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Jane sat in silence as the rain poured down outside. Yesterday she had finished up the report she had done on Hope Martin. She cleared her name.

She now found herself staring at the vile of blood that Hope gave to her, for testing.

Jane didn't want to test it, she wanted to use it.

Her own selfish reasons were bombarding her. She wanted to see what could happen. She knew she promised herself that she wouldn't fight the full moon phase…but the calling was too much.

Here was something that could help more werewolves stay human during the phase. She knew this could help a lot of her kind with transformation issues being first timers.

Jo sighed heavily and rolled onto her back while watching her master who was sitting idly by drinking a beer.

The storm was relaxing to her but for Jane it just went on and on. More thought crowed her brain. Where was Ian? Would she have to worry about him again? Why was Valmont wanting her to fight?

The challenge was over in her eyes. She hadn't touched her saber since she found blood on her father's foil which belonged to her brother.

No one had heard from Tommy since then. Jane knew what he was going through; she had felt the same way when Hoyt attacked her.

Weak.

Depressed.

Vulnerable.

It would be awhile before anyone ever heard from him. The clocked ticked and tocked and so did her thoughts.

There was so much information inside her. She had no idea what to make of any of it.

She remembered the look on Maura's face when she told her about her mom. Hope was a talented woman who loved her.

After the conversation with Dr. Martin, Jane spoke about her daughter.

I spoke calm and easily to her, I wanted her to know that her daughter is loved by all. Dr. Martin sniffed and wiped her eyes.

"I know she is, I don't wish her to know me, I would just ruin her life. I gave her up for a reason detective…she needed a better life."

She scanned her computer quickly ending the subject. "His name was Casey Jones…"

My phone nearly lands on the floor as a look of shock resides on my face.

Yes I knew him, yes we were good friends once…but when the war began I never seen him again, maybe that's why I couldn't recognize him in the morgue…he looked so different.

"He was in the army, he came back because he was shot in both legs. I treated him the best way possible. He asked for the serum and I gave it to him…"

"Why did he die though doc?"

She took in a deep breath then locked her eyes on me. "You need to watch yourself detective, Casey was spying on the Faulkner's…"

"Some sort of poison then…" She found herself laying on her back staring at the ceiling. Could Casey been poisoned?

She wondered how Casey came to know about Ian. Was some of the immigrants on the ship poisoned by the same thing as Casey?

Before she went onto another thought a quiet knock came at her door.

She smiled to herself, she knew that knock. Jane sat up slowly and walked to the door.

"Who is it?" She snickered.

Maura pounded on the door. "Jane quit playing games, I have greasy food for you and wine."

Jane quickly unlatched the lock and opened her door with eagerness in her eyes.

The smell of food quickly invaded her senses.

"I figured that the both of us would be busy trying to find out what killed your friend." She placed the food on the table while Jane got paper plates, napkins, and glasses.

It still felt weird to know that Casey was dead, after finding out more info on him, the whole B.P. department was sure that he had some dirt on Ian.

Korsak and Frost were already asking his former friends for information. Even Frankie was keeping tabs on the case.

She looked around the kitchen and located the vile and quickly pocketed it.

Maura, her girlfriend barely noticed the action

Girlfriend…the whole word was foreign to her.

It made her feel a bit nervous, not only was she keeping the vile a secret but also because she didn't know how to be a girlfriend. But she was pretty sure the first rule was to not lie to your partner.

Maura was a woman you showed the finer things in life. She was elegant, and tasteful, not like Jane.

She watched as the fur ball snuggled in close to the ME. They both were getting comfy with one another and Jane couldn't help but to feel a bit jealous of her on pet.

She placed down everything on her coffee table and moved Jo out of Maura's lap.

"This is my lap." The brunette laid her head on the blonde's lap and smirked as Jo began to growl lowly.

Muara couldn't help but to giggle.

"You two."

The rain continued on as both women went over more paperwork. Maura had dressed in simple clothing's that left her looking even more appealing in Jane's eyes.

Just a simple Red Socks Jersey that showed a little bit of breast and slim fitting jeans was enough to catch her attention. She stared at the face that was deep in thought. She watched her tap a pen against her lips as she pulled up samples on her laptop.

Maura was her Achilles heel.

"After he served his time in Afghanistan, Casey went to South Africa." She mumbled more to herself.

Maura nodded in agreement as she searched more sites.

"Did you find anything about poisons?"

"I have a hunch but." She eyed the brunette wearily as she rolled my eyes. "I can't guess."

"Just one guess please Maura."

She practically begged. The ME caved and turned around.

"Ok this may sound…irrational. But im going to run some tests on both Casey and the other bodies to see if they died the same way. I'm going to have to thoroughly examine the kidneys, bladder and liver. I want to know if they ingested Aconitum."

"Whoa doc your talking abou-"

"Wolves bane, yes." It was possible, could it have been that easy thought. Killing were animals by using wolves bane was insane.

The ME inhaled and turned around focusing on her screen. "I want to make sure this is the right poison." Jane just sat in awe with a slice of pizza in her mouth.

Maura would be a great detective, she smirked as she thought of Maura chasing perps.

She knew the blonde liberated herself early in life. Maura had become aware of her surroundings, and what she was.

Her parents paid her close attention until she was able to take care of herself.

She accepted the way things were and made the best out of what she had.

From private school to medical school Maura never let her vampire side hold her back.

Was it lonely growing up? Yes. Even with others that were just like her, the blonde felt lonely.

She knew people and had acquaintances but she had never had anyone stay in her life long enough to become more than that.

Ian was the only one and then times changed.

Then came Jane.

The daring detective that was wild and untamed.

Jane was a hurricane in her own way, from the age of five Jane's mother knew she wouldn't have the daughter she wanted.

She got more than she bargained for when it was revealed that Vega was a wolf.

Angela's mother would have had a stroke if she was still alive to know that her that her catholic daughter had fallen in love with a supernatural.

She was also very aware that Jane was more than just a hybrid, but gay as well. Jane would always fidget when a sweet girl would try to talk to her.

She'd turn beet red and run off.

Jane never grew out of that, she knew it was just her hormones going crazy.

The ME never knew the full effect that she had on her at times.

Or did she? Jane was caught staring at the ME's breast her face soon turned a darker shade of red.

Maura giggled and closed her laptop.

"Your pupils are dilated, you have this wild look in your eye… I think your body wants to release a good amount of endorphin's."

"Huh?" Jane eyed her warily as she continued to stare at her. Maura simply pulled off her shirt and moved to sit on the brunettes lap.

Both stared at each other not daring to lose the contact. "Release was the keyword Jane."

The pizza she had been engulfing in bites looked less interesting.

"What if the pizza gets cold?"

"I'll put it in the oven." Maura's eyes were already turning red as she pressed herself closer into the hybrid.

Jane only nodded as her eyes and hands stayed glued to the ample breasts before her.

"I want to thank you personally Jane…my mother…real mother contacted me. She said you spoke so highly of me." She kissed the skin behind her ear as she whispered.

Jane could tell what kind of shampoo the woman before her used this morning. Everything about her was intoxicating.

"She needed to know how smart, and caring," she trailed her hands to the soft hips. "And loving her daughter is."

Jane kissed the side of her neck, gently running her tongue over a pulse. Maura gazed down into those wolfish eyes and wished to be devoured.

Every part of her was on fire as the skilled detective touched her all over.

The brunette unfasten the top of the ME's pants and slid her hand past the underwear into warm wetness.

The words that spewed from Maura's mouth would make a sailor proud.

It had been awhile since they were ever this intimate. With the trial, and Ian's disappearance both women had found themselves arms deep in paperwork and just…work.

Jane needed space.

Maura needed sleep.

But now they both needed each other.

Jane picked the eager giggling doctor up around the waist and carried her into the bed room.

Jo happily trailed along until her master growled warning her not to follow.

"Jane really."

"I don't like being watched." She rolled her eyes and kicked the door shut.

They crashed onto the bed and began removing the rest of each other's clothing's.

Frost stretched out on the large sofa as he watched the latest sports recap. The smell of food floated all around the loft as a busy Italian bustled around the kitchen.

"I never knew you could cook."

"You never asked." He replied with a smirk, Frankie was indeed a good cook.

In fact he first wanted to become a chef, but his father wouldn't allow it. He would get upset when Frank Sr. caught him in an apron helping his mom with dinner, he would laugh at him and call him a girl.

When it came time to choose a career he was ready to go to culinary school, but Frank being the man he was would always put him down.

'You're my kid, you don't belong in a kitchen, that's for guys who aren't tough, and you're a tough guy right Frankie?'

Frankie shook the thought out of his head as he finished preparing the food.

"You like garlic toast?" Frankie spun on his heel and nearly was nose to nose with the hybrid.

"I just…wanted to help."

He grabbed the pan from the mitten covered hands and smiled.

"I love garlic toast."

He settled the pan down at the table as Frankie tried to hide his blush. Frost was awakened by Frankie earlier, he didn't want to be alone.

They both shared a passionate kiss and decided to dine in.

Frost didn't know what he had in his fridge, he, like Jane, ate on the run.

He thought it was cute that Frankie wanted to cook for them, Frankie never talked much about what he really wanted to be, he always shrugged it off thinking it was a waste of time.

Frost grabbed some plates, forks, and wine glasses.

Frankie placed down the salad bowl, which he knew he would have to force the hybrid to eat, and the bowl of spaghetti in the middle.

They both sat across from each other in silence except for the tv in the background. Both dug in after Frankie said a silent prayer to himself, Frost wasn't much on religion but respected his mate.

"You're an excellent cook." Frost whispered as he nearly devoured his whole meal in less than a minute.

Frankie continued to blush and smile. "You know, it's just my mom's recipe."

"I tasted your mom's spaghetti before Frankie, this is different." Frost sipped his wine slowly as he waited for Frankie to reply.

"Uhh."

"You can tell me Frankie."

"Ok…it's my own recipe…" Frost gave him a look that told him to go on.

"Fine. I want to be a chef, I love cooking. I want to cook every day."

Frost smirked. "I figured that much, you pay attention to detail every time we go out to eat, you even inspect your mothers cooking. I swear you're the next Gordon Ramsey."

"You really think- wait wait." He dropped his fork and pointed an accusing finger at him, "That's not fair."

"Frankie your dating a werewolf hybrid, get used to it." He scooped up another bite and winked.

"One of these days im gonna find out one of your secrets." He pouted.

"The fact is Frankie, I love that about you. I think if that's what you really want to do, go for it. You don't have to be the next Jane Rizzoli, that's not why I love you."

Frankie eyed him and took his hand in his own, causing them both to look at one another.

"You don't think it's too late?"

"Frankie you're a great cop, and soon you'll be a great detective, but your heart…your heart is with culinary. You even hum when you cook."

Frankie rolled his eyes and chuckled. "I forgot how good you are."

"I'm almost better than Jane."

"I think Maura would disagree with you."

She traced the lines of the brunette's abs with a finger as she laid by her side. She thought about how great Jane's secret birthday party was going to be.

Jane said she rarely did anything on her birthdays but hung out with friends and family. She wanted to change it up a bit, but was worried about how she would react.

The detective turned over and nuzzled the blonde. Maura loved that behind doors Jane was like a puppy, always wanting to cuddle and show affection.

She knew the hybrid had to protect her reputation.

Maura kissed the visible scars that where on her palms in which the hybrid sighed.

Jane opened one eye and smiled.

"Can't sleep." She asked sheepishly. Maura rolled her eyes at the knowing voice.

"Just because you gave me multiple orgasms doesn't mean I should be out cold."

Jane held up her hands, "I didn't say that."

"Yes but you implied it." She poked her in the stomach and jumped as a flash of lightning stuck.

Maura buried her head into the detective's chest as her heart rate sped up. As if that wasn't enough, a small whimpering sound came from the bed room's door.

Jane rolled her eyes and got up to let the fur ball inside.

Jo happily jumped in the bed and buried herself under the covers with the ME.

Maura snuggled with the terrier as the thunder boomed outside. The weather was changing dramatically this year.

Boston could go from warm weather one day to cold weather the next. It had a lot of hybrids grumpy and made them sick.

Jane went into the living room in all her glory to check the locks. She seen the pizza box on the table quickly put it in the oven after getting one slice.

She grabbed a water bottle and headed back towards the room.

The scene before her left her leaning against the door in awe. Maura rubbed Jo's fur as the terrier drifted off to sleep. It only took one day for Maura to become smitten with Jane's pet.

Maura never had a dog and was making up for lost time, she could picture herself with a family, a turtle and a dog now.

This is what Jane wanted for herself.

"She really likes you," Jane closed the door and moved slowly to get under the covers, careful not to disturb her fur ball.

Maura scooted closer to the middle as did Jane both said nothing but stared into each other's eyes. This is where they both wanted to be.