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Still Eight Years Ago Don't worry even closer to the present

Jane felt nervous as she walked up to the really big house. She rang the doorbell and smiled at the very nice looking gentleman that opened the door. "You must be Jane Rizzoli. I'm Dr. Elijah Martin. Come on in. My wife will be running a little late today due to a surgery but the cook has made us something rather delicious."

Jane smiled at him and tried to think too hard on the sentence that just left his mouth. She hoped she didn't eat with the wrong fork or something. She shook his hand. "Yep, that's me. Thanks..." She handed him her coat when he held his hand out for it and tried to not feel like an ant as he led her through the house. He looked nice, his short brown hair framed his face well and his hazel eyes were ok to look at.

She sat down at the fancy table and bit her lip. "So..." She patted her lap and blinked when a servant put a plate down in front of her. "You're both doctors right?" She asked not sure how to start a conversation. She was sure just blurting out so you want my baby would be considered bad manners.

He nodded his head as he picked up his utensils. "Yea, we are. I'm a neurosurgeon and she is in general. Go ahead and enjoy... unless you don't like alfredo?"

Jane looked at her untouched food and smiled. "No, it's pasta. I love it. Italian family. But.. I guess I'm just nervous." She played with her fingers under the table. "I don't want to come off rude but... I have so many questions. I'm sure you do to."

A new voice, feminine came in with a laugh. "Sure we do Jane? But you go first we wont bite. This big loaf tends to forget people don't feel like close friends the minute they sit at our table." She shook Jane's hand as she sat down at the table. "I'm Ingrid by the way. It's very good to meet you. Sorry for being late, had an emergency at the hospital."

Jane looked over the new person as she walked in and shook her hand. She was very lovely. She could easily be a model but something with the way she carried herself made you want to trust her. She had lovely brown hair that went to her shoulders and brown eyes to match. "Oh.. ummm... why do you want a baby?" She asked quietly.

Ingrid smiled and even chuckled as she took a sip of her drink. "Well, we have been married for 5 years. We want more than just the two of us. Someone to help grow and make us smile after a hard day. Someone to share this life with us."

Jane smiled at her and nodded her head and bite her lip actually taking a bite of her food. Wow, ok that was something amazing. She when she finished she looked up she smiled. "That is a good reason. Gary said that you guys were ok with... me still seeing the kid?"

This time it was Elijah spoke up and smiled at her. "Of course. They are going to have questions about you. It's better to get them from you. Besides, you are connected."

Jane blinked at him and nodded her head. "I.. I guess we are. I just.. No offense I just need to be able to see the child. Know it's ok. Know I did the right thing. I'm.. I'm a protective person and this.. this is my child. I can't be what this child needs so... I have'ta make sure that the people I give the baby to can..." She bit her bottom lip as she looked over at them.

Ingrid moved first and grabbed Jane's hand in her own. She wiped her eye with the back of her other hand. "And we would not have it any other way. You will be part of this child's family no matter how you choose. If you choose use to help you with it."

Jane felt her chest tighten. Something about this house. The sincere looks between Mr. and Misses Martin. Or just the genuine love and concern about her that seemed to pour from this woman holding her hand. They won her over. And she liked to think she was a good judge of character.

Jane smiled and grabbed Ingrid's hand back and squeezed it. "I think ya both will be perfect. So... Lawyers right and papers.. Oh.. I.. I want one for sure thing." She said feeling suddenly nervous again. What if they said no. Who else would she find that would want her baby.

Elijah smiled over at her with his harder to read face and tilted his head just a little. "What is that?" He asked slightly guarded.

Jane swallowed and played with her hands. "If.. umm... I want it written if you both are deemed unfit to be parents... like if you both died or somethin'... that I get custody... so.. so the child doesn't go inta foster care."

Ingrid took both of Jane's hands this time to still them. "Honey.. of course. That... I think I would prefer that the child go to someone we know would love it then to someone we didn't. If god forbid something ever happen. Now, I guess it is time to learn a little about you. What do you do for a living?"

Jane smiled at her and felt so silly. "Oh.. I'm a cop. I'mma tryin' ta make detective. But that is gunna take a while. The plan is to get good hours here in New York and then transpher back to my home town. Boston..."

Elijah smiled at nodded his head looking at her. "You have a big family at home?" He asked as he watched her as if trying to figure out what kind of person she was. She looked him over before nodding her head to his question.

"Yea, Two younger brothers. Ma and pop at home. They are awesome. I call 'em most weekends though.. I'm not really tellin' them about this.." She bit her lip again hoping that didn't sound to crappy. She added quickly. "Ma will be sad she doesn't get ta meet her grandchild and they will just use it ta try to get me ta come home. That is not what I want or need. I just wanna give this child a good home and move on. See her and let her live her life not warped into my messed up life. The one where I could get shot and never make it back home."

Ingrid squeezed Jane's hands again and smiled. "I think I understand. Well... if they are not going to be there for you during this... do you mind terribly if we are?" She gave Jane a wink. "I mean how bad would two doctors having your back be?"

Jane laughed softly and shrugged her shoulders. "Don't see why not. Can't be much worse then my Ma's naggin'." She did really like these people. She had a feeling they would make great parents.