A/N: Last installment. I hope you guys like it. All mistakes are mine.


Jane couldn't help the telling smile that stretched across her face. Settled on her back in the bed with on top of her the most beautiful goddess to ever walk the earth was exactly where she wanted to be. Her muscles strained with the effort of trying to hold on to Maura's whirling hips straddling her lap. The woman's eyes were shut tightly as her hands flew down to brace herself with the brunette's strong shoulders.

It was rare that they ended up in this position, with Maura on top riding her, but when they did Jane couldn't help herself. The blonde would always lose control like this. Her efforts were rocking the entire bed as she moved faster against Jane. Animalistic grunts passed through the angel's holy lips as she rolled her body and her hair was wildly disheveled. What a view it was; and Jane loved every minute of it.

Her hands drifted from the woman's waist down to her thighs and squeezed. She glided them from Maura's knees all the way back up to the woman's breast above her. Pinching her nipples lightly she reveled in the small arch of back and loud sigh that emanated from her partners body. Raising her head up a little she circled the point of Maura's breast once with her tongue before sucking it into her mouth.

"Jane," Maura moaned as her hands shakily sought out the back of the brunette's head pressing it closer to her chest.

After ravishingly exalting Maura's breast for a few more moments, Jane wrapped her long arms around Maura's waist to keep her straddling her as she sat up. Maura bristled only slightly at the sudden movement grasping at the back of the brunette's neck to keep her balance.

"Fuck. Maura." Jane groaned as she slung one arm back on the bed bracing herself and creating leverage to thrust up against the woman on her lap. She ground harder and harder with the thumping of her pulse and the sporadic breathes puffing near her ear.

With one arm squeezing Maura's middle in a vice grip and the other digging into the mattress, Jane buried her face in Maura's neck and drove firmly into her. The blonde squeezed her legs tightly around either side of Jane's waist sinking further into her.

"I love you. I love you." Maura repeatedly panted in the brunette's ear. Jane hissed as she felt Maura's short nails dragging across her upper back and shoulders. She knew it as the number one sign that the blonde was almost there. Their bodies seemed to have a mind of their own as they glided against each other faster and faster until Maura suddenly seized up stopping all movement, with her back mid-arch, fingers white with their clutch on Jane's shoulders and eyes screwed shut. Her teeth were clenched tightly together as she ultimately let out a long, broken groan.

When she began to fall from her climax she could feel Jane still moving against her. Sitting back on both of her hands she began to move again, swirling her hips in a circular motion, and it wasn't long before the detective was falling over the edge herself urgently grasping onto Maura as if she would drift away along with her climax.

Jane's body shook in its entirety, something that she'd never done before her first time with Maura, and she fell back to the bed pulling her lover down with her. They both held each other breathing heavily and not saying a word. Maura placed firm kisses over any part of Jane that she could reach without moving out of their constricted hold. After what felt like forever the euphoric state began to wear off and Jane reached beneath herself to pull the bed sheet down and over the both of them. When Maura went to move to the side of her she embraced her closer, trapping her between her arms.

"No…no. Please, just stay. Give me a minute."

Maura smiled and despite Jane's strong arms she leaned her head back. The brunette still had her eyes closed and only opened them when she felt a straggly curl of her hair being tucked behind her ear. "Sweet girl." Maura whispered. "I'm not going anywhere."

Swallowing hard Jane licked her lips. "You promise?" She'd meant to sound indifferent, but her emotions were too thick and what left her throat was utter vulnerability.

"Promise." She assured, placing a kiss on her nose. "I love you, Jane Rizzoli."

"I love you, Maura Is-"

Suddenly the door to Maura's room flew open causing Maura to fly off of Jane and scurry nearly behind her pulling the blanket all the way up to her chin. There was a large shadowy figure yelling, "Don't you move or I'll shoot!" Everyone was still for a second as Jane processed what was going on. Something clicked and the brunette's blood ran cold as she clutched the covers closer to her chest.

"…Lieutenant Cavanaugh?"

The man at the door cursed under his breath. She saw him reach for the light switch on the wall but seemed to think better it not to as he brought both hands down to holster his weapon.

"Rizzoli?"

"Uh…yes, sir."

"Dr. Isles?" When Maura peaked out from behind Jane he sighed and turned away from the door. "Sorry about that. Your mother thought that you might be in some type of trouble. Sorry Rizzoli. I didn't mean to inter-"

Just then quickening steps could be heard from down the hall. "Did you find them? Is Janie okay? Where's Maura?" Cavanaugh tried to hold the panicky matriarch back but wasn't fast enough. "Janie is that you?" She hurriedly flicked the light on and gasped at what she saw.

Clothes were haphazardly thrown around the room. The lamp on Maura's bedside table was on the floor and seemed to be broken. Her eyes finally landed on the bed. Jane sat like a deer in headlights. At first sight, anyone would guess that Jane was alone if it wasn't for Maura' s head of blonde hair visible just above the Italian's shoulder and one of her legs braised on the side of Jane's body.

"Hey, Ma." She said with a nervous half smile.

Angela didn't say anything as she continued to survey the scene. She barely registered the man beside her kiss her cheek and mumble something about 'none of my business', another 'sorry' and a final 'see you at the station' before he ducked out of the room. Maura sat up a little peaking her head out from behind Jane and carefully placed her hand on Jane's arm.

"Angela." That was it. She'd meant to say more, but absolutely nothing came to mind. She could feel her entire face burning and not from her previous activities.

The older woman stepped further into the room holding onto the door knob. "Why didn't you tell me?" She asked with her eyes on her daughter.

Jane's demeanor switched from tense fear to guilt instantly. "I've been meaning, to…I was just so scared. I was so scared to tell you, Ma." She snapped her mouth closed in an effort to contain the emotion in her voice, but a quivering exhale gave away exactly what she was feeling.

"Is this what you wanted to tell me on the phone?" Not trusting her voice she merely nodded. Angela shook her head searching for what to say. "Scared of what, Jane? Me?"

"Well," Maura spoke up, seeing as Jane had gone mute. "Angela, I think Jane was just nervous that-"

With a bitter swipe of her hand, the older woman cut Maura off. "Listen, I know you're a genius, but I think my daughter can speak for herself. So if-"

"No," came an impossibly low growl from Jane. Snapping her eyes back to her daughter sitting taller on the bed her breath caught in her chest and guilt flooded her. Taking a deep breath Jane tried to calm her anger. "Don't you dare talk to her like that. It's not Maura's fault. Actually she was the one that's been trying to get me to tell you. But I didn't want to. Leave her alone."

Angela looked back to Maura who had now moved her left arm to encircle Jane's waist and placed her forehead on the Jane's back. Swallowing thickly Angela called Maura's name. The blonde slowly raised her head and saw unshed tears in the older Rizzoli's eyes. "I'm sorry. I do love you, sweetheart. Both of you…I just don't-…I…"

Sighing Jane looked sympathetically at her mother. "Listen, I didn't tell you, because…well I wasn't sure how you would react. I'm not naïve enough to think that you would ever stop loving me, because I know you. I know you," she said focusing all of her attention on her words. "No matter what any of us seem to do, you will always love your kids, Ma. And I'm grateful for that.

"But you're so unpredictable sometimes. I don't know if you'd be overly happy which I definitely wasn't ready for. Or if you'd try to convince me that what I was feeling was wrong. And I think I was a little afraid of you just not even acknowledging our love, too."

"Then, Janie why would you keep this from me. How could you even-"

"But out of all of the scenarios I worried about the thing that absolutely terrified me the most," she continued speaking as if her mother never even said a word. "You not reacting at all. Completely ignoring me. I couldn't stand that, Ma because as much as I pretend I don't… I need you."

At that admission Angela's tears began to flow and Jane couldn't help letting one of her own slide down her face. "I need my mother." Her voice broke over almost every syllable of that sentence and she felt Maura's hand tighten reassuringly as shifted closer. "I need you…but I need Maura, too. I'm in love with her. I want to be-…I will be with her for the rest of my life, because someday I'm gonna marry her."

Angela looked over to Maura who had eyes only for Jane as silent tears ran down her smile. Looking between the women the older Rizzoli finally admitted what she had constantly pushed to the back of her mind for years now. The small glances and seemingly unintentional touches. Thoughtful actions and protective, fierce loyalty between the women came down to one thing. Jane made Maura happy. Maura made Jane happy. They were in love.

Raising her eyes to Maura, the woman asked, "You want to marry my daughter and spend the rest of your life with her?"

"Yes." Maura said without hesitation, surprised at how strong her voice sounded.

"That's it?"

"That's all, Ma." Jane said pleadingly. "Just love."

After a minute Angela's energy changed and she shifted anxiously near the door. "But when you get married…they'll be grandchildren, right?"

The tension in the room remained for all of five seconds before Angela's innocent face turned into a full Rizzoli grin and Jane's body relaxed. Behind her Maura laughed and ran her hand up and down her lovers arm.

"Ma. Really?" Angela laughed and stepped closer up to the edge of the bed. Sobering Jane bit her lip. "So we're okay. You don't need time to get used to the idea or anything."

Angela shook her head and laughed. "Honestly Jane I think I've been getting used to the idea for the past few years. I just want you to be happy, baby. You too, Maura."

Lacing her fingers with her Italian, Maura smiled. "We are."

"Good." Suddenly she was moving toward the couple in the bed, ready to embrace them when her daughters booming voice shouted and she pushed further back on the bed.

"Stop. Right. There. You really don't want to come any closer." Angela's face reddened as she remembered the reason why she had this conversation with her daughter in the first place.

"We'll if you don't want me busting in here don't hang up in my face and not answer your phone." Deciding that telling her mother the reason she didn't answer was because Maura had probably broken her phone, not to mention that they were preoccupied in the bed room would do more harm than good, she simply nodded.

"Okay, then," She said with a tight lipped smile. "Can you like…leave?"

"Yes, Angela. We'll get dressed and be right down."

Backing up toward the door the woman held up her hands and smirked. "Oh no. I'll just go to bed. You girls get back to trying to make my grandbabies."

Scrunching her eyebrows Maura said, "Angela, You know it doesn't work that-"

Jane's hand shot down to squeeze the blonde's knee effectively shutting her up. "She's joking." She mumbled. I hope.

When the woman left the room Jane fell forward and dropped her head into her hands groaning loudly. "Shit. That was awkward. And crazy. And…wonderful but also very creepy."

Maura chuckled and began to message the other woman's shoulders. "Yes, it was. But at least it's over, right?"

Reaching one hand up to lace their fingers together Jane nodded her head. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

After a few silent moments Jane could feel the heat of Maura's body as she scooted closer. The blonde laid kisses on Jane's bare shoulder kissing up her neck to finally connect with her lips. Turning in their embrace Jane went to lay Maura on her back but suddenly she jumped out of the bed. Maura was a little confused as to what she was doing before she saw the woman locking the door and turning off the light.

Laughing, Maura laid back as Jane climbed up the bed and stretched over. "You heard your mother. Let's make that grandbaby."

"Ah, no, see. You can't talk about my mother when I'm about to fu-" Jane was instantly silenced when Maura's lips took hers.