiled brightly at Angela.

"Thank you Angela. You look wonderful yourself." Angela beamed, waving embarrassingly with the cloth she was holding.

"Why thank you." Turning an eye to her daughter, Angela scowled. "See Jane! That's the way to talk to people. Not ignoring them and hoping they go away. Maura, I will get you your usual." As Angela left, Maura turned a questioning look Jane's way, a small smile on her face.

Setting down the sugar, Jane rolled her eyes. "That woman is slowly driving me insane. I've past the crazy point by now. Seriously, I haven't had a day to myself since she moved in!" Maura bit back a laugh.

"She's your mother Jane." The Detective just stared at her for a moment, her face unreadable.

"So? Does that give her a pass to barge into my room in the middle of the night and tell me to clean up? Hello! I have this thing!" Jane pointed at her cast. "How can I do anything with this thing on?"

"You don't need two hands to pick up a pair of your jeans Jane." Jane's face went from incredulous to annoyed with the speed of lighting and Maura quickly turned towards Angela to keep herself from laughing.

"Thank you Angela." She turned to Jane. "Walk me to the elevator?" Jane nodded, keeping one eye on her mother who seemed to be totally smitten with Maura.

Jane sighed as she watched Maura press the button for the both of them. Taking a sip from her coffee, she knew that she was being hard on her mother. The woman didn't have a place to stay and Jane wasn't really making staying with her any better. Maura's voice startled her out of her thoughts.

"You can always stay with me for a couple of days. If you really want to get away from your mother." Jane smiled appreciatively at the honey blonde.

"Thanks. Maybe I will. I don't think I'm the only one going crazy. I mean, my place is pretty much a pigsty." She laughed softly, soon followed by Maura.

"Just don't think you can turn my place upside down." Maura winked at the Detective, before stepping into the elevator. Jane rolled her eyes, a smile on her face.

"Then you don't know me." She watched as the doors were closing, hearing Maura's voice just before they closed.

"Maybe I have to get to know you then." Jane's chuckle floated around her.

"Maybe you do."

Jane groaned, turning off her computer. The day had been long, too long. And her mother once again showed up to bring her lunch. Even though she always brought something for Frost and Korsak as well, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed every time her mother entered the bull pen. She was glad the day was over.

Gathering her things, the sound of heels hitting the floor made her look up. A smile instantly lit her up her face when she saw the familiar face of Maura come into view. Letting her eyes roam over the Doctor's body, her smile grew. She had been fantasizing all day about tearing that dress off her body. She had even been on the verge of waltzing down to the morgue and making that fantasy come true. But then she remembered that she had no valid reason to go down there and she was left pouting and feeling bothered.

"Maura! What brings you up here?" Out of the corner of her eye she saw Frost and Korsak share a look, but she quickly brushed it off. The honey blonde was smiling at her however. Something that never failed to make her feel all giddy.

"Hello Jane. Detectives. I was actually hoping I could have a word with you?" The question was directed at Jane and the Detective agreed without second thought.

"Yeah, of course." Grabbing her jacket, she walked with Maura to the elevator.

Once inside, Jane turned to Maura. "So, what did you want to talk about?" The Doctor however, shook her head.

"Not here Jane. In my office." Jane raised an eyebrow, but let it pass, figuring it was something personal. They stayed silent, comfortable with just being together. They walked to Maura's office side by side and Jane couldn't help but wonder what was so important that they had to wait until they were inside Maura's office.

As she stepped in, she frowned when Maura closed and locked the door and closed the blinds. Raising an eyebrow, she opened her mouth to ask what the Doctor was doing. But before she had a chance to utter a single syllable, Maura's mouth was on hers and she was being pushed onto the couch. The honey blonde's tongue eagerly explored Jane's mouth and the Detective groaned appreciatively.

Hands roamed over each other's bodies, tongues battled for dominance. They pulled back when the need for air became too much to bear. Resting their foreheads together, they were both breathing heavily.

"Wow. What was that for?" Maura grinned, tracing patterns on Jane's arm.

"I just missed you. I haven't been able to kiss you since Saturday." Jane let her arms encircle Maura's waist, leaning back to look at her properly.

"I missed you too. And you wearing these dresses aren't really making this easier." Maura raised an eyebrow suggestively.

"Really? How can I make it easier for you then Detective?" Jane bit her lip, feeling a wave of arousal hitting her. God, she sounded sexy.

"Well, I might have a thing or two in mind." Glancing towards both doors, she turned back to Maura. "Are they both locked?" At the honey blonde's nod, Jane leaned in to claim her lips.

She didn't hesitate at all when slipping her hands under Maura's dress. Smirking into the kiss, she grabbed the honey blonde's panties, pulling them down torturously slow. It wasn't that easy what with the fact that Maura was straddling her and having one broken wrist, but she somehow managed to slip them down low enough. Moving her lips to Maura's neck, she moved her hands to the honey blonde's ass, lifting her up.

Carefully laying the other woman down on the couch, she completely discarded Maura's panties. Claiming her lips once more, she let her hand travel up Maura's dress, hiking it up and over her ass. Maura moaned, lifting her hips to tell Jane to stop teasing. The Detective grinned down at her.

"In a hurry?" Maura's eyes were dark with arousal, her breaths coming out in short gasps.

"Jane please, don't tease."

"Whatever you want babe." A soft moan left Maura's lips and she arched her back, her eyes fluttering closed. Jane moaned when she felt how wet Maura was and she didn't hesitate to slip in two fingers.

She set up a quick rhythm, knowing what Maura wanted and needed. The honey blonde bit her lip, clawing at Jane's back. Maura buried her head in Jane's neck, knowing she wouldn't be able to be completely quiet. Jane felt Maura getting close, felt her walls clench around her fingers. Adding a third finger, she moved faster, harder. Maura moaned, holding on tightly. It wasn't long before the honey blonde screamed out her release, thankfully being muffled by Jane's shoulder.

The two lay there for a moment, Maura coming down from her high and Jane holding her. A few minutes later, Maura lifted her head from its spot. She smiled up at Jane, tucking a stray hair behind her ear.

"You're amazing you know that?" Jane raised an eyebrow.

"Why? Because I just fucked you on your couch in your office at work?" Maura swallowed thickly, feeling another wave of arousal hit her. Jane was damn sexy when she talked like that. She found that out pretty quickly.

"That too. But also just because you're you." Jane smiled, nuzzling Maura's neck.

"Hmm. You do know that that sounded really cheesy right?" Maura laughed, relaxing back into the couch.

"Somehow I don't think you mind." Lifting her head, Jane grinned at the woman under her.

"Well, you are the genius in the room." She laughed, before a frown overtook her features. "But this couch is uncomfortable as hell. Next time we'll do it on your desk." Jane groaned as she got up, looking down at a completely disheveled Maura.

The Doctor got up as well, walking over to Jane. "Next time?" Jane's eyes shot up to Maura's eyes. There was no mistaking the arousal in them. And the fact that she looked like a woman on a mission. She swallowed, her mouth going dry.

Maura stepped closer, pressing her body flush against Jane's. She opened her mouth, but before she could say something a knock at the door interrupted them. Maura frowned, an annoyed sigh passing her lips. Walking over to the door, she was about to yank it open and give the person on the other side a piece of her mind, when Jane's voice stopped her in her tracks.

"Your panties Maur. You should put them on." Maura's eyes widened and she hastened to put them on, a blush adorning her cheeks.

Jane leaned back against the desk, slowly starting to calm down. There was a part that was sad about the interruption, but there was also a part of her that was relieved. As okay she was with pleasing Maura at work, having Maura do the same to her made her… uncomfortable? She wasn't sure exactly why she minded. The fact that anyone could hear her or notice something about her afterwards made her cringe slightly. Especially since she had to work with those people.

She wasn't ashamed to be with Maura, on the contrary, but that didn't mean everyone had to know about them. Or had to hear them. Sighing, she watched as Maura exchanged a brief conversation with Suzie, closing the door after she had left. Jane noticed she didn't lock it. Locking eyes with each other, there seemed to be an understanding between the two and Maura opened the blinds.

"You know." Jane started towards Maura, keeping enough distance in case anyone was watching. "I told you about taking you out on another date. Are you free tomorrow night?" There was one good thing about being reduced to desk duty. She had all nights off.

Maura turned to Jane after opening all the blinds. She shook her head at the Detective, a determined look in her eyes.

"No Jane." Jane's jaw dropped open and she did quite an impression of a fish. Maura had to try her hardest not to laugh at it.

"Wh-What! But I thought… everything was going so well… and I just…." Jane trailed off, pointing at the couch across the room. This time Maura let a small smile grace her features.

"I didn't mean no as in 'I don't have time to go on a date with you'. I meant no as in 'I remembered our conversation going a little different.'" When Jane merely raised an eyebrow, Maura elaborated. "I told you I was going to take you on a date didn't I?"

It took a minute for Jane to remember the conversation they had shared when they went on their first date. The picnic. Maura had looked so nervous when she had told her she wanted to take her out on the next date. Jane had completely forgotten about it. She blushed, smiling softly.

"I remember. Fine, so… you're taking me out?" Maura rolled her eyes, an annoyed look in her eyes. Jane wondered what she did wrong this time.

"That's not really a way to ask Jane. Besides, I'm the one who is supposed to ask you." The Detective huffed.

"I told you I'm not good at this!" Maura chuckled softly, reaching out to take Jane's hand.

"Are you free tomorrow night?" Jane narrowed her eyes at the Doctor.

"Now you're just using my words." Maura sighed dramatically. Jane got the point.

"All right all right! Yes, I am free tomorrow." The Doctor smiled happily.

"Great! I'll pick you up at seven. Wear something… nice." Jane looked down at the clothes she was wearing.

"This isn't nice?"

"These are your work clothes Jane."

"So! You wear dresses to work. I could say the same thing to you." Maura merely gave her a look, before going over to her desk to grab her things.

"Why can't it be easy to ask you to do something?" Jane grinned, cocking her head to one side.

"Because we Rizzoli's are all stubborn?" Maura blushed, remembering the words from when she had said them.

"Well, it's true. Just wear some nice jeans and a clean shirt Jane. You don't have to wear a dress." The Detective took a breath.

"Well, I guess I can live with that. But this shirt is clean!" Maura snickered as she walked past.

"There's a coffee stain just above your breast babe. It's been there all day judging from the look of it." Jane's eyes widened and she started pulling at her shirt, trying to find the offended spot.

"Motherfucker! I liked this shirt." Maura laughed, holding the door open for a sulking Jane.

"I might be able to get it out. Bring it to work with you tomorrow." Jane watched as the Doctor closed and locked the door before walking with her to the elevator.

"You just want to see me naked." Maura laughed shoving Jane playfully.

"I already have. Not that much to see there." Jane mocked a gasp, holding her hand over her heart.

"That hurt Maur. That really hurt." Maura rolled her eyes, turning to look at Jane.

"You're such a baby." Laughter rang through the morgue, turning several heads.