"Jane," Dr. O'Connor greeted the detective without bothering to look up from the paperwork stacked neatly on the desk she was occupying. "I'm sorry to bother you while you're on vacation, but Detective Frost was adamant that he and Detective Korsak could not come up to review this. As you know, the DA has been breathing down our…" She stopped short when she looked up to see Dr. Maura Isles standing next to the detective. "Dr. Isles. Are you back from your vacation so soon?" Jude visibly swallowed.

"No, not at all. Jane wanted me to accompany her so we could go from here straight to lunch. I trust everything is still in order?" Maura smiled, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. Jane noticed the interaction but decided to bookmark it until after they were out of the station.

"Yes, Dr. Isles, everything is just as you left it." The redhead swept the morgue with a nervous look as if to double check her own statement.

"Well, not everything," Maura wrapped an arm around Jane's. Jude visibly winced. Jane narrowed her eyes at the blonde. "You are, of course, occupying the desk Jane normally uses when she is working in the morgue with me."

"I wasn't aware of that. I decided it would be easier to work here than to overtake your office." Jude winced. "Let's just get this over with, okay?" She handed Jane the paperwork. "Here's everything I've found so far. Can you check it and let me know?" She stood up from the desk. "I'm going to go… they have makeup for that." The redhead peered intently at Jane's neck.

The brunette shrugged as she flipped through the papers. "I'm on vacation."

Maura smirked.

"Right," Jude sighed heavily. "Your dental structure is practically perfect, Dr. Isles, if that imprint is as accurate as I'm sure it is."

"Thank you. I try to maintain good oral hygiene."

"Clearly," Dr. O'Connor grumbled as she turned away from the couple. "I'm going for coffee. I'll be back in a little while. Maybe you'll be done by then and we can finish up?"

"I'm pretty sure she called Jane." Frost and Korsak stepped out of the elevator and headed to the morgue's double doors.

"I told her not to. You did hear me tell her not to, right?"

"Yeah, but the DA's riding us hard on this one. I told her to call Jane if she got done before we could get back." Frost rolled his eyes at the growl Korsak threw his way.

"You know, Jane needs a break. That thing with Dr. Isles…"

They stopped talking as they entered the morgue to find Jane calmly going through the paperwork while Dr. Maura Isles seated on her lap, cuddled against her.

"Oh man," Frost twitched slightly.

"I thought you two couldn't make it back?" Jane glanced up in the men's general direction.

"Yeah, well, we got back as soon as we could." Korsak started to slowly walk toward the women. "Is Dr. Isles okay?"

"I'm fine, Vince." She turned her head to give Korsak a sleepy smile. "Hello Barry."

Frost cleared his throat. "Dr. Isles."

"Well, if you two are here, I'm taking Maura and leaving." Jane held the paperwork out to Korsak. "Here, take this. I'm on vacation; I don't want to be here, and I don't want to look at this stuff. Babe, it's time to go."

"Okay, Jane." Maura reluctantly stood from Jane's lap. "Shall we go to lunch or go home?"

"Lunch. I'm starving." Jane glared at the men. "Don't. Call. Me. As far as anyone is concerned, I don't exist until next week. Same goes for Maura. Okay?"

"Yeah, sure, Janie. No problem." Korsak took a step back.

"And don't call me Janie." The brunette glared at the other detectives for a moment. Then, she wrapped an arm around Maura's waist and guided them out of the room.

"Well, I guess everything's back to normal." Frost walked over to Korsak. "Bout time if you ask me."

"Did you see the hickey on Jane's neck?" Korsak stared after the retreating form of the women as they entered the elevator.

"I don't really want to think about it. Give me some of that paperwork."

"Maura," Jane looked across the booth at the blonde. "What was all that about with Jude back in the morgue?"

"What do you mean?"

"She looked scared. What did you do to her?"

"I've done nothing to her." Maura took a bite of her food.

Jane narrowed her eyes at her partner. "Okay, what did you say to her to cause her to act that way?"

The blonde took a long moment to chew and swallow. "You know, this is really very good. Would you like to try a bite?"

"Maura…"

"Jane, I would rather not discuss it."

"Too bad because I would rather discuss it. Maura, what did you tell her?" Jane pulled Maura's plate away from her. "Tell me. You know I'm not going to stop until you do, and I know you can't lie about it."

The blonde gave a small sigh of frustration. "That day that… that I came back, before you stepped out of the shower?" Jane nodded. "I told Jude… Well," Maura bit her lip. "I told her to get out. Then, I told her I had never killed someone before, but I was fairly certain I could do so and never be caught." She frowned. "I told her that I don't carry the reputation as the Queen of the Dead without reason." She winced. "I then proceeded to tell her I expect my lab, my office, and my records to be immaculate upon my return." She sighed, running a nervous hand over a cheek. "Then, I told her my girlfriend's enough of a mess thanks to her without the added pressure of putting my work life back in working order once I return. Honestly, Jane, I don't know what came over me. I mean, I…"

Jane interrupted her with a fit of laughter. "You really told her all of that? God, no wonder she looked so freaked out today." Jane leaned across the table and gave Maura I kiss. "I love you, babe. I don't deserve you."

"Not the reaction I was expecting, but I'll take it."

"What do you say we get out of here?"

"I think that's a fantastic idea." Maura paused for a moment before sliding from the booth. "Perhaps I can give a matching mark? I do hate to have things uneven." Maura smirked.

Jane raised an eyebrow. "Even, huh? Let me take care of making things even."

"Jane, I don't really see how you can make things even on yourself. It's physically impossible to…" Maura let out a soft yelp as Jane wrapped her arms around the blonde, pulling her close.

"I'll just have to put a matching one on you. That should even things up, right?" The brunette whispered into the blonde's ear.

"Oh, I see." Maura pulled away but kept hold of Jane's hand. "We should make haste, then. I'd hate to waste time."

"I don't plan to waste another second with you, babe. Never again."

"I'm happy to hear that. I feel the same way."

"Good, let's go home."