A/N. Hello again fellow authors and dedicated readers who like to review my stories *cough cough* hint *cough cough*. My dear friend, Captain Symmetry, brought up something to me about my head canon fics - i spoil it by putting the head canon first. So from now on, the head canon submission will be at the bottom, after the story.
ENJOY MY LOVELIES! xo
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Jane ran full force at Marie Burton, the latest triple homicide extraordinaire. They'd just sighted her on the street when she noticed two cops staring intently and made a run for it. Jane being Jane, sprinted after her whilst Frost called for backup. Jane caught up to Marie and tackled her to the cold concrete, falling on top of her. Marie got an arm free and swung at Jane. Jane, overlooking the pain, grabbed Marie's arm and pulled it to her side, rolling her over and pulling both arms behind her back. Jane tasted what she could only decipher as blood; she would deal with it later.
"Marie Burton, you are under the arrest for the murders of Jason Newport, Liam Relic and Peter Hester. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can be used against you in the court of law…" Frost arrived shortly after Jane had made the arrest, followed by two uniforms; one of them being Frankie. Jane got off the suspect whilst Frost took her and walked her back to the cruiser.
"Holy crap sis, your face…" Frankie spoke, voice going quieter. Jane wiped the back of her hand over her mouth. A smudge of blood now stained her hand. Her eyes widened slightly at the amount of blood.
"Holy fuck. That's a lot of blood." Jane honestly felt a little woozy, although she would never admit it.
"C'mon, I'll drive you to the hospital." Frankie motioned towards the car.
"No, no. Just drive me to the station, Maura can fix it up for me." Jane waved her hand about. Typical Italian.
"Are you sure, Jane? It's busted up pretty bad…"
"Do you doubt Maura's abilities, Frankie? You better not…" Jane was slowly getting angry. How dare someone insult her Maura's ability?
"No! No, I mean… C'mon, let's go."
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"...and then she swung a punch at me, and that brings us to now." Jane was sitting on 'the dead people's table' in the morgue, telling the story of how she managed to get punched, whilst Maura gathered equipment.
"You really should be more careful, Jane. Also, as flattered as I am that you would trust me with stitching your lip up, don't you think you should go see an actual doctor, at a hospital?" Maura placed the equipment next to Jane on the table and examined the gash as she spoke.
"Maur, you are a real doctor." Jane started to smile, but then pulled her lips back in, hissing at the pain. Maura smiled at her and started to patch up Jane.
Whilst Maura fixed her lip, Jane couldn't help but stare. God, she's so beautiful. Oh, and so adorable when she's concentrating. Holy fuck my lip hurts, this hurts so much.
"All done. You're free to go, detective." Maura spoke with a playful tone to her voice. Jane pouted at her. "What's wrong, Jane?"
"My boo boo still hurts, Maur." Jane pouted even more.
"It's going to hurt for a while. Here," Maura placed a gentle kiss on Jane's stitches "I kissed it better. Does it feel better?" Maura tilted her head to the side. Jane nodded childishly, a childish smile on her face.
Jane jumped off the table and enveloped Maura in a hug.
"Thank you, Doctor Isles." They both chuckled. Jane reluctantly let her go and made her way to the elevator. In the elevator, Jane reached a hand up to her stitches, gently touching it and smiling to herself.
Do I … no. I don't… Maybe I do? No, I couldn't… I'm not… I mean, I'm not even… Maybe I am, though? But how did I not know… But do I… Does this mean… Does she…? Fuck. Jane was giddy for the rest of the day, and no one could decipher why.
When she went home, Jane wrote in her diary.
Hey diary,
Haven't written in you for a while. Sorry about that. So today I learnt a few things about myself, just had to write them down.
I like girls. Apparently, because
I like, no, I love Maura.
Holy fuck. I mean, she kissed me. Well, she kissed my 'boo boo', but still. MAURA KISSED ME!
Bye diary, I'm going to go and plot how to tell her. Xo
One time, Maura had to stitch Jane's lip up. She gave her a kiss on her 'boo boo' to make it better. That's when Jane started thinking maybe her feelings for Maura were more than platonic.
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