* I own nothing of Rizzoli and Isles I just have the privilege of playing with the characters for a while.

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Thirteen dead and over a hundred injured in the down town explosion. The ladies were at the scene a total of twenty four hours. They stayed until the last known body had been found... well pieces of it had been. Maura's work really had just begun and Jane had a mountain of paperwork to fill out with reports and family notifications to do. They walked into BPD at four pm looking totally drain and exhausted. They made their way over to the café to check on Angela.

"Stanley... have you seen ma?" Jane asked the old man.

"Yeah... short loud Italian woman. I've seen her."

"Don't start with me old man! Where is she?" Jane said in a do not mess with me tone.

"She went home around noon."

"You let her leave in this weather!"

"Hey I am not a baby sitter and the last time I looked she wasn't much older than you and you certainly don't need a babysitter do ya?"

"Why you..."

"Jane... let's just go and finish up what we have to and go home for a little while and check on her." Maura said before Jane killed the antagonizing old man.

"Yeah... your right. Meet me up at my desk in about two hours. I'm going to try and call her."

"Won't do any good." Stanley said laughing.

"I'm going to kill that man!" Jane said through clinched teeth.

"She left her cell phone here." He said leaving it on the counter and going into the back sensing he was at Jane's max of teasing. Maura went and picked up the phone.

"Jane you can try and call her on our home line."

"Okay... I'll try." She said as they went to the elevators with Maura going down and Jane going up.

When she got to her desk she sat and rubbed her face worried about Angela. She started to call home when she saw an envelope leaning against the phone with her name on it. She opened it knowing it was from her mother:

Jane,

I have gone home to get your house ready for Valentine's Day.

I know you will not have time to cook or prepare so I'll take care of that part for you.

Love ma...

P.S.

A Jimmy dropped off your roses for Maura and I'm taking them home with me

so you can still surprise her. And Jane as long as you have each other it doesn't

matter where you have your waltz.

"Damn... she got Jimmy to tell her about my surprise." She thought but at this point she was too tired to be angry. She would just be angry later she reasoned.

It took two hours but she got the initial report complete and in. She had just hit the send button when she heard the elevators open and the sound of glorious heals clicking down the hall towards her. "Was it really yesterday morning that I heard that sound?" She wondered to herself as she felt a kiss on her cheek.

"Hummm."

"You ready to go home."

"With you anytime." Jane said smiling. "Korsak... I'm gone."

"Okay... Jane and don't come in till noon and that's an order." He said looking at the woman like "I mean it."

"Korsak... that maybe the first order that I will obey." She said as they all laughed.

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What normally was just a thirty-minute drive took an hour and a half but they finally pulled up in the drive way of their home. "At least the power is on here." Jane said as she saw the living room light on.

"Good that means hot water for a nice long bath." Maura said smiling.

They fought the winds to get inside. Jane opened the door and yelled "Ma!" just as the lights went dark. "What the..."

But the room was bathed in the glow of candles and there was a fire in the fireplace. She saw the dozen roses sitting as a center piece on the table and smelt spaghetti sauce.

"Mmm... what smells..." Maura's speech was cut off as she saw the room.

The cd player came on and Frank Sinatra singing "It Had to Be You" came through the speakers. Jane took her coat off and took Maura's and hung it up coming back quickly, "Dance with me Maur."

"But you don't..." She started to say but stopped when Jane actually was holding a proper pose. She stepped into Jane's arms as they danced around the entry way. Romantic song after romantic song played as the couple got lost in their dance.

After the fourth song Jane looked at Maura, "I had planned to take you to Florida this weekend and sit on the beach during the day and dance the evening away then make love to you through the night."

"While that sounds like such a lovely idea... I think this is even more romantic because it's more us."

"Ma said you would say that." Jane smiled at the woman in her arms and leant in and kissed the lips that intoxicated her every time she touched them. She broke the kiss and dance when air was needed. "I got you roses to." She said and pointed to the table.

"How in the world did you get them delivered in this weather?" Maura asked in amazement.

"I'm not sure but ma brought them home for me so I could surprise you." She said as she heard her mother's words, "...turn on that Rizzoli charm and she will swear she is in some Italian city on a romantic vacation."

"Now you sit..." She said pulling out Maura's chair for her to sit in, "...and I will serve your wine and spaghetti my lady." She said as Maura smiled at her. They ate while playing footsie under the table and listening to the rest of Angela's romantic CD.

"How would you like that warm bath and a massage thrown in?" Jane asked smiling at her lady.

"That sounds wonderful but..."

"But what?" She asked wondering what was wrong.

"I would love another dance."

"A Valentine's waltz for you my lady... anytime." She said smiling as she stood up and extending her hand to her. They danced for an hour until they both couldn't stand any longer after the taxing day. They made it to the couch where they sat down.

"You know really this is a perfect Valentine's Day." Maura said as she curled up into Jane's side.

"Yeah... why?"

"This is how we got started. Sitting on each other's couch."

Jane smiled, "And now just look at us dancing and other stuff." She said nuzzling Maura's neck for a moment with both of them falling asleep on the other's shoulders from pure exhaustion being who they are.

Well it's a wrap. Why are you reading... go... waltz with the one you love even if it is just in your dreams. Happy V Day!