A/N: Thank you one and all for following along this road with me. I hope you enjoy this chapter. My apologies for the faux chapter/defending myself? that was previously posted. Even though the chapter explains, yes Kate Todd is the incomparable character from NCIS, also played by Sasha Alexander. Reviews = love. Also as far as polyamory goes, please do check out The Ethical Slut by Dossie Easton and Janet Hardy!*drum roll* Let the fun begin!

The next night at dinner, Jane looked to Maura very gently. "How are you feeling about...everything?" She awkwardly asked.

Swallowing her sip of wine, Maura thought for a moment before replying. "Is it fair to say I'm not entirely certain?"

"Of course! I mean, it sort of just happened. The, I mean, the opportunity, the situation, everything. Are you mad at me?" Jane's voice conveyed her level of concern.

Maura reached and took the woman's hand tenderly. "No. I," she paused for a moment. "I feel you and I are in for an incredible adventure regarding life. There is no person better suited for me to go on that adventure with. Dossie Easton is giving a lecture in a few weeks. I was going to surprise you and tell you I'd gotten tickets for us."

At the reply, Jane felt a weight lift she hadn't realized was even there and then with the surprise, she grinned and slapped her knee. "Really? Wow, that will, wow!"

"I know you're a fan," Maura said with a smile. "The Ethical Slut was very good and informative. For a moment last night I did feel a pang of jealousy. I'm not perfect. But it seems for our first time out, we found someone who understood. When Calleigh pointed out how firm we are? I think that was really the first time I realized that. I mean, yes, there have been things. Almost losing you when those terrible men attacked you. Taking care of you. But? Those should never be reasons we have what we do."

Jane took Maura's hand and softly kissed the back of it. "Every single day I wake, my heart chooses you. I don't stay because I have to. I don't feel obligated. Not once have you ever made me feel that and trust? I know obligation. My family made me feel that a lot. Last night for me was, I'll be honest, fucking hot. I feel like going down this road we're unlocking doors to parts of one another we might not have. Not to really derail things, but what do you think of Calleigh?" As she waited for the reply, Jane cut another bite of her steak and ate.

"I think aesthetically she is very attractive," Maura shared.

As she laughed Jane almost choked on her bite. "I meant overall, babe. Would you like to perhaps see her again? Get to know her?"

Maura lightly blushed as her love laughed at her own misunderstanding. "She did seem very caring and authentic so yes, I think after you have now had your way with her? Getting to know her as a person seems logical."

Again Jane chuckled. "Okay Professor Google-Mouth. You know? I love how sometimes you're relaxed and playful while other times you're so weirdly robotic. How's your steak, love?" Jane asked.

Maura swallowed her bite. "Delicious as always, thank you. Remember to save that bit of gristle for Jo. The fats will do her coat well.'

"Aye aye, Captain Mommy!" Jane playfully teased. Dinner went along in pleasant silence. After, the couple began cleaning up. "Oh! We still have that appointment with Frank tomorrow, right?" Jane asked.

Maura nodded as she rinsed a glass. "Four-thirty. Mama is coming. I texted your mother but she said she can't get Stanley to give her the time off."

"I still don't know why the hell she's working there!" Jane huffed.

"She wanted to feel useful and independent. We all know there is no possible way she could work with you at the shop. This way she is making her own money and can keep an eye on Frankie," Maura pointed out.

Jane thought for a moment. "Actually, in a way she could work with me at the shop…"

Maura stopped and turned. "How would that be?"

"Well, with how things are these days, she could do the books online, schedule appointments from her home. Less for me to do and deal with," Jane mused.

Maura cocked her head as she thought over the idea. "Less for you to do and more flexibility for Angela. I don't see where that's a bad thought. Why not call her after we finish cleaning up and run it past her?"

Jane walked over and kissed Maura before setting a plate in the soapy water. "Sounds like a plan."

After tending to everything and speaking to her mother, Jane sat on the couch and reached, putting Maura's feet on her lap and massaged them.

The woman moaned in appreciation. "Is this how you get all the women, Mrs. Isles-RIzzoli?"

Jane smirked and kept going. "Maybe? I love you. I love taking care of you. I love making you moan. If your period hadn't started, I'd make you moan in other ways but? This is what I can do for now."

Maura blushed and shook her head. "At least I enjoyed last night. You are of course immensely talented but I'm not sure I have ever orgasmed as hard."

Jane chuckled and kept massaging. "Well, I am glad. So perhaps we should get in touch with Calleigh again sooner rather than later?"

"Sure."

The next day, the four women again waited outside the ostentatious house for Howard or Frank to answer.

Again, Howard answered and nearly squealed with delight. "My favorite brides and their gorgeous mothers. I swear Angela? I would so turn for you," he playfully teased.

The older woman blushed and chuckled, waving a hand. "Obviously you got my check in the mail. These two are ready to lock down food so shall we?"

Howard laughed and led them to the office Frank was in. "Your appointment. Champers all around ?"

"Of course! Never enough champaign," Constance said with a smile.

Frank swanned down the staircase with his usual flourish. "I hear we have zum food thoughts?"

Holding Maura's hand, Jane nodded. "We do. It's going to be a fairly big feat."

"No feat is too big for Frank!" The planner proudly said.

Just then, Howard came back in with a cart. "Nothing ever is too big," he said with a devilish smirk.

Constance burst out and playfully tapped the man. "I swear you're lucky Frank hasn't fired you yet! And? How would you know?"

Howard pretended the tap hurt for a second before laughing and passing around drinks. "Honey, his husband looks like he has three legs, okay?"

"Another topic, please?" Jane begged. "I don't mind gay male sex I just don't wanna think about that while planning our wedding."

"Jan is right, Howard! We must be more professional. To the office," Frank said as they all headed there with their glasses. "So ladies, what have you come to?"

After Jane pulled out her seat, Maura sat and began as the woman pulled out Angela and Constance's chairs as well. "We both have very different tastes, and our guests will have different tastes as well. We were thinking along the lines of buffet-style. Jane's friend Det. Korsak runs The Dirty Robber. He's agreed to cater their fair which runs on the lines of hamburgers, narchos, bar food," Maura explained.

At the idea, Frank wrinkled his nose but said nothing.

"But? We also wanted more upscale options, too. Can you suggest a caterer who could meet that, along with being able to handle food allergies and sensitivities?" Maura asked.

Frank looked at the laptop screen and began going through his contacts. Howard stood beside him and pointed to a name. "I think she'd be absolutely perfect, Frank."

The man looked to his assistant and shook his head. "She hasn't worked a large event in ages!"

"It doesn't hurt to ask. You know Kate's cooking is delicious. Plus she's gay and I'm certain our couple would prefer to support LGBTQ+ businesses," Howard added.

Maura looked to Jane. "What do you think, darling?"

"I think it is worth trying her food. Does she perhaps have her own place or restaurant?" Jane asked.

"Cafe DuMond on Highhill," Frank answered. "Howard? Write down her informasian for our ladies. You are right, it can't hurt to ask. Unless it does," he added and then laughed at his own odd joke.

"Kate used to work for the government with the Naval Criminal Investigation Services. She was also in the Secret Service so she is a pretty bad biatch," Howard explained.

Maura took the slip of paper and nodded. "Thank you Frank and Howard. Perhaps we all should plan to go for a lunch or dinner sometime?" She looked to both mothers and Jane.

"I'll have to see if my boss would give me the time," Angela teased and chuckled.

"I'm sure she will, Ma," Jane shot back. "How does your schedule look, Constance?"

The woman looked up from her phone. "If I have to reschedule something else, I shall. You and Maura mean far more to me."

"Oh! Let me give you Korsak's number, Frank. I told him you'd be in touch to help coordinate. If you need extra funds to rent things or help him hire more hands? That is absolutely fine. Babe, did you email Frank the Save the Date and invite stuffs we decided on?" Jane asked as she handed the man Korsak's business card.

Maura nodded.

"She did, Jan, and thaaank you," he said. "I will have Howard call and find out. You were still thinking 300 guests?"

Jane looked to Maura before nodded. "Sounds good. Actually, we better think on that just in case. I don't want any of Maura's clients and foundation people to be missed."

Maura took Jane's hand and tenderly squeezed it. "Thank you, darling. So, anything more to go over today?"

Frank looked at his itinerary then shook his head. "I sink zis is enough to work on for now."

After making a lunch date to try the woman's cooking, everyone headed off. Angela hung back for a moment. "Did you want to come over this evening to show me how to do all the books and your appointment system?"

Jane thought for a moment. "Remember I'm having Frankie come over first just to set everything up? He's gonna be there tonight with your new laptop and set up your router and your Voice over IP phone. We still have the service paid through Friday. But don't worry, this is all being considered paid training so you'll still be paid."

Angela blushed. "Right, right. I'm sorry honey. I've been so distracted with this lovely upcoming wedding and Lydia bein' pregnant. Sometimes it feels like too much."

"You know you really didn't have to jump on offering to throw her a shower. We don't even know if it's Tommy's for sure," Jane added.

"Jane Clemintine!" Angela started. "On one hand? You're right. You younger kids are more...open, these days. But even if it isn't? She doesn't have family. And all people, especially babies, need all the love they can get, right?"

At the use of the middle name, Jane both rolled her eyes and bristled. "Yeah, I know. I get it. I'd better let you head home. Frankie should be by soon and I've got to get Maura home," she noted.

"I love you," Angela said as she leaned in, hugging Jane.

Again she still bristled. Besides Maura, Jane had never been much of a hugger. "Love you too, Ma." When Angela let go, Jane went over and got into the passenger seat. "Ready, sexy?"

Maura nodded and started up the car. "I don't mean to pry but what were you talking to your mother about, love?"

"She forgot Frankie's gonna come over and set up her stuff today and then she was going on about the baby shower. I pointed out again we don't know that it's Tommy's and she got all over me about how people need and deserve love," Jane shared.

At a light, Maura tilted her head. "You know that is helpful she said that…"

"What do you mean?"

"At some point we are going to have to tell our loved ones about our lifestyle and if they don't understand? We can use Angela's words. We more than agree limiting love isn't what we want for ourselves."

Jane smiled wistfully and took Maura's hand, kissing the back of it. "You know? For how hot you are? You're pretty damned smart."

"You said you were marrying me for my intelligence."

"I said your money and your rack, get it right," Jane teased.

When they finally arrived home, Maura playfully growled at Jane jest, unbuckled her belt quickly and moved with cat-like precision, mounting Jane. "That isn't funny, Jane," she said before gruffly kissing.

Jane watched in confusion and then moaned deeply into the kiss. "I think we're gonna have to take this side of you inside and see what becomes of the night."