Title: It Was Meant To Be

Genre: Romance
Rating: M
Pairing: RIZZLES!

Summary: In the course of 4 years, Jane's life has changed in more ways than she ever could've imagined.

Disclaimer:I do not, nor will I ever, have any rights to Rizzoli & Isles

Author's Notes: HEY EVERYONE! I'm baaaaaack! I've been wanting to torture myself by writing something in first person for a while, so we're going to see how this goes!

As I sit here, watching my pregnant wife and child slumber together, I can't help but think about what happened 5 years ago that led us all to this point in time.

I guess it all started with Tommy, just like it usually does. He had been acting funny for months, not that this is too unusual for him, but still, it WAS a little strange. He wasn't the same happy go lucky guy he had always seemed to be. One night at the table with the family, including my father, mother (at opposite end of the table to keep the peace), Tommy, Frankie, myself, and Maura, Tommy had announced that he and a "lady friend" of his were having a child. What you would give to be a fly on the wall for that dinner, huh?

It was utter chaos. All of us collectively were in shock. Ma and pop had a FIT, while Frankie and I were more calm since we weren't all too surprised that Tommy had royally screwed up... again. Poor Maura didn't know what to do with herself. She just watched the story unfold before her, and her hand was on my forearm, showing her support, most of the evening.

She ended up staying at my place that night, somehow knowing that I needed a distraction. She had wine, I had beer, and we sat on the couch most of the night. The night started with late night television, which we both knew the other loved to watch. We then played a few rounds of Jenga, which I won, and Yahtzee, which Maura ended up winning. As the night wore on, we ended up foregoing the alcohol for chocolate milk, and curled up for couch conversation.

We sat in silence for a while, enjoying the simple deliciousness of our drinks. I remember Maura humming into her cup, and I simply chuckled in response. She ended up bring the one that broke the silence, which was usually the case.

"What are you thinking about, Jane?"

I simply shrugged, half of me unsure of what I thought, and the other half not sure about wanting to share my feelings. But when I looked over and saw Maura's awaiting eyes, I couldn't help but be forthcoming. She always had a way to get information out of me.

"He screwed up, Maura. He went and knocked up some chick, and now he has to face the music. He can't just pretend it didn't happen like everything else in his life. There's a baby involved, his baby, and he has to be a man about it."

Maura simply nodded her response, and placed her now empty mug on the coffee table.

"Do you think he's capable of taking responsibility?"

This one I had to think about. Tommy had screwed up his entire life, but that didn't mean he was a bad guy. But a father? I wasn't so sure about that...

"I don't know, Maura. But, I'm going to lean toward no. Either that child is going to grow up with a barely there father, or one that isn't there at all. Tommy cares, but I just don't think he can handle being a father, Maura. He doesn't have a responsible bone in his body. But, I know that my folks will want to be a part of this child's life. Ma has wanted grandkids since we were born. Knowing her, she'll find a way to make it happen."

Maura smiled softly, knowing I was right about my mother. She scooted closer, and rested her head on my shoulder, and I wrapped my arm around her waist. I have always loved moments like that. It was in those moments when the love I felt for Maura always came to the surface the most noticeably. I couldn't avoid feeling like it was right, us being curled up together on the couch, talking about our lives. But I always pushed those thoughts away for fear of ruining the best friendship I'd ever had.

"What about you, Jane?" I heard her mumble from my shoulder ,breaking me out of my thoughts.

"What about me, Maura?"

"You don't want anything to do with the child? I mean, you'll be an aunt. That doesn't mean something to you?"

I thought for a long moment, not yet having thought about that. She was right. I would have a little niece or nephew to buy things for and teach things and take places. I had to admit, I kind of liked the idea, even if the situation surrounding it wasn't the best.

"Of course it does, Maura. But I want to see what happens before I get myself too invested in this, ya know? I'm not going to count my chickens yet."

I felt her nod against me softly, and felt her sit up. I looked over, seeing how very tired she was, and smiled softly.

"For the record Jane, I think you'll be a great aunt."

This surprised me. Maura always seemed to know how to do that. I smiled again, and gently stroked Maura's back.

"You think so?"

She nodded gently, scooting so close to me that it became hard for me to breathe.

"I know so."

And with that, her lips were on mine. By the time I registered what had happened, Maura had pulled away.

I opened my eyes to look at her, and saw a look of confusion and fear on her face. I soon realized that she thought I had rejected her, which was far from true. I opened my mouth to say something, but realized that sometimes, words just don't work. So, I did the only thing that came to mind; I kissed her.

We must've kissed on the couch that night for a straight hour. I never thought I could kiss someone nonstop for that long and not be tired or bored, but then again, this time it was different. This time it was Maura.

We didn't really talk about things at the moment in time. I think we both knew that talking was overrated, and that we'd take things as they came. She ended up sleeping over... but not in THAT way. She was too tired in every sense of the word. So, she crawled into bed next to me, and I just held her until we both fell asleep. Let's just say my dreams that night were pretty damn pleasant.

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