It was months later. Maura came home from work and kissed Jane who was sitting on the couch.

"Hi love," Jane smiled.

"Hi honey. Where's Dylan?" Maura looked around the living room.

"When I told her that Mommy was coming, she wanted to play hide and seek with you. She hid." Jane grinned.

Maura took off her jacket and put it with her purse on the couch.

"Let's find her. Where is Dylan?" Maura walked through the living room. "She's not with her Ma. She's not under the pillows. She's not under the table..." She made sure she was loud enough for Dylan to hear wherever the little devil was hidden. She also listened very carefully because she knew that Dylan would giggle at one point. She giggled all the time and it was one of the most lovable features.

"She's not behind the couch, she's not even behind the plant?"

A little, muttered giggle sounded through the room. Maura looked at Jane and they both started laughing too.

Maura tiptoed to a big cabinet and opened its door.

"Here she is!" Maura laughed at the vision of their little daughter curled on the bottom of the cabinet, sharing the space with her toys.

"Mommy!" Dylan outstretched her arms and let Maura to pull her into a hug.

"Will you give Mommy a kiss?" Maura smiled and turned her cheek to Dylan, who kissed her. Maura kissed the top of Dylan's head and then started tickling her. When the little girl couldn't catch her breath from laughing, Jane ran to them and 'rescued' her.

Maura kissed Jane and subtly tickled Dylan once more, so she squirmed in Jane's embrace and tried to get away.

"Babe, stop it, she's out of her breath," Jane laughed.

Maura obeyed and left to change into casual clothes.

When she came back, Jane was sitting on the couch, Dylan sitting in her lap and they were playing one of their games Maura never understood.

"Jane, I was thinking… What would you say to a date tonight?" Maura smiled, playing all sweet and innocent.

"But Mauraaaa, tonight is Red Sox game, Frankie and Tommy are coming…"

"Oh, okay…" Maura pulled the saddest face she could and then walked to kitchen. She knew that game was important. She knew surely as hell.

"But- I could record it… Or they could text me the results…" Jane thought aloud and Maura sent a hopeful gaze her way – the kind Maura knew Jane wouldn't say no to.

"Yeah, let's go. Where are we going?" Jane smiled.

"Surprise. By the way, Angela is babysitting tonight."

In two hours, Jane was sitting at the passenger seat and Maura was driving them somewhere. She still refused to tell Jane where.

"Sweetie, why don't you just tell me?" Jane whined like 5 years old.

"You didn't tell me either when you took me on the night adventure, remember?" Maura smirked.

"But that was different!"
"No it wasn't. Relax, Jane, please. You will like it." Maura reassured her and intertwined her fingers with Jane's.

"MAURA?!" Jane shot forward in her seat to look where they were going.
Maura smiled widely, watching Jane from the corner of her eye.

"YOU DIDN'T." Jane's eyes were wide with surprise and excitement.

"I did."
"YOU BOUGHT US TICKETS FOR THE GAME?"
"Yes," Maura laughed, loving to see Jane this excited.

"But they were sold out nearly immediately-"
"I know."
"You planned to make me feel bad this evening when you asked about the night out!" Jane looked at her scandalized, but then laughed. "Good move."

Jane's excitement grew even more when she saw what seats Maura got them.

"I never loved anybody more." Jane stated, sitting in her seat with nearly religious respect.

Maura held her hand and couldn't stop smiling. She wasn't a fan of baseball but if it meant making Jane this happy, she would go to games any day.

Maura wouldn't have believed it, but after few times of having her hand squeezed tightly with Jane's excitement, she actually started to fall into the game too – she honestly started enjoying it. So they were squeezing each other's hand, laughing and cheering together, both of them secretly stealing glances at each other.

Maura couldn't help but watch Jane, who was in her own world – this was something that belonged to her and that made her excited – and it made Maura happy to see Jane's features relaxed, huge smile on her face and wrinkles by her eyes.

Jane on the other hand was checking on Maura, if she didn't look annoyed or uninterested. But she didn't. She looked content and Jane was flooded with a tide of gratefulness.

When the game ended, Jane walked hand in hand with Maura out of the stadium.

"It was amazing, Maura."

"I enjoyed it too," Maura smiled and turned to Jane, who was tugging her hand. "Wha-"

Jane used her free hand to cup Maura's face and pulled her into a kiss.

They parted for a second and Jane breathed a "thank you" against Maura's lips as she kissed her again. Maura wrapped her arms around Jane's neck and stood on the tips of her toes, Jane steadying her with her own arms wrapped around Maura's waist.

A group of drunken fans stumbled by, whistling while trying not to fall down.

"Hey beauties, you wanna help out?"

"Yeeaaah these dicks could cure you, amiright guys?"

"Yeaaah!"

Jane and Maura broke the kiss to look at the guys, but remained in each other's embrace.

"Get the fuck away." Jane growled.

"Ooooh, cat's got claws-" one of them smirked. Another one came behind Maura and squeezed her butt. Maura squeaked and kicked him reflexively.

Jane gently pushed Maura away to shield her with her own body and punched the guy in the face.

"Stay away from her!" she said and reached for her badge, when the guy hit her back.

"Jane!" Maura screamed and ran towards them, punching the guy with her elbow. He covered his injured nose with both hands and shouted in pain. He caught up the rest of his mates and retreated quickly.

"Are you okay, Jane?" Maura asked worriedly, putting her hand on Jane's forearm to make Jane look at her.

"I totally forgot about the self-defense course you attended." Jane chuckled and hissed in pain.

"I knew it would come in handy. Now let me take a look." Maura turned Jane's face to herself and held Jane's chin with her fingers.

"Hairline fracture. The nasal bone above the lateral nasal cartilage-"

"Do I have a Déjà vu?" Jane smirked. "If I remember correctly, after you pop it back, which will hurt as hell, I should put some ice on it for the next 24 hours so I don't look like Mike Tyson." "You remember?" Maura smiled. "I listen to you, you know." Jane said almost shyly. "Now, pop it back please." "It will hurt a little-"
"I know it will hurt a lot, just do it."
Maura carefully held Jane's nose between her index finger and thumb and with one swift move popped it back. "Ouch!" Jane held her nose. "Now let's get home." Maura opened the door for Jane and then slid into her own seat. "Let's."