Sorry for the chapter delay, I wasn't quite exactly sure how to write what I wanted to happen. This chapter is pretty heavy on the Rizzoli siblings, all Jane's brothers (yes Frost is included in this) and her have things going in this chapter. It's all important for what's next.


Soon Frost and Tommy left to get ready for their lunch with Admiral Frost, the twins were playing one of the games on the Wii Jane could see how excited they were to play so she didn't mind if they got dibs first. Angela, Korsak and Maura were on the couch observing the twins and Jane was outside on the porch with Frankie who was supporting a bottle of beer.

"What's up with you today?" Jane asked after a few minutes of silence.

"Nothing is up Jane, just it's your birthday and it's always a reminder of how old I'm getting as well. I look at how well everyone's life is and then there's just me. The only thing I have going for me is work. It kind of bums me out."

"Don't you have Crowe going for you?"

Frankie shook his head, "That's over."

Jane looked at him in concern and surprised, "What happened? Yesterday you were both really happy, disgustingly happy. Was it something he did?"

"He told me he loved me," Frankie took a sip of his beer.

"Oh well, isn't that a good thing? That's what you wanted right?"

"Of course I want someone to love me, but it's Crowe and I just felt like me and him weren't serious. Apparently he thought things differently than me, I thought it was just fun we were having. I just don't love him, he is great to be around but it's just... I don't feel like we're equal in our feelings. I didn't just want to drag him along. I always felt like he cared about me more than I did him," he explained, putting down the bottle. "I can't stop picturing the look on his face, after he told me he loved me, I got choked up because I had to tell him I couldn't feel the same way. That... Jane I never wanted to be the one who hurt someone, but it just wouldn't be right. I don't like when anyone gets hurts, not on my behalf." He got choked up on his words, Jane wrapped her arm around Frankie's shoulders. "I never wanted to hurt him Jane. That's not the kind of person I am."

"Hey, it's going to be okay. You had to do what you felt was right, sometimes people get hurt Frankie. That's just what happens, that's life."

Frankie frowned at his sister's words, "Jane, if it was anyone other than Crowe you'd be saying something different, saying that maybe I should just see what it develops into. That maybe ending things weren't the best because there's still a chance I could love him in the future, develop feelings and then eventually the feelings could be mutual and things will be okay."

"Well it seems that you know what you want. I don't like Crowe, I don't like knowing that you two do... things, but it seems like you don't need my advice on what to do. Especially if you knew what I would say if this happens with someone who wasn't Crowe. I want you happy Frankie, and you seemed really happy with him, the most relaxed I ever seen you. Crowe has been much different and it's because of you. So you don't love him. He seems like he'd wait for you to be ready, that he'd be willing to wait. I know you usually take your time on the romantic front. Doesn't mean that one day you won't love him. I think this is an insecurity thing Frankie, insecure thinking that one day you'll get hurt, that one day you won't be good enough for him so he bails. I hate to say it but if Crowe loves you he wouldn't have just let you go."

Frankie frowned even more, "After he said he loved me Jane, I said I can't and then I just left. I never even properly talked about it. I just got dressed and ran after seeing the look on his face. I always get hurt Jane it was just bound to happen again, this time I stopped it before it happened and now I'm the one who hurt him and I hate it. I hate knowing that I caused him pain when he's been so good to me, he makes me feel so much better about myself and I just let him down. It hurts so much Jane. Even though I did what I had to do for his own good, I really fucked up didn't I?"

Jane shrugged, "I don't know, but you could always ask him yourself," she nodded towards the car pulling up in the driveway. Frankie looked up and stood up.

"Jane I can't do this, I can't face him, it's too soon. Tell him I can't talk to him," he went to head inside but Jane got up and grabbed his shoulder.

"Hey, would you calm down? Don't act like such a child. You can do this Frankie, okay? You have to talk to him properly about this. I can't have you bringing down my birthday," Jane told him, she heard Crowe approach the porch steps.

"I didn't know it was your birthday Jane."

"Yeah well Maura had to remind me actually, I have this whole ignoring that my birthday exists thing going on, been that way since my twenties. I'm sure Frankie could explain it. Or you guys can discuss the weather or how drinking before noon isn't healthy."

"Jane," Frankie groaned as she gave him a look and slipped inside the house. He sighed, taking a deep breath, shoving his hands into his pockets. "How'd you know where to find me?"

"I have amazing Detective skills, didn't you know?" Crowe smirked and Frankie looked at him suspiciously.

"Why are you smiling for?"

"I'm trying to make things more comfortable, like get into our groove before last night happened. You know when things seemed more simple. Before I made a mistake, saying something before I knew how you felt," his voice softened and frown formed at his words. "You should have been the first one to utter those words, I pushed you before you were ready. I knew you weren't ready to hear those words I could tell by the way you darted out of there so fast. Even before then, I want you to know there are no hard feelings, I was just... hearing that you didn't, that you couldn't yeah it upset me at the moment, but if you would have stayed we could have talked about it. A relationship is all about discussing things."

"But we're not in a relationship, are we? We never really discussed it."

Crowe shrugged, "I wasn't sure myself, I thought we were but I heard that people shouldn't assume things. Maura taught me that."

Frankie sighed for a moment before responding, "I don't know what this is, but I am nowhere near being in love... and you should be with someone who loves you as you love them," he looked down.

"When I said I love you I just, I felt like I was ready and knowing you're not makes me feel sad and hurt, but I understand if you don't love me it's not your fault," Crowe sighed. "I rushed you and I don't know how you're feeling, but knowing you're drinking in the morning, well it worries me. I'm always going to worry about you, and if you want to go to things before, before feelings happened we can do that. I care about you and if it's taking things slow to be with you, I can do that," he admitted softly, resting his hand on Frankie's cheek. "I want you Frankie and only you, whatever it entails."

"I still feel bad for not having these feelings, I have been feeling that you are putting more feelings into this and it's kind of overwhelming for me, you have to understand that."

"I do, I never wanted to overwhelm you. I'm sorry," he dropped his hand.

"I'm the one who should be sorry, I can't do this anymore Crowe, I'm sorry. You need to move on, I can't give you what you're willing to give me," Frankie ran a hand through his hair. "I need to go."

"Frankie..." he reached out for his hand but Frankie shook his head.

"I can't, I'll just see you around at work," Frankie turned to go open the door, not turning back as he went inside. He closed the door and leaned against it. Jane got up from the recliner and walked over to him.

"Hey," she rested her hand on his shoulder, "Are you going to be alright?"

Frankie shook his head and pulled his sister in for a hug. "No, I don't think that I will be. I had to let him go, it was the right thing to do."

"Is Uncle Frankie okay?" Tood asked as he walked up to the two.

Frankie pulled away from Jane and squatted down to look at Todd, "I might feel a little better if I had a hug from my favorite nephew."

"I'm your only nephew Uncle Frankie," Todd smiled, giving him a hug. "I'm sorry that you're sad."

"I feel a little better now," Frankie smiled, especially as Kate rushed over and gave him a hug as well.

"Come play Just Dance with us, Uncle Frankie," Kate grabbed him by the hand tugging him after their hug. Jane smiled at how much the twins loved everyone. She was glad they would be able to distract Frankie from his pain. Even though she didn't like Crowe, Frankie did seem really happy with him. She just hopes that her brother wouldn't go in a downward spiral. She'd have to keep her eye out on him.


Frost and Tommy sat in the car outside the restaurant, they had a couple of minutes before Frost's father showed up.

"Still nervous?" Frost asked, as he fixed Tommy's hair. Tommy chuckled.

"Oh I'm definitely more calm now. I liked having our minds elsewhere for a moment. And how are you doing?"

Frost grinned, "Oh trust me I'm doing much better, thanks for asking," he leaned over to kiss Tommy, his hand resting on his knee. "I really hope that he likes you. I also hope that maybe, just maybe he'll want to be in my life more. This lunch is really a big deal."

"Well we're a team now Barry, we got this, alright?" he held his hand giving it a squeeze. "So are you ready?" he adjusted the tie around his neck and Frost nodded.

"Here goes nothing," he got out of the car and Tommy did as well, standing beside him.

"Did you want me on your arm, or just no closeness yet?"

Frost sighed. "We'll just see how he takes the news first."

"Of course," Tommy and him walked inside, standing close side by side but not to make them look suspicious.

The host greeted them. "How may I help you gentlemen this fine afternoon?"

"We have a reservation of three for Frost."

"Ahh yes, your other person is already here waiting," he led them to their table and Admiral Frost stood up from the table to greet Frost with a handshake. "I'll give you guys a couple of minutes," the man nodded and disappeared.

"It's good seeing you Barry," he let go of his son's hand and turned his attention to Tommy. "And you must be this friend my son felt the need to invite to our lunch outing."

"I'm Tommy Rizzoli," Tommy extended his hand to let the man shake, being sure to stand up straight like he was directed to do. Not to show fear.

"You have a pretty strong grip there Rizzoli. You both may sit down," he directed, letting them take a seat before taking one himself, noticing how Tommy pulled out the chair for his son before sitting. "So how are things with you son?"

"Things are going well. I'm still trying to figure out why you're here, why did you want me to meet up with you. You hardly write or keep in touch and now you show up out of the blue," Frost frowned, Tommy wanted to rest his hand on Frost's leg but knew his dad could see he seemed like the observant type. Admiral Frost was more intimidating than Tommy was thinking.

"Do I need to have a reason to want to see my son?"

"You always had a reason to leave, so I'm sure there's a reason you're here."

"I've missed you, isn't that reason enough?"

Frost looked at Tommy and then to his father, "You never say you miss me, there's something wrong isn't there? What's going on?"

"You worry too much son, things are fine."

Frost felt like this was going nowhere, he got up from the chair, "I'll be back," he had to the bathroom, he gave Tommy an I'm sorry look. Tommy frowned, especially with the way his dad was looking at him.

"So what are your intentions with my son?" Admiral glared at Tommy, who wanted to shrink down but didn't.

"I'm not sure what you're getting at sir."

"I was positioned in New York recently and I happened to catch a glimpse of a baseball game the other day. A game that you and my son attended. A very interesting display happened and I was quite surprised seeing my son kiss a man, kissing you. Accepting a proposal from you... So I'll ask again what are your intentions with Barry?"

"Well I intend to marry him, sir. We're in love and that's what I want to do. He means a great deal to me, and I will do anything I can to make him happy," Tommy explained. "He's better with me, I'm better with him and it just works."

Admiral Frost kept his serious face on, Tommy hated not being able to get a read on the man. "I don't appreciate the display of affection in public, moments like that should be shared from the privacy of your own home. People talk and it's not good for some people's reputations."

"So that's why you're here, people have been talking about Barry to you?"

"He's still my son and I don't appreciate people talking about my son in such ways, I don't appreciate it one bit. Are you prepared to handle that, to handle the looks, the talks... There's only so much my son can handle, so much my job tolerates. I don't like being ridiculed for my son's choices and honestly I don't like you being so open about it. So keep the public displays to a minimum it'll do everybody good. Maybe everyone will forget about my Barry's choice in a mate."

Tommy frowned at the man's words, "So it's more about you that you're concerned about. Your reputation over your son's."

"I'm a very well respected man and what happens when I lose that respect in my line of work?"

"You know Barry has been concerned about how you would feel about him and me, and it's obvious he had a reason to be worried. You don't deserve to be in his life acting concerned when it seems like you don't care about anyone but yourself. There's more to life than a career sir and it's probably time you recognize that," Tommy stood up. "I'm going to see what's taking my fiance so long to return from the bathroom." He huffed, before waking to the bathroom.

Frost was washing his face when Tommy came in, he frowned, "I'm sorry I just left you out there, but I didn't realize how angry his presence could cause for me."

"Well when you left he was honest with me about why he was here. You were right to be angry, he knew we are engaged apparently he seen it on the television while watching the game. He seemed to be concerned about people talking about it, about you in negative ways, but when it came down to it, he's more worried about his own reputation and well I kind of told him to recognize that there's more to life than work," Tommy explained. "And he doesn't appreciate us having public displays of our affection. I'm sorry about the whole thing, maybe I shouldn't have went off on him, but I couldn't sit there and listen to that."

"Don't be sorry, you stood up for us and our relationship and that means a lot to me. I guess wanting a better relationship with my dad was a shit dream. Why need something when all I want is right in front of me?"

"It's not a shit dream to want a relationship with your father Barry. I'm sorry he's like that, you deserve a father who cares who wants to be there when times get rough."

Frost leaned up to kiss Tommy's cheek, "I'm so grateful for having you. Did you want to stay here for lunch or did you want to go elsewhere?"

"It's all up to you, we can go back to Jane and Maura's and celebrate her birthday some more. All I know is that I'm pretty hungry, maybe your father will be different after lunch, more accepting."

"I wouldn't count on that, but I don't think I want to go back to Jane's birthday, can we just go to your place and order in? I need to get adjusted to living with you, since we're doing this marriage thing and I plan to move in at some point. Let's say our goodbyes to my father and we'll go home," he took Tommy's hand in his. "Thanks for sticking up for me, for us."

"Like I said we're a team now and we can do anything as long as we're together."


Jane had a great rest of her birthday, the next couple of days were going pretty well. It was coming close to the fourth of July and everyone was going to meet up at Korsak and Angela's house. Korsak was going to grill and everyone was going to be together, Jane was very grateful for her family and the time they were going to spend together, she was very glad her mother seemed more into family gatherings then she was after Frank's death.

Today was currently one day before the 4th, Jane was at work doing some filing of paperwork, she wouldn't be at this job much longer and she wanted to get everything organized for her departure and for Crowe when he took over her position of Sargeant. Everyone else seemed down today, Frankie kept to himself once he got back from a crime scene with Maura, Crowe had requested time off and Jane figured what it was about, she hated seeing her brother so upset, ocassionally looking over at Crowe's empty desk. It was kind of driving her crazy, Frankie claimed letting Crowe go was a good thing, so why did he seem so upset.

And Frost was typing on his computer, Jane knew how upset he was that his lunch with his dad didn't go over so well. Jane sighed. She herself was growing very excited about what was going to happen in the afternoon. Maura and her had an appointment for picking a sperm for their baby. Jane thought they could just pick anyone and she wouldn't care as long as the baby had a part of her and Maura much else didn't matter, but to Maura of course it was a big deal. She recalled the conversation they had this morning, a conversation that didn't go so well.

"Jane we can't just pick anybody for our baby, it's not like picking out furniture," she lightly scolded. "We have to make sure he's a fit, that genetically there's nothing wrong with him. That he would work for our baby, this isn't just something you're willy nilly about. He needs to be compatible," Maura rattled off, frowning more with each word. "I thought you were taking this seriously?"

"I am taking things seriously, I guess you have a point, we wouldn't want the father to have anger issues, if our child ends up anything like our fathers we're going to have a problem."

"But we would love our child no matter what and teach them not to be that way. Our fathers just never had a good support team growing up, plus there's this whole process of donating sperm, trust me no nurders or any criminal defenders should be able to donate sperm. It's very strict process, each donor has a lot on file," Maura reminded her.

"See, that's why you're going with me to this appointment. I'd just choose anyone who had a good picture and be done with it. I sometimes forget how much you like being a smarty pants," Jane rolled her eyes.

"I like doing research Jane, that doesn't make me a smarty pants. I have to get to work now, I'll see you later Jane," she nodded before leaving the house.

Jane sighed at her desk, she could have probably handled it better, but she wished sometimes things could be a little easier when having a conversation with Maura.

Maura came up into the room, glancing at Jane for a moment before heading to Frankie's desk, "Hey Frankie, here's the autopsy results, seems to not be suicide like you thought. Hope it helps you with your case. I would go into more detail, but I wouldn't want you thinking I'm a smarty pants," that's all Maura said, glaring at her wife a moment before heading towards the elevator.

Frankie gave Jane a what the hell was that about look, Jane grunted getting out of her chair and rushing over to Maura.

"Maura, I'm sorry about this morning okay? I didn't mean to sound like I was insulting you or anything. I like when you sound all smart."

"Well excuse me if it sounded like you were using it in a negative way, that's what it sounded like. Now Jane if you don't mind I have a lot of work to do before our appointment this afternoon." She stepped foot in the elevator.

"Maur-" Jane frowned.

"I'll see you later Jane, no hard feelings," Maura responded as the elevator door closed. Jane grunted before returning to her desk.

"What made Maura so mad at you Jane?" Frankie asked.

"You don't have to worry about it Frankie, alright? I got a handle on it."

"Doesn't seem like it if you ask me," Frost interjected.

"Well good thing I didn't ask you," Jane ran a hand through her hair in frustration before sounding defeated. "Well looks like I joined your guys' club of being sad."

"I'm not sad," both of the boys said at the same time.

"Could have fooled me, Frost it's okay to be upset that your father isn't accepting of your relationship with Tommy, or that he's more worried about his career and people talking than the emotions of his own son. The people who really matter care about you. And Frankie I can see the longing looks you're making to Crowe's empty desk, it's been five days and I know you're upset about things ending, but I mean if you want to be happy and he makes you happy maybe ending things was a mistake, I'm sure we can both agree on that one," Jane shrugged. "But that's just my opinion, he's obviously avoiding you and the whole situation, just as you are avoiding talking to him. He's probably all miserable at his house, waiting for you to make that first step."

"I'm not upset about it anymore, out of sight out of mind, right?" Frankie returned to looking at his file.

Jane and Frost shared a look, they both silently agreed that Frankie was in denial about his feelings. "Hey Frost, want to go get something from the cafe?" Jane asked and he nodded, getting out of his chair. They made it to the cafe sitting down at the table, Frost joining her. "Didn't you tell me earlier that you went to go see Crowe?"

"I seen him at the Dirty Robber yesterday actually, it was Tommy's night to work and I had nowhere else to be so I spent the evening there. And let me tell you Crowe was a mess, he was definitely drunk and it seemed like things were getting to him. He didn't really discuss anything, but you could just tell he's been going through some rough shit. I agreed with Tommy that we don't tell Frankie about it, because Frankie would just feel even worse about himself for breaking it off. If Frankie isn't ready to talk, we can't really force him, you know?" Frost sighed. "I wish he could be happy though, be more confident in himself and realize that it's okay for Crowe to love him if he doesn't feel that strongly in return. Frankie is just weary on romance, and I mean that's understandable. But it's also pretty obvious of how much Frankie misses him, how much he longs to have that happiness back in his life."

Jane nodded, leaning back in the chair, "He just seems so lost, sure I'd prefer Frankie to be in a relationship with anyone else, but he was really happy with Crowe and it sucks he kind of just gave that up. My brother definitely still wants Crowe."

Frost nodded his head in agreement. "I'm sure things will work out eventually, they always seem to, right? Just like whatever you and Maura are arguing about."

"It's not really an argument, I just said something in a way that made me sound like an ass. I'll talk to Maura about it before our appointment for the sperm bank."

"You know you could always use me, for the donor," Frost shrugged.

"I know you offered the other day, but that's okay, plus you can be quite squeamish sometimes, and Maura doesn't want like anything wrong with the donor. And I mean she can diagnose people so she should be able to pick out only the best kind of sperm. I just kind of got frustrated and called her a smarty pants then she took it the wrong way."

"Well I'm sure the way you said it came off the wrong way, I never thought calling someone a smarty pants was a good thing."

"Sometimes I say it in a good way, I think it's cute most of the time."

"Maybe you should just stop saying it, just to be careful she doesn't take it the wrong way."

"When did you become such an expert on my wife Frost?" Jane asked, amused with her friend.

"Because Jane I've been around all of you both long enough to know things. She takes a lot of stuff the wrong way, well she used to at least. She has gotten better, being around humans more."

"You make her sound like she's a damn robot Frost."

"She's much better than a robot though, don't you think?" he asked and she smirked.

"Yeah, she's like a genius, plus robots are men made, and we all know how men could be."

Frost frowned at her for a minute before smirking, "You make a point. Well I hope you and Maura can make up."

Jane sat up straight, "Oh if there is one thing I'm good at it's apologizing to my wife."

"Maybe you should stop doing stupid shit."

"You are starting to sound like my mother and Korsak, I don't appreciate that," she shook her head, frowning when her cell phone went off. "Speaking of Korsak," Jane answered her phone. "Hey Vince, Frost and I were just talking about you..."

"Yeah Jane, that's great and all, but your mother had her check up today at the doctor's..."

Jane frowned, his words got her concerned and worried, "Is she okay?" she asked and Frost looked up at her in concern.

"She's doing fine right now, but she got transferred to the hospital, they are going to keep her overnight and observe her to see if everything will be alright, if not they're going to have to do an emergency c-section."

"But Julian will be two months early, is he doing okay?"

"They say he's doing just fine, but it's more your mother we need to be worried about. I can't lose her Jane, I'd be absolutely fucked without her," she could hear his agony and sadness over the phone. "I would get here as soon as you can, let your brothers and Maura know. I'll see you guys when you get here."

Jane held her breath for a moment, letting it out once she hung up the phone. "Frost go get Frankie and call Tommy, I'm going to go get Maura. We have to get to the hospital."

"Jane, is everything alright?"

"No, I don't think it's going to be alright, Korsak says Julian is doing fine but it's my mother we need to be worried about. I can't lose my mother Frost, I just can't," she frowned, heading towards the elevator. "I'll meet you at the hospital," she rested his hand on his shoulder for a moment before the doors of the elevator opened.


Well here you have what's currently going on with the Rizzoli clan, with romance issues and father issues. Next deals with how they handle the situation at hand. I have the next chapter planned out in my head pretty well so let's hope it's not a long time for an update. sorry for the cliffhanger but it's something I had planned for a while now.