A/N: So I was driving to church this morning and heard Brantley Gilbert on the radio singing "You Don't Know Her Like I Do". The song is about a breakup, this fic is not a breakup fic, but I loved the refrain and got the idea to do a two-shot, one from Jane's perspective and one from Maura's based on the refrain. The refrain to the song is:

Cause you don't know her like I do

You'll never understand

And you don't know what we've been through

Yeah, that girl's my best friend

And there's no way you're gonna help me

She's the only one who can

No, you don't know how much I've got to lose

You don't know her like I do

For this story to make sense the fic has to be AU in the sense that everything we've seen happen to the ladies (crazed serial killers, bad boyfriends, mobster/absent fathers, etc.) has happened in this fic but somehow each of their families never got to know the other women beyond what we see in season one.

Okay that's enough of the ridiculously long author's note now on to the story.

Chapter 1: You Don't Know Her Like I Do-Jane

Jane sat in the car outside her mother's home in Revere biting her lip and rubbing the scars on her palms.

"We don't have to do this today if you don't want to Jane" Maura offered from the passenger seat of her Prius.

Jane took a deep breath in through her nose and blew it slowly out of her mouth, "No it's time" she stated firmly, "we've been together two months Maura, sooner or later someone's going to figure it out and my mother will kill me if she finds out from anyone other than me. Besides, I'm proud to be dating you Maura. I hate all this sneaking around. I want to hold your hand when we walk down the street together and kiss you good bye at the elevators each morning when you head down to the morgue and I head up to the bullpen."

"Then what's the problem" Maura asked, fairly certain she knew the problem but wanting to give her girlfriend the chance to talk about it.

"I'm worried about how they'll react, especially my Italian Catholic mother. I may complain about them all the time but I love my family. I can't imagine my life with out them butting into it every day."

"Like I said before, we don't have to do this today," Maura said again.

Jane didn't bother to answer; she just opened the door and got out. Maura went to join her but Jane leaned back in and said "I think I better do this on my own. I don't want them to feel like I'm ambushing them and if I bring you with me they may". She didn't mention that she was afraid of what her mother and brothers might say in front of Maura. Her family wasn't exactly known for being tactful when they were upset.

She handed Maura the keys and said "there's a coffee shop just around the corner. I'll text you when it's safe to come back".

Walking into the door Jane called out "Ma?"

"In the kitchen Janie, you're late. Dinner is almost ready."

Jane followed the delicious smell of her mother's lasagna into the kitchen. "Where are Frankie and Tommy?"

"Out in the garage putting the last of your father's things in boxes for me so I can send them down to him in Florida." Angela replied turning from the stove where she was stirring a pot of homemade sauce. "What's the matter baby? You look like you did that time you broke your Nonna's antique hand mirror she carried with her all the way from the old country."

Jane laughed nervously at her mother's astute observation. "I just need to talk to you and the boys about something. It's not bad, at least I don't think it's bad. I hope you agree."

"Okay baby," Angela said walking to the door to the garage and shouting for the boys to come in the house.

"What Ma, I thought you wanted us get this done before dinner." Tommy complained as they came in from the garage.

"Hey Janie," Frankie exclaimed as he followed Tommy into the kitchen. "What's up?"

Jane took a deep calming breath, and smiled briefly to herself thinking of Maura trying to teach her the benefits of yoga. "Look, I don't know how to say this other than to just come out with it. Maura and I are dating, we have been for the past two months." She said it all in a rush then stood waiting for the firestorm to begin.

Nothing happened. The three of them stood there staring at her as if she were speaking a foreign language. Then they all began speaking at once.

"You're dating a chick!" from Tommy, who seemed both shocked and interested, in a creepy way.

"The M.E.?" from Frankie, who seemed puzzled.

"That female doctor you ran with in the marathon?" from Angela, who's reaction Jane couldn't read despite the fact that it was her mother's reaction that Jane was most interested in.

Angela waved the boys to silence. "You've been dating this woman for two months and your just getting around to telling me?" Angela pinned her daughter with her best I'm disappointed in you glare.

"I was worried about how you react."

"Because she's a woman?"

"Yeah, Ma because she's a woman why else?" Jane asked getting a bit exasperated.

"I don't care if you date a woman Jane, but do you have anything in common with Dr. Isles?"

"What?" Jane responded having trouble wrapping her head around the fact that her mother apparently had no trouble with the fact that she was dating a woman but seemed to have a problem with the woman she had chosen to date.

"You have to admit Jane, Doctor Isles is kind of out of your league." Frankie joined the conversation. "I mean she's got more money than God and she's smarter than Einstein. Don't take this the wrong way but she could date anyone she wants what's doing slumming it with a cop."

"Geez Janie, it sounds like this chick is using you for a good time and then she's going to dump you and move on. Maybe she wants to shock her upper crust family by dating a blue collar woman." Tommy added.

Jane stood there stunned by the reaction of her family. She had expected shock and even outrage that she was dating a woman. It never occurred to her that their primary objection would be to the fact that she was dating out of her social (and intellectual) class. The more she thought about it though, perhaps it should have occurred to her. After all, hadn't she once reacted similarly to Maura's wealth and social standing. It had taken time for her to learn about that real Maura didn't care about money or social standing and to appreciate her googlemouth.

Taking a moment to adjust her argument Jane responded, "You guys just don't understand cause you don't know her like I do. You don't know what we've been through. She's my best friend. She's not stuck up, she's kind and funny and your right Frankie, she's the smartest person I ever met and she could date anyone she wants. I just thank God she wants me."

"Maybe it doesn't make sense but there's no one else who makes me feel safe the way she does. When I have nightmares about Hoyt or the shooting at BPD there's no one else who's gonna help me, she's the only one who can."

"I really want you all to except this relationship but you don't know how much I've got to lose. You don't know her like I do."

By the time she was done with this speech there were tears streaming down her cheeks and she looked at each of her family in turn, imploring them with her eyes to understand, to give Maura and their relationship a chance. She looked to her mother last and saw her own tears mirrored on her mother's face.

For a moment she was worried that her mother's tears were unhappy but her mother soon disabused her of the notion, grabbing her in a huge hug and exclaiming, "my Janie has finally found true love!"

"Congratulations Jane" Frankie said patting Jane on the back. "The doc is quite a catch!"

"Ya Janie, leave it to you to date a real hottie." was Tommy's contribution.

"So when are you going to bring Maura by so I can welcome her to the family?" Angela wanted to know.

"Actually she's just down at the coffee shop. I wanted to break the news to you alone before she joined us." Jane explained pulling out her phone to text Maura to come join them.

"Excellent!" Angela exclaimed. "I want to talk to her about grandchildren."

"Ma!"