Jane ran her fingers over the raised etchings in the marble grave marker in front of her. By now the knees of her jeans were completely soaked through from kneeling so long on the wet grass in front of Her grave.

Jane managed a sweet smile as her hands fell back into her lap, 'I still just miss you so much'

She sighed deeply, 'I'm sorry I don't come to see you more often…
it just hurts' A pause: 'your Mother says you're always with me though. That wherever I am, you'll be there too.'

Jane had managed to keep her tears at bay thus far today, but she could slowly start to feel the dam holding back the tears, about to break from the all too familiar pain of the loss she has endured.

'Your Mother is a smart woman I really should listen to her more often.' Jane chuckled slightly as a hand came to rest on her shoulder.

'Can I get that last statement on the record, Detective' Maura came to kneel down next to her wife with a gentle smile.

Jane reached over and took Maura's hand in her own. Her eyes imaginative, but sad, 'She would have been three today Maur…'

Jane reached out her other hand and touched her daughters gravestone again. 'Three! Could you imagine? I mean…,'

Jane shook her head and seemed as if she was staring straight through the marble stone in front of her. 'Do you ever wonder what she'd be like today. Wonder what her little personality would be like.'

Maura leaned over and kissed Jane on the cheek, 'Everysingle day for the past two years Jane.'

Jane broke her gaze and looked at her wife, 'If I had lost you that day too Maur, I wouldn't have been able to go on…'

Maura cracked first. A tear escaping each eye as she listened to her wife.

Jane turned to her left so she was kneeling face to face with her wife; their daughter Lily's headstone sitting to her right. With her left hand intertwined in Maura's, Jane reached out her right and placed it on Lily's name.

'Maura there is a hole in my heart that will never fill again, ever. But if you had died in that car crash too…'

She didn't really need to say it. Jane had rightly unraveled at news of Lily's death. When news of Maura's critical condition came immediately after, there was a moment where Jane believed she was no longer a person. Instead, a giant nerve ending who all at once had been deadened to the immense pain and devastation that engulfed her, but was also so overcome with sadness and loss she was sure she'd die of a broken heart right there.

'I've only been able to do this because you're with me. My heart still hurts M, it hurts…'

Maura leaned forward and placed a tender kiss on Jane's lips. She placed her left hand on her daughter's name, 'I'm right here I'm not going anywhere.'

The dam broke and a tear slid down Jane's cheek.

Another kiss to her lips, a little longer this time.
Full of so much meaning: sadness, love, hope

Maura pulled back and looked into Jane's eyes, 'We'll be okay.
We'll be okay…'

She was repeating it to herself as much as Jane.
'You know you should listen to me more often, I'm quite brilliant.' She gave a playful smirk.

An immediate, honest chuckle escaped Jane's throat, 'I love you.'

'I love you both.' Maura lifted her hand off the cool marble and placed it on top of her wife's.

'Happy Birthday Lily,' Jane contracted her fingers around their daughters raised name as she spoke, 'Your mommies love you.'