Maura walked into Aiden's room. She had been called in early to consult on a suspicious death in Springfield. That suspicious death turned into a homicide once she reviewed all the facts and analyzed the evidence. She was gone much longer than she had expected which physically pained her. She knew that Aiden was in good hands. He was with Jane. She knew Jane would die before she would let any harm come to their son. But this was the longest she had gone without being with Aiden since he was born and as irrational as it may seem she wanted to wake him just so she could rock him back to sleep nestled in her arms.

She found Jane sleeping with their son. Both were resting peacefully. Both were beautiful. Both were hers which truly still amazed her.

She stood there gazing at Aiden Alexander Rizzoli-Isles who was five months old and perfect. Maura smiled. He really was perfect. She was sure she'd have a dozen if they were like him. Aiden was happy. He was thriving. He was better than everything she had imagined.

She loved that he smiled when he heard her voice. She loved how he placed his little hand on her face or held her finger when she nursed him. She loved how he stared at her as he hung on every word she said. She loved that he tried to talk to her and she hoped he would continue to do so as he grew older. She loved how she could hold him just so and comfort him like no one else could.

"What is that big brain of yours thinking?" Jane asked having woken to find Maura misty eyed staring at them.

"He's perfect," she stated. Jane placed a kiss on his little forehead.

"Yes, he is," she replied patting the space next to her. Maura sat down and placed her hand on her wife's thigh.

"You solve the mystery?" Jane asked. Maura nodded.

"I'm sorry I was gone so long."

"Maura, it's your job. No apologies."

"We should put him in his crib," Maura said reaching for him. Jane stopped her.

"Lay with us," she requested.

Jane scooted back making room for her next to Aiden. She wanted to hold them both and she knew that Maura needed to be near their son. Maura eased between them. She rested her head on Jane's arm as Jane draped her other arm across her midsection. Maura watched their son. His little arms raised above his head in surrender. His bottom lip slightly pushed out. She wasn't sure life got any better than being with those you loved most in this world.

"I missed him," she said.

"I know."

"Does it get easier?" she asked. Jane kissed the back of her head.

"Yes," Jane replied. "It does in time. The long hours away makes coming home to him that much sweeter."

Jane knew Maura was having a hard time. She had recently gone back to work. Jane watched the struggle she went through deciding what she wanted. While Jane couldn't make the decision for her, she did all she could to support her. There were lists of pros and cons.

"Sweetie, we will make either work. You are a great mom whether you go to work or stay at home. Both help our family and Aiden wins either way. Lists are great but you have to factor what you need in this too."

There was research.

"Maura don't make our son a delinquent before he is on solid food. Those are just studies not absolutes. Your mother worked – I know not the best example but you are now the Chief Medical Examiner of Massachusetts. My mother stayed home. Tommy went to prison. Frankie and I became cops. It's a crapshoot."

There was guilt and doubt.

"Maura, if you decide to go back to work, do it because you want to not because you are afraid Aiden will miss out on something or that you are failing him somehow." Maura hung her head. Jane lifted her chin.

"Sweetie, Aiden will not be neglected if you work. Just because someone will help us doesn't mean they will be doing the heavy lifting. That falls to us. You and me. We will give our son everything he needs and make it easy for him to ask for what he wants."

Jane had never seen Maura so unsure about anything. Her indecisiveness was new but Jane understood why. Maura was afraid of making the wrong decision when it came to Aiden. She had her moments of asking what if she wasn't good enough. What if. Jane reminded her they didn't believe in what if.

Maura had decided for now to continue to work and they had fallen into a routine. Mornings fell to Jane. It took her less time to get ready and this afforded Maura a little time to herself before going in to work. Jane wasn't a morning person but she had transformed into one for Aiden. Maura loved this about her. There wasn't anything Jane wouldn't do for her or their son.

Jane was up, out for a run and in the shower before Aiden woke in the morning. She changed then fed him. Maura would sometimes listen through the baby monitor. She loved Jane's voice but there was something so special about it when she talked to Aiden.

For Maura, there was a quick session of yoga and showering before Jane would leave Aiden with her while she finished getting ready. She would meet Jane downstairs with their son where Angela would have breakfast ready and take Aiden for the morning. Maura would go in to her office then she would work from home in the afternoon. Most days worked like this unless there was a call out for Jane.

This was Maura's first call out since returning to work and from the tears wetting Jane's arm she knew Maura was feeling guilty. She hadn't been with their son in over twelve hours. Jane kissed Maura again and held her close. It did get better. She remembered her first homicide back to work after he was born. She was with her team for the twenty hours it took to find the bastard. She thought she would die which Maura assured her would literally not happen. But it was hard to balance it all – missing him, wanting to get home to him and trying to get the job done.

"I love you, Maur."

"I love you too, Jane."

Jane stayed with Maura and Aiden until Maura drifted off to sleep and Aiden woke. She removed him from the bed, changed his diaper and took him downstairs to feed him. Jane placed him in his Mamaroo which she would never admit to Maura was very cool. When Maura wanted to purchase it, she spouted off the statistics behind it and how over 300 hospitals used them. Jane argued it looked like an alien pod and was too expensive. She was pretty sure it cost more than her first car. Constance settled the argument by purchasing it as a baby gift for her grandson. Apparently, grandmothers can do what they want.

"Hey little man. Mama is making your lunch. That delicious breast milk with a little rice cereal and pureed apple. Yum. And as yummy as that sounds, I want you to know it gets better. Yes, it does. There is pepperoni pizza and cheeseburgers. There is pasta. Oh, and hotdogs. If I could get that in this Baby Bullet I would." Aiden kicked and smiled.

"I will get this warmed and ready for you. Mommy has everything for taking care of you. She has these insanely expensive milk warmers and all natural purees. I will say that they aren't quite pizza worthy but better than when Uncle Frankie and mama stole Uncle Tommy's baby food and ate it. Boy, did we get in trouble for that one. Nonna was pis- upset.

Just so you know. Mommy has all sorts of plans for you and this vegetable thing," Jane said rolling her eyes. "It's going to be awful. Don't worry. I'll help you out as much as I can bud. You know you can trust me. I told you those breasts were magnificent.

Your mommy is home. She is just taking a nap but she'll be down soon. You eat and be ready for her. Give her one of those patented Rizzoli-Isles smiles. Deal? She could use one right now." Aiden responded with a smile and more kicking. Jane enjoyed talking to him even though she knew he didn't understand a word.

"Little man, the Sox are looking good this year." She finished making his lunch. Seeing the bottle excited him. Aiden loved to eat. He latched onto the bottle. Jane had pulled a little stool next to the bouncing spaceship and fed him. She burped him, cleaned the kitchen and placed him in his carrier. She needed to get some things done and he was going to come along for the ride.

"I'll take him," Maura said as she entered the kitchen looking very casual and very beautiful.

"Hey," Jane replied happy to see her.

"You let me fall asleep."

"You must have needed it," Jane replied shrugging.

"You asked me to lay down on purpose," Maura said accusing her. Jane smirked.

"I plead the fifth." Maura walked over to her wife. She kissed her then deepened it. She heard the moan of satisfaction from Jane. It had been a long time since she had kissed Jane like that or since they had made love. There was no lack of intimacy. They kissed, touched, held each other but there definitely was a lack of sex. Jane never complained. Never pushed her. She loved her for that but it also made her wonder if Jane desired her anymore and the fact she didn't was the reason she was so accommodating. She had read where that could happen after giving birth.

"I do you know?" Jane asked pulling away and unstrapping the carrier.

"You do what?" Maura asked removing Aiden from the carrier.

"Desire you. You are still the most beautiful woman in the world. You still are able to do things to me with a look or touch that no one else can and I want you every day. Okay?" Maura swallowed hard and nodded. Jane always seemed to say the right thing at the right time.

"I think we should cancel our evening," Jane suggested aware Maura missed Aiden.

"No, Jane. You've been looking forward to this," Maura replied.

"Maura, this morning wasn't in the plan. Who knew there would be this crazy suspicious death that only you could figure out. I don't mind staying in with my wife and son. We can have dinner at home. Order something. Snuggle up."

"I'd like to go if that's okay?" she asked her voice small.

"You've got nothing to prove, sweetie." Maura sighed. Jane knew her too well. She had sworn to herself that nothing would change in their lives once she had the baby and went back to work. She was going to do it all. She was going to be the best mother, wife, boss, aunt, daughter, daughter-in-law, friend etc. No one would suffer because of her choices. So far there was only one suffering and that was Jane.

Aiden squealed.

"Someone is in need of mommy's attention," Jane said. Maura turned her focus to Aiden.

"Hello sweetie. How is mommy's boy doing today? I missed you." He greeted her with a huge smile. Jane winked at him. Maura leaned over and kissed him. She loved him.

"I've got my eyes on you and mama. There will be no pizza or cheeseburgers in the Baby Bullet." Jane laughed. Those damn baby monitors. Maura had this whole house wired.

"Busted little man," Jane said.

"I have a few hours to be with Aiden. I'd really like to go, Jane," Maura said as she checked his diaper.

"Okay, Maur." Jane would do anything she wanted her to do if it made Maura happy.