"He's mine," she repeats.
"Yes, I know that."
"I don't know how to be a mother," she adds.
"Where is this going?" he wonders.
She looks at her baby, but says nothing.
"You want to keep him?"
She simply nods.
"Ok."
She quickly tacks on an addendum, "I want to, but I can't. Me, keeping him, will turn him into a monster."
"You don't know that."
"No, but I can't take the chance."
"So..."
"Wherever he is, I am going to love him."
"But?"
"I can't be that selfish, to think that I can overcome it all. I want to think that I can, but I can't."
When he leaves the nursery, Maura is waiting for him, in the hallway. He looks at her, with mixed emotions.
"Did you tell her?" Maura inquires.
"No," he shakes his head.
"Why not?"
He swallows hard. "I couldn't."
"Frost, what's wrong?"
"She doesn't want to keep him."
"Maybe if she knew."
"You should tell her, but I don't think that she's ready."
Maura finds Jane, sitting in the rocking chair, holding the baby, boy.
"He looks like you," Maura comments.
"Maura, stop. I can't keep him."
"Jane, I got a letter, from the courier."
"Another one?"
"I ran some tests, and according to the results I received, he does not belong to Hoyt."
"Maura, are you sure?"
"No. I had the DNA samples sent to different labs, to ensure accurate results."
"Maura, I can't do this. I can't be on this emotional roller coaster."
"If he's not, does it change your mind?"
Jane looks at the sleeping baby, and shrugs, "I don't know. I just know that I'm not ready for all of this. I am not emotionally prepared to be his mother."
"Even if..."
Jane cuts her off, "He isn't the evil seed, of Charles Hoyt?" Jane supplies.
"Jane, you can't think like that. Hoyt is dead. That baby, that little boy, is yours."
"I just don't think that I can do it."
"I'll help you."
"What if all of this is too much? What if I go off the deep end?"
"Then I will take care of him."
"Maura, I can't do this, right now."
"We can have this conversation, some other time, that's ok."
Jane shakes her head, "No, I can't do this, right now. I can't be his mother. I'm not ready."
"Every mother says that."
"I mean it, Maura, I can't."
"Jane..." Maura tries to reason.
Jane won't hear her, "I know that you think I'm making a mistake, but I don't want to hurt him. I don't want to turn him into a monster."
"You won't."
"Maura, I need you to do this for me. Maybe one day, I'll be able to do this, but not now, I just can't."
"No," Maura shakes her head.
"No?"
"It doesn't work that way. You don't get to jerk everyone around. I know that you've been through hell, and I won't diminish that. You can't give him to me, and then take him back. It isn't fair to me, but most importantly, it's not fair to him."
"He's my son," Jane argues.
"Then act like it."
"Maura what are you telling me? You are my best friend, and I need..."
"I won't do it. I'm sorry, but I can't. He's a child, not a dress that you can loan to someone, and then want back."
Jane looks at the sleeping baby in her arms. The tears fall, before she can attempt to stop them. Maura's phone dings, as she, herself is on the verge of tears. She sniffles, and scrolls through the email.
"The test results came back," Maura reveals, clearing her throat.
"From the other lab?" Jane questions, solemnly.
"No those aren't in yet."
"Oh."
"Do you want me to wait, to tell you, what my test results indicated?"
"I thought that you said the DNA wasn't a match to Hoyt."
"It's not. I ran the DNA through multiple other DNA databases, in order to attempt to locate a familial match."
"And get my hopes up, that his biological father is some random, unsuspecting stranger, or criminal?"
"He's not."
"He's not? What do you mean?"
"It's not a stranger, or a criminal."
"Who is it?"
"Frost," Maura answers, looking into the doorway.
Jane looks at her, and furrows her brow, "Come again?" She sees Frost standing in the doorway.
Frost steps into the nursery. Maura smiles politely, and leaves the room.
"That's not possible," Jane tells him, "We have never," she begins.
"When I was in college, I needed some extra money, and I donated my..." he begins, his voice shaking.
"Your sperm? Frost? That's disgusting."
"But, after I did it, I changed my mind. I called them, and told them. It was never used."
"Wouldn't they have destroyed it?"
"I went in, and there was a really cute intern there. I persuaded her to keep it, just in case anything ever happened to me, and my future wife..."
She cuts him off, "Eww. You can stop there."
"But, I am not going to believe anything, until the second test results come back."
Jane looks at the baby, and then at Frost, "I don't see it."
"I know, he's probably just screwing with us."