"You said you wanted kids... Did you really mean that?" Maura brushed Jane's hair back and watched her from her side of the bed.
"Well, ugh, I mean yeah I kinda want kids. It was nice ya know?" Jane grimaced, "I won't miss the sleepless nights and the random screaming, and I'm sure breast feeding would be a pain but, yeah. I miss him already." Maura couldn't help but smile, her partner was so good with those babies in the hospital. As disgusted as the cop had been seeing her mom as a kangaroo volunteer, it was easy to see her doing the same.
Sitting back in a rocking chair with a little baby girl in her arms. Maura scooted a little closer to Jane and kissed her cheek, "You're a big softy you know that? One day you will make a great mom."
Jane blushed and shoved her friend's shoulder, "What? Get out of town! You're sleep deprived. The universe in which I'm a good mom is the same one where you're an idiot." She stuck her tongue out and rolled over to go to sleep.
Maura scooted closer again, their backs almost touching. As their cases got worse, they had done this more often. Stabbing, rape, strangulation, everything to do with Hoyt, it all just buried them in so much fear that it became hard for either to sleep. But this way, this way they could pretend that the other was keeping watch. It felt safer in numbers. That, and Maura was pretty sure Jane had a bad case of mattress envy. She didn't mind. It's nice to trust someone.