Dear Angela,

Please rest assured. I love having you in the guesthouse and have no intension of evacuating you from it. It is true that Jane is uncomfortable with you knowing the intimacy of our relationship, but she will get over it. Eventually! Until then, she is more than satisfied with the lock on the door to my room. Knowing Jane as well as I do, I am confident that she enjoys sneaking out in the early morning. Another thing to keep her inner child entertained.

Thank you nonetheless for your offer, but I am afraid that for now Jane still needs her crappy little apartment.

We had a terrible argument yesterday, even worse than the day we broken up. I am ashamed to admit that neither of us acted like professionals. Jane got very upset because I couldn't disclose a cause of death – even though she knows I never guess. We did not yell at each other, but even a whispered argument can get very intense. Jane thought that I was unreasonable, yet she did not say anything hurtful towards me. As the argument did not get us anywhere, I told Jane to leave me alone to do my work. She honoured my request, but it was clear that she was not happy about it.

At this moment a young man tried to remove evidence from the demarcated area. That pushed Jane over the edge. She slammed him into the wall and arrested him as roughly as she could get away with. I do agree that the young man had to be apprehended, such amount of violence was uncalled for. I authorized the release of the body to the morgue and shoved Jane in my car. We had our second argument of the day on the way back to the precinct.

Frost was already waiting for Jane at the precinct and they had to leave immediately. There was not time for us to make amends first. Yet I kissed Jane on the cheek and told her I love her before leaving them in the lobby. I made a vow to myself never to let Jane go out in the field without letting her know that I do love her. Each excursion could be her last and I will hate that the last memory she had of us was an argument.

It saddened me when Sergeant Detective Korsak attended the autopsy, but he assured me that Jane and Frost were busy with interviews. Jane is a master at interrogations and her presence there was of the upmost importance. I have not seen Jane again until I went home. We exchange some text messages, but it was all business between the Medical Examiner and the lead detective.

I went home very late and did not expect to see Jane until this morning. We did promise each other never to go to bed with an argument still festering. This sounds great in theory, but in practice schedules and limitations to the human body does not always make it past good intention. Jane had a gruelling day in the field and was still chasing down leads.

I was exhausted and went straight to bed when I arrived home. I was contemplating whether I should text or phone Jane. I did not want her to go to bed angry with me. Besides, it was one of those days that Jane would be in dire need of a cuddle. Late at night in my arms is the only time that she will allow her defences down.

Before I could make up my mind about the best approach, Jane arrived home as well. She stood shyly in my door, uncertain of what to expect.

"Hi." I greeted her gently.

"Hi." She answered with a feeble smile, avoiding my eyes.

I patted the bed next to me and she obeyed after taking off her shoes and changing into pyjamas.

"Have you eaten?" I asked, trying to gauge her mood.

"Not hungry." Jane grumbled.

"Do you want to talk?"

Jane nodded her head. Like me she did not want to go to bed with unresolved issues. We turned on our sides that we could face each other. Angela, have you ever notice that people is less inclined to become angry when they are lying down? Even when somebody is sitting down, they will always jump up when they get upset.

Be it as it may, Jane and I already had our furious moments earlier the day. We wanted to resolve the issues and that meant that we had to listen and not just let our voices be heard. While idly playing with the other's hands, we talked about our frustrations.

Jane and her team needed a cause of death before they could do any meaningful investigations. Yet, the cause of death without a full autopsy could mean that they waste resources unnecessarily. It is a fine balance to maintain and some conflict will arise every now and again. Yet, I can give them an approximate answer based on experience.

We talked about Jane's unneeded aggression into the arrest. Nobody else would see anything wrong with it, but that is not how Jane normally behaves. She admitted that she knows better.

The issues were resolved, but we were truthfully too tired to make up. We could however cuddled closer and kiss each other heartaches away until we fell asleep. That was exactly what we have done.

When I wake up this morning, I was lying on my back with Jane curled into me. Her head was resting on my shoulder and her arm was lying over my chest. She is absolutely adorable while sleeping, so sweet and carefree. I lightly caress her face, trying not to wake her. I did fail miserably and Jane hugged me tighter as she opened her eyes.

"I love you." She mumbled and kissed me on my jaw.

This was the perfect moment. Albeit not the one I was planning, but that did not matter. It was not the event or the grand gesture that matter after all. All that matter is that the two people in the situation felt loved and treasured. At that moment it felt like I had the world at me feet. The woman in my arms was the biggest treasure I will ever come across. As Jane was snuggling closer, I knew that she also felt loved at that moment.

We have reached the point where we could deal with a stupid argument, even if it was difficult or hurtful. We loved each other more than our differences. So I asked Jane to marry me while hugging her close. She said yes without batting an eye.

I already bought her a ring, but I will only give it to her once we have your blessing of course. I know that Jane will insist on asking Mother and Father my hand as well.

So Angela, Jane will only officially move in when we are married. That will be in the next couple of months if you and my parents agree. We will need a bigger place eventually, but there will definitely be a guesthouse for your use.

In the mean time, would you join us for dinner tonight? I have a very important question to ask you.

Love,

Maura