Sorry about not posting this yesterday. But here ya go.

I realize how short my chapters are in this story but I'm trying to make up for it my posting about twice as often as on other stories.

I was hoping to get Rizzoli & Isles for my birthday, but alas, I do not own the show or anything affiliated with it.

Jane set the bag of tests down on Maura's kitchen island with more force than strictly necessary.

"You have no idea what I had to go through to get these for you."

Maura gave Jane a thank-you smile and a welcoming hug before peering into the bag.

"I can reimburse you for-" Maura's sentence died in her mouth. "How many of these are there? There's no way I'll be able to produce enough urine for eight pregnancy tests!"

"One of them claims to be able to tell from your saliva!"

"Seven isn't much better!"

"You don't have to do them all at once, okay? A couple now, a couple before bed, a couple in the morning…"

Maura's only response was a dramatic groan as she stalked off to the restroom with two in hand.

By eleven o'clock that evening they had their answer. The saliva test had said 'not pregnant', though when they went and got two more of the same kind it informed them that Jane and Jo were both expecting. It was excluded from the data along with the test Maura had dropped into the toilet and insisted they throw out. There was still one test left, the most expensive and supposedly the most reliable of them, that would wait until morning.

Five concurring tests didn't lie.

"Pregnant. Again."

Maura sighed, resting her head in her hands as she sat with her elbows on her knees on the sofa. Jane placed an arm around her shoulders.

"Hey, we still have that fancy one. And you haven't used your lab contacts yet."

"I already know what they'll say." Maura grumbled.

"Hey, that's not you. You're Dr. Maura Isles. You don't jump to conclusions. You don't give in to pessimism. And you are not defeated by a bunch of urine-soaked plastic."

Maura gave a halfhearted chuckle, then sighed. "I don't think I've ever wanted a glass of wine more in my life."

"Hey, it won't be so bad. There are other things to drink besides alcohol." And idea struck Jane. "Hey, I'll do it with you. Both of us, no wine, no beer, nine months. Together."

Maura smiled up at Jane. "Thanks. It means a lot. I know how much you like your beer."

Jane smiled back. "Just don't ask me to give up coffee. I love you, woman, but not that much."

The two shared a laugh.

"That reminds me, Ian brought some great tea. Want some?" Maura asked, getting up.

"I'm not much of a tea person." Jane pulled a face, suggesting her previous statement to be an understatement. "Thanks, but I think I'll just nab some of your orange juice."

"Suit yourself." Maura replied, pouring some of the water she almost always kept warm on the stove into one of the cups Ian had brought and adding tea leaves.

Jane grabbed a well-labeled glass and poured herself some OJ, then followed Maura back to the couch, where she was already staring at the lined-up tests again.

"Maura, let's not dwell, okay? Let's just finish our beverages and get you to bed. If you're fatigued after a normal night's rest I don't want to know what you'd feel like in the morning if you aren't asleep soon."

Jane took a seat on the couch and turned to Maura, whose eyelids seemed to be particularly heavy all of a sudden.

"You're right." Maura responded, barely audibly. She laid her head on a concerned Jane's shoulder. "I am kind of… sleepy." She hardly finished whispering the last word before she was out like a light. Her body slumped into Jane's as her tea dropped to the carpet.

CHUNG CHUNG

I realize this isn't SVU, but I figured the sound effect would be appropriate.

Thanks for reading