A/N: Here is the end of this one guys. It's short but I think everything is wrapped up nicely. Do let me know what you think! Thanks so much for all the encouragement on this one! I really appreciate it.

Narrowing her eyes, Jane gave the three men a sweeping look, making sure it encompassed them all. Oh hell yeah, this is going to be good. Jane sucked in a deep breath, savoring her victory because she knew it was coming. She knew things…heinous hilarious things about all of them, and while she wasn't all that put out by these events, Jane knew they needed to be taught a lesson. Her mind worked, deciding what fodder to release into the universe. Gossiping is bad, and they were definitely going to learn that today. After all, if they wanted to know they could have asked a long time ago. Jane scoffed at the reality that nothing was really going on then…not really.

"Is this what you guys do when I'm not around? Gossip about my love life or is it just me in general? Is there some another burning question that needs to be answered? Like do I prefer boxers to briefs?"

They all looked away, hanging their heads.

"She prefers boi shorts." Maura supplied in much the same voice she used to provide obscure, vaguely interesting information. It was brilliant.

Jane thinned her lips and bit at the bottom one, hard to keep from laughing. She didn't dare look in Maura's direction, knowing she would lose her shit. That's my girl! Hell, they hadn't even seen each other naked yet, but after all these years, even Jane knew that Maura preferred lacy…very lacy thongs.

They peeked at Jane briefly, but eyes scattered quickly.

Her gaze zeroed in on Korsak. As if feeling Jane's scrutiny, he looked upward. His eyes shined with apology and indignance, but his smile was tremulous. Jane had him right where she needed him. "I expected this out of these two." Jane waved her hand at Frost and Frankie. "They're like ten! You're almost a senior citizen for god's sake."

His face turned a blotchy red. "Now wait just a minute! I was dragged into this!"

Frost turned sharply in his direction, opening his mouth to speak, but at the last minute, he seemed to have thought better of it.

Jane made a sound in the back of her throat. "Look at that. All I had to do was push a little, and you're all turning against each other."

Korsak's face became a lovely shade of purple.

Oh my Jesus, this is good. "When Baker found that tube of Extendz under your desk, I could have handed you your ass. Can you imagine what the talk would've been? Instead of feeding into it, I told him some fucked up story about how it belonged to a perp who was diabetic."

Two sets of eyes swung Korsak's way. Then, back at Jane with confusion.

Korsak himself, Jane was sure, was going to pass out at any second.

Jane heard Maura clear her throat. This should be interesting. "It's a cream used to stimulate blood vessels in the penis to make it larger, hence the name."

Score! God, we're the perfect team. I love this woman. Fuck slow… fuck it hard. Jane had to hold her breath for a minute as mirth bubbled up in her chest. She was intent on keeping it there.

A sound escaped Korsak's mouth, but Jane wasn't sure how to describe it. It was good enough for now. She peered at Frost and Frankie who were sharing a moment of merriment between them, but trying to be inconspicuous about it. Jane sighed. Exactly like I said…ten years old.

"Get that smug as shit look off your face Barrold."

Barry Frost snapped to attention at the sound of his full first name. He eyed Jane warily.

Jane smiled, but she made sure it didn't reach her eyes. "When you first came to Homicide all shiny, new and toothy, do you know how hard I had work to keep the hazing to a minimum? Hell, Fairfield was going to start a rumor that you were that kid, Bud, from The Cosby Show all grown up and infiltrating us for some stupid ass movie role."

Frost's mouth fell open.

Frankie had the audacity to snicker, but Jane didn't even bother to admonish him. She was far from done.

Maura pulled on Jane's arm and peered up at her in confusion. Jane raised a brow, telling her without words that she would explain later, causing a brief smile to form on Maura's lips.

Frost rubbed a hand over his face. "Jane, look, I'm—"

"Somehow, I just know that you started all this. Let me guess? You were elected to "confront us?" Jane clawed at the air.

"No! You confront-"

"Rest assured, Barrold that I don't lose sleep at night wondering if you and my brother are a thing. You have been really close lately."

"Neither do I, but the two of you," Maura eyed Frankie and Frost, "would make complete sense. There's the identical sense of humor, mentality, and the interest in baser forms of pop culture." Maura added and smiled winningly.

Jane's lips pursed and translated. "She means comic books and super heroes." She was nearly vibrating with the need for laughter. It was only Maura's hand on her thigh, squeezing, that stopped her.

"Oh my God, Janie! There's nothing…I'm not even—" Frankie sputtered.

Jane held up a hand forestalling his tirade. "Don't even go there with me right now. You see this hand?" Jane pointed to the appendage. "You talk to it until it's your turn."

Eyes so like her own shot daggers in Jane's direction, but he did as he was told. She was, after all, his big sister. When Jane gave Frost her attention once more, his face was ashen.

Interesting. "I've protected both of you as my partners." Her voice lowered an octave. Shit, I sound scary. "Who's going to protect me from you two?"

Frost groaned, literally groaned and squirmed in his seat. He glanced at Jane, looking like he'd lost his puppy. It pulled at her heart strings… minutely.

"I'm sorry. I just…sorry." The guilt was written plainly in every line of his body.

Korsak sighed and nodded, indicating his apology without words.

Feeling done with him for the moment, Jane glared at Frankie. She had years…years of little tid bits and stories she could use…embarrassing, life changing things. His eyes met hers, and Jane knew at once that he could see it. Fear crept into his features.

Jane smiled, genuinely.

Frankie held up his hands. "Plea-se." His voice cracked.

Years…

"Janie?" Big brown eyes pleaded with her own. "I don't care what you two are doing as long as you're happy. I told them as much. You've got my support." Frankie glanced at his partners in crime. "All of our support…really.

The tension that the three men carried seemed to seep out of them like a slow leak. They peered at each other, nodded, then, gazed at Jane…Maura by default.

A ball of warmth formed in Jane's gut and exploded outward. These guys… She sucked in a breath, enjoying the feeling and tried hard to bite back a smile. She glanced down at Maura instead. Green eyes shined back at her swirling with every emotion Jane had always wanted to see reflected back at her. Jane was trapped, but the funny thing was that there was nowhere else she'd rather be. She slipped her arm around Maura's shoulders, pulling her close. Without thought, Jane brushed her lips against Maura's forehead before burying her face in fragrant blond hair.

Jane felt their eyes on her, on them but they were wary, full of emotion and indulgence. "Gotcha," she whispered.

Barry reared back in his seat and sighed loudly. He nodded but his admiration for her was clear. "Yeah, you did."

Jane's gaze wove around Maura to Korsak. He rolled his eyes and smiled. "That was good…damn good. You had me going there for a minute."

They all turned to Frankie who was busy wiping a sheen of sweat from his face with the back of his hand. He gave them all the once over before shrugging. "What?"

Jane chuckled. "I think we can answer your question now."

Green eyes twinkled at her, and Jane nodded in acquiescence.

"In regards to the sexual position you eluded to, no, that hasn't occurred…as of yet." Maura added to quantify. She grinned innocently, but Jane knew she was enjoying the discomfort that seized them. "As for the other question, yes, we've been dating for the past three weeks."

And there it was…the mooney eyes Jane was expecting. She sighed accepting it as inevitable.

"I knew it!" Barry and Frankie exclaimed at almost the same time.

"Well," Korsak snickered. "Obviously, I'm blind as hell."

Jane snorted then sobered. "So… you guys are really okay with this?"

"Hell, yes. If you asked me, it probably should have happened a long time ago," Frankie answered.

"I concur…completely," Maura added sarcastically.

The table exploded in laughter.

All was perfect at this moment in time and Jane was in awe of it. These were the most important relationships in her life, and she would do anything to keep them. Her eyes panned the table once more, and she couldn't help the smile that creased her face. "Now that I've gotten everybody to pee their pants, somebody get me a beer."

Barry Frost released a burp and leaned back in his chair. His heart had settled into a normal rhythm a long time ago but, it still jittered every few minutes until Jane and Maura finally left a few minutes before. He was happy for them…extremely, and he had learned his lesson…completely. Frost peered discreetly at Frankie then at Korsak. It was all a lesson learned, but he knew he had to save some kind of face with these two. "So…does it work?" He looked at Korsak and smiled sweetly.

Korsak's face was inscrutable. "Don't know, Bud. It wasn't mine."

Frankie snickered. "You don't even look anything like him! I think he's that dude on that cop show with the psychic."

Frost just stared. He really is adorable.

"What?" Frankie asked.

Frost pursed his lips. Let's not go there. "Not all black people look alike you know?"

"I know that! That's what I'm saying…"

Frost grinned and smacked him on the back. "So what kind of shit did she have on you?"

Frankie cringed. "Too much to even name. God, that woman could ruin me someday if she wanted to."

Korsak cackled. "Hell, I bet she knows crap that could ruin us all."

Frost joined in on the laughter. Wait. That shit isn't right. He sobered quickly. "Anyway, that didn't go as bad as I thought it would."

He was in no way prepared for Frankie's smack to the back of his head. "What? What did I say?"

Maura threw an arm up to cover her eyes. She groaned as she tried unsuccessfully to catch her breath. Her body tingled delightfully in places it never had before.

Jane's sudden laughter was breathless. "That's what scissoring is? And we could have been doing that years ago?"

Patience does pay off eventually. Maura smiled, and moved closer to the heat billowing from Jane's body. When their skin touched once more, Maura shuddered.

Jane moaned.

Maura straddled slim hips. "I went as slow as I possibly could." Her tone was dripping with innocence, but it was decidedly dirty.

Jane whimpered. "You're bad, but I'm sure hard and fast has its benefits." Hands slithered around Maura's waist.

"Let's see. Shall we?"