Happy Galentine's Day
Not so relevant to this post, except that it's a story about a woman who is awesome: against my better judgment I got antsy and posted fic on a Saturday evening, even though we all know that's a bad time to do these things if you want anyone to see it. So in case you're interested and missed it, A Fairer House than Prose (or on DW) is my long-
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"Did you know," Maura asked, looking up from the corpse on her autopsy table, "that there were at least two different Saint Valentines? They were given a collective saints' day-February 14-but then it was downgraded from being an official saints' day in 1969."
Jane rolled her eyes. "You know, Maura, I did not know that. What do the Saints Valentine have to do with what killed Mr. Richardson, here."
Maura knitted her brow in confusion. "Nothing."
"So," Jane returned after a pause, "cause of death?"
"I don't know yet. I haven't completed the autopsy."
"And far be it from me to ask you to guess."
"You know I don't guess, Jane."
"I did know that, yes."
"Saint Valentine's Day was first associated with romantic love in the work of Chaucer," Maura continued as she entered some data into her computer. "Chaucer wrote about a Valentine's Day for lovers as though it were an ancient tradition, when in fact he was the one who invented the tradition."
"Fascinating," Jane deadpanned.
"Oh," Maura said, stopping her work and looking at her friend. "Are you one of those people who objects to Valentine's Day? I wouldn't have expected that from you, since it's not as though you express much desire to be in a long-term romantic relationship. Is it the commercialism? I agree that it can be a little excessive, but I do love those heart-shaped boxes of chocolate."
"No, Maura, I do not object to Valentine's Day. It's fine. Whatever. It's just that right now I want to know what killed Brandon Richardson."
"Then you'll have to let me finish my autopsy," Maura repeated.
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Later that evening, Maura answered her door to find Jane on the stoop, holding a heart-shaped box of chocolates.
"Happy Valentine's Day," Jane said with a grin.
"I didn't mean that you should bring me chocolates," Maura protested as she ushered Jane in.
Jane shrugged. "I thought maybe you'd share."
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Just. Awwww. Jane and Maura, being so very them. With chocolates! Yay! I love it!
See you soooooooon! Happy Valentine's Day!!!!!!!!
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