The usually calm and collective mind of Dr Maura Isles was, in that moment, absolute mush. It was a simple butterfly, simply drawn on her neck by Jane after a simple night of simple sex. Although it really wasn't simple... it was spectacular; and she hated her mind for wandering back to that thought instead of an answer for Angela.

"Maura... are you ok?"

"Ahh... ummm... yeah. Fine," Maura nodded awkwardly, her brows furrowing together, hoping that Jane would help her out. She hadn't even lied yet and she could feel the hives starting.

"Ma, would make us some coffee, please? I'm gonna help Maura wash her butterfly off." Jane's attempt to troubleshoot the situation wasn't helped with Maura's little whine at the thought of losing her butterfly. Angela tilted her head slightly, trying to understand her daughter and her "friend".

"No, I think I'll make some coffee after you tell me about the little butterfly," Angela countered, grinning at Jane's grumble. "Maura..." she began as she leaned over the counter to engage Maura in conversation. She tapped the counter, beckoning the nervous doctor over to her. Maura shuffled over despite Jane's continuous grumbles of "no...no!" and took a seat on the stool closest to Angela.

Maura cleared her throat as she settled herself, showing a smile that would hopefully fool Jane's medalling mother. "Yes?"

"Did Jane draw the butterfly?" Maura didn't answer, but her smile faltered slightly. Angela nodded to herself, obviously mentally ticking of the box in her head. "Were you... asleep still?"

"Ma," Jane warned.

"Ah, ah, ah," Angela waved her finger at her daughter, then turned back to Maura, showing an equally devious grin. " So, if you were still asleep, does that mean that Janie was here overnight?" Again, Maura's smile faltered as she swallowed hard. "Now, Maura."

"Mmmhmm?"

"I'm not going to ask the next question, because I don't want to embarrass you or risk Jane swatting me with the tea towel, but you do know the next question; don't you?"

"Mmmhmm," Maura muttered with another thick swallow. Angela tilted her head towards Maura, begging for her to continue. She was so heavily invested in her daughter's life that she had to know every little thing about it. Maura took a deep breath, but just as she opened her mouth to confess, Jane smacked her hand over it.

"Ma, it's none of your business, so just butt out, ok?"

"Oh, ok, Janie; but you do realise that, ah... you just gave the answer I was looking for," Angela finished as she spun around to leave.

"Oh, my God! Ok, Ma! Yes, Maura and I slept together," she admitted as the blonde leaned forward to rest her forehead against the kitchen counter. "And yes, I want to be her girlfriend and spend all of my time with her... doing things, but they are things that I don't have to tell you, 'cause it's not your love life. It's mine!" Angela smiled in satisfaction as Maura raised her head. "Maura's my love life, so you can just... go about your business," Jane stated as she waved her hands around dramatically.

"Aw, Jane," Maura said sweetly as she rubbed the brunette's forearm. "I love you."

"I love you too, Maur." She leant forward and placed a kiss on the doctor's nose.

"Oh, Janie!" Angela burst as she quickly made her way over to hug the stuffing out of her daughter.

"Ok, Ma," Jane wheezed as her entire torso was squished in her mother's arms.

"And Maura," Angela squealed as her arms encircled Maura as well, sufficiently winding her too. She planted a smacking kiss on each woman's cheek before practically skipping out the door, leaving them to themselves.

"Ah..."

"Did I just say all that?"

"I'm afraid so, Jane. But thank you, anyway."

"What for?" Jane asked as she sat on the other stool, leaning against the counter.

"For loving me." Jane turned to see Maura throwing a cheesy grin at her, which instantly made her break out in laughter.

"You're so lame, you know that?"

"Yeah... but you love me just the same."

"I think it makes me love you even more, actually," Jane whispered into Maura's ear as she stood up and wrapped an arm around her shoulders in a half-hug. Maura smiled as she felt Jane leave, hearing her head to the stairs.

"Jane?" she began, spinning on her stool.

"Yeah?"

Maura swallowed and looked at her hands, fidgeting. "Do you think Barry would have been happy for us? You know, because we're girlfriends?" she finished with a gentle smile, liking the sound of her and Jane dating.

Jane frowned a little as she thought, then moved to the back of the couch and leant against it. "I think he already knew. Just things that he'd say, or the way he'd smile to himself after you and I talked... I think he knew we'd... happen."

"Oh, is that what it is? A happening?"

"Yeah, well, more like an event. One of those events that are just..." she shook her head as she tried to think of a suitable enough word for how she felt about Maura. "Like a volcano erupting." Maura quirked her head trying to understand Jane's train of thought. "Ok... You could sit there and watch this amazing thing happen over and over on T.V, or read about it, and you know it's real, but you've never seen it, or rather, you've never experienced it, but when you do: wow! It's incredible, it's spectacular, it's...it...i... It's wow!"

"Aw, well I think you're wow, too, Jane." She pushed off of her stool and waltzed over to the tall detective who was now chuckling despite herself. She opened her arms and slipped into Jane's embrace, breathing in her warm lavender smell. "Jane, I don't have to get rid of the butterfly just yet, do I?"

"Of course not, Maur. Besides, we don't have to go anywhere today, so if you like, I can draw some other animals on you as well." Maura pulled back to smile cheekily at Jane.

"I like that idea, as long as I can draw some on you, too."

"Whatever the doctor orders."

"Well, Jane, you know I wouldn't actually presc-"

"I know, Maura. It was a joke."

"Oh...well, let's have some breakfast first."

"Sounds good."

Jane flicked through the channels on Maura's flat screen T.V as Maura knelt down in the kitchen to feed Bass. Jane dropped the remote in her lap when she found a channel showing the same Looney Tune re-runs that she was watching a few days ago. She draped her arm over the back of the couch for Maura to settle into when she came back over.

"Shouldn't you go home to feed Jo Friday?" Maura asked as she relaxed into Jane's hold.

"Ma texted and said she'd pop over and pick her up, so I can feed her when she gets back."

"That's fine then."

Maura giggled to herself as she enjoyed the antics of the cartoons on the screen, often praising Bugs Bunny for eating carrots.

"Maura, he's a rabbit. Of course he eats carrots." The blonde shrugged as she snuggled back into the detective, enjoying her day off, and also noting that she could very well be blissfully happy to do this with Jane every weekend for the rest of her life.

The two watched the cartoons for the next 20 minutes until Angela came in, with eyes closed, much to the amusement of Maura, with Jo Friday. Jo skittered over to Jane and bounded up onto her lap before dashing into the kitchen for her breakfast. Angela smiled at the happy environment of the house before exiting, leaving the two girls to spend their day as they wished.