Disclaimer: I don't own Rizzoli and Isles, they belong to TNT, T.G. and whoever else is making money off them, like real cash, cash I could really use, lol. One Love

A/N: This'll be an emotional chapter guys, Kyara finally says what happened.

A/N2: By the way, I won't be updating until next Wednesday cuz today I'm heading to my parents' for the holidays and they don't have internet so take care of yourselves guys and have a safe and happy holidays! On with the story!

"Kyra? Can I talk to you?" Kyara asked nervously as she entered their shared room to see Kyra drawing in her sketch pad, with only a moment's hesitation she closed the door behind her.

"Sure, what's up?" Kyra answered as she put her pencil down

"This is….uhm, I need to talk to you about our mother" Kyara said nervously

"Our mother? Why?" Kyra asked curiously

"It's just…..things happened okay, but you're my sister and I love you and family protects each other and I think you should know why I have nightmares and I know you're gonna be sad but we'll deal with it together and Jane and Maura will help and—"

"Kyara! Stop! It's okay, I know that whatever caused the nightmares can't be good but I wanna know. I always wanted to ask but I didn't want to push you, but since you want to tell me, you can. It'll be okay, you're my sister and I love you okay and nothing will ever change that, you're my best friend and best friends take care of each other right?"

"Right. Thanks" Kyara said with a small smile. She was still worried about how Kyra would take everything but she felt a little better about telling her.

"No problem sis" Kyra answered with a reassuring smile. She knew their mother had done something bad to her sister as she'd heard her screaming out in her sleep for their mother to leave her alone before Jane and Maura had decided to have them sleep in separate rooms until the nightmares were handled. She hated being separated from her sister but knew it was the only solution they'd had. Now she would finally know what had happened.

"Our mother was a good woman you know. When I was younger, things were good, she wasn't around much so I spent a lot of time with the babysitter but I didn't really mind much 'cause she always took good care of me. A couple months after I turned six, things changed." Kyara began as her eyes filled with tears. "Our granddad died, he and our mother were very close and I guess she took it hard, she started drinking, like a lot and she would yell at me for everything, for eating too slowly or not picking up my toys fast enough and after a while yelling turned into yelling and hitting. She would hit me for any and everything, if she had a bad day at work, if she got in an argument with her boyfriend, anything." Kyara continued as tears fell down her face. By this time, the twins were sitting together on the carpet between their beds with Kyra holding Kyara tightly in her arms. "Once, when I was seven, she broke my arm because I took the empty liquor bottles and threw them out instead of putting them away under the cupboard. As I got older it just got worse. I tried, I really tried Kyra but nothing…she, nothing I did helped. I tried to stay out of her way but she always found me, I tried to spend more time at school but she just hit me when I got home and cussed at me and I could never figure out what I did wrong. After a while the only clothes I could wear were long sleeved shirts and pants because I always had bruises and I didn't want anyone to find out what was happening because I know things would only get worse." Kyara couldn't help but curl more into her sister as the memories all came back to her as one, playing behind her eyes as if someone had turned a TV on. "When I was nine I started praying that one of us would die 'cause it was the only way I knew it would stop, but my prayer only came close to being answered when she hit me with a chair for breaking a plate and I blacked out. After that I stopped praying 'cause I knew my prayer would always remain unanswered."

"But she did die" Kyra whispered as she wiped the tears from her own eyes.

"Yeah, she got alcohol poisoning but she didn't suffer 'cause she fell asleep before she died, so she went peacefully. I remember being both relieved and sad 'cause she was my mother you know, I loved her but she hurt me, she hurt me so badly." Kyara answered as she wiped the tears off her face and turned to look at her sister. "When the lawyer read her will after the funeral and I found out about you, I remember thinking that I wish you'd gotten to meet her, I mean who she was before granddad died but at the same time I was glad that you hadn't met her because then you'd have been hurt too and I didn't want that to happen. I was happy you didn't get hurt like I did but I was sad that I didn't get to meet you."

"I'm sorry you had to go through all that and by yourself too, moms aren't supposed to hurt their kids, they're only supposed to love them and take care of them."

"Like Jane and Maura?"

"Yeah just like that. When I heard about you I was so happy, I always felt like something was missing and when I heard that I had a twin, I knew you were what was missing. I'm really sorry our mother hurt you but she can't hurt you anymore and no one ever will, not with us around. Jane, Maura and I will always be there for you and we'll protect you no matter what". Kyra answered with conviction as she gave her sister a hug

"I found out about you in a letter she left with her estate lawyer, oh and I found out that she left a lot of money for us."

"Whoa! So she was rich?"
"Yeah but she never showed it, I didn't know about it until she died. I think that even though she did all that, she still loved us, I mean why else would she tell me about you?" Kyara wondered, she knew that none of the questions she had would ever be answered but sometimes she couldn't help to think about them.

"Yeah, maybe in her own way she did love us. But even with all that I guess we can say something good came out of it all." Kyra stated wisely

"What's that?"

"Well if all that didn't happen and she hadn't died, we would have never met and we'd have never met Jane and Maura. I know it sounds kinda bad but—"

"No, I understand what you mean, what she did was awful but it brought us together and it gave us our new parents." Kyara said with a small smile "We gotta go talk to them, they must be worried."

"Yeah they probably are." Kyra said as she got up from the floor and helped her sister up.

Jane looked to her wife as they heard the girl's room door shut. They were downstairs preparing dinner together when they had seen Kyara head upstairs with a fearful but determined look on her face. Maura quickly turned down the heat under the pot to allow it to simmer, then went to take a seat beside her wife.

"Do you think she—" Maura began nervously

"Yeah I think so, she looked determined, like she was gonna do something she didn't really want to do" Jane responded as she took Maura hand in her own.

"I hope this turns out okay Jane. I don't want our daughters to hurt anymore. I mean Kyra's always happy but I know it hurts her to see her sister in so much pain. I just, I want them both to be okay, I really do" Maura said as tears fell down her cheeks

"It'll be okay Maur, we'll help them in whatever way we can. We'll love them with all that we have, they'll be okay, they're fighters, they'll make it, we all will" Jane responded as she wrapped her arms around her wife.

They sat like that, just taking comfort in each other's arms as they both wondered how the girls were doing upstairs. They knew talking about what happened was the only way for Kyara to begin to heal but they hated to know that she was upstairs reliving all she'd gone through at the hands of the person who was supposed to love and care for her. They didn't know the story behind the twins' separation or the abuse so they couldn't even begin to wonder on the reasons their mother had done what she had. They could only resolve to show the girls the love and care they should have gotten and silently they vowed to be the best parents they could be.