Maura choked back a tear filled laugh. "A boy," she whispers into Jane's hands. "We're having a little boy."

Jane is silent, and she sits slack jawed with her eyes darting back and forth between the black and white image, and her girlfriend's eyes.

"Jane?" Maura asks, moving one hand to Jane's cheek in an attempt to rouse her. "Honey?"

"A...a boy. A b-baby boy." Jane mumbles.

Both Maura and the doctor chuckle, "Yes, darling." She pulls Jane in for a soft kiss, "a baby boy."

Jane's mouth cracks into a wide grin, and suddenly she is laughing. "A BOY!" She shouts. Grabbing Maura's face with both hands and crashing their lips together for a searing kiss.

Maura smiles and laughs into her mouth, sliding her hand up Jane's cheek to wipe away her tears. Their foreheads and noses touching, they keep their hands on each others faces and Maura whispers, "we're having a son."

Jane laughs again and they suddenly remember that they are not alone. They both look up at Dr. Harrison who is smiling sweetly, both at the news and love that is so obvious between the two women.

"A big boy, by the looks of it. I'd say about 11 ounces." She stands and hands Maura a towel to wipe off the goo. "I'll go print up some copies of the ultrasound, and Maura I'll try to find out why some of the donor file was left blank." She shakes their hands and congratulates them before stepping out.

"Oh my god, Maur. A boy."

"I know, I know. it's...it's incredible." Maura answers with a hand over her heart.

"I can't wait to tell Ma. Oh! And Frankie is gonna be so jazzed, so will Tommy, and Frost too!" Jane squeals.

"Sweetheart, lets wait to tell everyone until after next week, alright?" Maura said, a little apprehensively.

"Oh-okay, sure. Why?"

The ME sighed and rubbed her face with one hand. "It's just, I've never made it this far, okay? Once...once I'm past twenty weeks I think I'll feel a little bit more secure in this pregnancy," she closed her eyes for a moment, "just to be safe."

Jane's heart sunk a little and she lifted Maura's hand, running a thumb over it and kisses her ring, which she hadn't taken off since Christmas. "It's gonna be OK, Maur. I know it, I can feel it, you know? Baby, this is our son." She ran her free hand over the swell of Maura's stomach. "This is our son, and he's going to be perfect. He's going to be incredible, and smart, and funny. I'm gonna teach him how to hit a ball, and I'm sure Frankie will teach him how to eat like a slob when he's watching baseball," both woman chuckle. "And you, Maura, you are going to teach him all about...cell division, and space engineering, or something. He's gonna learn so much from you. He's gonna be perfect."

Maura runs her hand along Jane's face, tracing her lips with a finger. "I love you so much," she whispers.

"I love you too baby."

Unfortunately, the truth in Jane's words would dissolve with the news that Dr. Harrison brought them ten minutes later. She stepped in to the exam room looking solemn, and the joy in both women's faces fell away.
Apparently, the doctors office had fallen victim to a scam. Recent reports showed that many men who donated their sperm for money were doing it even though they didn't pass the genetic markers test. Men who tested positive for a number of genetic diseases, like Huntington's, Tay-sachs, Leber's congenital amaurosis, and many more, were falsifying their documents so they could sell their sperm.

"Wha- what does that mean then, f-for us." Jane asks quietly, suddenly feeling weak at the knees and taking a seat next to Maura.

"Well," the doctor began, "we will have to run some tests to find out exactly what we're dealing with here. We will test the sperm sample that you two used, and we will schedule an amniocentesis for as soon as possible."

"NO!" Jane suddenly shouted, causing the doctor and Maura to jump. The detective stood up and walked up to Dr. Harrison, her finger pointed menacingly, tears threatening to spill. "We need to do it NOW! Haven't we been through enough?! Hasn't MAURA been through-"

"Jane," Maura whispers as she closes her eyes, and a tear slides down her cheek as she holds her stomach. "Please."

Jane sighs, the sound of Maura's pleading voice was the only thing that could have stopped her rant. "Doctor Harrison, please. We need this done as soon as possible."

"I will call you as soon as we know what we need to test for," she lays a gentle hand on Jane's shoulder. "I promise."

Jane nods and the doctor leaves. She helps a slightly shaky Maura off of the table and into her clothes before making their way home.

When they walk through the door, Maura sits herself quietly on the couch, her hands haven't left her stomach since the doctor told them...
Jane walks into the kitchen, planning on getting a beer from the fridge, but suddenly not having the energy she instead sighs heavily before putting her elbows on the counter and sinking her face into her hands.

A soft sob makes her look up, only to see that Maura is crying quietly, hands slowly rubbing up and down her belly, her head hung low.

Jane stays still, not sure if she can handle this situation any more than Maura can.

"We'll sue," she says from the kitchen, her voice hoarse. "We'll sue the whole doctors office, and the-the man, whoever he is, we'll find him and s-sue him for everything he has." She takes a shuddering breath and pinches the bridge of her nose.

"Who will that help?" Maura says almost inaudibly from the living room. "What's the point?"

Jane straightens herself and slowly walks to the couch, "It'll help me, knowing those asshole won't get away with this, or do it again to anyone else," she answers her voice cracking slightly. "And I think It'll help you too."

Maura's head snaps up to meet Jane's gaze. "It won't help me. The only thing that will help me is to know that this baby," she takes a breath before whispering, "our baby, will be OK. That he'll be perfectly healthy." A soft sob ends her sentence.

"Well, we're still suing those bastards." Jane says defiantly.

"No, Jane."

"Maura, do you realize what they have done to us? To you!? They've put our family on the line, Maur! There are so many things, so many awful things our baby could have. Our child is potentially dy-" she stops herself. The look in Maura's eyes makes her want to drop to her knees and beg for forgiveness for causing it. A mix of fear, longing, sadness, worry...and seething anger. She stands slowly, using the back of the couch as a crutch to lift her body into a standing position.

"Do I...realize? Are you kidding me, Jane? You don't think I UNDERSTAND WHAT THIS MEANS?!" She screeches, one hand grasping her stomach tightly and the other supporting her back as she slowly steps closer to the detective. "Trust me, I know EXACTLY what this means. This is every single fear I have had since the goddamn BEGINNING of this pregnancy! Since the beginning of the last one! Except I wasn't so lucky last time, was I?!" Tears fall down her face and she makes no effort to try and hide them anymore.
"The real question is, Jane, do you, understand what this means!" She pokes Jane hard in the chest, "Cystic Fibrosis, our baby may never be able to breath on his own and could die during INFANCY! Tay-Sachs, he could die a slow, p-painful death by the time he's f-five!" Her voice gets weaker, and she struggles to continue. But she needs to do this, to say this to Jane. To finally express the list of fears and all-too-possible conditions that their baby is now threatened with. "Down Syndrome! Autism! Lebers congenital amaurosis, Jane! Our baby could be BLIND!"

"STOP!" Jane screams, taking a step back with her arms outstretched defensively, and her eyes shutting tightly against her own tears.

Maura quickly turns away from Jane and covers her face with her hands, trying to subdue her now loud, ugly sobbing. Without turning around, she croaks out, "I f-fully understand J-Jane, I-I realize, but even i-if we sue, it w-won't ch-change anything!"

Jane slowly brings her hand up to Maura's shoulder, but she shrugs it off. "Don't," she warns, and starts walking back to the couch.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO, MAURA!" The brunette yells, making Maura flinch, her back still turned to her. "What can I do?! I can't- I can't promise you that this will all go away! I can't do ANYTHING! I'm not in this like you are, Maura! I'm not the pregnant one here! I'm not the one who lost a baby, I don't know what this feels like for you! I only know what it feels like for me, and for me, this will help!" She swiftly turns back to the kitchen and grabs her keys and jacket off the counter.

Maura finally turns around when she hears the keys scrape against the counter, and jingle musically as they are lifted. With wide eyes she watches as Jane walks to the front door, stopping just before opening it. "I need...I'll be back later. Don't wait up." Then slams the door behind her.

Maura falls back onto the couch, her mouth slightly opened, trying to process exactly what just happened. She hears the engine start, and the tires crunch along the gravel of the driveway before screeching on to the street and disappearing.

Only then, when she know Jane is truly gone, does she let herself completely fall apart. She curls up in a ball, as much as her pregnant belly will allow, and buries her face hands. Crying loudly and shaking with the force of her sobs. She runs one hand along the bottom of her belly, "I'm sorry baby," she moans quietly, "I'm so sorry."

She leans back against the couch, one hand still over her eyes as she rubs her stomach.

Suddenly she gasps loudly, the hand on her face shooting to her abdomen. She rubs it again, not sure if she imagined what she just felt. But there it is again, the familiar pressure, and little patter against her hand. "Oh," she gasps again.

A small smile appears on her lips, and the first thing she thinks of is Jane.

Jane.

And suddenly she is crying again, because the one person she wants to share this with, the one person who should be experiencing this with her, isn't here. She just wants Jane.


So as always, tell me what you think, reviews are always welcomed and appreciated. However, I also wanted to get you guys' opinion on the fight Jane and Maura had, who do you think was in the right?