Jane and Dean were furious at the men who hurt Frankie and Maura. When they arrived at Jane's apartment, they told them everything and Jane and Dean agreed they would find out everything there is to know about the men who hurt them after they returned from Paris. They had been waiting and planning for this forever and nothing was going to ruin their holidays. Jane however insisted they send someone out to look for the bodies, but Frankie was sure the kind stranger took care of the bodies. And he was right, the police officers found nothing. Dean got Maura a first aid kit so she could stitch Frankie up while he and Jane went back to sleep. And Jane brought out some pillows and blankets so Maura and Frankie could camp out on the floor of their living room.

Frankie got a fire going while Maura set up her bandages and everything else she would need to clean Frankie up. "Come sit over here." She told him softly, pointing to the big arm chair. "And take off your shirt." Frankie sighed and obeyed. He told Maura that he was fine; he didn't need to be stitched up. But Maura insisted. She took a wet cloth and began by wiping all the blood away. She felt her eyes fill with tears. Frankie took all those kicks and punches for her. He was protecting her… Frankie gently took Maura's hands in his. "Sweetheart, what's wrong?" he whispered as he pressed sweet kisses to her lips. Maura let him pull her into his lap. "This should be me. The men wanted me. Why didn't you let them take me? This is my entire fault-"before she could continue, Frankie silenced her with a hard, passionate kiss. "Don't ever say that! This is not your fault. I protected you because I love you and I would've killed them if they had done this to you. I wouldn't have thought twice." Maura held Frankie close to her, their hearts beating as one. "I love you too, Frankie." She kissed him, trying to pour every ounce of love she could into it. She needed Frankie to know she loved him so much. "I know Maura." He whispered into her ear.

After she had gotten him bandaged and cleaned up, the couple got ready for bed. They would go to Maura's place in the morning to get their bags and pick up Bass to take him to his caregiver while they were away. Frankie made up a bed for them and the two curled up in each other's arms. Frankie murmured sweet words to her, telling her how much he loved her and how special she was to him. The last thing Maura remembered before she fell asleep was Frankie running his fingers through her hair with one hand and the other arm wrapped tightly around her waist, holding her protectively to his heart. She was his and he made sure she knew it. She smiled and tucked her head into his chest.

They awoke the next morning to the smell of bacon sizzling on the pan. Jane was cooking breakfast. She had gotten up early because she was too excited to sleep. She went out to the living room and smiled to see Maura curled up in Frankie's arms with his body half covering hers protectively. She knew Frankie was going to be more protective towards Maura especially after last night. But she refused to worry about that. This was their holiday and she wasn't going to let four dead men ruin it. She was getting the bacon started when Maura entered the kitchen with a sleepy smile. "Morning, sunshine!" Jane said brightly. Maura laughed. "Wow, this is going down in world history. Jane Rizzoli is up before 8 and with a big smile and good attitude! I'm impressed." Maura grinned. Jane rolled her eyes at her best friend. "Whatever! I'm only in a bad mood when we have to hunt down killers and cheaters." Maura nodded her head slowly. "Which is almost everyday…" Jane huffed and pointed to the coffee maker. "Quit harassing me and make yourself useful!" The two laughed as Maura got to work making coffee.

Dean and Frankie both awoke to the smell of eggs, bacon, and coffee. Frankie was just folding up the blankets as Dean emerged from his and Jane's room. "Morning. Smells like our girls are making breakfast." Frankie grinned at Dean. "They certainly know the way to a man's heart." The men laughed as they went to wish their girlfriends good morning. The four sat down to breakfast and before they knew it, they were all ready to leave. They ran by Maura and Frankie's place to grab their bags and Bass. Maura did a sweep of the house making sure the windows were closed and all the lights. Frankie set the alarm and they scrambled back to the car on drove to drop Bass off. By the time the four friends made it to the airport, they had 30 minutes before their plane left. Dean grabbed a cart for all their luggage while Frankie got their tickets out and ready. When Angela and Frank decided to give their plane tickets to the "kids" they got them updated so all four got to ride first class which made Maura very happy. She was excited to be spending the next 3 weeks in Paris with her friends and of course, Frankie, her amazing boyfriend. She smiled as she watched Jane and Frankie fight over seats. She and Dean shared a knowing look and the two each took their partner by the arm and chose the seats for them. Frankie was pleased his and Maura's seats had a curtain surrounding them. Maybe they could join the mile high club on the way to France….

After an hour on the flight, they all decided to break out the games. Each of them had a game in their carryon bag and they decided to start with Apples to Apples. The flight stewardess was very kind and made sure they had everything they needed. She was used to snobby people in first class, so it was refreshing to have four young people who didn't expect her to wait on them hand and foot and were a pleasure to be around. After a while, they all got some sleep. Maura and Jane pulled out their little silky eye covers and lay down to get some rest. Frankie and Dean smirked to see Jane's had pink feathers and the word "Princess" in purple cursive letters. They expected something like that from Maura but not Jane. They decided they'd tease her about it later. Frankie was upset that his and Maura's beds weren't close enough for his to hold her while she slept. After 30 minutes of his empty bed, he decided to crawl over to Maura's. "Hmmm… what are you doing, Frankie?" Maura murmured as she felt him crawl under the covers and curl his arms around her waist. "Can't sleep. My arms are empty." He complained. Maura rolled her eyes and pulled her eye cover off as she turned in his arms. "You're so spoiled…" she whispered as she kissed his jaw. Frankie made a face at her and kissed the tip of her nose. The two looked over at Dean and Jane and smiled to see Jane had crawled into Dean's arms too. "They look happy." Maura said softly. Frankie pressed his lips to her neck as her looked at his sister and her boyfriend. "Yeah, they do. Are you happy?" he asked shyly. Maura looked up to meet Frankie's eyes. "I'm so happy. I've never been happier." They met in a kiss and pulled each other closer and fell asleep.

They were woken by the flight stewardess. "Look out your window." She said with a smile. Frankie pulled back the curtain and they peeped out to see the city of Paris. It was night time so it was dark. Maura had never seen anything quite like it. "Look! There's the Eifel Tower!" she squealed. Frankie laughed and wrapped his arms around her. Maura leaned back in his arms and the couple gazed at the gorgeous European city. Jane and Dean came up behind them. "Let us see!" Jane exclaimed. Maura laughed at Jane and pushed the curtain open. Dean smiled at Jane's enthusiasm at seeing Paris for the first time. The four friends huddled around the window, watching as the plane touched down.

"Welcome to Paris, France." The overhead speaker greeted them.