Headcanon Series: Match Made In Heaven
Headcanon: Maura brings Jane a peanut-butter fluff sandwich when she’s working late at night.
A/N: Okay, it’s been a while, and I sincerely apologise. Please take this tiny ficlet as a peace offering :) Many thanks to myopicfacination, who came up with this little gem. I can’t remember now if it was one of her brilliant captions to another Tumblr post, or if it was a standalone, but either way, it’s genius, and I couldn’t resist writing it :) And ALSO, CONGRATULATIONS myopicfacination, on your new job! This can be a little congratulatory fic for you too! Hope you enjoy it :)
P.S. I thought it’d be interesting seeing things from a different point of view. So I gave it a try :)
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Barry Frost yawned, leaning back in his chair and rubbing his eyes in an attempt to rub away the exhaustion. It didn’t work. This case was a killer, no pun intended. He glanced across at his partner, who looked just as bad as he did. Dark shadows under the eyes, hair even wilder than it normally was. Frost could see the crinkles in Jane’s shirt, the same one she’d worn since yesterday. No one had the time to even go home and change, get some sleep. He patted himself down, and could almost feel the 48 hours in the precinct under his fingers.