AN : I don't own any rights on the shows I write about. Not proofread, all mistakes are mine. I'm really unsatisfied with that one, but I can't figure out what's wrong, so here you go.

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Jane sat in her car, parked in front of Maura's house, waiting for her girlfriend.

Okay, Jane, today is the day. You're gonna tell her, she will say it back, and it's gonna be just fine. It's a beautiful day, we don't have any cases right now. She's probably in a good mood. That's good, right ? Yep, good. Everything will be alright. Dammit Rizzoli stop fidgeting ! You look like a 4 year-old that needs to pee !

Okay breath. Just like yoga. What did Maura say again ? In by the nose, out by the mouth. In and out. Talking about yoga and in and out… Remember that time in the yoga room ? Hell yeah I remember… Those tight pants and… Stop Rizzoli ! Focus.

Geez I'm so nervous. I shouldn't be that nervous. Makes me think of when I asked her out the first time. Man, that was awkward. "Hey, Maura. I uh… I wondered if you'd… Well if we… Actually if I… Wait no. Let me start that again. Do you think maybe we could… Well, more like I could…" She took pity though, at some point. It was like she could read my mind. And that smile. "Yes Jane, I'd love to. Pick me up at 7 tomorrow ?" I was so happy at that moment, I even forgot not to look like a moron. I fist pumped. Oh my god, I actually fist pumped and yelled "yes !". But she laughed. So I can look like an dork every single second of my life if that means I can make her laugh. I mean, it's like angels singing. Probably because she's an angel. Wow, I've become soft !

I gotta admit, I totally rocked that first date. Like a boss. Restaurant. Italian of course. She loves Italian. Italians, actually. Well, I hope she loves my kind of Italian. Oh no, nerves again. Quick, quick, think about the date. Yes, so, restaurant. Romantic walk in the park. I felt like a 12 year-old though, I bet it took me more than 10 minutes to dare grabbing her hand. But once I did, damn, it felt wonderful. Like our hands were shaped for each other. They still are. Then, stargazing. Yep, all the romantic arsenal. I remember her sprouting all the constellations names and history, but I couldn't watch the sky. Her face is way more beautiful. And then I couldn't wait anymore. So I kissed her. I think I died for a sec there. It felt like heaven itself. In that moment, I was certain it couldn't get better. Turns out I was wrong. But it's okay, I'm happy to be wrong for once. Every single kiss is better than the previous one.

Oh shit, the door is opening. Crap crap crap. Okay, it's gonna be okay, that date was 8 months ago, and we're perfect. We're awesome. In all aspects. We just fit. Ahah, we fit in other places. Because, let's be honest, best sex of my life. Yes, our bedroom life is really good. That thing she does when… Dammit Rizzoli, get your mind out of the gutter and focus ! She's coming that way !

Okay, are you sure about this ? What the hell, brain ?! Really ?! I've been sure about this for 4 years, 2 months and 12 days ! It's the day we met and she looked…

The car door opens and the doctor climbs in the car. She drops a soft kiss on Jane's lips. "Hey sweetie" she whispers against her lips. "Hey Maura, I uh… I… I think you look gorgeous today." the detective finishes lamely. Good job Rizzoli, you can take down men twice your size but you can't tell her. Stupid. Janes hears a little chuckle, and looks up to the shiny eyes full happiness in front of her. She knows. Suddenly, lips meet again. And again. The kiss gradually slows down, and finally, Maura speaks up. "I love you too"