Hey all. Sorry I suck at updating. I'm not giving excuses anymore, I just suck. But I want to say thank you for the reviews and messages. I read all of the reviews and answer all my messages although it takes me a little while sometimes. I hope you're all still enjoying my depressing story.

And as always, if you have any questions, comments, anything, feel free to leave a review or message me. I don't bite. I also don't own Rizzoli and Isles or any of the cast/actors. I'm not even sure I own this idea cause it isn't copy written.

Anyway, without further ado, chapter 10.

The sun peeked in through Maura's bedroom curtains as Jane stretched the sleepiness out of her body. Last night had been rough, a pretty bad nightmare about Hoyt hurting Maura had plagued Jane most of the night. Jane does remember Maura trying to wake her. She's fairly certain that Maura's voice calling to her was the only thing to pull Jane from the nightmare. Either that or Maura's cool hands on her hot body. Whichever the case, Jane was glad for Maura's presence.

After one more quick stretch, Jane carefully slipped out of Maura's grasp and padded off to the bathroom. After washing her face and brushing her teeth, Jane made her way to the kitchen.

"Should I make her breakfast? What if she doesn't wake up for a few more hours?" Jane looked through Maura's cupboards as she spoke to herself. "8 in the morning. Ma should be up, I'll go see her."

Jane didn't bother with a jacket or shoes as she made the short walk to the guest house, she would regret it later, running shorts and a t-shirt didn't do much on this chilly morning.

"Ma. You up?" Jane called out as she opened the door to the guest house.

"Yeah. Just a second, Janie." Angela's voice came from the bedroom.

"Ow. Shit." Jane heard a hushed voice come from the bedroom.

"Korsak?"

As Jane said his name, Angela came down the hall with a shocked look.

"What? Vince isn't here. Why would you think that?"

Jane ignored her mother, "Korsak, you got til the count of three to get out here before I start shootin' up Maura's guest house. Don't make me get on her bad side for nothing."

Jane heard shuffling, "One. Two."

"Ok, don't shoot." Korsak came down the hall with his hands up.

"What's goin' on here?" Jane looked from Korsak to Angela and back again.

"I-I spent the night after our date." Korsak spoke with his head down.

"Vince!" Angela yelled, "I didn't even tell Jane you asked me on a date. We could have told her you were fixin' somethin' for me."

"What's he fixin' in his boxer shorts, Ma?" Jane asked with a laugh. "First Cavanaugh now Korsak. Two men I did NOT need to see in their boxers."

"I told her I asked you on a date last week." Korsak confessed. "We were drunk and she was talkin' about Ma-"

Korsak was cut off by a kick to the shin.

"Jane Clementine Rizzoli, what was that for?"

"Uh... Muscle spasm? Sorry, Korsak."

Korsak nodded his acceptance while he rubbed his shin.

"Well I guess I'll go..." Jane's voice trailed off as she turned out the door.

"Jane, wait. What's wrong?" Angela seemed concerned for her oldest child.

"Nothing, Ma. I just came over for breakfast cause Maura's still sleeping." Jane spoke with her head down.

"That's a lie, Jane." Angela moved to put an arm around her daughter, "Come sit down and tell me what's on your mind."

Angela shot a look to Korsak, "I'll go get dressed and get outta the way."

"Vince, no. Stay?" Both Angela and Korsak were a little surprised to not only hear Jane use his first name but also to ask him to stay. "I mean put some damn pants on. Then stay."

The three shared a quiet laugh as Korsak made his way to the bedroom. By the time he had come back, Jane was curled up in her mother's arms. She looked tired but Korsak could see tears slowly falling down Jane's face. His heart broke. Jane was the best partner he ever had, hell, probably even the best detective on the force. He had always felt partly responsible for what happened that night but he tried not to beat himself up over it. How could he have known Jane wouldn't come find him when they got a lead?

Pulling himself from his thoughts, Korsak made his way to the couch and sat down next to Jane. He rubbed her back lightly to calm her but not freak her out. He caught Angela's eye and could see how worried she was.

"So what's up, Janie?" Korsak knew Jane hated the nickname but he hoped it would break the tension.

"If you weren't dating my Ma, old man, I'd deck you right now." Jane said with a smile.

"Jane!"

"It's ok, Angela, she's said worse." Korsak laughed and shook his head. "But really, Rizzoli, what's wrong?"

Jane took a deep breath, "The nightmares are back."

"Oh Jane." Angela sounded like she was going to cry.

"I haven't been sleepin' too great because of 'em so Dr. Thomas suggests me and Maura share a room. He said that it's good to have someone there for you if you need them. Especially in the same room cause apparently he can tell how stubborn I am and knows damn well I wouldn't walk to Maura's room to wake her up every time I have a nightmare."

"Share a room with Doc? You ok with that Jane?" Korsak asked a little worried. He knew Jane had feelings for the other woman and didn't want to see Jane uncomfortable.

"Ma," Jane turned to look at Korsak who only nodded.

"What is it, Jane? You know you can tell me anything."

"I... I'm... Fuck!" Jane stood and began to pace. "Ma. I'm gay."

"What?" Angela blinked, "I must be dreaming. Vince, pinch me. I'm dreaming."

"You're not dreamin', Angie." Korsak shook his head.

"Ma?"

Angela shook her head, "I meed some time alone."

"Seriously? I'm your kid and I just told you something that I've been strugglin' with since high school and you need time?" Jane shook her head in disbelief.

"What about all those boys in high school? And the ones recently?"

"Nothing says 'I love you' or 'I'll accept you no matter what' like practically callin' me a whore. Thanks, Ma. I'll see you later, Vince." Jane left the guest house in tears.