A/N- Sometimes the level of mush that I can stoop to surprises even me. Make sure you have something to puke into close at hand!

A series of peculiar dreams.

Jane almost broke into a full power run as she dashed between parked cars outside the school, if she was late for this she didn't even want to think about the trouble she would be in. She made it inside and grabbed for the heavy double doors of the main hall. The lights had gone down and Jane could see the stage illuminated at the far end of the hall. A helpful Mr sparks who stood at the back of the hall for the purpose of guiding wayward parents, bent to point at a figure seated two rows from the back on the right. Jane nodded and followed his pointing finger to seat herself next to Maura who had wisely selected two seats at the end of the row.

Maura looked up as Jane sat beside her and let out a sigh of relief. "You completely missed Honokaa." Maura accused in a whisper, but Jane measured the annoyance in her voice to only register around a 3 on the "you'll pay for this later" scale, so she relaxed.

The school they had chosen to send their children to, was a modern all encompassing, multi faith, free for all and tonight they were to celebrate a variety of different religions, holidays and if Jane wasn't mistaken some musical numbers from Annie; they pretty much had their bases covered.

Jane leaned over to Maura. "Where's boo?" she whispered.

Maura pointed to the front row where Jane could just make out a tiny dark head sat next to the familiar figure of her Ma. The little head turned suddenly and two hazel eyes caught sight of Jane and lit up, a little hand joining them to wave excitedly over the back of her chair. Jane gave a little wave and smiled indulgently at her daughter before twirling her finger in the air to instruct her to turn back to the action on stage.

20 minutes later and Jane was beginning to get a little restless, jiggling her leg impatiently; there is only so much of watching other peoples kids perform that you can endure, and then he was there, up on stage for all to see. He came out dressed in the Dr's coat which was a little replica of the one that Maura wore in the lab, Ma had made it for him and he had wanted to wear it every day for the past fortnight. He held a clipboard and paced over to the little ginger haired girl who sat with a cushion up her dress.

The girl was playing the part of a modern day Mary called Marcia who instead of a stable was having a fatherless child at the local community centre, but the themes of the birth of Jesus were in their somewhere; charity, the power of hope, new life and good will to all.

Maura had reached for Jane's hand as their son walked out on stage and Jane felt the tension in her body as Maura willed him to do well. Jane squeezed her hand to reassure her and they both watched with bated breath.

"Following a full pelvic examination it appears the patient's cervix is sufficiently dilated and her contractions are becoming more regular, the baby will be here soon." The doctor turned to the little girl and patted her on the shoulder.

Jane chuckled and looked at Maura with a raised eyebrow. "You changed the lines." Jane said quietly.

"Well a real doctor would never have said what they had planned. And he delivered the line perfectly!" Maura smiled proudly as she looked up at their boy.

Jane felt the swell of pride in her chest so much she was unsure she could contain it all, not just for the boy they were raising together, whom they loved with all their heart, but for the woman she adored whom this boy had brought in to her life in a way she had only dreamed would be possible. It was still all a wonder to Jane that this was her life, that she had everything she could ever want.

Jane woke suddenly to find she was tangled in a blanket and sweating slightly, she quickly realised that the bed was empty and got up to go in search of Maura. Jane didn't have to look far as she slipped into the open doorway of the baby's room, now unrecognisable as the guest room it had been only a few months ago.

When the baby had moved into a room of his own it had made perfect practical sense for Jane to keep her place in Maura's bed. The only alternative being sleeping on the couch or sharing the guest house with her mother, which Maura had reasoned would really be too far from the baby. Over the last six months and if she admitted it, way before then, the lines and boundaries that defined a friendship were constantly being, smudged, blurred and generally ignored by the pair so that Jane was never sure just what they were to each other and could not have told someone else if she had wanted to, but for now, it worked.

Jane could see Maura stood by the cot, looking down at a sleeping ball of cuteness, Jane noted that Maura gripped the rails of the cot tightly and as she quietly made her presence known and delicately stepped into the room to join her friend she saw the worry and fear etched in the lines of her face.

"Maur? You alright?" Jane whispered from just behind her.

Maura shook her head and Jane placed a supportive hand instinctively on Maura's shoulder.

"What is it?" Jane asked quietly.

Maura turned her face to look at Jane. "I'm terrified Jane." She said simply.

"Of what?" Jane asked knowing the answer before she heard it and understanding the feeling completely.

"Of everything, that Lydia will come back and take him from us, that he'll get sick, that he could fall and hurt himself, that something could happen while we are at work, that someone could hurt him." Maura spilled her fears out unhappily.

"Hey." Jane said soothingly as she enveloped Maura in a surprisingly gentle embrace from behind, which Maura happily settled into, placing her arms around herself and over Jane's. "This is how every parent feels, I'm scared too, but I know that everything will be okay, no matter what happens. We are taking a risk loving this baby so much and giving him a home, but love is always a risk, what else are we going to do?" Jane bent her head slightly and kissed the top of Maura's head, squeezing her a little tighter.

"What woke you anyway?" Maura asked trying to get her fears under control; they really had overwhelmed her for a moment.

"I had the strangest dream." Jane murmured against her Maura's hair.

"Again?"

"Yeah, but this one was his school play and you were there and Ma..."

"And the little girl again?"

"Yes!" Jane exclaimed, her voice raising a little, as she recalled exactly the face of the little girl in her dream.

"Well, you know what they say." Maura said patting Jane's hand. "A dream is a wish your heart makes."

"Have you been at the Disney again Dr Isles?" Jane said, pulling her head back to look down at Maura in disapproval.

"It's for research purposes." Maura defended and earned herself another squeeze from Jane as she felt the detective chuckle against her back.

A/N- This just would not get out of my head this morning, I think it's from reading too much baby orientated fic last night. I apologise. On the other hand if you like it, I could be encouraged to do more!