Maura peered closely at herself in the bathroom mirror. She wore a stupid grin to go along with her ponytail. Reaching down for her toothbrush and toothpaste, she realizes she never thought of herself as a stupid grinner. Squeezing toothpaste onto the brush, no for the first thirty or so years of her life she had given her fair share of small smiles, maybe a smirk or two but no stupid grins. Leaning closer into the mirror and methodically attacking her back teeth, she takes in the faint eye crinkles, the 'I heart a detective' t-shirt Jane had just given her and the familiar freckles on her nose. Looking even closer she notices a faint hickey where her neck meets her shoulder.

Pulling her toothbrush out of her mouth, "Jane!" she yells sternly.

Maura resumes brushing, no she wasn't always a stupid grinner but now, now she'd become one along with a belly laugher, a storyteller, even a leg puller on occasion. Smiling to herself she spits into the sink. Jane had given her those things, Jane. Maura sighs contentedly. They are getting married today in their backyard with all their friends and family and Maura can't wait.

"Jane!" She trails off as she feels long arms wrap around her from behind, mischievous brown eyes popping up in the mirror over her right shoulder.

"Geez, woman –why the yelling?" Jane says smiling, leaving a kiss on Maura's exposed neck. "Nice shirt, by the way. Are you almost ready? I'm sure you will be surprised to know I am hungry." Jane says playfully into the side of Maura's neck, making the doctor shiver.

Maura rolls her eyes at her partner, "Jane, what is this on my neck? We are getting married today and now…" She trails off as Jane starts trailing her lips along the slender column of Maura's throat. Maura's eyes flutter shut as a sigh escapes her parted lips.

"No, Jane, this is how I got this mark in the first place." Maura says breathlessly, smiling widely.

Jane squeezes Maura to her tightly, "Alright, alright Dr. Rizzoli-Isles." Jane says with a grin turning Maura around to face her. "I love you and I didn't mean to leave a mark, you just had me all turned on…" Jane trails off as Maura traces her collarbone through her t-shirt. "…And I'm excited about today. And if we don't get going we won't be able to have breakfast at the diner before all the appointments you made for us. You know what that means Doc, no blueberry cake for you."

Maura leans forward with a stupid grin on her face and kisses Jane softly on the mouth, sighing into the kiss, until they are wrapped tightly around each other, tongues tangling.

Pulling away breathless, "I'm excited too. Lets go feed you." Maura says with a final pinch to Jane's side, causing her to laugh.

They walk together out of the bathroom.

Maura is waiting by the mailbox paging through the newspaper, waiting for Jane to come along with Joe after she finishes her business. They walk hand in hand, Joe leading the way, content in the cool early morning sun.

"You seem so relaxed." Maura murmurs offhandedly.

Jane just nods, smiling at Maura.

"How are you doing it? Because I am beginning to feel a little ill." Maura says frowning.

Jane stops them abruptly so Maura runs into her with a very unladylike "oooff".

"Stop it." Jane says gently framing her face. "This is another day we get to be together and with our friends and family and in our backyard and making promises out loud we have already made a dozen times to each other. And you get to wear an amazing dress which, by the way, makes your breasts look mouthwatering." Maura can't help the giggle that escapes her throat.

Jane can see the tension leaving her partner and wraps her arm around her shoulder, beginning to walk them towards the diner again. "So, its fine, I'm good, you're good. It will be an amazing day, it already is." She finishes waving her arm around before settling it back on Maura's shoulders.

Shaking her head, "OK, OK, I wasn't saying I was having cold feet, just you know all those live people, make me ill."

"Sweetie, you only have to worry about one live person and that's me, the rest will take care of itself." Jane says leaving a kiss on Maura's forehead.

More than an hour later they sit across from each other at the diner finishing their coffee, having enjoyed eggs and bacon and toast and shared a bit of the blueberry coffee cake they both love.

Sighing contentedly and rubbing her belly, Jane eyes Maura with a smirk. The doctor had not stopped talking since the moment they walked in and it was intensely amusing to Jane. Jane caught the eye of their favorite waitress, a college field hockey player named Steph who rolled her eyes playfully and brought more coffee over.

Steph clears her throat, "Dr. Isles, so you excited about this afternoon's festivities?"

Maura pauses mid sentence and looks up at Steph and then at Jane who is grinning stupidly behind her mug of coffee, "What? I'm talking too much aren't I?"

Both Steph and Jane can't help but burst out laughing and only a moment goes by before Maura joins in.

Jane reaches over to place her hand on top of Maura's, "Its OK, sweetie, your rambling is pretty cute."

"Ha, ha, Jane. So Stephanie, you are coming this afternoon right?"

"Yup, I get off here at two, just enough time to shower and change into my fabulous dress and make it in time for cocktail hour. Which by the way is a great way to begin your festivities." Steph says chuckling. She looks around, sees everyone is taken care of and sits down next to Jane in the booth. "So how are things going? Everything ready?"

Maura looks to Jane as she takes a sip of her coffee, nodding.

"Well, everything is set, we think. Maura has a bunch of appointments for us this morning. My mom is coordinating the food and the caterers and hopefully won't scare them all away. We decorated the backyard last night, the tent came and the tables and such." Jane rubs her hands together. "So we should be good to go, right Maura?"

Maura nods, smiling widely, "Good to go? Yes, I think we are."

Steph stands up, "Well I can't wait, thanks for inviting me."

"Well, you've been serving us coffee and blueberry cake for more than a year, you've put up with our hassling you and listening to us bicker and laugh and everything in between. This diner is like our home away from home well, besides work anyways. We're excited to have you there." Jane says saluting Steph with her coffee mug and laughing.

"Here, here." Maura chimes in.

Later that afternoon Jane and Maura sit side by side on the front porch swing. The sun is bright and warm, the sky is blue. Both women are lost in thought. Moments go by when finally Jane peers at Maura as her one foot keeps pushing them gently back and forth.

They had had a busy morning of appointments and last minute errands. Maura had persuaded Jane to do a manicure and pedicure and her hair but also scheduled them an amazing massage, which Jane loved. There was the tent and place settings to check, the caterer to check in with, Angela to rein in.

Showered and dressed finally, they'd held court at the cocktail hour, greeting friends and family, laughing, drinking, trying to keep Angela Rizzoli from driving them crazy.

Now they had a few minutes of peace before Jane's dad was to come around and bring them to the backyard for the ceremony.

"All the people we love the most are in our backyard." Maura says quietly, reverently looking out into the tree lined street. "Even my parents came."

"Yes."

"We are about to get married." Maura whispers, looking down at her bouquet of yellow tulips.

"Yes."

"You are wearing heels and a dress." Maura says giggling, finally looking at her beloved.

Jane nudges her with her shoulder, "Ha, ha. You're funny."

Maura leans in, "You look beautiful, sweetie."

"Only for you." Their lips meet.

Just as they pull apart, Mr. Rizzoli comes striding around the side of the house with a nervous looking Mr. Isles close behind him.

Maura stands up, "Dad, you don't have to do this, I know you don't feel comfortable."

Mr. Isles clears his throat, "Its OK, Maura. Mr. Rizzoli has convinced me to not miss out on my chance to walk my beautiful daughter down the aisle, so to speak."

Jane narrows her eyes at her dad, who just chuckles.

"Come on, David, I told you to call me Frank." He says winking at the other man, who visibly relaxes as he steps up on the porch.

He reaches for Maura's hand, "You look beautiful."

Jane steps forward with her hand on the small of Maura's back, reaches her other hand forward to shake the hand of her future father in law.

"And Jane you look marvelous as well."

Jane nods in thanks, "Thank you sir."

Frank claps his hands enthusiastically, "OK, now that's settled, lets got get 'em girls."

Maura wipes the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand, leans up to give Jane one last kiss. "I love you, Jane Rizzoli-Isles."

"I love you, Maura Rizzoli-Isles. Let's go." She smiles widely into Maura's eyes as her face splits into a stupid grin.

They all descend together down the steps and into the backyard, ready to build the next chapter of their life together.