I don't think I can hide what I'm feelin' inside
Another day, knowin' I love you
~ Boston, Amanda ~
Jane Rizzoli was tired. She was tired of hiding, from Hoyt, from her nightmares, from her fears, and from her feelings. She loved Maura, her best friend. She knew this. She had known this for quite some time actually. She had just tried to hide it, suppress her feelings. But every single day, it got just a little bit harder to do so. It seemed that with each passing second, she grew more and more in love with the medical examiner.
It was insane, really, since she wasn't even sure why she was in love with the doctor. She could not pinpoint the exact moment that it had happened, or the event that had caused it to. She only knew that it had, and that she had been fighting her desire to make it known to everyone. She was in love with Maura Isles.
In fact, she thought that some people already knew. She was the type of person that, despite the guarded way she carried herself, wore her heart on her sleeve. There were rumors flying around the station that she and Maura were already dating, and her mother had actually given her her blessing and her great-grandmother's engagement ring. So really all that she had to do was tell Maura, "Hey, I'm in love with you." and hope that Maura returned her feelings.
So that was why she was heading to the morgue now, flowers and fudge clusters in hand, a heartfelt confession of love prepared in her mind. She was going to lay all of her cards on the table, and hope she came out on top, or bottom, if that's how Maura liked it.