Hi! Well this is my first time at Rizzoli and Isles (I don't own anything). I hope ya'll like the plot and please tell my if I should continue with this. Rizzoiles everywhere!

"Jane!" Maura called out into Jane's apartment. She had left early from work without some much of a word to any of her co-workers, especially Maura. Worried Maura had followed her as soon as she had found out. Now she was looking through the living room when she heard a voice coming from Jane's room, more specifically her bathroom. As she got near she hear Jane,

"Shit! Shit! Shit! Motherfuc…"

"Jane!" Maura burst into the room to silence Jane. The detective, through stunned for a second, quickly hid what she was holding by sitting on it, and then turned away from her best friend. In seeing that her normally active and very vocal friend was seated right next to the toilet, eyes down and hiding something, Maura was very worried. "Jane you know you can tell me anything." Taking a hold of one of her friend's hands she continued to coax her. "Jane what's wrong? I will try to help you in any way I can. Sweetie, talk to me."

"I…I can't. It's to embarrassing."

"Jane, there is nothing you can tell that I probably haven't heard before. Now you, in the position you are in are really starting to frighten me."

"Ya, you're telling me." Jane took a deep breath. "Maura I don't know how to tell you this."

"Jane, what is it?" Jane opened her mouth a couple times but couldn't bring herself to say it. So she say up a little bit to retrieve the object behind her and gave it to Maura. Maura in turn took hold of a pregnancy test, and by the looks of it it was positive. She was shocked none the least.

"Jane you're pregnant."

"It appears so doc." She chuckled a little at Maura's tone but not before a little whimper of pain came out with it. And Maura caught it.

"Jane, look at me." She waited for brown eyes to meet hers. "It is going to be okay. I am here for you and whatever you need." At this point she had point the test aside and engulfed Jane in a tender hug. This was what Jane needed, a friend that would hold her in her darkest times, and so she just let it all. Maura just ran her hand through the darken curls and let her friend pour out her miseries. After a few minutes Maura tried to get a laugh from the woman curled up against her. "I guess this explains your lack of interest in coffee lately." She got a little drowned laugh from Jane.

"God Korsak! What the hell did you put in this coffee? It's disgusting!"

"Jane I don't know what you are talking about?" He said sipping his own over sugared coffee. "It's perfect."

"Ya well this one sucks! I am gonna head down to the morgue to see if our good doctor doesn't have any decent coffee."

When she entered Maura's office she immediately spotted her friend pouring herself a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Maura looked up and see her friend and smiled. She was about to offer her a cup when Jane's face did this awful thing as she clutched her stomach and ran to the nearest sink. Maura put her mug down and ran over to her friend who was now hurling over her sterilized sink.

"Oh my, oh dear! Jane, what's a matter?" She asked as she held the unruly hair. After what seemed like hours to Jane, but Maura could tell her it was just a couple minutes, Jane slowly got back up slowly as to not disturb the peace in her now empty stomach. "Jane what was that?"

"Maura, come on! You're a doctor, please tell me you don't need the definition of puke do you?"

"Jane," Maura said sternly, "I meant why did dispose of you previous meals?"

"Well that's a fancy way of putting it." A glare from Maura. "Sorry, I guess the fish last night wasn't so great. Oh boy, " said gasped as a new wave of nausea hit her, "Maur I think I need fresh air. I'll call you later." Jane managed to shout before she ran out of the morgue.

"Jane, I want to make sure this is real, that you are really pregnant before you tell anyone else. At times test like these are not the best, and can actually be faulty."

"Okay Maur, whatever you want? Can I just go to bed now?"

"Oh, yes, of course. Would you like me to go?"

"No! No, stay." With that Jane got up and grab her hand and lead them to her bed. There she just fell onto the bed with Maura behind. Once they were comfortable, which to them was hugging and legs intertwined, Maura sought out one more question.

"Jane?" she asked from on top of the detective's hair where she lay.

"Huh."

"Who's the father?"

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