5 months later... (October)
Walking into the house, I immediately notice how dark and quiet it is. I reach for the light switch to my left but find that the lights won't turn on. I flip the switch a couple of times, testing it, but it still won't work. I guess the power is out. Weird though, because it's not stormy outside. I shrug my shoulders and start to make my way into the house, finding the kitchen and living room empty. I suddenly hear a thump come from upstairs and I begin to make my way up there. I look in each room as I make my way down the hall, finding each one empty as well. Panic starts to set in because Maura and the kids should be here. I was only gone for an hour and I talked to Maura on my way home. She said that dinner would be ready by the time I got here and to hurry home. The feeling in the house though is that of an abandoned one. It seems as if it's been empty for months, something that is not sitting well with me.
I finally find myself standing in front of my closed bedroom door, it feeling like my journey down the hall takes forever. I reach out shakily to turn the nob and push the door open. It opens slowly with a creek, and the blood in my veins turns to ice as my eyes stumble upon the scene before me.
"Maura!" I cry out as I rush over to my wife, who's tied to a chair resting at the foot of our bed. Her skin is pale, her eyes are cold and lifeless, and she has a slit from ear to ear across her throat, bathing her neck and chest in deep crimson blood. I feel my heart shatter as I realize what has happened to her, and in my panic to untie her wrists and pull her to me, I fail to notice another person enter the room.
"No baby, baby please no! Come back to me Maura!" The words stumble from my mouth as I cradle her lifeless body in my arms, shear hopelessness setting in. A shaky hand reaches up to push hair away and caress her face, my body rocking back and forth involuntarily.
"Hello Jane. Do you like my handy work?" A chilling voice says behind me. I would know that voice anywhere, its the voice that has haunted my dreams for years. The voice absolutely chills me to the bone, and I slowly turn to look behind me, my eyes falling upon the man responsible for so much pain and torment in my life. The man who has now completely destroyed me.
"You monster! What have you done?!" I cry out, clinging Maura's body to me in an attempt to not feel so dead inside. The sinister chuckle that soon fills the room harshly reminds me that I am in fact alone, and my dearly beloved wife has been taken from me, and my kids are nowhere to be found. The feeling of complete and utter helplessness is so heavy I begin to feel like I'm suffocating, and a new panic begins to set it. The sinister laugh soon turns to a maniacal one, filling the room and piercing my soul.
"You're mine now Jane. I finally have you all to myself, and trust me when I say we are going to have some fun." The voice of Charles Hoyt says, and suddenly I'm no longer cradling Maura's body in my arms. I'm lying naked on my bed, tied at my hands and feet to the bed, with Hoyt standing at the foot of my bed. A sinister looks covers his face as he looms down upon me, and I look around frantically, noticing that Maura is no longer in the room with us.
"She's not here Jane, she's gone remember? Now it's just you and me." He says with a devilish smirk, planting the final nail in my coffin. I just have to find out where my kids are, hoping that he didn't get to them, and that they're safe somewhere away from all this. I couldn't save Maura, but if I can save them, then I can die valiantly.
"What did you do with my children?" I ask, mustering all of the courage and strength I can to sound at least somewhat menacing. I can't show any weakness, or it could mean their lives. He looks at me genuinely confused for a moment, throwing me off kilter.
"Children? Why whatever do you mean Jane?" He asks, gone is his confident evil tone, instead a tone of perplexity.
"My children, what have you done with them?" I ask, almost to the point of yelling. I'm done with his mind games, I need to know where they are.
"You don't have any children Jane." He says, and just like that, I see my world disappear right before my eyes. My memories of the children, fading off into nothingness while I watch and feel my heart rip from my chest. Not only have I lost Maura, but now my children too. And the worst part is I'm now left alone with my demon, and my world becomes that of a walking nightmare, of which I shall never awake.
I look up at Hoyt with tears in my eyes, now resigned to my horrendous fate. I don't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he's broken me, but I have no fight left in me. My reasons for living are no longer present, so what is there left to fight for anyway? By the look on his face he knows I've come to this conclusion, and it's making him immensely happy.
"Oh Janie, you and I are going to have so much fun." He says, suddenly closing in upon me with a twisted grin on his face. I close my eyes and begin to fill my vision with as many happy memories as I can, hoping to dull the pain of what I am about to experience. It doesn't work however, as, instead of my beautiful and gorgeous children staring back at me, all I see is the menacing, evil face of Charles Hoyt. I open my eyes to escape the vision, and stare up at him holding a knife above my body. He sneers at me right before plunging the knife deep into my abdomen.
"Noooo!" I scream out, shooting up in bed, my body drenched in cold sweat. Maura is up wrapping her arms around me in seconds, attempting to comfort me back to reality.
"I'm here baby, it's okay, it was just a dream. I'm fine." She says over and over again, slightly rocking us back and forth, while caressing my head with her hand. I let her hold me, taking solace in the fact that she is here, holding me in her arms, and not dead by Hoyt's hands. I continue to convince myself that is was just a dream, wanting to be able to relax and go back to sleep in Maura's arms.
"That's the third one this week Jane. I think you might need to go speak with someone again." Maura says after a few minutes when I'm more calm. She's laid us back down, and my head is currently resting on her ample chest. I can hear her heart beat and it's bringing me immense comfort. She's still stroking my hair, and she's doing an amazing job at helping me relax. This has become almost a routine for us, me waking up screaming from a nightmare, and her holding me comfortingly while I calm back down. I have no idea what has triggered my nightmares, but I think Maura's right, I should go talk to a therapist again.
"I think you're right." I say, and her hand stills for a few seconds before she speaks.
"What?" She sounds shocked, and it's no doubt by my agreement. Usually I fight tooth and nail against seeking any sort of help, meaning that I would have to admit defeat, but I've begun to learn that if Maura suggests something, I should damn well listen. She's isn't a genius for nothing.
"You're right, I should go talk to a therapist about my dreams coming back." I say to her sincerely.
"Who are you and what have yo done to my Jane." She says, and it causes me to chuckle. Her hand resumes it ministrations on my hair, and I relax back into her body.
"I'm here, I'm just wiser I guess. It's about time I listen to my wife, she's a rather brilliant woman." I say, and now it's Maura's turn to chuckle. I feel her move slightly, and then a soft kiss is planted on the top of my head.
"Would you like me to schedule you an appointment in the morning?" She asks, and I nod my head yes.
"That would be great. Thank you baby." I say, and she gives me a gentle squeeze as a response. We snuggle up closer together, and sooner than I thought I'm able to fall asleep, comfortably in her arms.
I hear the soft smack of a coffee cup being set on my desk at the same time as I groan out at my lack of energy. I look up to find Frost's cheerful face looking back at me. He moves around to sit at his desk across from mine, and I gladly take the offered nectar. I lift it up momentarily and nod my head in thanks before taking a much needed sip. I moan out at the wonderful taste and set the cup back down.
"Thought you could use that. You didn't seem all that rested when you showed up this morning. And I definitely don't want a cranky partner today." He says playfully and I glare at him, but not menacingly. I know he's teasing, and he's right. Plus, I am very thankful for his great detective skills in knowing that I was in need of a good pick me up this morning. This whole week has been brutal, what with the nightmares keeping me up at night. I feel completely exhausted, and I'm sure Maura is too. She has the day off today though, getting to stay home with Simon and Bella. I really wish I could have stayed too, but sadly mama had to go to work.
"How's it going over there in the gay corner? You two fags swapping homo stories?" I suddenly here Crow say from across the room. I glare up at him, astonished at how not only rude, but stupid this guy can be.
"First off, if you're going to insult us, at least do it right. The incredibly rude slang words for gay men and women are faggot and dyke. I myself am a lesbian, and Frost here is an out and proud homosexual man. There is nothing wrong with us, and we don't appreciate you using our sexual orientation as an insult. I have half a mind right now to come over there and kick your ass, but I'm not gonna do that because a I'm much better person than you are." I say, and he scoffs at me.
"Oh please, no stupid dyke is better than me. I'm a real man, something you clearly haven't experienced, seeing as you're a carpet muncher." He says cockily. Frost immediately starts to get up, likely wanting to smash Crow's face in, but I reach out and grab his arm, stopping him.
"He's not worth it Frost, let it go." I tell him, trying to be the voice of reason.
"What's a matter Rizzoli? Afraid I'll be able to kick your ass and take your hot wife as my own? I'll show her a good time, make that bitch scream my name while she takes my cock up her ass." He says, and this time it's my turn to jump up, ready to kill this fucking asshole. Frost grabs me this time, and at the same time Cav comes rushing out of his office and right up to Crow, getting in his face.
"Who the hell do you think you are!? Thinking you can talk about our Chief M.E. like that? You would be so lucky as to have her let you to kiss the bottom of her shoe! Not only that, but Detective's Frost and Rizzoli are this departments best detectives, with clearance rates higher than you could ever dream of. You would be inclined to respect and look up to them, maybe learn a thing or two. Sadly you won't have the chance for at least another two weeks, seeing as you are now suspended without pay. Pack up your desk and get out." He says, standing back and holding his arm out towards the exit. Crow looks shocked and dumbstruck, not moving a muscle.
"I said now!" Cav yells, causing Crow to finally jump up and grab his shit. He slips right past us towards the door, his gaze locked on the floor, not daring to even remotely look our way. After he leaves I look over at Cav, who nods at me, and I give one back in thanks before he heads back to his office. I look over at Frost and he has a smirk on his face.
"Damn, Cav really showed him. That was awesome." He says with enthusiasm. I nod my head and smile lightly. He looks at me concerned for a moment.
"Don't take what he says seriously Jane. He's all talk, just trying to get under your skin." He says, a supportive look on his face.
"Sometimes I worry. He's made a lot of stupid threats like that over the years that Maura and I have been married. What if one of these times he actually acts on it and hurts her? What if I'm not there to protect her? That would kill me, and in turn I would kill him, ending up in prison." I say, my mind suddenly going crazy with horrible scenarios that could happen. I start to panic, and only when Frost rests his hand on my arm, do I start to calm back down.
"You can't think like that Jane. You'll only worry yourself to death. Crow is a coward, and frankly too stupid to do anything like that. So please, quit beating yourself up over something that hasn't happened, and more than likely won't." He says, and I slowly nod my head in understanding. He gives me a smile and I return one, but not as wholeheartedly as his. I'm still rather bothered by what just happened and by what was said about my wife. She's always been the topic of conversation amongst the males in the precinct. I don't really blame them, because she's absolutely gorgeous, but I thought for sure it would have ceased by now. I guess I gave them all too much credit. It's very annoying, and rather pitiful, that they can't acknowledge that she's a human being with feelings, not an object to ogle at. And she's a professional who's married to one of their coworkers. Crow is by far the worst, but I have overhead conversations I wasn't supposed to in the quiet halls of BPD, exercising all my will power not to pummel faces.
"Jane?" Frost says, taking me out of my thoughts. I look up at him curiously, and he has a concerned look on his face. "Are you okay Jane?" He asks softly. I stare off behind him for a moment, thinking back to the dream I had last night, and the subsequent dreams I've been having. They've been eating away at me, keeping me from getting any real sleep, and wearing on my mind. I'm about to respond before Cav yells from his office door.
"Rizzoli! Get in here!" He disappears back inside his office right after calling for me. I give a heavy sigh, not really wanting to deal with whatever it is he wants to talk about. I shoot Frost a glance and he smiles at me apologetically before I get up reluctantly from my desk and head towards Cav's office. He directs me to sit down as I enter, and I do so without saying anything. Might as well just let him get it over with without arguing. Instead of speaking, he makes his way behind me and shuts the door. I look back at him curiously, and follow his movement as he makes his way back around the desk to sit in his chair across from me. I look at him expectantly, waiting for him to talk.
"How are you doing Jane?" He asks softly, and I instantly glare at him.
"Oh cut the crap Cav. Why did you call me in here? I didn't do anything to Crow, even though I wanted to, and I would have been justified." I say a bit angrily.
"Oh I know you would have. I didn't call you in here to talk about that piece of shit. I wanted to discuss something with you." He says, leaning back in his chair, waiting for me to calm down. I nod my head at him, letting him know I'm ready to talk.
"As you know, I'm getting up there is age, and now that I'm married again I want to have more time to devote to your mother." He says, and I look at him curiously.
"What are you saying?" I ask, leaning slightly forward in my seat. He looks at me with a smile before answering me.
"What I'm saying is that I'm retiring Jane, and I want you to replace me as the new Lieutenant." His face is lit up with a smile, but I'm still rather confused by his words.
"What?" I reply dumbly.
"I want you to be the new Lieutenant Jane." He says, chuckling slightly at my lack of response.
"But how is that possible? I haven't even taken my Sergeants exam."
"Being this departments best detective speaks highly for you Jane. I already talked to the Governor about this and he seems to think you would make a fantastic Lieutenant. Plus, being married to the Chief M.E. doesn't hurt either." He says with a wink and a smile.
"But... What?" I can not believe how dumb I'm being right now. Is this really that hard for me to understand?
"I don't know if I even want the job though. What about Frost? I can't leave him." I say, and I can't help the butterflies that are now fluttering around in my stomach right now. The idea of me being the new Lieutenant is rather appealing, dispite what I just said to Cav.
"Jane, this would be a great opportunity for you. It's better pay, even though I know that doesn't really matter to you. But it gets you out of the field, keeping you safe so you can go back home to your wife and kids. I know for a fact that your mother would be ecstatic if you took this position." He says, sounding more like a concerned father than a boss. I look up at him, taking in his words.
"What would I have to do for it to happen?" I ask him after a minute of silence.
"You would take your Lieutenants exam, having the next two weeks to prep for it, and once you pass, then you take over for me. I haven't told anyone of my retirement so keep it hush for now, but I'll officially be out in two weeks. Both the Governer and I want you as my replacement, and I really hope you say yes, but they do have someone lined up as a backup if you say no." He says, waiting for my reply.
"Can you give me a day or two? I need to talk to Maura about this." I say.
"Of course, go home and talk with your wife. Let me know by Wednesday what you decide." He says, offering me an encouraging smile. I nod my head in understanding at him, and shortly after make my way back out to my desk. Frost is staring at me curiously as I return.
"Hey, I think I'm going to head home. Cav wants me to get some rest, I don't feel very good." I say to him, and it's not a total lie. I felt like shit when I got here this morning, and now my stomach is all in nervous knots. Not to mention Cav told me to leave and go home to talk with Maura.
"Oh, are you okay?" He asks, ever the concerned partner and friend. I shake my head yes at him, not wanting him to worry about me.
"Yea, I'm fine. Just need to head home and get some rest. Let me know if you need anything from me though okay?" He shakes his head yes and watches concerned as I head out of the bullpen and towards the elevators. I decide not to tell Maura that I'm coming home right now. The thought of surprising her makes me happy
As I open the front door I walk into the foyer and see Cooper walking past, Simon holding tight to his collar while being dragged along side the dog. Once he spots me he lets go and hops up to give me a giant hug.
"Mama!" He calls out excitedly, instantly making me feel so much better.
"Hello little man! Having fun with the dog?" I ask as he pulls away, giving me an embarrassed smile at getting caught messing with Cooper. He starts to giggle and turns, making his way as quickly as he can away from me and towards the living room. I follow close behind him, ready to scoop him up and tickle him. As I enter the living room, instead of my gorgeous wife, I see just Bella on the couch. She smile over at me before immediately hoping off of the couch and rushing over to me. I lean down and scoop her up into my arms, accepting the love she's giving me.
"Hey baby girl. How have you been today?" I ask her, and she starts telling me about eating breakfast and watching cartoons, as well as her escapades with her brother. She then tells me how her grandma's gonna come over and they're going to go swimming after lunch. Her exuberance makes me smile, and I kiss her cheek before setting her back down on the couch.
"Where's your mommy?" I ask her, and she points in the direction of the stairs as Simon hops up to sit next to her.
"Mommies upstairs, takin' a bath. She says adorably, turning her attention back to the TV after answering me.
"Thank you baby girl." I say, quickly kissing her cheek before heading upstairs to find my wife. When I open our bedroom door I find her sitting up in bed, rubbing lotion onto her legs. Her hair is wet and she's in her bath robe. She looks beautiful, and I tell her this as I make my way over to her.
"You're home early." She says, a bit of confusion on her face, and she glances over at the clock on her bedside table.
"Really early." She says surprised, and setting the bottle of lotion down on the table. I sit down on the bed towards her feet, and grab one to start massaging it. Her face instantly relaxes and she moans softly at the pleasure of the foot rub.
"I'm very glad you're home." She practically purrs as I continue, and she starts to sink a little bit farther down into the mattress. The sight makes me smile, happy to be making her feel this good. I hold off for a moment in telling her why it is that I'm home so early, just glad to be in her presence again. She's fully laying down now, her eyes closed as she enjoys her massage. I set her left foot down and grab the right, wanting to pay it equal attention.
"So Cav called me into his office today." I say after a few more minutes. Maura doesn't open her eyes, but her eyebrows quirk up and she makes a 'hmm' sound, indicating for me to elaborate.
"He told me that he's retiring in a couple of weeks, and he wants me to take over as the new Lieutenant." I say, this time Maura's eyes fly open and she moves to sit up, taking her foot away from me in the process.
"What did you say?" She asks after a bit of a pause, looking at me curiously. I shrug my shoulders and instantly find something very interesting about the pattern of our comforter.
"I didn't tell him anything, except that I needed to talk to you." I say, and feel Maura's hand come to rest under my chin, softly lifting my head up to look at her.
"What's wrong baby? I thought this would be good news, but you don't look happy." She says, her tone soft and concerned. I look up into her eyes and see general confusion. To her this is a great thing, but I'm still not sure how I feel. It's obviously a good promotion, a great one actually, but it requires me to leave the field and everything that I know and am good at. I especially don't want to leave Frost. I consider him my equal, not my subordination.
"I'm just not sure if I want to take the position. I love being a homicide detective, and it's what I know. If I take this position, I lose that. I become one of the brass, following their orders and sitting in an office all day. I'd have to leave Frost too, saddling him with a new partner." I tell her, looking at her pleadingly, in the hopes that she'll tell me what to do and make this all better.
"Honey, it's not like you'll be moving far away. You would still see him everyday. And if I'm not mistaken, Frankie has been dying at the bit to finally make it officially into homicide. This would be the perfect opportunity for you to promote him." She says, and I give her a playful smile.
"It's chomping at the bit, not dying babe, and you're right. I know I would still see him everyday, and it would be a good way to promote Frankie, but it wouldn't be the same. I wouldn't get to go out of cases with him, or you for that matter, I would lose all that bonding time. I know it would be safer and more I'd be much more likely to come home to you and the kids in one piece, but I feel like it would be going against who I am, who I've built myself to be." I say, and she looks at me knowingly and sympathetically.
"If you really don't want to, if you feel like you would be unhappy, then don't do it. You know I'll love you no matter what." She says, reaching her hand out to stroke my cheek. I close my eyes and lean my face into her hand, reaching my own up to rest over top hers and keep it there a moment longer. When I open my eyes back up Maura leans in and plants a loving kiss on my lips.
"I love you Jane, and I want you to be happy. If staying on as just a detective is what you want, then keep it that way."
"I could apply for my Sergeants exam though, which would allow for Frankie to be promoted to fill my spot, and bump Frost up to head detective." I say, a smile suddenly gracing my features. Maura gives me one in return.
"There you go. That way you can have a bit of both." She says happily, giving me an award winning smile.
"Mommy! Simon colored on my pick-a-ture! He made it ugly!" The sound of our daughter's yelling voice causes both of our heads to whip towards the door where Bella is stomping through. She has a scowl on her face as she makes her way towards us. I hear giggling coming from the hallway, and a moment later Simon comes running past our door towards his room. Bella turns around and yells his name before taking off after him.
"I got this." I tell Maura as she moves to get up. She gives me a thankful smile as I get up to quickly head after my daughter, needing to catch her before she does something to hurt Simon. I manage to catch her right as she runs into his room, scooping her up in my arms. She starts wiggling around, attempting to get free from my grip, but obviously it doesn't work. I'm much stronger than she is.
"Let's me go mama!" She yells out at me.
"Bella, knock it off." I say in a warning tone, but as expected she doesn't listen to me, instead putting more effort into her wiggling, and she starts crying out in protest.
"Bella, I mean it. Knock it off right now or I'm going to swat your bum." I say, hoping she will listen and not have me resort to punishment. Sadly, she does not though. She looks up at me and sticks her tongue out, glaring at me in the process. I sigh before smacking her right across her right butt cheek. She instantly starts crying and goes limp in my arms, working up a show like she's so good at. This of course draws Maura's attention and she comes rushing into the room right as I move to step out and take Bella to her bedroom for time out.
"What's wrong, why is she crying?" She asks in a rush, her eyes scanning over our daughter to make sure that she's not seriously injured.
"She's fine, I just swatted her on the butt because she wouldn't listen and stop acting up. I'm gonna take her to her room for a time out." I tell her.
"No! Mommy!" She starts crying out, knowing that her mother will cave at her tears. I give Maura a warning look and shake my head no before stepping around her. I don't want her to let Bella get away with acting like this, because then she'll think it's okay. I know Maura comes from a place of love, and she wants our kids to have everything she never did, but she takes it too far. She lets the kids get away with pretty much anything because she doesn't want them to hate her. Which of course makes me the bad guy when it comes to punishment, something I hate, but it would appear that that will never change.
Bella starts to scream more once she realizes that mommy didn't take her from big bag mama, and she begins to wiggle again, attempting to flee once more. I hold her tighter in my grip and walk into her room, setting her down on her bed. As expected, she attempts to run once I let her go, but I grab her around the waist and pull her back.
"No you don't. You sit your butt down on this bed, you're in time out." I say sternly, and she gives me a challenging look, almost glare, before folding her arms and slumping down slightly. At least she's not trying to run. Dealing with Bella has given me a greater appreciation for my mother. I know that my daughter is exactly like I was at her age, and I now know she had her hands full with me. It does give me hope though, because I turned out pretty okay in the end.
"You need to sit here and think about your actions for a little while. You don't act like that, you hear me." I say, not angrily, but in a stern parental tone. She nods her head as a few silent tears fall down her cheeks. I wipe them off with my fingers and lean in to kiss the top of her head. I help her lay down and cover her with her blanket. She snuggles right in and turns on her side, closing her tear stained eyes. I sit for a moment more, staring at her beautiful face, before slowly getting up and heading out of her room.
"Is she okay?" Maura asks right as I close Bella's door. I jump as I wasn't expecting her to be standing right there.
"Geez Maura, scare me half to death why don't you!" I say, and she looks at me apologetically.
"Sorry." She says, looking a little sheepish. I take a moment to slow my heart rate down before answering her.
"She's fine, she's taking a nap. She was having attitude and trying to get away from me, but we came to an understanding. I think she was just tired because the moment I got her into bed she curled up and closed her eyes." I tell Maura, and she nods her head. She still looks concerned but not as worried as before. I wrap my arm around her and lead her away from Bella's room and towards the stairs. Once we get down to the kitchen living room area we spot Simon playing with a ball. Upon closer inspection I realize it's one of my weight balls, the five pound one to be exact.
My tough little man is throwing around a 5lb weight ball for fun. I can't help but chuckle at him. I look at Maura and she too looks amused.
"Well aren't you just a tough little man." She says to him. He looks up at us, and once he sees our smiles, he graces us with one of his own. He picks the ball back up and starts moving towards me, throwing the ball once he's close enough. He gets it surprisingly far, and I'm able to reach out and grab it. He gives me a giant smile as I reach down and grab the ball.
"Frow it mama!" He says in excitement, jumping up and down while he waits for me to throw it. I chuckle at how adorable he's being before tossing the ball to him, intentionally making it hit the floor a few feet in front of him. He chuckles and rushes to grab it. Instead of throwing in back to me, he takes off running towards the stairs with it, giggling the whole way.
"Be careful Simon!" Maura calls out to him, looking nervous about him running around with a weight ball.
"He's fine Maur. Our little macho man is just having fun. Better that than playing with Bella's dolls." I say with a chuckle, and suddenly Maura is glaring at me.
"What would be so wrong with that Jane? Are you saying that if our son wanted to play with dolls you would think that was bad?" She asks with her arms folded over her chest, looking at me expectantly. I feel like she's boring into my soul with her stare. It's actually making me feel uneasy.
"No, I'm not-, its just- ugh. Shit!" I say, grasping the bridge of my nose with my left hand. I really didn't mean anything by what I said, but now we have to have a talk about this and discuss it.
"I didn't mean anything by it Maur, it was just a joke. I know you and I aren't traditional, seeing as we're two women, but traditionally if a boy plays with dolls he's girly and his sexuality comes into play." Her stare starts to grow in intensity so I quickly continue on with my point.
"I am all for him playing with dolls if he wants, or Bella joining a soccer team if she wants. Please don't be mad for a stupid thing I said. I'm sorry." I say, and her features soften.
"Jane, I don't want you to say these things just to make me feel better. If you genuinely think that if our son were to play with dolls that he would be gay, then say it. I know you were raised in an Italian Catholic family, and those types of views are standard. These are the types of things we need to discuss." I look at her confused for a moment before speaking.
"What? Maur that wasn't what I was saying at all. You really are blowing this out of proportion. I made a dumb joke, that was all it was. I'm sorry that my humor is crap, please don't think anymore on this." I say to her, hoping she actually realizes that it was just a joke. She takes a moment to think on my words, and finally nods her head and unfolds her arms.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to overreact. I just don't want our children to be confined or told how they should live their lives and what they can and cannot like." I immediately take Maura into my arms and kiss her forehead.
"I know baby, and I feel the exact same way. Both of us had to grow up and deal with those kinds of issues, so we know how it feels. And I know that we are great parents for allowing our children to be who they want to be." I say, looking right into her eyes. She nods her head at me and gives me a small smile. A knock at the door breaks our attention from each other, and Maura detaches herself from me to head over and answer it. Her biological mother Hope is on the other side of the door, and Maura welcomes her with a hug. I smile at her as she makes her way towards me, giving me a hug as well.
"Jane, good to see you. How are things?" She asks me, and I give her a bit of an explanation about my life and how things are good. I look to Maura for an explanation as to why Hope is here, and she smiles at me.
"Jane, Hope came by to take Simon and Bella swimming at the rec center and then to lunch. She wanted to be able to spend the day with them." She tells me and I nod my head in understanding.
"I'm sorry, Jane came home early and distracted me, so I've not gotten the children ready to leave yet. In fact Bella went down for a brief nap after throwing a small fit." Maura tells her, and she shrugs it off with a wave of the hand.
"Oh that's fine Maura, completely understandable. I can wait until they're ready." She tells Maura with a smile.
"I'll go check on her and get Simon ready, you two can sit and chat." I say with a smile, giving Maura a brief kiss before heading upstairs to find Simon and get him dressed. I find him in mine and Maura's room, sitting on the bed with the remote in his hand, the weight ball long forgotten on the floor by the door. He squeals when he sees me enter and drops the remote. I head over and snag him up, lifting him so I can plant a big fat raspberry on his stomach. He starts giggling and squirming as I do.
"Shall we go get you ready for your day with grandma Hope?" I ask him after and his face lights up with excitement, bouncing up and down in my arms.
"Yay! Gamma Hop!" He exclaims, causing me to chuckle once more. He can't quite say Hope, so he calls her gramma hop instead. Its absolutely adorable, and Hope gets a kick out of it too.
"That's right bud, Gramma Hope is here to take you and your sister out for a day of fun. We better get you dressed up all handsome for her." I say, tickling his belly as I head over to his dresser. I make quick work of gathering an outfit for him to wear, his cute little black skinny jeans and a grey hoodie. It has a little BPD logo on the chest, gotta have my kids rep what I do of course. Once his shoes are on and his hair is tamed, I take him back downstairs to see his mom and grandma. They both squeal over his adorableness while I head back upstairs to check on my daughter. She's actually sitting up in bed when I walk in, her eyes still filled with sleep. Once she sees me she reaches out her arms for me to pick her up, so I do.
"Hey baby girl, how was your nap? Do you feel better?" I ask her, and she nods her head, moving her small hand up to rub the sleep from her eyes.
"It was good mama, I'm not tired anymore." She says, her voice gravely just like mine is when I first wake up.
"Good, cuz grandma Hope is here to take you and your brother out for a day of fun." I say, and her face lights up.
"Should we get your ready?" I ask her, and she begins to nod her head vigorously. I set her down on the floor before speaking agian.
"Go pick out some clothes to wear then, so we can get you dressed and ready." I say, and she quickly makes her way over to her dresser, pulling out her bright yellow sundress. I immediately start shaking my head no.
"Sweetheart, you can't wear that, it's cold outside. You need to pick some pants and a long sleeve shirt." I say, fulling expecting her to start getting upset. Surprisingly she doesn't though, instead nodding her head and searching back through her clothes. She quickly comes over to me holding her blue jeans with flowers on them and a purple long sleeve shirt. I nod my head in approval and begin to help her get dressed. Once her shoes are on I stand up and look at her.
"Okay, almost done. Now what to do about your hair?" I ask, and her eyes get wide before she takes a step away from me.
"No mama, you can't do my hair, you suck." She exclaims, and I can't help but chuckle momentarily before I look hurt.
"Ouch little one, way to spare my feelings." I say, holding my hand to my heart. She doesn't look remorseful at all, just still scared that I'm going to attempt to do her hair. I give her a glance before heading to her dresser and grabbing the brush and hair ties.
"Fine, let's go downstairs so your mom can do your hair." I say, and she instantly looks relieved.
"Yay!" she says before turning and heading out the door. I shake my head before following her, glad that my boys don't have any problems with me doing their hair. I guess I'm just better with boys. I hand Maura Bella's things when I get downstairs, and strike up a conversation with Hope while Maura does our daughter's hair. It doesn't take her long, and soon we're kissing our youngest children goodbye as they head out the door to enjoy a day with their grandma. Once I shut the door behind them I turn around only to be pinned to the door by my wife. She has an almost predatory look in her eyes, and it shocks me.
"Maur what are you doing?" I ask, and she gives me a seductive smile.
"I want you Jane." She says in a husky voice. It's her sexy time voice, and it instantly gets my libido going.
"But, they literally just left. You aren't wasting any time." I say, my voice sounding rather weak.
"It's been too long Jane, I need you."
"It's only been a wee-" She cuts me off with a fierce kiss, effectively shutting off any further words I was going to say on the matter. I reach down and grab her ass while she starts sucking on my bottom lip, and begin to make my way upstairs slowly. I want to make love to my wife in our bed, away from the family areas in the house. After a few bumps into the wall, and a near drop, I manage to get us into our room, dropping Maura onto our bed. I quickly climb on top of her and resume our kiss. She bites my bottom lip, which she knows drives me crazy, and wraps her legs around my waist. Before I have a chance to do anything, she has us flipped, and now she's on top of me.
"God you're so sexy." I say, and she smiles seductively at me before winking. The wink is then followed by her reattaching her lips to mine as her fingers begin to unbutton my dress shirt. With lightening fast speed she gets all the buttons undone and before I know it, I'm completely topless with her working on getting my pants off.
"Man, you weren't kidding." I say as my panties are tugged off of my body, leaving me naked in a matter of seconds.
"I meant when I said I wanted you Jane. It has been way too long since we last made love. I want to feel you against me, I want to taste you as I make you cum with my mouth." She purrs and my eyes roll into the back of my head at her words. I feel myself instantly get wet, and suddenly Maura is kissing me again. She bites my lip and reaches her hand down to my core, pushing two fingers into my folds.
"God Jane, you're so wet." She purrs into my ear, and I thrust my hips up into her hand, moaning at the spike of pleasure from her rubbing my clit. She wastes no time trailing kisses down my body, taking only a moment to suck on each of my nipples, before she's laying between my legs with her head hovering over where I need her most. She inhales my scent and as she breathes out she opens her eyes and stares at me. Her pupils are dark and her eyes are hooded, letting me know that she is extremely turned on, and by me. I feel a shiver run down my spine and the anticipation for her next moves starts to make me go crazy.
"Maur please." I moan out, wanting nothing more than for her to latch her mouth around my bundle of nerves and suck until I cum all over her face, just like she wanted. She doesn't leave me hanging for long, her tongue starting at my dripping entrance, taking a long slow swipe up my slit, strategically avoiding my clit. She gives a few more swipes before finally taking that sweet, glorious button into her mouth, giving a fast, hard suck that makes my toes curl.
"Oh god!" I cry out in ecstasy, my back arching off the bed slightly. All too soon though, I feel Maura take her mouth away from me, and not put it back. I open my eyes and see her head poking up from between my legs, and she's wiping her mouth.
"We need to get you on a more leafy diet honey, you're tasting very starchy." She says casually, and it totally kills my mood. I feel like a high pressured tank that gets punctured and just fizzles out rather than exploding. I immediately sit up and remove myself from Maura, grabbing the blanket and wrapping it around my naked body. She looks at me confused as I do so.
"Jane, what are you doing?" She asks, completely oblivious as to what she just said, and especially how it affected me.
"I'm not in the mood anymore." I say, moving to get up and head into the bathroom. Maura grabs my arm though, preventing me from escaping like I want.
"Baby, what's wrong? You were just so hot for me." She says, and I turn my head and glare at her.
"Really? You just told me that I taste nasty, effectively killing the mood, and you have to ask me what's wrong?" I snap at her.
"Jane, I never said you tasted nasty, I said starchy, meaning that you've most likely eaten a lot of starches lately. A diet high in leafy greens makes for a more natural tasting lubricant, which tastes better." She says, and I scoff before moving to get up again.
"Baby, please, don't leave. Let's talk this out and get back to what we were doing. I've really missed you." She says, causing me to look at her in astonishment.
"Are you kidding me? You think I'm going to let you suck the nasty starchiness off of my pussy now? When I know that it doesn't taste good to you. What makes you think I could get back in the mood after that?" I ask, not letting her have a chance to respond before heading towards the counter and shutting the door.
Sorry, mean I know, but I'll this will be continued very quickly I promise...