“This is one Jack Jacobs.” Maura told her, setting the gift carefully on her desk before slipping fresh overalls on and a fresh set of gloves. “I’m waiting on the tox screens to come back but it seems from all the available evidence, that he was poisoned by his wife.”

Jane nodded thoughtfully, “Maybe he didn’t put the toilet seat down.” She laughed, hopping up onto the empty table and swinging her legs as she watched Maura work.

Maura looked up, her smile finally reaching wet eyes as she stole a moment to watch Jane, exactly where she should be. Everything fell back into place, her world; a clinical and precise place shifted on its axel just enough to feel right again.

“Anyway!” Jane jumped down with a flourish, crossing to Maura’s side. “I better go and catch some killers!” she brushed Maura’s arm softly. “Meet you for lunch?”

Maura grinned. “About 1, I have something I need to talk to you about.”

Pushing open the doors with her back, Jane shot the doctor her trademark cheeky grin and a wink. “See ya then!”

-/-

Jane slumped into their regular booth at the Dirty Robber and sighed. It had been a very long morning at the precinct, despite that, she hadn’t really accomplished anything. She was more than a little surprised by how much people had missed her, and how many.

“Is everything ok?” Maura asked as she sat opposite Jane, their knees brushing momentarily as she settled herself.

Running her hands through her hair, Jane sighed. “Yeah, been a long day already.”

The waitress appeared and took their food order, smiling sweetly at the pair before leaving with a knowing wink. Maura frowned before looking at Jane who smirked and raised an eyebrow at the waitress. Was she really seeing what she thought she was?

“I have to go to the bathroom.” Maura announced suddenly, getting to her feet and leaving Jane before she could reply.

“Hey Maur?” Jane called after her causing the doctor to turn, her honey blonde hair dancing over her shoulders and making Jane’s breath catch in her throat. “Have you got some moisturiser?”

Maura nodded and watched as Jane rubbed her hands together. Maura could tell that they were giving her trouble. “It’s in my purse.”