Notes: A post-ep for 3.07 “Crazy For You” in which I, yet again, have to fix all of JTam’s terrible episode enders on Maura’s couch. FYI: small mention of rape.
The black mug was piping hot and steaming as she wrapped her fingers around it. A medical conference logo was worn and barely visible on the side from years of too many washes and clasped hands in need of a comforting beverage. Jane held the mug to her nose and let the tendrils of steam carry the spiced fragrance of cinnamon, vanilla and warm milk to her nose. She’d really wanted a beer but one beer might lead to two beers might lead to the whole six-pack. Not drinking to excess in the aftermath of trauma, it was something the therapist had talked about with her after the last brush with Hoyt almost a year ago. Jane took a sip. She hadn’t had warm milk since she was a child. It was strangely refreshing and comforting at the same time, reminiscent of nights in her father’s lap when she couldn’t sleep and he sang a soft tune in a gentle baritone that few knew he possessed.
Maura came, carrying her own mug and eyed Jane ensconced under a blanket on her sofa before lifting the corner of the cover to settle down directly beside her.