Chapter thirteen

''Jesus Jaz, say something!''

Jane felt suddenly self conscious, standing completely naked in the middle of the clearing. It was nothing Jasmine hadn't seen before, they had been lovers for more than nine months but she had just shifted from a black wolf to human and the woman in front of her was completely silent, hand clasped over her mouth.

''Jaz, please!'' Jane reached for her, planting two palms on her shoulders. That sure got a reaction out of her because Jasmine flinched, taking several steps back.

''Don't touch me! Don't you fucking touch me!'' She shouted, snapping out of the shocked state.

''Jaz!'' Jane tried to reason, opening her arms. ''Please, let's just talk about this!''

''Get back!'' Jasmine pointed an accusing finger towards her chest.''You're a fucking monster!''

''Jaz... I...'' Jane stuttered, her eyes watering. ''I'm...''

''I wanted to have kids with you! You're a fucking freak of nature!''

Jane had tried to keep an open mind considering Jasmine's reaction but that didn't mean it hurt any less. ''Jasmine, please...'' She tried one last time to reach for the other woman but the usually quiet and shy red-head shoved her back firmly.

''Get away from me!''

Jane stumbled back, more in surprise than the force of the push. She tripped and fell, landing on the cold ground with her hip. She didn't dare to get up and follow Jasmine, instead she felt helpless as she watched the woman she loved walk away. She knew if she tried to change her mind she was only going to terrify her even further and it hurt, it still hurt.

When she couldn't see her anymore Jane shifted. The wolf was heart broken also but she would blend in the forest better and she didn't have any of the human responsibilities. She just wanted to run deeper into the forest, where it belonged, and so it did.

She awoke from the sudden sound of glass breaking. She pushed herself up to her elbows and scented the air. She could hear only two heartbeats in the house, the small one normal, belonging to Danny, who judging by its rhythm was asleep and the other one belonging to an adult, which had to be Maura's. No danger.

Slowly, Jane got to her feet, her hand resting over the bandages under her shirt. She didn't bother to look herself in the mirror, rather she made her way down the stairs. The scent of alcohol immediately hit her and curiously she walked carefully into the kitchen. She found Maura leaning against the kitchen counter, wine glass in her hand. There was a half empty bottle of red wine next to her and another one on the flood, shattered in pieces.

The Doctor didn't seem very apologetic for dropping the bottle, rather she stood staring at it with mischief. She was wearing a very thin nightgown, which allowed for the light freckles on her chest to show.

''Look at what I've done...'' She giggled when she saw Jane walk in. ''I've made a mess.''

Look at that, Jane thought. The mighty doctor is drunk. She smiled at her, taking the bottle and putting the cork back in its place. ''I think you've had enough for today Doctor Isles, besides, it's still what, ten in the morning?''

''Shush Jane, I'm having fun!'' Maura scolded her. She moved closer, took a sip of the wine, draped her arm around Jane's neck and swayed her hips. ''Wanna have fun too?'' She brought her glass up to Jane's lips and the Detective took a reluctant sip.

She watched Maura's face, her face plain and free of make up, her freckles provocative and inviting, her lips painted in the deep red of the wine and Jane knew that the wine she had just drunk would be even better, had she tasted it from those lips.

Maura's swaying was contagious, the way her hips pressed against Jane's and the Detective found herself following the rhythm. She reached and tentatively touched the fading bruise on the Doctor's eye.

''I don't know how you do that to the person you love...'' She said thickly. ''I don't know how he ever dared to touch you without fearing he would... defile you.'' For the first time Jane felt desire radiating from the Doctor's body and it filled the room like a scent. She didn't have time to process that new piece of information, because Maura's lips were suddenly pressed against her own.

Her body reacted, her hands firmly lifting the Doctor, setting her down on the kitchen counter, leaning in as the kiss deepened. Maura's bare legs locked around her waist, pulling her closer than two bodies could possibly be. Jane had been right, that wine tasted indeed so much better, along with the scent of flowers that lingered on Maura's skin and the light aftertaste of sweet fruit. It was intoxicating, in a level that made heroine appear like a joke. She wasn't breathing and it was the last thing that worried her, in fear she would love even a split second of that kiss.

Then she finally caught herself and resting her hands on counter next to Maura's hips she pulled away from the kiss. Again Maura tried to capture her lips but Jane turned her head to the side and leaned in, planting a soft kiss on the Doctor's cheek. She looked into those green eyes apologetically. ''I can't.''

Without warning Maura buried herself in her chest, sobbing, all heat and desire gone from her body. Jane wrapped her arms around her, tension sizzling out of her as well. ''I'm sorry.'' She repeated, kissing the top of the doctor's head. ''I can't.''

She lifted her up effortlessly, and the weeping woman felt more like a child than the confident and sexual being she was a few minutes ago. She set her down on the sofa in the living room and brought a blanket from the other room to keep her warm.

''It's going to be alright.'' She offered, as Maura quieted, sleeplessness and alcohol overtaking her. ''I promise.''

The phone rung but the Doctor didn't seem to notice so Jane picked up and kept her voice low, not wanting to wake her up. ''Hello.''

''Hey, Jane, it's me.'' His voice was deep and comforting baritone she immediately recognised.

''Vince. Any news on Dennis?''

''That's why I'm calling. There seems to be a connection between the man who sold Dennis the weapon and the Master of the City. He's somehow mixed up in this.''

Jane was quiet for a few seconds before speaking. ''Hoyt.''

Tadah, appearance of the villain. Let me know what you think
LK