Hi guys - sorry again for the delay in the longer chapters of the Bay State BFFs series. I'm currently working some things around my head so you should get your new episode when I'm back in the UK.
At the moment I'm filling in prompts and such. I've decided to show little snippets into Jane and Maura's life together (or how I see it) This is what you could call a two-shot sequel to Morning Routine. Hope you enjoy :) Again, as always reviews are very very welcome. They literally make my day.
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Jane heard the squeal before she saw anything. Her head darted up and she grinned widely as Maura made her way through the busy desks, their daughter glued to the medical examiner's hip, big dark eyes blinking up at her. "What're you doing here?"
Maura chuckled and tried to keep Ava close but the little girl was fighting furiously to be in her mama's arms. She began to whimper and finally the first cry was heard. "She was begging to come and see all the cool detectives," Maura rolled her eyes and watched as Ava clambered into her wife's arms.
"You were, were you?" Jane smiled and watched Ava hesitantly nod her head. "You gonna go to Nonna's later?" Ava shook her head again.
"You…Want you, Mama." The little girl whined. Jane was finding the petulance amusing. "You wanna stay with me? I have work to do, honey." Ava shook her head this time, and frantically clutched Jane closer. "Awww, sweetheart, I'll see you at home, okay? Be good for Mommy." Jane sighed. "Hey... you'll be good for Mommy, right?" There was a tiny nod.
She really wanted to leave, but even though work was 'quiet', quiet meaning no current murders to solve, they always had cold cases to work through, paperwork to complete and reports to file. "Maur, take her home. Time for a n-a-p I think."
Maura nodded and looked admirably at Jane who was gently swaying the two year old in her arms. Ava was calming down considerably, watching all the detectives doing their paperwork with a suspicious eye. She really was a mix of the two.
The couple had taken advantage of Jane's extended family. With the small hint of wanting to start a family, Maura and Jane had watched in horror as Angela made her way through the extended Rizzoli relatives asking for sperm donors. Surprisingly, they got lucky. One of Angela's third cousins was a happily married gay attorney working for GLAD in Connecticut and though both he and Martin didn't want children of their own, the idea of being known as 'Uncle Danny' was a dream come true. Secretly, Jane and Maura went for the offer. Nearly three years on and the tiny Rizzoli was the epitomy of her two mothers; completely stubborn. Her curly hair was dark, with flecks of copper visible only in the light. Her eyes were as dark as her Italian mother's and her face was dotted with little freckles. She pouted in Jane's arms, not wanting to leave at all. She felt secure. Warm and very, very loved.
"She going?" Jane mouthed to her wife, still swaying the tot slowly. Maura gave a relieved smile and nodded, watching small eyes as they fluttered closed.
"Thank god," the medical examiner plopped down on Jane's chair and sighed. "God..."
"She's giving you hell," Jane chuckled, her face holding a sympathetic grin.
"Yes. Yes, she is. Is it bad that I can't wait for the paperwork to go through with this new daycare?"
"No," Jane smiled and walked over to the stroller by the door, gently putting the toddler into it and strapping her in. "It'll be good for her. I think she misses it. It's why she's all grumbly and pouty." Despite herself, Jane reached out to fiddle with one of the little girl's locks of hair. She sighed and pushed the sudden, yet very recurrent thought in her mind back, then stood up and approached Maura who had bags under her eyes. "Sorry to load this on you."
"You're not loading anything on me," Maura rolled her eyes a little irritably and stood up. "I'll see you at home."
Jane nodded and sighed again, hastily wrapping her arms around Maura's shoulders. She looked around briefly and gave a small kiss to Maura's lips. "I'll see you at home, alright?" Maura nodded, smiling slowly. "I know that expression."
"You do," was all Jane said.
"That's the 'You're getting treated later' look."
"See, why'd you have to spoil it?" Jane chuckled. "All I'm saying is don't let her sleep too long, cause you're in a lot of trouble later."
"More trouble?" Maura feigned a huff. "I've been running around endlessly all day."
"Okay, okay... bad choice of words. You're getting lots of presents later, that better?" She batted her eyelashes and Maura laughed heartily, smacking her gently on her side.
"Much better." Maura kissed her again. "See you later." Jane nodded and watched her family leave.
As Maura had promised, Ava was flagging by 6pm and finally fell asleep in her highchair at about 7pm. Jane laughed as she watched Angela take endless photographs of her only grandchild slouching in her seat as she slumbered. Ava was, and always would be the special one. She was feisty, half Italian, and more importantly, loved her Nonna to bits.
What's more, she had two mommies, and Angela gossiped to high heaven about how good it was for society to have a cop and a medical examiner as parents and blah blah blah…
"Right... I think that's our cue to leave," Jane rubbed her palms together and swigged the last of her beer. Maura quickly wiped her daughter's face with a wet wipe, scrubbing the tomato sauce off her cheeks before lifting her out of the highchair. Ava groaned a little, then settled against her mother's chest and continued to sleep. "Bye, Ma." Jane kissed Angela's cheek.
"Bye, bye sweetie," the proud woman replied and moved towards Maura doing the same. "Oh just look at her."
Maura tittered slightly. Ava hadn't particularly done anything funny, or amusing. She was merely sleeping. That, however was enough for Angela to comment. "Goodnight, Angela."
They finally left and Jane got into the passenger seat as Maura strapped Ava into the carseat and eased herself in front of the steering wheel. "You're tired."
"Exhausted," Maura whimpered at the gentle touch to her neck. Jane's fingers fluttered down her chest and dipped into her cleavage briefly, before she pulled out and swiped a hand through the honey blonde hair. "You gonna take me home then?"
Jane's eyebrows wagged and Maura shook her head with a laugh, putting her keys into the ignition. After tucking Ava into bed, Jane padded down the hallway to the bedroom. Maura was lying flat on her back, closing her eyes in a silky teal nightdress. "You sleepin' or meditating?"
She crawled onto the bed and spread Maura's legs at the knees so that she could fit herself in between them. "Both." Came the chirpy reply.
"Impossible." Jane huffed, resting her head on her sternum.
"Technically it's not." Maura excused. "Research shows that Tibetan monks experience nearly exactly the same surge of melatonin when meditating as they do when sleeping. It's all interlinked."
Jane chuckled and dotted kisses down Maura's chest, licking slowly down the valley of her wife's breasts. She waited, and wiggled her tongue slightly.
"Alright!" The doctor squawked. "Alright, I'm awake," Maura laughed at the tickly feeling and pulled off the beanie hat Jane still wore before throwing it onto the floor.
"Hi..."
"Hey there," Jane grinned, pushed herself up slightly and leaned forward. Their kisses were unhurried but loaded with lust. Jane's mouth opened and she felt Maura's invasion, full lips suckling hers, an eager tongue probing gently.
Before she knew it, Jane had to pull away panting harshly. "I... I need to talk to you."
"Okay?" Maura frowned. "Can I have my presents first?" She was a little confused. She knew her wife was turned on; the detective had been rocking gently against her thigh.
Jane scrubbed at her face awkwardly and sat on the newly washed bedspread. "Call this one of your presents." She stammered. "Only, I dunno if you'll like it. I uhh... I've been thinking. Alot, recently."
"That's never good," Maura said and chuckled to herself. Jane wasn't impressed.
"I...anyway. I'm not even gonna argue. I just want you to hear me out. Strangely, the internet doesn't have any threads about this kinda thing," she stuttered.
Maura softened and she ran her hand up and down Jane's clothed thigh. "Hey... talk to me."
Jane swallowed thickly and dared to bring her eyes up. "How... how do you feel about another one."
"Another what?" Maura's brow knitted together. There was silence for an excrutiating amount of time.
Jane's eyes pointed but Maura wasn't getting it. "Another child," she whispered.
Maura blinked. She wasn't expecting this. "You sure?"
Jane nodded and before she knew what was happening, her eyes filled with tears. "I umm, I went downstairs this morning. To your desk," she smiled, and the tears rolled down her cheeks. "And I thought about how you didn't have any photo albums as a kid. And I want them. I want so many fucking albums, we'll need a whole room for family nostalgia."
Maura grinned. Her eyes began to match Jane's and watered delicately. "You really are turning into he-"
"Not a word, and no I am not." Jane pointed a finger with a daring smile. "I'm serious. I don't want Ava to grow up, to go to kindergarten and have all those kids going on about their brothers and sisters. I don't want her to think, 'Why don't I get that?'"
Maura swallowed. "You don't want her to be like me." Jane frowned. "Now, did I say that?" she growled a little. "Did I say anything like that?"
"You didn't have to," Maura pushed herself off the bed.
"Maur..."
Maura shook her head, waving it off. "Carry on."
"So maybe, yes, okay... I don't want Ava to grow up with parents who didn't have enough time for her. Is that so bad? Our jobs are so fucking unpredictable, so dangerous at times, I don't want her to be on her own. If she has to go to Ma's, I want her to have a little sibling to play with okay?"
Maura smiled and approached Jane once more. She held Jane's cheeks in her hands and traced the matching scar on her neck. "Hey... I wasn't saying no."
Breathe, Jane. Breathe. Do not pass out. Not now. "You... you weren't?"
Maura shook her head hesitantly. "Personally I think it's a great idea."
"You do?" Jane's mouth was suddenly very dry. She thought it would take months and months of discussing and persuading. She felt so much guilt for letting Maura be the housewife. That's not how she wanted things to happen. Then again, often Jane would find herself at home playing with toy cars as the two Rizzolis waited for Mommy to come home from a court day.
"I do," Maura smiled and pulled her wife forward for a kiss.
"Mmm, there's..." Jane mumbled but was cut off by another kiss. "There's more," she finally pulled away.
"There is?" Maura smiled, making work of Jane's blazer, licking at the delicate pulse point of her neck.
"Mm-hmm," Jane's eyes shut tightly. "I wanna do it."
Maura pulled off the vest tee, exposing a baby blue bra. "Do what?"
Jane had to stop. She pushed Maura away and looked deeply into her eyes. "I wanna carry our baby."
Maura didn't move for five minutes. "Umm," she cleared her throat. Jane was now completely ready to pass out. She had asked Maura to talk, but it was as if the doctor couldn't hear her.
"Maura..." She repeated. Finally hazel eyes blinked up at her.
"Jane," Maura licked her lips to wet them. "Are you completely, truly sure?" Jane shrugged petulantly. It took her a moment to get her bearings, but she looked up and nodded shyly. "A pregnant woman goes through many significant changes, pains. Your job will have to be put on hold for a long while, you realize this, don't you?"
Jane frowned in annoyance, then looked up with a grin. "But my boobs'll get bigger, right?" Her eyes twinkled.
"Jane..." Maura tried not to laugh and put a hand on her wife's shoulder. "Think about this."
"I've been thinking about this since we got the positive three years ago." Jane replied with an impatient huff. "I wanna do this. I wanna have a baby." The words were understandable, but coming out of Jane's mouth... Maura was completely and utterly confused.
"You are completely sure..."
The repetition wasn't lost on Jane and she frowned, a little stung. "You don't want me to?"
"No, no," Maura shook her head hastily and laughed. "I didn't say that, I'm just a little...shocked I think."
"Good shocked?" Jane smiled hopefully. Finally the doctor realized she was scaring her wife. She snapped out of it and leaned forward.
"Very," Maura kissed her, "very," another kiss, "good." Jane chortled and lay back, welcoming the honey blonde into her arms. Maura kissed her again. "You know... it could be a few months and we wouldn't be able to do this anymore." Maura smiled. There it is. The slightly terrified look washing over Jane's face.
"Oh man... Is it, Maur, is it really that bad? Like... will I be able to handle it?" Jane asked, her eyes wide, brow to her hairline.
Maura was about to joke, then decided against it. "I think, you will be amazing." She smiled and pecked Jane on the nose, their legs tangling together.
"Yeah?" Jane grinned shyly. Maura hummed and peeled off the blue bra, releasing Jane's small breasts. "I think you're going to be sexy. And grumbly, that's a given."
"That's not much of a change," Jane chuckled, her breath hitching slightly when she felt a thumb brushing over her nipple.
"And you're going to glow, more so than you already do."
"I do not glow," Jane whined.
"Oh you do," Maura laughed, "Usually after you've stuffed yourself silly on gnocchi night."
"That's called being bloated." Jane smiled, her hand rubbing over Maura's back, encouraging her silently. She suddenly pulled off her wife's nightdress and groaned when she felt her skin meeting Maura's.
"Also true." Maura chuckled. They kissed again. Both women had their own fears, their insecurities and questions... so many questions, mainly from Jane.
She wanted to know what it would feel like... having a little baby wriggle around inside her. She'd felt it when Maura was in her 25th week for the first time. This tiny little patter against her hand. Then, at the 32nd week, she saw what looked like Ava's head, bob up as if to say hello. When asked if it hurt, Maura replied with a "No, not really. A little pressure." She could handle it. Jane nodded to herself. Maura had, and if she could, Jane could.
Maura pulled away. "Focus, Jane."
Sheepish eyes gleamed back at her. "Sorry..."
The doctor laughed and traced the pointed cheekbones with a thumb. "I'll let you off, I think." Jane was completely embarrassed and she rolled over so that she was on top, loving the little squeal that came from Maura's lips. "Are you back from your musings?" Jane nodded. "For good?" The detective smiled and nodded again, sitting up to pull her pants off. "Make love to me then." Maura's eyes were lustful, and she smiled as Jane ripped off her own panties.
"Already on it." the brunette growled back and pounced on her wife, forcing a thigh in between her bare legs. Maura let out a loud moan and widened her thighs, letting Jane rub harder. And then the sensation stopped. "Wait..." Jane let out a pant.
"Fuck!" Maura howled in frustration. "What is it now?"
Jane's eyes widened and her smirk turned into an impressed, ridiculously wide grin. Then she went serious. "Do not tell my mother. Not yet. I mean it, Maur…"
Maura rolled her eyes and arched her back. "Yes, detective."
"Oooh," Jane chortled at the answer and did as Maura implied, silently reaching over to the nightstand to pull out a pair of handcuffs. This baby-making was going to be fun.
TBC.