NOTE: Please read the following paragraphs to better understand the story. Thanks for reading!

Disclaimer(s): Of course I do not own Rizzoli & Isles. They don't belong to me, but to TNT, Janet Tamaro, and Tess Gerritsen. This is my first FanFic ever written so please keep that in mind. I welcome all reviews including negative and constructive ones. Your feedback is much appreciated since I'm sure I have much to learn.

So anyways, a sort of preface to the story. This takes place in the present, so the end of Season 5 I guess. I'm actually watching them on DVD for the first time, don't have TNT, and am only on Season 4. So I might be missing a few details, but it mostly flashbacks to milestones in their relationship that would have gone on 'off camera.' So in this world, they started their relationship in the first episode of Season 1 and it progressed from there. This is basically a combination of them spilling the beans to everyone and remembering how they got to this point in the relationship, since all of these events occurred when Janet Tamaro wasn't supervising. ;) Here you go, I hope you enjoy!

EDIT: So some people were getting a bit confused as to how this was all happening off camera, supposing that if the cameras were off, Maura would go back to being Sasha, and Jane would go back to being Angie. So here is a little more explanation on how this world is occurring. I guess I'm writing it from the perspective that they know when they are or are not being watched by the director and film crew, kind of like they are on a reality show where they can only be 100% uncensored when they know that they aren't being recorded. In this world they are always Jane and Maura, they aren't actors, they are real people. Jane and Maura are real and Angie and Sasha don't exist. It's kind of like Janet Tamaro is their 'God' who creates boundaries and parameters. However, when the lights and cameras are off, and Janet goes home, I'm imagining that Jane and Maura continue with their everyday activities. With the lack of 'parental' supervision, however, they are able to explore their sexual interest in each other, without a script to keep them in line. Does that make sense? Hope so!

Warning: It will morph into M rated content, but it will build up to it verses jumping right in to sex within the first few chapters.

Chapter 1:

It was just another Friday evening, after work, for Jane and Maura. They had just finished their most recent case earlier that day, and as usual, had planned on having dinner, watching a movie, and relaxing for the night at Maura's. Jane was snuggled on the couch, reading, in her BPD t-shirt and shorts, as Maura, still in heels and work attire, prepared the 'healthy' portion of their meal in the kitchen. After a few moments in comfortable silence, Jane looked over at Maura, still chopping away at the counter, and called to her,

"Hey Maur?"

"Yes Jane," replied Maura, as she continued cutting fresh kale for their salad.

"I think it's time," said Jane casually, as she resumed paging through her Sports Illustrated.

"Hmmm? Time for what dear," Maura curiously replied, without taking her eyes away from the fresh greens.

"Time to tell everyone... yah know, about…us,"

A few moments of silence crept by, as Jane kept turning the pages and Maura looked off into the distance, contemplating Jane's revelation. Finally Maura said,

"Really? I'm surprised. You really think they're ready?"

"I think so," said Jane "I mean, as ready as they're ever going to be."

"True," Maura paused, "I don't see this getting any easier, so I guess it's better to do it sooner rather than later."

"Yeah, I mean, it's been what like 2 or 3 years already, right?"

"Jane, you know how I feel about guessing," Jane smirked just slightly, behind her magazine as Maura scolded her lightly in frustration. She knew that would get on her nerves, especially since it was incorrect.

"See Jane, this is why I'm the one keeping track of all our family and colleagues' birthdays. One can't simply just 'guess' at these things." Jane was still amused, as Maura's frustration only surmounted.

"You really should know, how long we've been together Jane," this time Maura sounded slightly hurt.

Jane quickly realized that playing dumb was not the way to go right now, so she decided to come clean.

"You're right Maur. I should know by now. I mean, really, it's been 4 years, 8 months, and 5 days. Honestly though, it feels like we just shared our first kiss yesterday, so sometimes I forget."

Maura dropped the knife, gently, on the cutting board.

Jane smirked when she heard the 'clunk' of the blade hitting the wood.

Maura walked up behind Jane and placed her arms around her neck as she kissed the top of her head.

Jane dropped her magazine in her lap and turned to place a soft kiss on Maura's lips.

"I'm sorry I got upset," said Maura, as she nuzzled Jane's neck with her nose.

Jane just laughed and said, "Sorry I pretended to guess," as she winked at Maura.

Had it really been almost five years? Neither had realized, until now, how long they had really been keeping their love a secret. I mean, they were pretty good at it, after all. They had years of practice.

At first the lack of sharing had been for personal reasons. Mostly, Jane was afraid of how the less mature men at the precinct would react. At the time, she hadn't felt emotionally ready for a new onslaught of gay jokes, so they had opted to wait. Of course Jane was also fearful of her family's reactions, mostly her Ma's. But she knew they all loved Maura and already considered her family, so that worry had been somewhat diffused. Truthfully though, what had kept it a secret this long was their mutual fear that people wouldn't be able to handle the truth. That they would fail to acknowledge their relationship as factual and it would be something that required affirmation.

But honestly, hadn't they suspected it all along anyway? It doesn't take a genius, like Maura, to notice how close the two had become. How every look lingered just a bit too long. How each touch were far more lengthy than was necessary. And how neither woman really cared much for any physical affection, except from one another. In hindsight, they weren't sure anymore the real reason for hiding their somewhat obvious relationship, but that didn't matter now. They were now both determined to let their love be known. Just how were they going to do that though?