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Additional disclaimer: I do not own the song, 'I Wanna Grow Old with You' from The Wedding Singer. I'm simply borrowing it for an important use. Lyrics in bold and italics and also, you are going to love me for this!

"You complete me." - Jerry Maguire

Ch. 6: I Wanna Grow Old with You

Maura's POV

I sat in my office looking over Paddy Doyle's medical report. He was going to live but he's going to be in ICU for a bit until it was clear. I worried about her especially with Doyle, unknown to both Jane and Kris, he asked about Kris.

Flashback…

Jane had walked out to grab her clothing from Kris. I looked back at Doyle while Detectives Frost and Korsak were talking toward the side. I suddenly felt my hand being touched as I looked down to see Doyle looking at me groggily. "You need to relax," I whispered.

He glanced over toward the window. I looked back to see Kris and Jane talking before looking back at him. "How is she," he asked quietly.

"Why do you care?"

"She's my granddaughter that's why."

I shook my head, "She's not and don't go near her."

"She'll come to me, Maura…she's as curious as you are."

"You don't-"

"She'll do anything for you and Rizzoli. Don't underestimate for her."

I released a sigh before I glanced over at a picture frame, which held a picture of Kris sitting on her bed, reading a book with her glasses peering over her nose. It was just a random day that Angela had decided to take photos and caught Kris in a very relaxed state. I smiled before I heard a small knock causing me to smile a bit wider to see Jane at the door, leaning against it.

"Hey," she greeted softly. I gestured her to come in and she did, closing the door locking it then closing the blinds. I stood up and she wrapped her arms around my body, kissing the top of my head again.

"Did you just get back," I asked her softly.

She nodded, "Kris got some info for me so we are going to start digging into it tomorrow. I'm just here if you found anything else."

"I'm still waiting on a couple lab tests. I had McAllister's whiskey being tested currently." Jane raised an eyebrow as I continued on, "You were wondering how come he didn't resist his attackers and I was also wondering the same thing. I wanted to see if there was just whiskey."

"You think someone slipped something into his drink?"

"Dr. Isles," I heard Senior Criminalist Chang knocked on the door. I walked over and unlocked the door as she stood at the door handing me a file. "The results from the whiskey glass," she told me.

"Thank you, Susie." I closed the door, opening the file and immediately began to read the results. My eyes widened in surprise before handing them to Jane, "I know now that that someone slipped something into his drink."

Jane took the file and began to read it before looking back at me. "Maura, I need this translated a bit," she told me. I took the file back, opening it back up with her head on her shoulder.

"In the whiskey, it was tested positive that it had Flunitrazepam," Jane looked at me again with her 'English please' look. I sighed, saying, "It's Rohypnol."

"Roofies? He was drugged with roofies. Now that answers a lot of why he wouldn't be able to fight back but how the hell did that get into his drink?" She began to pace back and forth until she stopped, "The only person who could have accessed is the bartender but he was in the stock room when the attack happened." Jane looked at me before rubbing her forehead, "We have to get him tomorrow because Korsak and Frost are ready to pass out and also Kris is at home. Kid worked her ass to find info for me."

I looked up from the file, "What did she do?"

"Rondo knew nothing but Kris found Rodrigo," I made a face and she nodded, "I know but he's my CI for the time being. The youngest McArthur is doing dope and he's usually in Boston Common and we are going to do surveillance."

"And Joseph?"

"He did it for money, so we have to trace it back to his mother and father." I looked down and sat back at my desk with Jane noticing immediately. She approached me and kissed my forehead, "What's wrong?"

"Doyle is going to make a full recovery."

"That's good." I grimaced and she got onto her knees to have her look at me, "There's something else, isn't there?"

I nodded, "Doyle asked about Kris…"

"What? Why?"

"I don't know but I'm maybe worrying too much," I assured before kissing her hands. I stood up, pulling her up with me before smiling, "Let's just go home." I could still see Jane with an unsure look, wanting to press more about the subject but instead of pushing it.

She simply nodded, "Yeah, let's go home cause I'm ready to pass out."

Kris' POV

"How do you do that," Judith complained as I placed my knight down on the board, placing her into checkmate. I smiled and stood up, grabbing a glass water with my back toward her.

I could hear her shift a bit as I stated, "Jude, don't you dare try to cheat." I peered over my shoulder and she stuck out her tongue at me before I turned back around to sit down. "Want to try again," I asked her with a cheeky smile.

"Hell no, I learned from you how to play but I will still lose against you," Jude retorted as she helped me collect the pieces, placing them back into the box. "I don't know how you can win so many times and not lose once?"

"Oh, I've lost but against my Mom. She plays a bit better than me and the big kicker is that my Ma can play me but I have to beg her to play."

Jude laughed, "The great badass Detective Rizzoli plays chess. That's really cool." We entered my bedroom with me going into my closet to place the chessboard away while I heard Jude at my desk. "You don't clean your desk, Kris. I seriously don't know how you find anything and hey, that's sheet music."

"Don't touch anything, Jude. I've been trying to do something for my Ma and it keeps getting interrupted."

"Fine, fine," she backed away and jumped onto my bed. I smirked a bit before returning to my desk before hearing my phone going off. I grabbed it while Jude sang, "Boyfriend alert." I threw a pillow at her as I flipped my phone open.

Hey, whatcha doing,Aaron texted.

Nothing, just messing w/ Jude. How's the Big Apple?

It's nice, weird not seeing u though. Miss u,I smile a bit while Judith looked over my shoulder, "Ew, make me barf."

I rolled my eyes and texted back, Miss u 2. I'll talk 2 u soon. I looked back at Judith who was going through my drawers causing me to wiggle my nose a bit in annoyance, "Judith, will you quit going through my drawers like the nosey friend you are?"

"I'm bored," Judith complained as she opened the drawer at my nightstand.

"Not that-" I heard it slide open and she gasped slightly causing me to close my eyes slightly as I finished my statement, "one…"

Judith placed her hand into the drawer and pulled the object out. I looked at the object for a moment before looking away, walking over to my desk while Judith observed it and asked, "Why the hell do you have a pocketknife in your drawer?"

"I had it a while and I first had it taken away from me back when my father was on a war path, trying to kill me. Ma gave it back to me a bit later…"

Flashback…a year and half ago…

I had returned from the hospital with my injuries still healing. I heard a knock at my door as I said, "Come in." Jane and Maura came in and took a seat on my bedside as I sat up a bit.

"This belongs to you," Jane mumbled before handing the pocketknife back at me. I took the knife back and looked at it as she continued on, "You have to get rid of it. Understand? I don't want Maura or me to see it, I don't care how you get rid of it but I do not want to see it ever again in your possession, Kris."

"But-"

"Kris, you are not your father. This just shows that you hold attachment to it. Get rid of it, please," Maura pleaded.

I glanced down and clenched it before I nodded, "I will."

"You never got rid of it," Judith asked as she looked down at it.

I shook my head, "I forgot for a while that I still kept it. I had placed it in the drawer for a later time to get rid of it. But as time went, I still had nightmares…some of them were scarier than others with Adrian trying to…you know what…never mind, just put it back please." Judith looked at me cautiously before placing the knife back. She closed the drawer before I sighed, "This stays between you and me, okay? Promise okay?"

"I promise," Judith vowed as she placed her pinkie out. I wrapped my pinkie around hers, smiling a bit.

I was never going to tell my horrors to Judith. Sure, she knew about the hell I went through but she didn't need to know the details especially the fact that I kept the knife to know that I had control. There wasn't going to be a knife coming to hurt my family or me.

I was in control and I wasn't going to lose it ever again. As long as only Judith know then it is fine but this must stay between us.

R&I

Jane and Maura got home really late because I was in bed and half asleep. I heard them open my door before I heard Jane whisper, "I guess I'm staying the night?"

"Of course," Maura answered. I heard feet walk off but I also heard Maura's high heels walking into my room. She sat on my bedside, running her hand through my hair before kissing my forehead. "Why does Doyle have interest in you," I felt my breath hitch slightly but she continued to run her hand through my hair, "I don't care what he says no one will hurt us." She then leaned over and kissed my forehead before whispering, "Good night sweetie."

As she walked out, I sat up immediately taking in a deep breath in before releasing. I glanced at the drawer before looking away from it, laying back down.

Sleep a better dream…that's all you have to do.

Jane's POV

I awoke to the sound of music playing and it was soft too. Kris, I slowly pulled out of Maura's embrace which was her arm wrapped around my waist. She whimpered a bit before grabbing my pillow hugging it tightly causing me to smile. I looked at my side drawer, opening it slowly, pulling out the ring box. I slipped into the pocket of my pajamas before I kissed Maura's forehead.

I slowly closed the door and I began to walk down the hallway. The music became louder before I noticed a cup on the kitchen counter; I picked it up then turned to see Kris at the piano.

Her body was hunched over the sheet music, fixing notes with a pencil before she noticed something and erased it. She looked at the sheet music before frowning then tossing it aside behind her back. "Can't believe I'm doing this," she sung quietly as she pressed a chord. "It sounds so corny in piano…I might as well put it in guitar like it originally was."

"That's if you want," I told her causing her to jump and clenched her heart quickly before looking over her shoulder, glaring at me. I started to laugh before she stood up, walking over to the kitchen counter. "Hey Kiddo," I greeted gently after I finished laughing. After a moment seeing her sit down in front of me, she whispered the greeting back then took a sip of her coffee. "Did you sleep because you look like death walked over you," I asked.

"Thanks you look great too, Ma. I slept," she assured me. Suddenly a loud thud came from outside causing Kris to jump with her hand close to the handle of one of the kitchen knives. I raised an eyebrow in surprise as I watched the tension in her right hand seemed to come to life. Kris gazed at the knife with a cautious look before she removed her hand and moved to a chair. She closed the drawer and rested her hand back on the table with her scar almost white from cutting the circulation a bit.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just a bit jumpy that's all," Kris answered. She released her fist then smiled before saying, "A lot on my mind lately."

"Anything you want to talk about?"

"Yeah, I was thinking about the tattoos and I remembered about this old man I met back in East Boston. The man was in World War II and he was telling me about how he got his. He saw this poster of a dachshund with a spiked helmet that had an Iron Cross; it was what the Nazis used. So Corps used a bulldog for the Marines, he was a kind man with what the Marines represented."

"That is?"

"Honor, integrity, and hope." Suddenly her look grew a bit darker as she looked down at her cup. "Promise you give me your honest opinion," she asked. I nodded and she looked up at me, "is the case bad enough that your lives are in danger?" I bit my bottom lips slightly and truthfully, I wasn't sure but I knew that Kris knew that whatever Doyle was involved in, it was going to be bad. That was the problem with having an over observant kid was that she noticed everything even when you hide it. "Ma," I looked up at her before sighing, "is it?"

Lie to her for now because you are not even sure. "Everything is fine, Kris," her expression softened a bit before I hugged her shoulder, "don't worry about it okay?" She nodded and resumed drinking her coffee while I took a sip out of mine. After a couple minutes of silence, I then said, "So how's the practicing?"

"Hard…I'm lucky I know how to read sheet music but Adam Sandler?"

"Don't make fun of my song choice."

"I'm not. I actually think it's sweet and funny because it's something that makes me laugh then I want to cry about how sweet it is," she stated.

"Yeah, yeah. So…are you able to maybe play possibly soon," I asked her nonchalantly.

"How soon," she asked as she sipped her coffee.

"Um…this morning…"

Kris suddenly began to cough. She placed her cup down, clearing her throat before wiping her mouth a bit before asking, "That's now, Ma." I nodded and she chuckled in Latin, "Te insane."[You are crazy] She then stood up and walked quickly down the hallway while I patted my pocket.

Maura's POV

I groggily awoke to the sound of a guitar coming toward the door. "Jane, can you tell Kris to play away from the door," I stated before I noticed that Jane wasn't beside me. I sat up a bit before I heard the guitar playing coming closer until the door opened to show Kris walking in with her light blue robe on and the guitar over her body. I gave a surprise look before I asked, "Kris, what are you-"

Suddenly Jane came in as Kris continued to strum the tune before Jane opened her mouth, singing softly, "I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad. Carry you around when your arthritis is bad. Oh, all I wanna do is grow old with you."

I let out a giggle feeling tears sprang out of my eyes slowly. It was a very big rarity to hear Jane sing and when she did, I took in every moment. However, having both Kris playing and Jane singing to me was something special. All of it made my heart beat faster especially Jane serenading.

Jane smiled a bit as she continued on, "I'll get you medicine when your tummy aches, Build you a fire if the furnace breaks," I turned to step out of bed but she stopped me and got onto her knees, "oh, it could be so nice growing old with you."

"I'll miss you, kiss you," Kris and her harmonized.

"Give you my coat when you are cold."

"Need you, feed you…"

"Even let you hold the remote control," Jane suddenly went to her pocket causing me to gasp a bit as a box appeared in her hand. I glanced up at Kris who smiled widely at me with tears starting to form in her eyes. I looked back at Jane who looked up at me nervously. Suddenly the music stopped but Jane continued to sing to me, "So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink…put you to bed when you've had too much to drink…oh I could be the woman that grows old with you…I wanna grow old with you."

I felt the tears sliding down my cheeks as Jane leaned up a bit wiped them away. I touched her cheek, "That was beautiful, Jane."

"Maura," she rasped. She went back onto her knee and opened the box to show the beautiful ring. She let out a small chuckle before asking, "As corny as it sounds, will you grow old with me and marry me?"

"Do I really get to hold the remote?"

"Only once in a while but yeah…"

I smiled and nodded, "Yes Jane." Jane smiled widely and slipped the ring on before she lifted me up and kissed me passionately before I heard a loud cheer. I pulled back to see Kris who was still standing with the guitar, I chuckled and opened my arms to her. She placed the guitar down and quickly walked over to us, joining in our hug.

"Only person who I would never thought would sing a song that Adam Sandler sung," Kris chirped in before having Jane push her away causing her to land on the bed with a fit of laughter. Jane gave a playful glare before she joined in the laughter and we joined Kris on the bed.

My jaw hurts from smiling. I was going through a lot of other songs but I was thinking Jane wouldn't go super all out rock star so I thought something as simple as this would work. But, oh boy, there's still so much to come now and if you didn't know, the pocketknife was brought up in Ch. 3 of 'Like Father, Like Daughter'. What's going to happen next? Well, I'm working on it! So please review, comment, etc! You know I love them!

Also, check out 'Adventures of Kris Marx' because I reached Ch. 30 that's like huge for me! Thank you!