Hi! Ok so it had been ages. Sorry! Life etc... Anyway, 2nd nivel really isn't coming along so I may be writing more on here.

I have to give a shout out to Valerie-Val and Craziestfanlover for their gentle nudges.

It's a short update but better than nothing (I'm hoping).

Jane steps into Maura's house, the clip clop of Maura's ridiculously high heels echoing in the huge expanse of space. She sees her mother, brother and herself sitting on Maura's sofa. She smiles at the scene and feels her heart swell, knowing that she loves her family and Maura but, oh god, what if she loses them? What if they can't cope with her being gay. If that is indeed what she is. Her mind wanders momentarily as she considers what it is she feels for Maura and when the tightening and stirring between her legs hits her like a ton of bricks she realises that what she feels for Maura really isn't what one friend should feel for another. She is also dragged out of her reverie as she notices that in, well, her hand, Maura is clutching an ice pack to her nose and knows very well from experience what that means.

"Jeez Frankie, did you have to?"

The other three occupants of the room all stare incredulously towards the petite frame of the Doctor. Never have they heard Maura speak in this way.

"I'm sorry Maura, I didn't mean to, I expected Janie to move out the way, but it was like she wasn't paying attention."

"Hm. It's ok Frankie, I was just concerned for M, uh, Jane. Say, Frankie, could you take Joe for me for a couple of days?"

If Frankie sensed something was badly amiss, to his credit he didn't show it. Maura was not being herself. She was, if anything being so much like his big sister it was scary. Perhaps they were just spending far too much time together. Yeah, he was sure that is what it was.

"Uh, yeah, sure Maura."

Frankie looked towards his Ma and she just nodded. He left the room and collected Joe, deciding that perhaps he should give his sister a bit of space for a while.

Jane moved towards Maura and sat down next to her own body. She still could not get used to seeing herself through Maura's eyes. Something about her own appearance seemed softer, more womanly, less butch she supposed. She wondered if she in turn made Maura walk with a swagger she would have had caned out if her in all of those fancy French prep schools she attended.
She took her own hands into Maura's and absentmindedly rubbed the scars that punctuated her skin. It was funny, she always assumed that they would feel rough, hard; she always felt that it would be unattractive, but she saw now that Maura was right; they were part of her and showed her strength. Her will to live. The fact that she had overcome.

"Are you ok sweetie, here, let me look."

Jane raised her own face towards her and removed the ice pack, seeing sure enough that Frankie had broken her nose.

"Dammit Frankie, where is he? I'll kill him."

She went to stand, but was stopped by her mother.

"No Janie, I mean Maura. It was just an accident and has happened more times than I can even count. It was just one of those things. Now I think you two need to talk and to sort out this mess."

"Wait, ma, you know?"

Angela pulled both of her girls towards her into an awkward but welcome embrace.

"Jane Clementine Rizzoli, I am your mother and I would recognise you anywhere and while I don't understand what is going on, I want you to know that I love you, both of you. You are both my daughters and I hope that one day that will be made official."

"Ma!"

"What? I'm not getting any younger you know. I haven't been to a good wedding in years. Oh, and imagine the grandkids. You could both have one. Oh Janie, think of it, little Janes and Mauras."

Jane clasped Maura's hands to her ears.

"La la la, I can't hear you! Please stop!"

Angela chuckled and released the women, putting her arm around her daughter's shoulders.

"I mean it Maura, I have always thought of you as my daughter. And not just my landlady."

"Thank you Angela. I am thrilled to be accepted into your family."

"Anytime kiddo. Right, now I have to go and leave you to talk, or you know, whatever." Angela walked off with a wink.

"Oh god ma, no, please no."

The women watched as the two of them were left alone. Not understanding how Angela knew about the swap but also not being surprised either. Nothing got passed Angela, apparently not even how they felt about each other.
Jane looked into her own eyes.

"Are you ok? Does it hurt?"

"No, it was exhilarating. I didn't have siblings so it was nice to see what it would have been like."

"Good, well I am glad you are ok. Um, listen, Maur, we need to talk but I would really like to get cleaned up and into something more comfortable, if that's ok."

"Of course Jane, I know that outfit is particularly constrictive. I will do the same and then we can sit down and talk about things. I have just learned something wonderful and I would like to talk to you about it."

"Me too."

"Ok, good. Ok well, I'll see you in a bit."

Jane couldn't help the huge grin on her face as she walked towards the guest bedroom, it sounded like they were on the same page and while that made her pulse quicken and her breath catch in her throat, she wanted Maura Isles and hoped that she felt the same. Perhaps this body swap was the best thing that could have happened to them.

What do you think? Time to change the rating? Time to swap em back?