"Jane, just go! Get out!" Maura screamed at her wife, who was busy pacing around the crowded room- putting everyone on edge. Normally Maura loved the fact that Jane was a bundle of energy- it was endearing. But, she was just making everyone nervous with her paranoid mumbling and ridiculous questions. It's not like it was Jane's fault that she was nervous; everyone acted this way when they were expecting their first child.

The brunette just shot Maura a wounded look and walked out of the dimly lit room. She stomped down the hall in her running shoes, probably heading towards the café for some coffee. She needed to blow off steam and so long as she was pacing elsewhere, Maura was content for the time being. Maura blew up at her sweaty blonde bangs and whimpered, her contractions were only five minutes apart so they still had quite some time before their child came.

Jane rounded the corner of the maternity wing and marched over to one of the couches in the family waiting room. She was very hurt, how could her wife just kick her out of the room like that? She had stayed by her for everything. She had doted on the blonde for months on end, she even let them paint her child's room yellow. Was she really being that terrible? She seemed to recall some of Maura's not-so-great moments during pregnancy.

"Jane! Jane! I have a problem!" Maura had cried out, sounding terrified. Jane had just gotten home off of a 24 hour day and was almost asleep inside the door frame. The sound of her pregnant wife screaming, made her blood freeze and her heart stop. She bounded up the stairs, taking two at a time until she reached the landing in front of their room. Maura sat on the floor in tears, her eyes red-rimmed and her body shaking.

"Oh my god Maura, are you okay? What happened?" Jane checked over her wife, making sure that she wasn't bleeding anywhere.

"You can't see it? It's fucking huge!" Maura cried, pointing to her stomach. Jane was confused- just earlier in the day they were talking to her stomach, even if she was only 12 weeks and not showing yet. The blonde still pointed towards her abdomen, in utter horror. Then, after another visual check, Jane finally found what had made her wife so upset.

One lonely little purple stretch mark had formed near her navel. It was only less than an inch long, but Jane assumed that in Maura's eyes- it was a mile. Jane knew that this was a sensitive issue for Maura, it was one of the only reasons that the blonde even considered not being the first to carry their children. She wasn't vain per se, but she took a lot of time and effort to look how she wanted to and this was relinquishing the last bit of control that she had over that. Jane, being the ever loving wife, just covered Maura's torso with her hand snuggled down onto the bedroom floor with her. They stayed that way until Maura had fallen asleep and was quietly sniffling into Jane's shoulder.

It was moments like that where Jane knew that Maura had seen better days. Sometimes they would wake up and Maura would roll over, trying to be cutesy by snuggling up with her, only to remember that she had gotten bigger and could no longer snuggle up to Jane's small frame like she used to. When that happened, the rest of her day was shit. So, Jane started to wake up before Maura and would be waiting downstairs in the kitchen with coffee and breakfast. It's a good thing that her morning sickness had left quickly, because when Maura couldn't eat breakfast- no one was getting breakfast

Jane had just thrown the bacon in the hot frying pan when she heard Maura's alarm go off upstairs. The sound of bacon frying in a pan always made Jane think of the summers that her and her brothers would get up at noon and she would cook all three of them breakfast while their parents worked.

Plop. There was one egg in the pan with the nearly done bacon.

Plop.

Plop.

There were two more. She had always cooked her eggs in with her bacon. It saved on pans and who doesn't like eggs that taste like bacon? After it was all finished, Jane arranged two plates for them and started up the stairs. She set the plates down on the bed- ignoring Maura's rule about food in bed with the hopes of something else in bed. Maura walked out of the shower, and saw the food waiting for her on the bed. She beamed at the thought of Jane doing all of this for her, even if Jane refused to buy anything but pork bacon. She grabbed a strip, eating it playfully in front of her wife. Suddenly, her stomach lurched, and she rushed to the bathroom.

Even though it wasn't anyone or anything's fault, Jane still felt guilty and hadn't eaten bacon since.

Thankfully, Maura's sensitive stomach only lasted a few weeks- Jane had really started to miss breakfast. After that miniature crisis, they didn't have much in the way of issues with the pregnancy. The only other bump in the road is when Maura really started showing and they had forgotten to tell one person…

"Erm, Doctor Isles, are you okay?" Susie Chang asked with great concern for her boss. She was sobbing quietly in the corner of the morgue. Maybe it was that time of the month? She did see that Maura had started to put on a little weight, but in the front? With a bone structure like Dr. Isles', the first place she would gain weight would be her face.

"Oh Susie, I'm so fat that I can't reach my tools" Maura cried, motioning angrily towards the stainless steel tray that sat untouched. Susie was very uncomfortable in this situation, she had never seen her boss break down this way.

"I just can't wait for this baby to be out, and I'm only 21 weeks!" Maura yelled at nothing in particular. When she realized how she looked, she burst into tears again. Susie finally realized what was happening quickly made herself scarce.

Jane had gotten a hushed phone call from a very frazzled Susie, telling her that she needed to pick her sobbing wife up in the morgue. Jane had just laughed and taken her emotionally rocky wife home.

Jane suddenly heard her wife wail her name so loud that she could hear it out in a lobby. She jumped up and sprinted back towards her room where she was greeted with quite a sight.

Her normally composed wife was a sweaty and crying mess. She was looking at Jane with the most terrified expression. She held her hand out and Jane took her sweaty palm.

"Jane, baby, I'm so sorry. I love you and I didn't mean please don't leave me?" Maura cried, cringing as another contraction hit her.

"I'd never leave you Maura, I'll be here forever and always" Jane pushed Maura's sweaty hair off of her forehead, leaving kissen their wake. "Okay now push pretty girl, I'm so fucking proud of you Maur."

"Language, Jane" Maura laughed as she corrected her wife.