"You don't have a choice in that anymore, Casey." Jane moved her hand out from underneath his. "I've moved on, it's too late." Her words were bitter. She had moved on. She was happy. She was in love.

"How can you move on in seven months?" Casey demanded.

Jane was about to answer him, but the sound of a cafe chair falling to the ground made her jump. She looked at where the noise came from. "Maura?" Her girlfriend was standing there apologising to another officer. "Are you okay?"

"I-I'm fine." She lied.

Jane stood up and walked over, grabbing her by her hands and guiding her to her table. "You're not," She pointed to Maura's chest. "Hives."

"Maybe we should just continue this conversation later," Casey butted in. "I can meet you at your apartment after you finish work."

"We're having this conversation now, and with Maura present." Jane held on to Maura's hand.

Maura sat quietly staring at hers and Jane's hands clasped together. She knew Casey thought nothing of it; he never did when they had been touchy-feely in front of him in the past. But this action from Jane meant the world, it restored faith that Jane wasn't going back to him.

"I don't understand how you can tell me you love me and then find someone else while I was gone." Casey scoffed, shook his head and leaned back in his chair.

"I don't understand how you can tell me you love me and then leave for what you said was going to be three months, it turns in to seven months and I don't hear a damn word from you," She raised her voice. "You claimed to have been in love with me yet you fuck me and leave me!"

"I didn't fuck you, Jane," Casey's words were bitter, he was hurt. "I made love to you before I went back to Afghanistan, I needed to touch you and feel you."

Maura squirmed uncomfortably in her seat; but she still remained silent.

"Oh well I was happy for you that you dick was working once again," Jane, without intending to, snatched her hand out of Maura's grasp and slammed her hands down on the table; not caring if she was making a scene. "And you certainly didn't make love to me; I can assure you of that."

"Right, because you know what love is? You told me that you never knew what love was until I came along."

"I was wrong," Jane's voice was calm. "I now know love. I know how it feels to love and be loved."

"Right, with this person you've been dating for what, six months?" Casey shook his head and reached across the table, stopping half way as Jane snatched her hands away. "We've known each other since high school, Jane."

"We've been together for six months but I've known her for six years."

"Six years is nothing compared to," Casey stopped mid sentence. "Wait, what? Did you just say 'she?'"?

"I did." The detective reached for her girlfriends hand and held it tight.

"Jane," Casey laughed. "I'm not Giovanni, I know you well enough to not believe that you're in a relationship with a girl, let alone that girl being Maura."

"What do you mean 'let alone that girl being Maura'?" Maura turned to face Casey. She had finally had enough. "And whether you believe that Jane and I are in a sexual romantic relationship is really none of your business."

"So I'm just supposed to believe that all of a sudden you are both lesbians?"

"Really?" Jane deadpanned. "What is with every damn person feeling the need to label Maura and I? Just because our relationship happens to be between two females?" Once again her voice elevated. "You know what? Fine. If people can't accept that Maura and I have fallen in love and feel the need to label it - then go for it. We're big lesbians! We're madly in love with each other and we have amazing sex!"

"Jane?" Maura sat shocked. It was usually herself talking about sex, not the other way around.

"What can she offer you, Jane? In the long run, what can Maura offer you?" Casey stood up and demanded an answer.

"I can offer her stability, safety, and...and loyalty and love, commitment," Maura stood up so she was more on level with Casey. "I have always been there for Jane when you decide to pop in and out of her life, I'm the one who always picked up the mess you left, I was the one who comforted her, I was the one who cared for her when you weren't around. I won her heart because I love her more than you ever could Casey," Maura poked him in his chest. "I don't just up and leave whenever I feel like it. I love Jane way too much to do that. She is my life and what decisions I make I consult with my girlfriend because it affects both of us."

"She can't offer you a future, Jane," Casey's voice was vulnerable as he moved to the side and grabbed Jane's wrists as he kneeled on the floor. "We can get married, we can have kids, and we are good together."

"I want that," Jane nodded with tears in her eyes. "I want to get married and have kids one day," She swallowed. "But Maura is the only person I can see myself sharing that experience with. She's who I imagine marrying, the only person in the world who I can see myself settling down and...and having kids with." Jane tore away from Casey's grip.

"So if I didn't leave, we would have had that." Casey spoke more to himself than to Jane.

"No," Jane shook her head. "Because I could never see myself having a future with you." Jane stood up and pushed her chair in. "Not with Maura being in my life, being with anyone else would have been the wrong thing, I wouldn't have been complete."

Maura grabbed Jane's hand as they both looked back at Casey for one last time. "I'm sorry Casey," Jane spoke sincerely. "I can't help who I love, and I wouldn't want to help it if I could."

"Don't hurt her." Casey looked up into Maura's eyes.

"I won't," Maura smiled at Jane and then looked back to Casey. "I could never hurt someone I love."

The End.

I plan on writing more -

* My Maura.
* Thinking Of You.
* Cream (1 more chapter only)

Unsure when I will update -

* Take Me Home.
* The Emerson Files.

I apologize for not updating sooner. I am really slack. I kind of need to stop self doubting my writing and write for myself. If you guys enjoy it, then that's the biggest bonus ever. 70+ reviews for one chapter of 'My Maura' all telling me it needs to be continued is kind of scary because I plan on it being a long one...I just need people to trust my writing.

Anyway, hopefully you enjoyed this chapter. Review if you please (I don't like to bribe people but I have chocolate..)

- MT