A/N: Welcome back and thank you. Apologies for the delay. It took me a bit to settle on what I wanted to cover. Hopefully you have enjoyed reading this work as much as I've enjoyed writing it. Without further delay:

"I thought the point of calling out from work was to avoid being in public like this until we are back to ourselves," Maura protested.

"What if the fix is as simple as redoing the whole night over?" Jane asked as she looked through Maura's closet. "And do you have anything that doesn't look like you're coming off a runway?"

Maura took an annoyed breath. "First off, I do not look like I am coming off a runway. I enjoy fashion and appreciate"

As Maura was speaking, Jane chimmined in, knowing what her friend was going to say. "The artistry."

"Precisely." Maura replied. "Secondly, why on Earth do you think that plan is viable?"

Finding something that didn't scream 'available,' Jane stepped out. "What's the harm in trying, Maur?"

"Jane? That is not what you're putting me in. That isn't even this season!" Maura protested, seeing the outfit.

"Technically, I'm putting 'me' in it and yes. It's the least flirty thing you had."

Maura thought quickly to counter her. "And if we run into anyone from the station? They'll think something is wrong because that outfit is very out of character for me."

She narrowed her eyes and sighed, resigning herself to the fact Maura was right. "Fine, fine. You go find something then." Jane flopped back on Maura's bed looking at the ceiling.

Maura went into her closet and found a lovely royal blue Valentino Garavani she had yet to wear and a favorite pair of black Gianvito Rossi's. She brought the ensemble over to Jane. "Here. And I'll find some simple accessories."

"I feel like a life-sized Barbie this."

"That's ridiculous, Jane. For one thing, her proportions are grossly out of line with not only normal, but healthy, guidelines for women. And secondly, she doesn't have nipples or an accurate set of genitals."

Jane shook her head. "Thanks, Maura. So, now I'll go find something in what you brought to put me in. If I am dressing you up that fancy, I don't think I'd look swell wearing jeans and a tee now."

"You'd look more than fine in anything, Jane. Or nude. You've got an amazing physique." Still, they both went over to what Maura had brought.

Jane shot a grin to her friend. "Been taking a close look, Maura?"

"It's only natural really. I have to know what I'm working with, don't I?"

"Sure, Maura. Sure," Jane smiled as she looked through the items. "There. That's a good suit. And that blouse. And my boots. You brought them," she smiled broadly.

"It's part of your character," Maura grinned. "I will go change. You start getting dressed."

"Why are we changing separately? That is my body. I've seen it naked millions of times now." Jane pointed out.

Maura nodded. "True, true. Fine, let's start." She began lifting the hem of her shirt and Jane quickly rushed over, locking the bedroom door.

"Never know when Ma's padding up the steps."

A blush broke across Jane's cheeks as Maura realized. "Right. Sorry." She kept removing Jane's things until she was down to the woman's bra and underwear.

Jane glanced over, looking at herself and smiled again before she began removing Maura's things. "I hadn't noticed before the cute little freckles on your shoulders. I mean I guess it stands to reason if you have freckles on your face and chest you'd have some on your shoulders."

"I don't wear a lot of shoulderless outfits so it's not unusual you didn't notice." Maura began buttoning up Jane's blouse as her friend was slipping into the dress.

"Can you help me?" Jane came over, turning so Maura could zip the dress up. "Thanks," she turned back and smiled.

Maura smiled. "No problem. Do you want me to fix my hair for you?"

"Could you?"

Maura nodded and they wandered into the bathroom. She quickly applied some product and used a roller brush. "All done."

Inside Jane was blissfully happy. She knew Maura was taking care of herself, but it still felt wonderful none the less. "Okay. Any make up? This is you, not me."

"Right!" Maura reached into the second drawer quickly finding some simple things. She finished with the lip paint.

Jane couldn't help but giggle as the brush went over Maura's lip.

"Hold still, Jane."

"It kind of tickles, Maura. You're the one that's ticklish to it, not me."

Maura thought for a moment. "It must be a result of someone else applying it because when I do that myself, I am not ticklish."

Jane shrugged as Maura finished up.

Maura held up a tissue folded in half. "Blot."

Jane leaned over and did as she was asked, kissing the tissue. "Okay. Are we ready now?"

"Unless you'd like something done to you?"

'I'd love for you to take me.' "Uh, I'm good. Or rather, you're good," Jane nodded.

Maura nodded and grabbed her purse, holding it out to Jane. "Don't forget that."

Jane chuckled and shook her head. "Of course not. And don't forget my wallet, badge and phone."

Maura smiled. "Of course not, Jane." She picked up the items from the night stand.

Completely set, both women finally set off for the door.

"Who drives?" Jane asked as Maura took Jane's set of keys to lock the door.

"Hand me m-your phone, Jane? And since we're going in m-your car, you'd drive."

Jane reached into Maura's bag and found the phone, handing it to her friend. After a few quick types and swifts of a finger, Maura handed it back. "Just setting the alarm."

Jane nodded and put it back, reaching for the keys. She clicked the 'unlock' button on the fob. "Can do." She got inside and buckled up.

In no time they were walking into the Robber. Jane could instantly feel eyes on her and she hated it. "Uh, maybe we should pretend to be together or something?"

"We are together, Ja-Maura."

Before Jane could explain what she'd meant, their server walked over. "Hey Jane, Dr. Isles," the younger woman smiled.

"Hey-llo, Mandy." Jane quickly but ungracefully recovered.

"Hey, Mandy. How's BCU going?" Maura asked.

Jane was shocked how well Maura pulled of doing her.

"It's going well, Jane. Thanks," she smiled. "Should I bring over your usual?"

As Jane, Maura nodded. "Sounds good. Thanks."

Jane gave a surprised look to her friend. "How did you do that?"

Maura looked back. "Do what, Maur?"

"Nail me down so well? You sound just like me."

The woman shrugged. "I've watched you for years. It's just coming out."

Jane gave a little smirk to her friend.

Before their drinks could arrive, a man wandered over flashing a repulsively bright smile. "Hello, ladies. I'm Jeremy Braddock. My friend and I were wondering if we could buy you two a drink and get to know you better?"

Maura's instincts were to let him down gently but that was her. She wasn't her. She was Jane. "Back off, pal. If we wanted guys, we'd have 'em."

Jane shot a surprised glance to Maura and thought she'd play along. "Now Jane, don't be rude," she smiled to Jeremy. "I'm sorry. My friend is a little...tense. A drink doesn't sound so bad, does it, Jane?"

Recalling many of Jane's antics, Maura flatly looked at the man. "I'm a BPD homicide detective and she," she pointed to Maura, "cuts up dead people. Sound sexy now, cowboy?"

The man made a slight face just at the detective part and when Jane added Maura's job, that sent him backing up.

"It's really not like that, Jane. You're making my job sound so civilian. I'm the Chief Medical Examiner for the Commonwealth of Massachusetts," Jane smiled.

"Uh, that's great. W-we're good," he still kept backing up as Maura had taken off the cuffs from the belt and waved them.

Jane turned her attention back, seeing herself waving the cuffs. "Oh stop that! I do not do that."

Before Maura could respond, Mandy came back with a wine for Maura and a Blue Moon for Jane.

"Actually Mandy? I'm feeling in a different mood this evening. Could you please bring me," she pointed to the beer. "And some chili fries sound amazing."

The waitress looked surprised but nodded. "Sure thing, Dr. Isles. I'll be right back."

When the woman was out of earshot, Maura scolded her friend. "Jane, no! Do not make me gain weight. That is not fair," she protested.

Jane chuckled. "Shh. There aren't any more calories in that beer than your wine. And a few fries won't kill you. Remember we got a little tipsy and did that necklace thing? I'm just not in the mood for wine to get tipsy on."

Maura sighed and waved her hand. "Fine, fine."

Mandy brought the drink over. "Those fries will be up shortly. Did either of you want anything else?"

"No thanks, Mandy. The fries will be good. But we'll flag you for refills," Maura as Jane smiled.

"Enjoy," the waitress smiled before going to attend to other tables.

Maura looked to her friend. "So, you're saying you brought the necklace? I certainly didn't."

"Of course, Jane. How else would it work?" As Maura, Jane smiled and took a long sip of the beer.

The women sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes, enjoying their drinks and thinking about life up to this point.

"No one would ever believe us," Jane finally said, breaking the silence. "They'd think we were crazy."

Maura nodded. "Well, if you weren't involved, wouldn't you think the claim pro-insane?" Maura quickly corrected her speech.

"I guess, yeah. Maybe life can be pretty crazy sometime." Jane raised a hand flagging Mandy over. "Do you need another?"

Maura lifted the bottle and realized it was empty. "Yes, please."

Without stopping to ask, Mandy went to the bar and grabbed two more chilled beers. "Here you go, ladies. Those fries should be about ready. Anything else I can get you in the meantime?"

"Thank you, Mandy," Jane as Maura stated, always remembering how polite her friend was. "I think we're good." She looked to Jane.

As Jane, Maura nodded. "Great, Mandy. Thanks."

They were still at the bar a few hours later, each woman happily with a slight buzz. It had taken Jane's body two beers more than Maura's to become intoxicated.

This time, two men walked over. "Hello. My name's Richard and this is my pal, Jack. We'd love to buy you lovely ladies a drink and-"

Before he could go on, feeling Jane's oats, Maura reached for the cuffs. "Whoa. Hold it Dick? Jackass? We're good. In fact, we're together, so butt out." Without warning, Maura pulled Jane to her and kissed her deeply.

Each woman essentially kissing herself yet kissing one another was an oddly rattling yet arousing moment.

"Uh...so-sorry," the man began to back off.

When they left, Jane looked stunned. "What the hell? I...I don't even know what to say to that."

"Too much?"

Jane shook her head. "No...no. Not at all. I just...didn't think you had it in you!"

Maura blushed lightly. "Generally I don't. But you do."

"I think we're both a little tipsy. Shall we try with the necklace?" Jane asked as she got it out of Maura's purse.

"Now or never, right?"

Jane handed the necklace to Maura, remembering she was the one holding it that night. "Now, remember what I said that night?"

Maura nodded, holding it. "Come on, Maur. Just try?"

"Jane, you've had too much to drink. That is not some magical amulet. It's someone's lost necklace."

Jane gave a grin. "It so could be. All we have to do is touch it at the same time and say, 'I wish I had your life.' Come on. It's worth a try. If it's not an amulet, there's nothing to be afraid of," she taunted.

"You are acting like a child, Jane." Maura huffed slightly.

"But you're touching it. So come on. On three. One...two...three. I wish I had your life."

As Maura, Jane mimicked the words back at the same time. "I guess we'll find out in the morning if it worked?"

Maura nodded handing Jane the necklace back. "For now, just put that away. Your body is starting to sober up. Let's head home?"

Jane nodded, reaching in and finding Maura's wallet.

"Just leave a hundred. That will cover the food and drinks and a good tip."

Jane wanted to protest but she knew it was Maura's little way of helping their waitress out without it being obvious. "Alright." She set the money down and they headed out.

A/N:I'm feeling there is one more final chapter here but let me know what you think? Reviews feed a writer's soul!