Hey Guys! If you've read any of my previous stories, you'll know that I'm a huge huge supporter of Maura and Frankie (OTP along with Callie and Arizona from Grey's Anatomy). Anyway, like always, I look forward to all of your reviews. But the one thing I do not appreciate is all of the hate in the review section. (Especially if you are calling Frankie a "man child" which by the way is an oxymoron and is not a real word.) I really hope you enjoy this emotional story... Something other than my usual "comedy".

**I do take story suggestions so if you have any ideas please PM me!

xoxo - K

Maura's POV

"Well.. The prenup came in handy huh?" Jane says trying to make good of the situation. It's not helping, but her intentions are good. I give her a little half smile. "I didn't want it to "come in handy" ever." I say to her. A prenup isn't something you want to have in affect.

"He loved you, a lot." She continues trying to make me feel better. I don't want to hear it. "If he loved me a lot why would he file for divorce?" I hit back at her. "I feel like he still loves me or there's still a little spark there.. But I just, I don't know! We were fantastic! Nothing was wrong.." It was sudden. He came home one day in this awkward and horrible mood and a couple weeks later, boom— a lawyer at my office. I can't take it anymore. I sink my head into my hands as Jane takes my cup to fill up my wine.

"I don't know what I'm going to do anymore.. Three years of marriage. Three, Jane. It's not like he's the horrible type of ex that you hear about on the news. He's nothing like that which makes it so much harder. Half of his stuff is out of the house, he still has his key, and— he came into the bathroom while I was taking a bath." I tell her. She gives me the look oh that's awkward look. "Yeah." I reply. "It was more awkward than you think. Full blown naked."

"It's not like he hasn't seen it all before. Like you said, three years of marriage." She says raising an eyebrow. I can't help but let out a little laugh because it actually was funny.

"You know, he told me when he was about to propose." She says. I could feel the surprise look on my face pop up. "Really?" I let out without even thinking. She nods her head. "It was right before the dinner too. He uh.. He pulled me aside, showed me the ring, and asked me if you would like it." I loved it.

"I have hope in the two of you." She says to me in a serious tone. "Yeah well they all called it." I say not thinking about that response either. Thrown back, Jane asks, "What?" Oh boy.. Now I have to tell her.

"Fancy Medical Examiner. Blue Collar Cop, well I mean detective now but at the time he was a cop. Some people even placed bets on when we were going to split. One person even said that they were surprised we made it this far." I say a little tearing up. They didn't realize how in love I was with him. I thought the same went for him, but the divorce papers are telling me otherwise.

"I wasn't even supposed to get married! My plan was to live alone with Bass for as long as he could live and then be done. He screwed up the plan! He freaking screwed up the plan and I don't know what to do!" I say with my voice crippling away from all of the crying I've done in the past couple days.

"Love wasn't for me and it obviously still isn't. To add on to all of this mess, he was the only one that I could feel real with. He was different." I say half drunk. I don't usually admit things like that when I'm sober.

"Everything with him was just different."

"Now at work, everything's going to be awkward. Cases are going to be held differently. I'm the only medical examiner he trusts and he's the only detective I trust— except for you Jane.. You're fantastic." I say half sarcastic. Even though it was the truth, she was one of the best. The four of us together were the best. "This is why you don't marry the people you work with." I say.

I look down at my watch— the watch that my soon to be ex husband gave to me on our last Christmas together, 11:35. "I better go. You have work tomorrow." I say as I get up from the chair and take my last sip of the wine.

She walks from behind the counter and gives me a hug. "Thank you Jane." I let out. I don't know what I'd do without her throughout this whole thing. "I'm sorry, I wasn't supposed to rant at all today. The past three months have been hell." I say letting go. Hey, at least it's only three months. Divorces can last up to two or three years. Prenup made the horrible process somewhat easier."

I give her another one of my half smiles. "Just because you and Frankie didn't make it, doesn't mean that you still can't be apart of this family." She says just before I walk through the door. "Don't you think that would be awkward?"

Frankie's POV

"Look Baby," Ma says beginning the pep talk, "it'll be okay. Things get worse before they get better." She finishes as she places a hand on my back.

"It's funny how things end up. I think I'm still in love with her Ma. But I just can't let her go through all of... You know?" I let her figure it out because I've said it some many times, I'm kind of sick of saying it. It's something only Ma and Janie know but nobody else. Maybe Tommy but I'm not sure.

"Frankie sweetie, you should tell her what's going on. The reason for your divorce is very stupid and you can't be going through this by yourself!" She says trying to convince me to tell Mayra what's happening.

I'm not letting her go through that. Especially if things don't turn out the good way... I'm not doing it.

"I've already decided that I'm not telling her. You have to let me do this my way Ma!" I try telling her. But like the many conversations we've had, she's going to try and convince me to tell her. "Okay. But what if she finds someone else and you get better? Huh? What are you going to do then?" She's testing me.

"If she's truly happy with that someone else, then I have no choice but to let her be with that person. I'm not going to sabotage her happiness just so I can have a shot at my own." But as soon as those words leave my mouth, I instantly regret it.

"SEE? This is why you should just stop what you're doing to her with all this divorce crap and tell her! I'm okay with keeping this away from her so you can tell her, but what's gonna happen when you're at work and you have to tell Lieutenant Cavanugh? It won't stay a secret for long." She says scolding me. She thinks I haven't thought it through before. I have. I know what I'm getting myself into.

"I know Ma. I will handle this by myself, I'm a big boy who was raised by wonderful and smart parents. Okay?" I say as I get up to leave.

I look at her to see her arms wide open for a hug.

"Don't die on me. You hear that Frankie? I'm not letting you die before I do because of all this stupid health crap. Okay?" She says letting a sigh out. I can already tell her eyes are watering.

"I won't. I promise." I say. But being honest, it's not a promise that can be kept because of me. It's something that's up to fate.