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6x07

One Last Thing (Rizzles)

Jane finds Maura’s bucket list. Many of the things on it she already knew about, but the last one comes as quite a shock.

Word count: 572

Warnings: Minor invasion of privacy, possible concussion

Jane knew it was wrong to read Maura’s diary, but it sort of popped open. And after Maura made her get down a pair of shoes from the top of the closet, causing Jane to get trapped under an avalanche, maybe that was just karma. Besides, how bad could it be? The page it was open to said ‘Bucket List’. It’s not like there were any secrets there. Maura had talked about her bucket list a lot. So just reading this one page couldn’t hurt.

Jane briefly browsed through a few science-y things she couldn’t understand and a few of the things she already knew; see Paris, write a novel, solve a hundred cases. She made fun of the way Maura wrote though. It’s like she were talking to her diary instead of writing in it. She described so many of the things she wanted to do as if she had been saying them to Jane. She could feel the passion in her writing and she could hear Maura’s voice in her head.

A couple of things surprised her, as she continued to read. Experience a baseball game, added in parentheses, Maura had put, Red Sox. Jane couldn’t help but take credit for that one. There was also one of the bucket list classics; go skinny dipping. That one really was hard to believe coming from Maura.

Jane realized she was coming to the end of the page and she almost quit before she tempted herself to read even beyond that page. But then just before she went to shut the book, she thought to herself that she had to at least read the last one.

Jane opened the journal back up and found where she left off. The line read, “Oh, and one last thing, get Jane to marry me.”

That’s where it ended, no elaboration, no ‘just kidding’ scrawled at the end to psych Jane out if she ever read it. Which was ironic, considering that she was actually reading it now. Nothing, just those five words; 'get Jane to marry me’. Jane quickly slammed the journal shut and put it back on its shelf. But the words were burned into her mind now. There wouldn’t be any way to forget them.

“Jane, are you alright in here,” Maura asked, stepping into her bedroom. She immediately noticed the mess and gave Jane a frown. “How many times have I told you to be careful when you get a pair of shoes down,” she chastised, picking up a pair of shoes that had broken free from their box. Jane just looked at her, dumbfounded. “Jane? Did you get a concussion? What’s wrong?”

“I, uh, I– Marry me,” Jane asked, not even sure if she were meaning to say the words or not.

Maura’s eyes widened in surprise and she dropped the pair of heels in her hand. “You’re not serious, not like this,” Maura stammered, now about as equally dumbfounded as Jane.

Jane blinked hard, once, twice, trying to clear her head and figure out if she meant it. “No, Maur, it doesn’t have to be like this. We can go out to some fancy French restaurant and I can get a ring or whatever you want, but just say yes, right here, right now, because I want to marry you.”

“Yes, Jane! Yes.” Maura dropped to her knees to get to Jane’s level and kissed her. “I’ll marry you.”

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So I was working on a Jemily crack video for a collab that I’m doing with @ilikepipecleanerswitheyes and then this happened…

Okay. Firstly, this is amazing. Secondly, this is like literal proof that prentiss isnt straight okay. Now give us Jemily you cowards.

You guys need to watch this! Made me cry! 😭😭😭😭 its really good!

You guys need to watch this! Made me cry! 😭😭😭😭 its really good!

Jemily Ficlet: Splintered Bones

A/N: This is my first Jemily fic in a while. I know it’s short, but it’s all I have in my head so far. I hope it’s not too confusing, but I’ll try to explain at the end. Enjoy my Jemily blues!

She felt a low hum ring gently through her body. A slight ache that flowed into her bones. She felt the tingle all the way down to her toes. It’s an indescribable pain that’s grown inside of her. It doesn’t always hurt like one would expect. It festers and lingers but never does too much damage. It’s been there for some time now. She walks around, carrying her discomfort with her. Sometimes she’s so busy she doesn’t notice it. Other times it’s all she can think about. Down the street, along the sidewalk, it’s there in her bloodstream. Pressing against the inside of her skin. She’s become more anxious with this inside of her. She taps her foot more impatiently when she waits. Her nails are shorter and more unsanitary than they used to be. She bites her lip and picks at scabs as if she were in withdrawal. She can barely stand in one place for too long without thinking about her affliction. She genuinely smiles less than she used to. She still laughs and grins when she’s with her friends but everything is a reminder of her ailment. Not many notice the change in her appearance. The subtle shift of her personality. Most just sum it up to her being less happy than she used to be. But then there’s this one person who sees the truth. This one person notices her tired eyes and empty stare. This one person notices her new slouch and dragging feet. This one person notices her lying smile and her imposter laugh. This one person noticed her change from the beginning. And this one person tries to talk to her about it. But she avoids this conversation. In fact, she avoids any communication with this one person at all costs. Because little does this one person know, that they are the cause for this deep seeded virus. But even with all the failure from trying to get through to her, that doesn’t stop this one person from trying. When she was staring at what seemed like nothing, and she winced and whatever she was feeling, this one person called out her name, blurting out, “Emily!” Her eyes adjusted to the sight in front of her. The dwelling ache inside of her grew. She mustered up whatever strength she had and whispered the one name that would cause her whole body to tremble. “JJ.”

The end. Happy, right? Sorry bout that. If it was confusing at all: “it/this/pain” is the feelings Emily has for JJ and what she thinks in an unreciprocated desire, “her/she” was always Emily, and JJ was always “the one person.” I hope that helps… :) thanks for reading! If I should continue or write more please let me know!

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