A/N: Sorry guys, I've been a bit busy with either working, actually randomly having a life outside the house, and I was sick for a few days too! Thanks for the reviews and so forth in the meantime though!

"No. No way. You are not having a baby that might lick people's faces."

"Potentially lick, Jane. Giovanni has the right bone structure, heritage..."

"Yeah? Well so does Tommy, and NO – you're not sleeping with my brother."

"Why not? At least then our child would have a better chance at having a 'beautiful mind'," the twinge of a badly hidden smirk did not go unnoticed by Jane, Maura having to flinch away from the elbow directed to her ribs. With a small, heart warming chuckle she continued "I was never intending to sleep with Giovanni, merely ask for a donation of his sperm which-"

"Ew. Can we not talk about us having a sample of his swimmers?"

"Well how else would I get pregnant without intercourse?"

Hand dramatically darting in front of her mouth, Jane's gag reflex came into play "As if the idea of you and him having sex wasn't gross enough the first time..."

Taking her partner's hand with her own Maura's eyes darkened as her joyful tone became serious "Jane, if we are having a baby then I want he or she to have genetic similarity to both of us. Now until it is genetically viable for an ovum to be fertilised by another woman..."

"Or I magically grow a fully fledged wang..." Jane's sarcasm was soon halted by the doctor's narrowing eyes and a smack to the back of her own hand "Ouch! Okay, we need a sperm donor, got'cha."

"It doesn't have to be Giovanni, but he did seem the best option – geographically."

Again Jane's face contorted in disgust although her hand remained firmly intertwined with Maura's "I'd rather pay the fuel costs to go to a clinic than have 'you're lookin' hot' be our kid's first words."

"Unless Giovanni was constantly around that wouldn't happen."

"And you think he wouldn't be?"

"He'd only be the donor, Jane. I don't see why-"

"You stopped him from lickin' your face and he still bought you a stuffed bear the size of Korsak. You reckon he'll stay away?"

Maura's lips parted, her words paused as she deliberated "... Fair point."

"Yeah, I thought so. Look, why don't you make is an appointment and we'll go pick up some files."

"No need," reaching to the coffee table Maura snapped her laptop open, Jane not at all surprised at what her browser history consisted of "We can do it all from here. See, Donor 143; Ethnic Origin is Italian, brown hair... Oh, green eyes. Shame..."

"Why do I feel like I'm back on ?"

"It's very much the same principle, only this time no one is trying to seduce you with Celtics tickets," leaning forward the shorter woman's eyes shined brightly in the glow from the screen "Oooh, Italian, six foot two... Brown eyes, good..."

Groaning, Jane's shoulders thumped back on the sofa "Shame, that'd make'em less boring than a few facts and figures."

"Well then maybe I can seduce you with something?"

The sudden weight on her lap was something Jane was all too familiar with but it still caused her stomach to stir "Yeah? And what would that something be, Doctor Isles?"

"Registering your profile on lead to me acquiring a certain outfit." Ass comfortably planted on the other woman's lap Maura mentally thanked herself for convincing Jane to wear more v-neck shirts, index finger stroking at the exposed, tanned skin "One that I know you enjoyed, and one you should know is still in my closet."

Eyes flitting from Maura's exploring finger to Maura's suddenly all-too-seductive lips and back again Jane felt her mouth turn dry "Really...?"

"Mmhmm..." the sound came like a purr from the medical examiner's lips, Jane able to feel it vibrate through to her thighs as Maura continued to play, reversing her motion up the smoothness of her seat's throat "And I still owe you for that night in your uniform..."

Swallowing beneath the touch of the doctor's finger tip Jane's dark curls framed her features as she nodded in agreement "You really do..."

"So maybe that debt should be repaid..."Maura's finger finally met what moisture was left upon Jane's bottom lip before she made good use of her yoga classes, twisting and slipping with ease back next to Jane in front of the laptop "Once you've helped me settle on five donors."

"Maura!" suddenly weightless all of Jane's limbs flailed, her palmed smacking at the couch, her feet stomping against the floor "There need to be rules against you doing that!"

"Its fine sweetie, I know your safe word..." leaning forward once more it was clear that Maura had no intention of paying attention to anything but the website, a lost cause "Maybe we don't have to go above six foot... You're only five foot ten... Oh! Here we go..."

"Christ, I'm gunna need a beer..."