Maura's p.o.v
She never asked for much not as a child and not as an adult but one unfulfilled wish she had for some time now, a searing longing and still she never asked for her wish to come true.
Maura was in love with her best friend Jane Rizzoli and so much so that only hearing her name made Maura's heart flutter and made her dream again after years of disappointments in her father -her mother -her so-called friends and her deceitful lovers.
Many nights in this 5 years, 3 months, 15 days and 22 hours she dared to dream and maybe to hope for more than she could hope- or should hope for. Was it idle to hope for Jane loving her as more as a friend, an LLBBF?
Maybe this year, this year she would trust in the magic of that big man and his white beard because isn't Christmas all about believing in magic and dreams coming true?
'Tomorrow', Maura thought as she slipped into her bed, 'tomorrow I write Santa a letter and then maybe for once if I dare to ask my dream will come true.'
She wrapped her expensive satin sheets around her exhausted body and drifted into a blissful sleep...
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