Maura walked into BPD just after 9am wearing her lemon yellow Jimmy Choos with a snug fitting dress with a subtle floral print. She had her hair loosely braided over her shoulder and her handbag hanging at her elbow. She felt ridiculously calm despite everyone's eyes on her. She looked over at Angela in the Division One café and smiled. She stepped into the elevator and whizzed down to the morgue.

She had been called to a crime scene just before she left the house and was somewhat downhearted to find that it wasn't Jane's case. The elevator doors dinged open and she saw Jane standing at the door to her office. She tried her very best not to run into the tall detective's arms, because it had been, after all, only a few hours since they had been together. "Hello, detective," she greeted as she waltzed past Jane to her office.

"Hello, Maura. Where were you this morning?" she asked as she closed the door behind her. "I came down to see you and you weren't here."

"To see me?"

"To make out with you," Jane confessed.

"I got called to a crime scene. I was just about to do the young man's autopsy right now," she explained, pulling out her scrubs and kicking off her shoes.

"Mind if I watch?"

"Jane, it's not your case."

"I meant watch you undress."

"Oh. Well, in that case, you can help...if you want," she suggested with a teasing smile. Jane quickly stepped up against the doctor's rear end, swaying from side to side as she pulled down the zip of her dress.

"I like your hair like this," Jane whispered into Maura's ear.

"I like yours when it's spread out across my pillow." Jane pressed a kiss just below Maura's ear as she slipped the dress off the blonde's shoulders. Maura sucked in a breath as the cool air of her air conditioned office touched her skin, but let it out slowly when Jane's breath warmed her up again, hitting the base of her neck and dancing across her shoulders.

Jane let the dress drop until it caught on the doctor's voluptuous hips, then slipped her hands down along Maura's waist, pushing them under the smooth material of the dress. She dug her fingertips into Maura's hips, the force of which eased the dress over and down the doctor's legs. Despite how intensely aroused she was becoming, she couldn't let Susie or another member of her staff (or anyone in Boston, really) see her dress wrinkled, so she swiftly bent over to pick it up, her ass bumping into Jane's front.

Jane bit her lip cheekily, wanting so very much to continue what she was doing, but she had work to do as did her gorgeous girlfriend. "I hate to leave you, babe, but I'd better go before you get too carried away."

"Me?!" Maura exclaimed, spinning around holding her scrub shirt to her chest. Seeing the twinkle in Jane's eye, she knew that she was being sarcastic and so gave a just as cheeky smile in return. "Fine, but I'm coming up to see you when I'm finished." Jane nodded; being oddly speechless at the present moment, and turned to leave. She blew the doctor a kiss as she closed the door and made her way back up to Korsak.

Jane slumped in her chair after refilling her coffee for the umpteenth time in the past 3 hours. Either she was too distracted by her interlude with the heavenly doctor earlier that morning, or this work was just so goddamn boring, but she needed a constant caffeine kick to keep her awake. She'd always loved the finding clues, putting them together, and the eventual catching of the bad guy, but when it came to the paperwork part of her job, Jane Rizzoli very much disliked being a detective. It was easy enough stuff, but it was so tedious and repetitive; evidence, clues, witnesses, everything that helped them solve the case had to be documented step by step, and boy was that boring.

"Why don't they just give us a camera to wear so everything is recorded instead?"

"'Cause you'd forget to take it off before you kissed Maura," Frankie mumbled from the other side of the room.

"I heard that," Jane grumbled back, trying with all her might not to laugh because it was true. It was just after noon and her 'finished' pile of folders was gradually getting taller than her 'hurry up and do these before Cavanaugh busts you back down to uniform' pile. The Lieutenant hated it immensely when detectives were late finishing their reports.

Sure, he hated doing them back when he was a detective, but now that he was head honcho, these things needed to get done on time. He had stepped out for lunch, with Angela Jane suspected, and Frankie had fallen asleep at his desk, a puddle of drool developing on an open folder. Jane had given him a shove, but when he hadn't moved, she'd taken a photo and moved on. Korsak had excused himself to the bathroom, and Jane was pretending to work, but was instead drawing little love hearts with 'J loves M' written across them on her note pad.

A sudden ding from the elevator woke her from her trance and she looked over to see Maura coming towards her, a big smile on her face. "I'm finished work, Jane. Do you want to go somewhere nice for lunch?"

"I'd love to, babe," Jane started, leaning back in her chair to stretch her sore muscles. "But Cavanaugh will kill me if I don't get these reports done. Sorry." Maura glanced over the detective's desk and smiled.

"Well, maybe you'd get more work done if you weren't scribbling on scrap pieces of paper like a lovesick teenager." Jane chuckled to herself and closed her notepad.

"Maybe."

"So, you really can't have lunch with me?"

"I'm sorry," Jane felt so angry at herself for not trying to finish these reports. She hated to see Maura disappointed like she was at that moment.

"Never mind, I'll have lunch and I'll bring you something when I'm finished."

"Okay. I love you."

"I love you, too, Jane," Maura replied as she bent down to give Jane a sweet kiss. She didn't even check to see if anyone was watching, for if she had, she would've noticed Korsak standing at the doorway, his mouth agape, but a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "See you later," she whispered as she wiped the evidence of their kiss from Jane's lips.

Jane watched, mesmerized, as Maura made her way to the elevator and stepped in, blowing a kiss before the doors shut. She took in a deep breath and closed her eyes, trying to figure out how something so beautifully amazing had happened to her.

"So, you two make a cute couple," Korsak stated as he sat himself back down. Jane sat up straight, startled. "If Frost were here, he'd owe me fifty bucks."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, Frost said you two would get together after 3 years; I said it would take more."

"You guys were betting on us?"

"We didn't have very successful love lives, so we had to take part in someone else's."

"What?" Jane asked with a burst of laughter.

"Well, anyone he ever seemed to like: no real spark, except for Nedda, but she came later. And anyone I ever... I never dated, so no spark. But we saw a definite spark between you and the doc, so we became sort of... fans of your budding relationship."

"You're a weird old man."

"It's true, but I would've won fifty dollars, so...meh."

Jane took a deep breath, trying to get her head around the sort of mini pool her two partners had created based on hers and Maura's relationship. It was funny, she had to admit. "Maura's gonna laugh so hard," she chuckled. Korsak chuckled as well, which turned into a laugh that woke Frankie up.

"What's I miss?"

"Nothing, baby brother. Go back to sleep."

"No, don't go back to sleep, Frankie," Cavanaugh ordered as he passed from the elevator to his office. Jane chuckled again to herself as Frankie wiped the drool form his mouth and desk.

"So, Vince... You're okay with this?"

"Absolutely. I'm very happy for you, Janie."

"Yeah, so am I."