I'm slowly getting the hang of this fanfiction site and am enjoying all of the reviews immensely!

I have to note that I am somewhat of a Rizzles purist, hence the no wife or husband decision. It could've been an interesting storyline but I just couldn't do it!

Anyway, I'm pretty happy with how this is going.

As always, suggestions are welcome.

CHAPTER 5: Busted!

Jane made sure she arrived on time for Fundamentals of Forensic Science. She really didn't want to piss off Doctor Isles. Do I really have to call her that? I've seen her naked… I guess I should stick to the rules we established in her office yesterday afternoon. We certainly broke a few. She was lost in a haze of fantasy from her previous encounter with the doctor when she was interrupted by the sound of Maura's heels as she clicked her way into the classroom.

Wearing a tight, curve hugging red dress that stopped a few inches above her knees and a pair of taupe coloured 5 inch heels, the doctor smiled at her class. "Good morning, everyone. I'm in an extra good mood today seeing that it's Friday. So, I thought that I would give you all a copy of the assessment early, instead of Monday next week. You can get started on it over your weekend!" The enthusiasm in her voice was genuine. She really loved study and the opportunity she had to teach at the university.

That's not the only reason she's in an extra good mood. The cop had awoken this morning at the blonde's house, their naked bodies entwined around each other again. She had taken Maura up on the offer of a nightcap at her place the night before. They had grabbed some dinner at Jane's favourite hangout, The Dirty Robber, yesterday afternoon after a rigorous 'study' session in the professor's office. She looks so damn hot in that dress… and out of it. Shaking her scandalous thoughts away for what felt like the fiftieth time during that class already, she pulled out her notepad from her trusty Vans backpack and opened it ready to appear engaged.

Maura glanced her way a few times during the 2 hour lecture but her face was a mask of professional composure. "…and don't forget to take a look at your assessment paper over the weekend!" Most of the class had filtered out into the hallway by the time Jane realised their lesson was over. Oops, zoned out majorly for a good chunk of that last section. I hope she didn't notice. She quickly packed her pen and notepad away, ashamed at her pathetic half a page of notes for a two hour class.

"Miss Rizzoli, a word please." Oh no. She noticed. A couple of students smirked at Jane. They didn't particularly want to be in her shoes if she was going to be reprimanded for her lack of attention. Grabbing her bag off the floor, the cop slung it over a shoulder and moved to the front of the room. The professor finished putting away all of her papers into her briefcase, and as the last student left the room, she turned to Jane and raised an eyebrow in question. "Do I need to sit on your face to get your attention in the future?"

Jane gave a short, explosive laugh at the question then noticed the older woman had yet to lower her eyebrow. The student's face dropped the smile and she muttered a sincere but hushed apology.

"Did you say something?" Maura needed to hear it clearly.

Jane looked into hazel eyes, "I'm sorry. I'm having a hard time focussing."

Maura softened her tone, "Do we need to stop having sex? Is that the problem?" She was serious in her question.

"No! I mean… nah. I, uh, yeah that is kinda distracting but I can still focus on what you're sayin'. I've just, uh, been havin' the same problem with all of my classes. I, I really don't get the point of why I gotta be here and I know I should be heaps more grateful for the opportunity and blah blah blah, but I'm just not! My workmates are havin' to pick up my shifts. I got work to do. Surely doing my job well is what will get me to detective?!" There was no sarcasm in her tone, just frustration at her situation.

From this very raw revelation, Maura gained a little more insight into the soon-to-be detective's thinking. She has a great work ethic and a lot of integrity. "I think I understand what you're saying, Jane, but this time really will be a great benefit to you if you let it."

Raising skeptical eyebrow, Jane asked, "Yeah, how?"

Maura took a moment to take in the woman before her. She needed to understand how she learned best. She knew the cop was just as meticulous as she was, she seemed to be a great problem solver, and was very practical… and physical… She's also amazing in bed. Ummm, I don't think that is a very helpful train of thought right now. "I think you need to get some exposure on how the theory of Forensic Science fits with the practical side of it." She looked at Jane and saw the younger woman nod in agreement. "We are going to be doing some lab work in the last few weeks of the semester. I think that will help you a lot. The book I tried to loan you might be of some assistance too." Maura picked up the heavy text that she had shown Jane at her place and handed it to her.

"Uh, thanks." Jane put it into her backpack. "I'll be fine. I just hate missing out on the action at the station. Coming here for half days three days a week throws a messy kink into my schedule. I'll try and be more appreciative of your time." She winked at the blonde and put her backpack over her shoulder again. "Now my bag weighs a fuckin' ton."

Ignoring the whine, the doctor straightened up, grabbed her briefcase and textbooks from the desk and went to make her way out of the room. Looking over her shoulder, she asked, "My place later?"

Jane gave the professor a huge smile and followed her until they were just inside the doorway of the room, "Sure. I'll come over around 7. Gotta head into Headquarters and finish some paperwork first." Unable to stop herself, she leaned down and gave the older woman a quick but intense kiss. Her hands full, Maura moved her face forward as Jane pulled away and pressed their lips together again. Jane cupped Maura's face in her hands to hold her in place as they kissed, lips parted and tongues became involved.

"Ah hem." A voice cleared at the entry way to the room.

Letting go of the professor's face and stepping away from her abruptly, Jane turned slightly red from embarrassment. Panic began to wash over her as she looked at the intruder.

An older woman, possibly in her late 50s, stood with her arms folded staring at the two. She was impeccably dressed with her dark hair fashioned in a neat bun. After looking the cop up and down, she silently dismissed her and turned towards the other woman. "Hello darling" A British accent full of amusement addressed the doctor.

"Oh my God! Hello, mother! You startled me." Maura felt relief wash over her.

"Well, I assume you were startled because you aren't supposed to be using the university's time to be making out with one of your students." The older woman's voice held no malice or disdain. It was still full of mirth.

Maura gave her mother a curious look, "How did you know that Jane is my student?"

"You just finished class, dear. I only assumed but apparently I am correct."

"Yes, but Jane isn't an ordinary student. She's actually a…"

"Oh Maura, you don't need to justify yourself to me." Looking the brunette over again, "I'm not judging at all!" She finished with a short laugh and held her hand out to Jane, "Constance Isles" She introduced herself.

Jane, who had just been standing there quietly watching the interaction, was surprised by the woman's openness. Totally read that one wrong. She took her hand in a firm shake, "Uh, Jane Rizzoli."

"Italian? Your bone structure is exquisite."

"Pffft, ok. Thanks." Jane responded sarcastically, getting a little uncomfortable under the woman's scrutiny.

"My mother is an artist, Jane. It's her job to appraise fine artistry." Maura winked at Jane and smiled in total agreement with the older woman's assessment of Jane.

Jane blushed and took a step closer to Maura and the door, "I'll still, uh, see you tonight?" She asked softly.

The doctor responded by leaning in for a gentle kiss and a nod. Jane looked over her shoulder at Maura's mother and said, "It was good to meet you" as she made her way out of the room.

"She's beautiful, Maura, but… How old is she?!" Her mother exclaimed, slightly shocked at her daughter's actions. "She's quite gruff too. I bet she's wild in bed!" The older woman laughed.

Used to her mother's liberality, the blonde rolled her eyes and addressed the age question, "She's 25. Adrianne asked the same thing." Maura frowned. "Do I look vastly older than her or does she look younger than her age?!"

"Neither my love. I just thought, as a student, that she would be a lot younger than you?" Not really caring about the details, Constance changed the subject, "Are you still living with that harlot?!"

Laughing out loud at her mother's description of her housemate and best friend, she rolled her eyes and responded, "Yes mother, Adrianne is still my housemate AND best friend, and yes, still a harlot, as you term her."

The older woman rolled her eyes back at her daughter, not wanting to push the subject of the woman she despised above most others, she gestured towards the books in Maura's arms, "Why don't you take that back to your office and we can visit over lunch?"

The doctor gave her mother a grateful smile at the change in topic. "Ok, I'll meet you out the front of the Medical offices building in about 10 minutes" She said as she headed out into the hallway.

Probably only a chapter or two to go… I don't want to get too deep on my first venture into the fan fiction world!

Thanks for taking the time to read what I have so far and please keep the reviews coming :)