Some doctors do like to test with needles to see how much you can feel after an injury or major spinal surgery. I have had 3 surgery's almost lost my life and the ability to walk. Thankfully with a story support system my family helped me get where I am today. I still have major problems at times but I can walk and I am alive. Writing gives me something to do and I just sent my first book to a publishing company.
"OW. What the hell? I am not a pin cushion Dr. Jonson." Mac opened her eyes to see a pissed off Jane Rizzoli glaring at her. "Why the fuck did you just do that?" Jane unable to more very much with the brace on kinda looked funny glaring at the doctor.
"Language Jane" Replied Maura as she slowly walked to the bed leaned over the rail for a kiss.
"But Maura, you weren't just stabbed in the toe with a needle." whined Jane.
Dr. Jonson just smiled and spoke up. "I am sorry Jane. I just thought you rather me do that now, then wait a few days to have the tests run. If it was me I would want to know asap."
Jane again glared at the women. "Maura Dr. "stab-a-lot" over here says you have some news for me and she wants to see the look on my face. Is it the fact that your having twins?" Maura's Jaw hit the floor. How could Jane know? Maura turned to Mac for the answer.
Mac threw her hands in the air. "I swear I didn't say a word."
"She didn't Maura. I dreamed about them. A boy named Jacob Vincent Rizzoli, like we agreed. I think I now know a name for our daughter. " Maura still looking lost, shook her head for Jane to continue.
"What if we name her after the person who saved my life. We already agreed if we had a girl we would give her the middle name Elizabeth right? So how about we name our daughter Mackenzie Elizabeth Rizzoli? " Maura loved it and shook her head yes.
"If that's OK with you Dr. Jonson." Maura said looking at the doctor.
"Oh, it's fine Maura. I don't own the name. I am only borrowing it for my time on earth." replied the doctor.
"Jane you should know something else. Our daughter, our little Mackenzie, she is having some problems. Her heart beat is lower then it should. Dr. Smith is watching her, but I need to take it easy for awhile. There is a chance that she may be sickly after she's born or have problems with her hearing or her eyes." Maura sighed placing her hand on her stomach.
"No matter what happens Maura you will have me and the entire Rizzoli clan by your side. Plus half of BPD. We all love you. You know I love you. Sure it took me a really long time to tell you, but now that I have, I can't seem to stop. If our daughter has problems, we will face them together." Jane said placing her hand over Maura's, she didn't want to tell her the part in her dream where their daughter was blind. After all not everything in dreams always comes true.
Jane knew in her heart that Maura would love their children just as much as she would. Back when they started the pregnancy, Jane was confused to why Maura wanted to use her eggs. She now knew and understood, that Maura wanted nothing more then to really carry a Rizzoli baby. Jane refused to carry any baby. The only way, was to use her eggs and Maura's "oven". Jane pulled Maura as close as she could while Dr. Jonson took her leave.
Jane held on to Maura for a few more moments then leaned back. "Sorry Maura, I want nothing more then to hold you right now, But this damn brace is so stiff."
"That's OK, Jane I love you." replied Maura, Who carefully made her way around the bed to climb into the one the nurse had just finished setting up for her. Climbing in she moved toward Jane so that she could hold Jame's hand and talk to her. Dr. Smith walked in holding a file and photos for Maura.
"Here you go Dr. Rizzoli I have the photographs from the ultrasound we took. I made extra copies thought you guys would like to give some to friends and family.'' Dr. Smith replied while handing her the photos. "Hello, Detective Rizzoli I am Dr. Smith I have been taking care of your lovely wife here."
Maura took the photo's handed one to Jane so she could see she could see her babies. Dr Smith walked around Jame's bed and pointed out who was who. Even Jane could see that their daughter looked a lot smaller then their son. She couldn't stop smiling however they were her babies. Her and Maura's babies. Babies they never thought would happen. Jane couldn't wait to hold them now. Knowing that there was almost four months before she could made her a little sad.
"How are our babies?" Jane asked
"Well it seems your son is fine, but your daughter is having some trouble. Your wife will have to be on bed rest for awhile. Since you will on bed rest as well till your healed I recommend someone to help around the house." Dr. Smith replied before leaving the ladies. Jane sighed knowing it would probably be her mother helping out at the house. As much as she really didn't want that she knew she should be thankful and understood that she was needed.
"So Jane tell me something if you would." Maura said reaching for Jane's hand and running her fingers over the scar like she always does.
"I'll tell you anything babe. What do you want to know?" asked Jane.
"Tell me about how you knew we were having twins.''
"I had a dream i guess you can call it that or a glimpse of the future. I came into the living room of our home and there they were a boy and a girl about five years old laughing and playing. I heard you call them for dinner." Jane was leaving out part of the dream Maura could tell she was telling her something.
"What aren't you telling me Jane.?" Maura asked
"i don't want you upset,"
"Just tell me" Maura all but demanded
"OK in my dream our daughter she was ... well she couldn't see i watched our son help guide her to the kitchen to eat." Jane sighed. Turning her she could see the tears in Maura's eyes not being able to turn or move around much all Jane could do was hold her hand and pray. Pray that her dream was wrong.
Thinking that if her dream is right that maybe she should transfer to a safer job, or stop being a detective all together. As much as Jane loved being in Boston homicide she loved her wife and children more.
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