A/N- okay so guess what? I still don't own the rights to R&I cuz if I did well Angie would get that counter make out scene she wants... But it would be with Sasha... lol anyway This came to me while folding clothes today and I felt I had to post it well cuz yea anyway it's a one-shot unless there is overwhelming requests otherwise I know this still isn't an update for my other stories but I SWEAR I'm working on I just... my muse is a pain in my ass I'm sorry... oh and just to give you a little hint in Sober statements (the sequel to drunken utterances) you get to see Angela go off on Derk =D

Jane walked into the morgue completely fed up with her mother trying to set her up with random men. This was ridiculous and she wasn't going to take it anymore. Tomorrow she was going to talk to her mother and tell her to stop setting her up on dates she was done. If she wanted a date she'd get one herself. And it sure as hell wouldn't be with anyone her mother would set her up with.

She walked into the morgue carrying her bottle of wine and some glasses. She was headed to see Maura at the moment she was the only person she knew she could stand right now and at the moment she really wanted to see her.

Although, that wasn't new. For some reason she felt the overwhelming need to see Maura… all the time. She shook her head clearing her thoughts as she entered the morgue to find Maura on the computer. She smiled as she found the ME was not researching some vital detail to a case but checking out some new designer shoes that she herself could not even fathom the price of, as Maura probably waited patiently for some test results that would tell her a reddish brown stain was blood.

Jane couldn't help but smile. Even when the obvious was right in front of her Maura needed absolute undeniable proof before she took any action or made any conclusion. Jane felt like that was an important epiphany but she couldn't place why and at the moment she was too tired to figure it out. Maura looked up from her computer to find Jane smiling at her sweetly.

"Hi, Jane. How was your dinner?" she looked at the clock. "You're here early… what did your mother do now?"

This is why Jane loved Maura, she was the one person in her life that when something went wrong she did not automatically assume it was Jane's fault. Whoa whoa whoa, wait back up did her brain did her brain just use the word love associated with Maura without her permission… she paused in her internal monologue. Yes yes it did. She was sick of fighting it. She had known for a while that she had feelings for her best friend but she didn't want to face it and she wasn't going to try at this moment.

She smiled again breaking from her reverie to see Maura looking worried. "Hi, sorry I was just thinking about dinner it went terrible we didn't even get past the wine, as you can see." Jane motioned to the bottle in her hand. "My mother tried to set me up with GRANT I mean REALLY?" She was exasperated. Maura got up taking the glasses and pouring them each a healthy amount. She laughed, secretly ecstatic that Jane had not clicked in a romantic setting with grant.

"I mean really? I've known him since he was 5… do you know he used to lisp..." Jane paused looking down at the dress. "Maura, can I ask you a something?"

Maura nodded. "Technically Jane you just did but I'm assuming that isn't the question you had in mind so please go ahead. You know I am incapable of anything but an honest answer."

Jane smiled nervously. "Do I look stupid in this dress?"

Maura paused at the question. Of all the things Maura had expected Jane to ask her that was not on the list. She gaped at Jane for a moment carefully calculating her answer. She took Jane's hand spinning her in a circle as if to inspect her. When Jane finished the turn Maura paused.

"No Jane, you don't look stupid, you look…" She took a deep breath.

"You're fucking perfect Jane..." Maura finished her wine in one gulp turning and grabbing her coat off the chair.

Jane couldn't move, time felt like it was frozen even though she could see Maura was moving. Doctor Maura Isles had A) just sworn and B) just called her fucking perfect. Maura leaned forward placing a light kiss on Jane's cheek.

"You're perfect to me Jane and you always have been." Maura whispered in her ear she turned to leave.

Jane's brain suddenly restarted as she heard Maura's heels on the tile heading for the door. She spun in her heals clumsily almost falling over in the process she grabbed Maura's arm stopping her.

"Maura…" the doctor turned and Jane could see the unshed tears in her eyes. All of a sudden, that earlier epiphany made sense. Maura Isles had done the unspeakable, she had guessed, taken a leap of faith without concrete scientific evidence to back her up and she felt as if she had made the biggest mistake of her life, because Jane had stood there still as a statue looking like an idiot and not saying a word. Her heart clenched at the thought of hurting Maura even if only for a moment.
She took the doctor's face in her hands gently. She leaned closer to Maura lips brushing Maura's gently.

"You're the one who's perfect Maura… more than perfect I don't know what I'd do without you…" and with that Jane took Maura's hand and led her to the car.

They headed to Jane's, their hands clasped together in the car the whole way home. Jane refused to let go of Maura's hand even to get out of the car and climbed over the console and out the passenger's side door.

Maura giggled. "Is there a reason you won't let go of my hand Jane?"

Jane ducked her head her cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

"I still can't convince myself that I'm not in a dream and I don't want you to float away. I read once that sea otters hold hands in their sleep so they don't drift away from each other. Well I want to make sure you don't drift away from me… ever…" They headed up to Jane's apartment. Jane didn't let go of Maura, helping her get changed and they climbed into bed together, they would need to talk about this but that could wait till tomorrow right now Jane just wanted to hold the women who had invaded her senses every minute asleep or awake since they first met. Jane laid behind Maura pressed against her back, their hands clasped together resting against the doctors stomach they fell into a peaceful sleep.

-Fin- (unless overwhelming requests otherwise)

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