Jane wakes up to the thick smell of love-making lingering in the room and to the feeling of a naked Maura Isles sprawled out on top of her.

This is absolutely the best way she has ever woken up. She doesn't move, afraid she will wake the sleeping doctor. Why would she move anyway, considering how Maura is nuzzling her face in her crook of her neck and how her leg is lying over both of hers and how they are practically glued together.

Oh no, she wouldn't move even if her life depended on it.

Jane gently draws her arm out from under the blonde's body and softly lowers it on her back, the bare smooth skin too tempting to leave untouched.

Maura's eyelids shakily flutter open at the contact and the blonde starts humming in contentment, before slowly raising her head to kiss her detective good morning.

Her detective.

Finally, undeniably and completely, her detective.

Maura likes the sound of that even more than she liked the sounds that had filled the room last night. Even more than the feeling of Jane's hands running down her sides, or Jane's lips discovering every inch of her body, or how every nerve end on her skin short-circuited when she fell into oblivion. Maybe she likes it even more than how she felt when Jane completely let go in her arms, or how she felt when Jane let her put the pieces back together with soft kisses and loving whispers.

When she pulls away, her face splits into an unstoppable grin.

"Well, someone's happy this morning." Jane can't help but smile goofily at the sight of Maura. Her eyes are practically bursting with happiness, not to mention that amazing smile that always gets her weak in the knees.

"Oh, but I'm not happy."

The mischievous smile and the wicked glint in her hazel eyes tell Jane to play along.

"Oh really? Than how are you, doctor?"

At that, Maura rolls over on top of Jane, straddling her, and leans down to prop her body on her elbows, closing the distance between their bodies.

"I'm being thankful." She leans in and captures Jane's lips into a kiss that makes both of them see the events of last night unroll behind their closed eyelids.

When she speaks again, her voice is just a raspy whisper, almost as deep as Jane's voice usually is.

"I'm being thankful that I now get to do this," Maura tilts her head and leans in again, nibbing on Jane's earlobe, "and this," her head travels lower, until the blonde's lips reach the detective's pulse point, where she lets the tip of her tongue travel its length, before sucking on it for a few moments.

Jane's hips jerk up uncontrollably, meeting Maura's and she lets out a sound between a gasp and a moan.

At the sudden contact Maura finishes her ministrations and props herself up on her elbows again. She knows that if she keeps this up, things will escalade quickly. Again.

Not that she'd mind, but she has something important to say. Something she probably should have said months ago.

Jane wants to pout and whine and she'd actually do anything to get Maura to start doing again what she was doing at her neck because, oh, God, amazing was an understatement.

But, her words get caught up in her throat when she looks up into Maura's eyes. She surely must have done something majestic in another life, because Maura Isles was looking at her like she was the Eighth Wonder of the World. Jane gives Maura's waist a little squeeze and an encouraging smile, prodding her to say the words that were obviously dying to get out.

"Most of all I'm thankful for you. For having you and for your love. For how you have been her by my side, when everyone else would have left. Thank you, Jane, for saving me, in ways you will never be able to understand."

Maura starts talking hoarsely in her current position, but somewhere along her speech they end up sitting with their eyes closed and their foreheads pressed together, breathing each other in.

"No."

Jane's voice make Maura sit up slightly and open her eyes to look into dark chocolate ones.

"I don't believe that."

Before Maura even has the chance to open her mouth, Jane continues.

"I don't believe that. I believe…"

Jane takes in a breath, then talks in a tone like what she is about to say is the most obvious thing in the world, and smiles.

"We saved each other."

Author's Note: Well, here it is guys! My first fic ever, finally complete! You all have been amazing, you have no idea how much your support has meant to me! I hope you liked it, and that I didn't mess it up with my newbie clumsiness. I will get better though, it's a promise! Before you say anything, I plan on leaving this story as it is, not do I intend to write a sequel. However, I'm working at the moment on a highschool AU, involving, of course, rizzles. It definitely won't be your average highschool story, I promise you that! I think I'll start posting in a couple of weeks though, I want to outline all the chapters and the plot, it will be much more complex than this story and I don't want to mess it up by getting tangled in it. If you're interested, follow my profile so you'll know when I start posting the chapters.

That being said, I hope you enjoyed the ride!

I definitely did :)