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The scene has shifted to Jane's apartment. She is pulling out beers from the fridge while Maura opens a bottle of her beloved French wine with the name Jane can't even pronounce. Frost, who has taken over the camera, is filming them in the kitchen.

"Hey Jane, you have something to eat? I'm starving already…" Frost's voice booms from behind the camera.

Maura starts laughing. Frost holds the camera on Maura, Jane is looking at her too.

"What's so funny?" Jane asks.

"Oh, it's just clear that Frost hasn't spent much time here. You see, Jane has never anything to eat in this place, unless you count olives as a meal."

Jane tries to protest with a loud sigh before Frankie and Tommy agree with Maura.

"So, in other words… I have to order take-out" Frost asks.

"Yes, that would certainly be the best solution. Unless you happen to like olives?"

Maura is actually serious, and Frost laughs.

"Nah, I think I'll pass. So she doesn't have anything in her fridge?"

"You want to see what's in her fridge?"

Maura smiles as Frost nods. They walk over to the fridge, and Maura pushes Jane out of their way.

"Please, pretend I'm not here, help yourselves" Jane says sarcastically.

She grabs a few bottles of beer and walks out of the kitchen. Frost is inspecting the fridge with the camera and Maura.

"Well, she always has beer. Always" Maura starts.

"And this ketchup bottle. Expired ketchup that is. Olives as I suspected. Cheese, wow. That is rather impressive!"

She reaches out for the cheese on the bottom shelf.

"Oh, never mind. Moldy cheese. Moving on. Some orange juice and butter. And that's it."

"Damn" Frost mumbles.

"No wonder she always eats at the station."

"Or at my place" Maura sighs.

Frost laughs as he heads back to the rest of us. He sinks down on the couch next to Frankie and focuses the camera on Jane.

"So, pizza?" she asks, with the phone ready in her hand.

"Yes!" the boys reply and start throwing out the ingredients they want.

Jane dials her favorite pizza place while Tommy starts looking through her music collection. As she hangs up the phone, Maura comes from the kitchen with her wine and sits down on the couch next to Frankie. With all of the proper seating occupied, Jane kneels on the floor across the table from the group. Having finished setting up the music, Tommy then walks over to Jane to join her on the floor. Suddenly Jane jumps up.

"Hey, Maura!"

She reaches over and grabs her hand, pulling Maura up from the couch.

"Why don't we leave the couch to the guys, and you sit down here with me."

Maura looks rather puzzled while Jane almost drags her over the table.

"Why? The floor is not very comfortable."

"I know, but it'll be fun. We never sit on the floor. Come on!"

She reluctantly does as she is told. Tommy makes way for her, gives up his floor seat with a pleased smile, and finds his place on the couch

Pause

"You were very protective of me last night" Maura smiles and turns to Jane.

"Yeah, well… let's just say that it was possible to look up your dress from where I was sitting. I didn't want anyone else to see, especially not Tommy!"

Maura gasps, which causes Jane to laugh.

"You saw?!"

"No! I didn't see. I just…noticed it was possible."

Jane can't hold back a chuckle at the disbelief in Maura's eyes.

"Come on, who would you rather have looking up your dress, me or Tommy?"

Maura finally closes her mouth and sighs.

"I see what you mean."

Play

Two pizza boxes take up all the space on the table. One is empty and is now serving as a coaster for a bottle of tequila and two bottles of beer. Maura is the center of attention as she's emptying her shot in a careful, but convincing way. Judging by the view, Tommy is filming, and they all cheer when Maura sets down the glass. She coughs a little as she looks at Jane.

"You said I would like it!" she complains.

"You will! After the third one, it goes down a lot more smoother" Jane replies with a grin.

Frankie refills their glasses while Maura gives Jane a suspicious look. She obviously doesn't believe her friend.

Pause

"No wonder I can't remember! You made me shoot tequila."

Maura turns to Jane like she's accusing her for the hangover and the void where her memory should've been. Jane smirks, pleased with herself.

"Yeah, I did! And judging by the pile of your stinky clothes I found in my bedroom, I think you shot a few too many!"

"I did not!" Maura argues, but with a smile.

"How would you know? You didn't even remember the tequila!" Jane teases.

Maura laughs and doesn't even bother to turn the teasing back on Jane, who didn't remember anything either.

"True. But I'm fairly certain I did not drench myself in tequila last night" Maura states.

"I'm not so sure, doctor Isles. I think you did. Maybe not tequila, but at least whisky" Jane smiles and reaches for the play button again.

"But let's find out. If I'm lucky, the camera was rolling when you poured the whole bottle over yourself…"

Maura sighs at the overly confident detective.

Play

"Hey Doc, if I ask you something, will you answer truthfully?" Frost asks.

Everyone turn to him and Maura smiles.

"Really, detective, have you just met me?"

Frost blushes, happy it doesn't show, while they all laugh.

"But yes, I will most likely answer you."

Frost clears his throat and sits up, leaning his elbows on his knees.

"Have you ever been with a woman? Like, in bed?"

Jane's jaw drops at his question, but it quickly turns into a smile.

"Frost! Why- no wait, I actually want to know the answer as well!"

Maura becomes the center of attention again, and the boys shout out words of encouragement. She looks a bit flustered and it's easy to predict her answer.

"Yes, I have. A long time ago" she says while studying the table.

"Nice!" Tommy chuckles.

"Wow, how come I didn't know that?" Jane asks.

Tommy zooms in on them as Maura looks at Jane, and there's a few seconds of silence in the room.

"I don't know… You never asked?"

Jane bursts out laughing.

"So, when was this?" Frost pushes on.

"Years ago. When I was in med school."

They wait for Maura to elaborate, but nothing. Jane casually pushes a shot closer to her.

"Come on, tell us the story. This is huge!"

Maura takes a deep breath and looks at the faces around her. They're all friends, there's no reason to be nervous.

"It's not that big of a deal. It was just a casual fling. Mostly because we both needed the release."

Jane giggles at the chosen words.

"Really? Release? Wow, okay, so who was it? A high-ranked doctor, an attending physician, a resident? Please don't say the coroner!"

The boys laugh while Maura gasps.

"What? No!"

She slaps the arm next to her.

"I wouldn't sleep with a doctor! I was an intern. That would be totally unprofessional."

"Easy tiger!" Jane laughs and places a hand on Maura's arm to calm her down.

"But wow, that's… something new. So it was a fellow intern?"

"Yes, it was. Her name was Sarah" Maura reveals while she spins her glass on the table.

All eyes are on her, but she stays silent. Jane carefully leans a little closer, like she's approaching a wild animal. She reaches for her own shot, and looks at Maura.

"So… who started it?"

"Sarah" Maura replies quickly.

"And… how?" Jane pushes on.

Maura spins her glass a few rounds before she firmly picks it up and empties the glass.

"In the library. We were studying, and complaining about the lack of life outside the hospital."

She sets down the glass and turns to Jane.

"And I said I had thought about finding a lover, because a relationship was out of the question. Then she kissed me. Do you need further explanation and description?"

It's said with a teasing smirk, and the boys laugh while Jane backs off.

"No, no, no… No need… I think I know how it went."

Tommy whistles behind the camera, and Jane turns to him. She shakes her head and picks up her own shot.

"Oh grow up…"

Pause

Jane is the one with the widest smile as they look at each other.

"Wow, Dr. Isles. You snap your fingers and boom, you have what you want?"

Maura shakes her head.

"Hardly… Can we move on? I'm feeling nauseous just by looking at that tequila…"

Jane laughs, but nods in sympathy and plays the next file.

Play

The music is loud, and the camera is focused on the two people in the kitchen. Frost and Maura talk and laugh, but it's impossible to hear anything. The camera zooms in on Maura, leaving Frost out of the picture. She seems to be in the middle of a long speech, and her right hand points into the air now and then, while the left holds her glass of wine. She smiles and nods while listening to whatever Frost is saying, and the camera zooms in even more. It focuses on her eyes, slowly zooming in closer until they fill the whole screen. Seconds go by before the camera zooms out again, but not far enough to include Frost. As on cue, Maura turns to the camera and smiles. After she turns back to Frost, the camera zooms in again, this time on her smile.

Pause

Maura hits the button and turns to Jane.

"Who is filming this?"

"How should I know? But something tells me it's one of the Rizzolis…"

"Probably the one I have my eyes on…" Maura responds, making quotation marks in the air.

Jane laughs and tilts her head.

"Wow, Dr. Isles, you must be hung over, cause that was sarcasm!"

Maura smiles and nods while reaching for the cup of coffee on her table. She takes a sip, trying to calm down her stomach.

"Well, I kinda hope it was Tommy" Jane says after her laughter dies.

Maura is surprised and looks at Jane with a confused expression.

"Why? You weren't exactly happy when he tried to kiss me…"

Jane smiles.

"I know. But I don't really think I can handle both my brothers crushing on you."

Maura giggles at the slightly frustrated sigh that ends the sentence.

"I don't really think you have anything to worry about. I wouldn't act on any hypothetical feelings towards any of your brothers anyway."

"I'm glad you said hypothetical…."

Jane raises an eyebrow at her friend with a smile before she plays the next file on the camera.

Play

"Jane!"

Frankie is yelling from the kitchen where he and Tommy are looking through the cabinets while Frost is filming. Music is still playing, but lower this time. Jane and Maura are nowhere to be seen. Frankie mumbles something when there's no answer.

"Jane!" he yells again.

Still nothing, and even Tommy stops his search. They look at each other and Frankie shakes his head.

"Help me out?" he asks and Tommy nods.

"JANE!" they both yell, and Frost snickers behind the camera.

After a few seconds they hear a grumpy voice which seems to come from the bedroom.

"What?!"

Jane slowly walks out to the living room and to the kitchen. She doesn't notice the raised eyebrows and smirks on her brothers' faces.

"We need more tequila!" Tommy explains.

Jane sighs and goes over to one of the cabinets and pulls out a full bottle to the boys' joy. Before anyone of them can speak, they all turn around. Frost spins around with the camera and catches Maura coming from the bedroom area as well. She takes a deep breath and heads for the table where her bottle of wine is waiting for her.

"Who's ready for more?" Frankie grins and takes the bottle from Jane's hand.

"I'm in!"

Tommy races to the living room and jumps over the couch. Frost is focusing on Jane, and she looks at him.

"What?" she asks.

"Nothing. You having fun?"

The smile on Frost's face is easy to hear in his voice.

"Yeah. You?"

"Oh yeah! You gonna take a shot with me?"

Jane furrows her brows. She takes a step closer to him before she lifts her chin and tilts her head.

"Why? What are you planning?" she asks suspiciously.

"Nothing! Just wanting to have fun. And I know how you get after a certain amount of shots…"

Jane laughs before she playfully punches him in the stomach.

"You really did make room for more, huh?"

She winks at the camera before she joins the other three.

A fast and steady beat fills the whole apartment along with the characteristic synth from the 80's. They're all in the middle of Jane's living room floor and dancing. Frost is still controlling the camera and quickly finds some action. Frankie has turned to Maura and they are now dancing together. She's swaying her hips along with the rhythm, and Frankie starts inching closer and closer. Maura lays her hands on his shoulders, pulling him closer. No more than a split second after Frankie's hands find Maura's swaying hips, they're interrupted by Jane. She's almost up in their faces and she glares at Frankie while jabbing a thumb against the writing on Maura's chest. He smiles slyly.

"What? You're not the only detective Rizzoli anymore…"

Jane rolls her eyes and Maura laughs.

"Jerk" Jane responds.

Frankie grins back at her before Maura lets go of him and turns to Jane instead. She reaches for Jane's hips and gently forces the detective to dance with her. A smug smile spreads across Jane's face and she winks at Frankie who is left on the outside. Maura moves closer to Jane's ear and whispers something that only Jane can hear. The smug smile turns into a wide smile instead.

Pause

They both reach for the pause-button and look at each other. Mouths open at the same time.

"Why were you so protective last night?"

"Still nothing you want to tell me?"

They laugh before they turn serious again. Jane leans back and sighs.

"Can we blame everything on the tequila?"

"Probably" Maura replies.

"But why were you so protective? It was just Frankie. Not a random man in a bar."

"Better safe than sorry. Tommy wasn't a random guy either…" Jane shrugs.

Maura has to admit to herself that Jane has a good point, but refuses to let her know. She's hung over and slightly anxious about what's left on the camera, she doesn't need a cocky detective right now.

Play

"Having a good night, bro?"

Frost is up close and talking to Frankie. The camera shakes slightly.

"Yeah! Couldn't be better!"

Frost disappears from the picture as Frankie zooms in on Jane alone in the kitchen. He makes his way over to her.

"Hey sis, thanks for the party. You're the best sister ever!"

Jane scoffs and smiles.

"You don't have any other sister to compare me with…"

Frankie laughs and accepts the beer Jane offers. They clink their bottles and take a sip.

"That might be true, but you're still the best. I've had a really great time tonight. So thank you."

His voice softens, and Jane smiles until her dimples threaten to burst.

"That's good. Me too."

"Yeah? Care to explain what's going on with you and Maura?"

"What? Nothing's going on."

"Come on" Frankie laughs and points the camera towards Maura and zooms in on the writing on her chest.

"You've pretty much marked your territory. Something's up!"

He turns back to Jane who shrugs her shoulders.

"No, I just didn't like that guy, gave me a bad feeling."

"What about me? You don't like me either?" Frankie shoots back.

"That's different, neither you nor Tommy are allowed to date Maura."

It's evident that Frankie is enjoying teasing his sister.

"Why not, cause you want her for yourself?"

"What? No! Wait, do you want to date her?!"

Frankie laughs so hard from the surprise on Jane's face that the camera shakes uncontrollably.

"I didn't say that. But come on, you got all jealous just because I danced with her!"

"I wasn't jealous, I was protective. You're my brother, she's my best friend, you're not allowed to go all dirty dancing on each other."

"But you are allowed?"

"I don't dirty dance" Jane snickers.

"Right… and what you two have been doing all night is just normal for two best friends?"

Jane pushes herself from the counter and is suddenly up in his face.

"You sure you wanna go there? I will punch you even though it's your birthday."

Camera is turned off.

Pause

"You threatened to punch your brother?!" Maura exclaims and turns to Jane.

"That wasn't a threat. It was a statement."

Maura tilts her head and frowns at Jane, but the detective ignores it. She studies her hands, knuckles in particular.

"And I didn't punch him, cause my hands are totally fine" she says like it's no big deal.

"Why would you punch him in the first place? He didn't do anything wrong."

Jane sighs and seems unwilling to answer. She sinks into the couch and stretches out her feet. Maura takes a sip of her coffee while she waits. When Jane shows no intention of answering, Maura reaches for the camera.

"Was it something he said? Maybe I didn't understand…"

She knows she's being cruel by rewinding, but it's her only idea. Jane immediately grabs her arm and removes it from the camera.

"Fine!" she mumbles and surrenders.

"I'm just so fed up with all the jokes about us. I'm tired of them teasing and telling me what kind of friendship we have. Yeah, I know you and I say we don't like hugs, but still we hug a lot and even dance like….that…"

She points to the camera and takes a deep breath.

"But just because we are comfortable with each other and I can relax around you and stuff… why do they always have to joke about it? Why can't two people be close without others trying to twist the truth all the time?"

Jane stares at the table and exhales slowly.

"Jane… they are jealous. Enjoy it" Maura smiles.

Play

The camera is on, but the images become jumbled and chaotic as Frost loses his grip on it. With a few curses and acrobatic moves, he manages to rescue it before it hits the floor. He fumbles to get it straight and pointed at his object. Jane is sitting on the counter in the kitchen. Her head rests against the cabinets behind her, and her bottle of beer is half empty beside her.

"Hey girl… you okay?" Frost asks and walks into the kitchen.

"Yeah…" Jane smiles, her eyes half closed.

"You drunk?"

Laughter.

"Yeah…"

"Me too."

Frost grabs a chair and sits down in front of Jane just as Maura comes over to them.

"Jaane!" she pouts, and Frost snickers behind the camera.

"Can I borrow some clothes? Tommy spilled his whisky all over my dress!"

Jane just smiles lazily and nods.

"Can you unzip me?" Maura asks and smiles.

She turns her back to Jane but looks over her shoulder. Jane nods and slowly reaches over to the zipper.

"Thanks" Maura smiles and heads for the bedroom, one hand clutching her dress to keep it from falling.

Jane stares at Maura as she leaves, and smiles. Frost turns the camera on Maura until she's out of sight, then back at Jane. She's still smiling. Frost waits until Jane finally turns to him with a sigh.

"Remind me to kick Tommy's ass tomorrow…"

He laughs and promises to remind her. A new round of silence and it looks like Jane is about to fall asleep. Frost clears his throat.

"You love her, don't you?"

Jane breathes in loudly and opens her eyes.

"What?" she asks bluntly.

"Maura. You love her."

"Of course I love her. She's my best friend."

"I know. But you love her more than that… Right?"

Jane stares into the camera for a long time and finally smiles.

"Yeah… I do. I mean… she's… she's MY Maura."

She turns her attention to the living room and the corner where Maura disappeared, her naked back on display to all. Jane leans her head back and sighs.

"She's your Maura, huh?"

She looks at Frost, and suddenly she freezes. There's a scared look on her face.

"That did not just happen…" she mumbles before jumping down from the counter.

She takes off, almost runs from the kitchen and to her bedroom. Frost stays put a few seconds before he puts down the camera on the counter.

"Oh man…"

He sighs and goes after Jane.

Pause

She regrets pausing the tape right away, but it's too late. She's even on her feet and walking away from the couch already. Jane knows this is definitely not the right way to keep her cool, but she's panicking. Maybe watching the tape was a bad idea after all. She's wondering if she can blame everything on the alcohol, but in her head she can already hear Maura's speech on alcohol and chemicals and reactions and all kinds of science, and ending up with the same conclusion as always; people tend to be more honest while drinking. She's already past the kitchen and heading for the front door when Maura speaks.

"Jane. Where are you going?"

"I…"

She stops, but doesn't dare to turn around.

"I think I'm gonna go home. I'm not feeling too good. Can I borrow your car?"

"What? No, you're not driving!"

She can hear Maura's footsteps behind her.

"Did you know that it takes two hours for just one bottle of beer to leave your system? And almost just as long for one single shot? I counted at least three shots on that video, and you did the last one way past midnight, which means you should not drive for at least two or three more hours-"

"Fine!" Jane interrupts angrily.

"I won't drive. Can I at least walk, or am I a danger to other pedestrians while walking under the influence?"

Maura shakes her head out of frustration.

"You are more of a danger when you are angry than drunk…"

Jane spins around, but avoids eye-contact while groaning.

"Maura! Don't…"

She pushes Maura out of the way and walks back to the living room, but has no idea what to do.

"Why do you suddenly want to leave?" Maura asks from the hall.

"I'm just… tired. And hung over…"

"And you would rather go home to your messy apartment than stay here?"

Maura smiles. She knows she's making Jane frustrated, but she doesn't care.

"That's not what I said… I just want to go home… and sleep… for a few weeks…"

"In your bed that is currently being occupied by your partner and your two brothers?"

Maura walks over to the kitchen, and keeps an eye on Jane.

"Oh crap… I forgot about them" Jane pouts.

She still hasn't made eye-contact with Maura. Instead she's studying the floor and her own hands.

"Let's just watch the rest of the tape and relax. You can sleep here" Maura suggests and grabs a bottle of water from the fridge.

She walks back to the couch, pausing to softly stroke Jane's arm before taking a seat. Jane remains standing behind the couch, and silence falls over them both. Maura checks the camera to see how many files left are left while she waits patiently for Jane to rejoin her. Jane finally turns in the direction of Maura's guest room.

"Why don't you watch it? And I'll sleep. Then you can tell me all about it later, okay?"

She starts to walk away when Maura clears her throat.

"Jane. Sit your butt down! We are watching the rest of this, together."

The footsteps stop, followed by a loud sigh. Maura waits, but there are no sounds to indicate that Jane is moving anywhere.

"Or would you rather discuss what we just saw from last night?"

Maura counts the seconds, one, two, three, four… And then she hears the sound of a frustrated detective turning around.

Play

Frost is on his way towards the bedroom when Maura stops him.

"What was that?" she asks.

"I don't know. We were talking, and then she suddenly took off."

"Was she upset? What did you talk about?"

Maura seems concerned and keeps checking over her shoulder to see if Jane will suddenly reappear.

"We talked about you. And she wasn't really upset… I don't think."

Frost doesn't seem quite sure, but Maura smiles at him anyway.

"Thank you. I'll check on her."

She turns around and disappears around the corner. Frost stays still for a few seconds before he turns around and goes back to the kitchen. The fridge is opened, and there's a sound of bottles clinking. On the way out he stops and notices the camera on the counter. He picks it up before he checks in with Tommy and Frankie on the couch.

"Hey.. where'd the doc go?" Tommy slurs.

"Oh… she went to check on Jane in the bedroom…"

"Jane okay?" Frankie asks.

"Yeah… I think so…"

"Wait…"

Tommy slumps forward to look past Frankie.

"Are- are you sayin' that they're alone in there?"

"Yeah."

"Like… drunk… and alone?"

Frankie turns around with a puzzled look on his face.

"No, didn't you see the whole freaking Brady Bunch walk by a minute ago?!"

Frost laughs, and Tommy takes a long time to recognize the sarcasm.

"Oh shut up! You're just stupid."

He stumbles to his feet and rips the camera from Frost.

"Give me that…. I wanna know what's going on."

He starts walking towards the bedroom, and is soon followed by footsteps. They try to ask what he's doing, but he shushes them and opens the door. Jane and Maura are standing in the middle of the room, by the foot of the bed. They're kissing. Each of Maura's hands holds a fistful of Jane's shirt, but because of the distance between them, Jane is awkwardly leaning down and forward. It doesn't take long before she takes a step forward, almost too big a step, because as she wraps her arms around the blonde's waist, Maura's arms are crushed between their two bodies. Neither of them seems to care.

"Holy shit…" Tommy laughs.

The two women both turn their heads without letting go of each other. Someone snickers behind Tommy, and the other laughs.

"Way to go, Jane!"

Jane suddenly comes to life and lets go of Maura.

"What the hell?!"

She starts walking towards them, and the boys back out of the room. An angry Jane is an intimidating Jane.

"Get the fuck out of here!"

She grabs the door and slams it shut right in front of their noses. Tommy starts laughing so hard the camera is shaking.

Pause

Maura slowly leans back after reaching for the camera. She's not really sure what to do or say and keeps her eyes on the table in front of her. There's no doubt that Jane is going to freak out if she makes the wrong move right now. But Maura can't seem to come up with anything neutral to say. Not that it matters, because Jane is perfectly capable of freaking her own self out.

"Well, that was fun! Thank you for making me watch!" she spits out and rises from the couch.

Maura takes a deep breath while Jane marches off.

"You're over-reacting, Jane."

The detective stops, and Maura turns to look at her.

"No, I'm not! It was really fun to watch how I so obviously make out with my friends when I'm drunk."

Maura bites her lip to keep words from falling while Jane starts pacing.

"The good thing is that I don't remember it at all…"

Maura stifles a laugh before she turns around to the camera again.

"I agree. It didn't seem like a very good kiss to remember…" she says casually.

"What?!"

Jane stops, with one hand running through her hair. She looks over at Maura who isn't offering any explanation.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Maura quickly picks up the camera, pulls out the cables and rushes over to Jane. She's already rewinding back to the kiss.

"First, you didn't seem very comfortable. See, there's too much distance between us."

She plays the tape, pauses at the opening of the door and points to the screen.

"And you are leaning down and forward, it's a very awkward angle."

Jane is confused and shocked as she keeps staring back and forth between the screen and Maura.

"But right here, when you put your arms around me… that could have been really romantic, except my arms are crushed between us so I am probably experiencing some discomfort. And see here, our kissing rhythms aren't really matching either…"

The frustration is quickly building, and Jane starts squirming. It's just too much, watching Maura dissect their very first kiss, listening to everything that was wrong with the kiss. She tries to drown out the voice and the words, and starts replaying other parts of the night in her head. The singing in the street, the laughing at the Robber, the part about Maura in med school…

"We're both going for the bottom lip, which just looks so awkward."

Maura keeps pointing out flaws, and Jane stares at her. The dirty dancing with Frankie, the property of detective Rizzoli, Frankie being ditched for her, the whisper in her ear, not the Rizzoli Maura has her eyes on.

"Maura…"

"Yes?"

Maura feels a soft brush of Jane's thumb across her cheek before a confident hand pulls her closer. A warm breath hits her lips before Jane's soft lips are once again on hers. Maura is surprised and overjoyed, and struggles to memorize everything. She doesn't want to forget a single detail about the kiss, but she quickly gives up. Jane is bold and aggressive, hands on hips, bodies close, and Maura wraps her arms around Jane's neck in hopes of making it even more intimate.

"I'm going for the bottom lip, just so you know" Jane whisper.

It's a rushed whisper against her lips, and Maura can't stop the smile on her face. But she circles in on Jane's upper lip, and let her lead, making their rhythm much more synchronized than last time. They slowly part, and with foreheads resting against each other, Maura slowly strokes down Jane's cheek and ends up on her chin.

"I was wrong" Jane says softly.

"About what?"

"You are the one who makes out with her friends when she's drunk. Not me."

Maura smiles and decides to play along.

"And how do you know that?"

"You grabbed my shirt and pulled me towards you. And that's why I was leaning forward and looked like a moron on the video."

"I'm glad to hear you are a decent detective after all."

Maura leans in for another kiss, but Jane pulls back with a smile.

"Decent? No, I'm the best."

"I beg to differ. You failed in one critical assumption."

Jane studies the sly grin on Maura's face, and can't help but melt.

"Oh really? What part?"

"You claimed you could tell when I was interested in someone… clearly, you can't."

Noses touch, and Jane closes her eyes just to intensify the feeling of the woman surrounding her.

"Clearly…" she whispers.

"So it's a good thing that I can tell when you are interested in someone…" Maura whispers back before she steals another kiss.

*fade to black*