A/N Thank you for all your nice reviews! I couldn't resist and wrote one more chapter. I apologize for any mistakes. Also there's a poll on my profile so you can vote on which family fic you want me to continue. So vote and let me know! Also let me know what you think of this chapter, I'd love to hear your ideas! I tried to write it sincerely and make it sweet, I hope you like it. Love to you all!

Chapter 2

Our hotel room is small but it's everything we need. It has a nice, small balcony and we are currently watching the stars up in the dark sky, huddled up in some cushions under a warm blanket. The whole scene is awfully romantic and perfect and in this moment I am sure we made the right decision. For the first time in what feels like forever, I feel totally relaxed and almost happy. Almost. The only thing I need to be totally happy is for Maura to be totally happy. I can almost hear the wheels in her head turning.

"You're thinking too much, babe," I whisper softly while I thread my fingers into her hair. "What's going on in that brilliant brain of yours?"

Maura sighs. "I just need to keep reminding myself that we're safe." She shakes her head and I feel her nuzzling herself into the crook of my neck. "It makes me tired."

"We are safe," I whisper back. "There's nothing to worry about." I manage a small smile when I pull back to look at her, but I think my smile is nothing more than a painful grin. "We don't need to be afraid anymore."

"Are you trying to convince me? Or yourself?"

I shrug my shoulders, looking at our hands that are tangled together on my chest. "Both."

"Is it working?"

"I'm not sure. Is it?"

Maura shrugs and she moves to straddle my lap, sitting up a bit to look into my eyes. She can look into my eyes like no one else can. It's like she looks into my heart with those big, hazel eyes. They sparkle with love and I know she sees right through me. There's no use in denying my feelings or pretending I'm not afraid. She knows me too well. "It's working for me," she answers softly. "Just for a few moments, it works perfectly. When I look at you and you tell me we're safe, I feel safe."

I smile at her, this time it's a real smile. I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and caress her cheek with the back of my fingers. "I want to make you feel safe all the time, though. I want to make you forget about everything."

"You know a way to do that." She leans forward and captures my lips in the most sensual kiss that makes my stomach tingle and my lips burn.

"Hmm." I hum into the kiss and move to press my lips against her cheek, jaw and neck, placing hot kisses on her soft skin. "I would love to," I whisper, "but there's a man over there looking at us so I suggest we go inside?"

"God!" Maura gasps and looks over her shoulder. "Oh, gross." She jumps off my lap and tugs on my hand to take me inside.

I chuckle and follow her, looking at how sexy she looks in a pair of leggings and a warm sweater. I can't wait to take it off. She turns and looks at me with a sultry look in her eyes, her lips curling up into an almost evil smile.

"You know exactly how to play me, don't you?" I laugh and try my best not to jump her when I wrap my arms around her to kiss her deeply and passionately.

She moans and laughs at the same time, a sound I love more than anything. Sex is never just about lust with us. It's never just about the sex. We laugh, we fool around, we can be stupid and giggle and be serious all at the same time. But most importantly, it's about love. It's all an expression of unconditional, passionate and endless love. We laugh when I pull her sweater over her head while we try to keep kissing, which obviously doesn't work so we break apart laughing and she tosses her sweater into a corner of the room before taking off mine and continuing the kiss.

My hands roam across the soft skin of her back, up and down her sides and up to her bra. It's one of those fancy bras with blue lace, which probably cost more than my entire wardrobe. I move my fingers towards the clasp as Maura traces my bottom lip with my tongue before gently biting it, eliciting a low moan from deep within me. "Jeez Maura, what the hell kinda bra is this?!" I break away and turn her around, a little too harsh. I focus on the clasp and try to undo it.

Maura laughs and shakes her head. "You're so romantic sometimes."

"Look at this thing! It has six of those hooks!" I furrow my brow as I fumble with the stupid thing. I just want to get it off. "Work with me, bra," I whisper through my teeth. "Give me my babies."

"Oh my God." Maura giggles and turns around, effectively pulling the clasp away from my fingers. She looks at me, still smiling widely and taking off her bra in one smooth motion.

"Wh-… How'd you do that?!"

"It's not that hard, Jane." She tosses her bra with her sweater, revealing her godly chest. "Can we focus now?"

"Definitely." I groan and move my arms around her waist, kissing her lips while I take one of her breasts in my hand, loving the feel and weight of it. I've always loved this part. The gentle touches and passionate kisses before the real thing. My stomach always tingles like it's our first time, but not with nerves. There's just excitement.

She takes off my bra with the same smoothness she did her own and I pull away from the kiss to breathe, feeling her focusing her kisses on my collarbone and chest. "You're a bra master, Maur."

"What can I say?" She moves back up and looks into my eyes, cupping my breast while she does. "I want my babies too."

"That's so cheesy."

"Shut up." She pulls me on the bed and straddles me, moving her lips towards mine, lowering the both of us on the soft mattress. "You feel cold," she whispers while she lowers my sweatpants and moves her hands over my upper thighs.

"I was just outside, it's cold out." I kiss her neck, something that turns her on every single time.

"Hmm. Maybe we picked the wrong time of year for this trip."

"I love autumn. Let's stop talking." We kiss passionately and my entire body is humming with pleasure as I enter her slowly, looking at the loving sparkle and lust-filled gaze in her eyes. "Let's forget," I whisper while I gently, carefully stroke her, "everything."

And we do. We don't think about anything but our love for the next hour. We make love slowly and gently, passionately and quick, lovingly and deeply. We don't think about kidnaps, stalkers, burning apartments and threats. We don't think about work or family drama or Boston. We are filled with each other's love and nothing else. Everything is perfect and it gets even more perfect when she collapses on top of me, breathing heavily and chuckling slightly.

"What's funny?"

"Nothing." Maura shakes her head and pulls away from the crook of my neck to look at me, the happiest smile in the world curling her lips. She traces my jaw with her finger. "I love you so much, Jane Rizzoli," she whispers. "You're my everything."

"I love you too, Maura Isles." I smirk and pull her back on top of me, loving the feeling of her skin against mine. "You are beautiful, Maura Isles. And gorgeous and perfect and stunning and the most amazing person in the entire world."

I feel her smiling against me but she doesn't reply. She just sighs contently and pulls herself closer against me. "Don't start thinking again, baby. We decided to forget, didn't we?"

"I wasn't thinking. Well-… I was thinking. But not about the things you are referring to."

"What are you thinking about then?"

"About you." She leans herself up on her elbow and looks at me again with that intensity from before. "About how much I love you, and how that scares me a little bit."

"Why?"

"Because I've never loved anyone as deeply as I love you. My feelings are so strong they scare me a little bit sometimes."

"I've never felt this way before either but I guess this is the way it's supposed to be, don't you think?"

"Maybe, yeah."

"I guess this is what it feels to meet your true love. This is what it feels like to fall in love." I smile, reaching up to stroke her cheek and tracing her freckles. "But I get what you mean, it scares me too."

"It does?"

"Yeah, but for different reasons."

"What reasons?" She strokes her hand over my side, moving up to my breast and back to my hip, loving and comforting.

I shrug my shoulders. "Just-… If I ever lose you, I'll be so lost. You're my entire world and if we ever end up apart, my world is gone."

"We won't end up apart."

"I know, but-…"

"We won't, Jane. I won't leave you."

I don't reply. How does she always know? How does she always know what I'm really thinking? I haven't even worked out my own thoughts yet and she's doing it for me. She's right. My biggest fear is that she'll leave me. That I won't be enough for her after all. That I can't make her happy. That's it. That's my fear.

"Tell me," she whispers, noticing the worry in my eyes.

"You know me so well. Are you a mind reader?"

"Jane."

I sigh deeply. "I'm-… I'm afraid I can't make you happy."

"Really?" Maura furrows her brow. "Don't you see it, Jane?"

"See what?"

"How happy you make me? You've made me happier than anyone ever has. When I'm with you, I feel safe and loved. You're strong and funny and caring and you love me so much."

"So much."

"That's all I need, Jane." She smiles at me and leans down to gently, softly kiss my lips. "That's all I'll ever need to be happy."

"I want nothing more than to make you happy."

"Well, you're succeeding." Maura chuckles and moves us to sit up against the headboard, pulling the blankets with us to avoid getting cold. "I love you, you love me and that's truly all I need to be happy. As long as we keep that up, I'll be happy."

God, I love this woman. She's so beautiful, inside and out. I love her kind heart and her brilliant mind. I love her blond curls, her big eyes, soft lips and those adorable freckles. I love her pale skin, her beautiful curves and her gentle touches. I love the way she always looks classy no matter what she wears, I love the way she speaks and the way she laughs. I love her laugh the most. The way her eyes wrinkle on the sides, how her white teeth show and the sound of her laugh that always sounds genuine and real. I love making her laugh.

"Well that's a thing I can promise," I reply with a smirk. "I don't think I can ever stop loving you. I'll love you for the rest of my life, Maura Isles."

She smiles. That smile I love so much where her teeth show and her eyes wrinkle. "I will love you too for the rest of my life, Jane Rizzoli."

"Can we stop saying our last names? Makes me feel so official."

Maura gasps and giggles when I pull her back on top of me. "You started it, Rizzoli!"

"I know, and I'm asking to stop."

"Well, I do officially love you," she says, sitting up on my legs and giving me a lovely view of her chest. "And I'm proud to be officially in love with a Rizzoli."

"Well yeah but it sounds like we're getting married or something."

"Would that be so bad?"

I close my mouth and my smile falls. Did she just suggest we get married? No. No, it was a joke. We're just fooling around. But to be honest, marrying her sounds perfect. Just imagining her as my wife makes me smile. "No, that wouldn't be bad at all," I reply quietly. "but we've been together for a few months so we might want to take it slow."

"I'm not suggesting we get married now, I'm just saying it doesn't sound like a bad idea."

"It sounds like an excellent idea, for a few years from now."

She chuckles and shakes her head. "You want to keep your options open, don't you?"

"Absolutely not." I see goosebumps rising on her skin so I pull her back on top of me and cover us in warm blankets. "You're my only option."

"Hmmm." She hums and I feel her relaxing against me, getting sleepy from our recent activities and passion. I've always loved these moments, where she gets tired and falls asleep against me. I always try to stay awake for it because I just don't want to miss this beautiful sight. Lately I always try to stay awake when she sleeps, just to make sure she sleeps peacefully. But tonight I know for sure she'll sleep peacefully. I know she will fall asleep with this love-induced smile on her face.

"Sleep, Maura," I whisper into her ear after I carefully kiss her temple. "I love you."

She smiles tiredly and nuzzles her nose into my neck. "Goodnight, my love."