Hello again!

This was supposed to be a one-shot, but I've received some good reviews and Pms, so I decide to continue. I hope you like the turn of events.
Also, a lot of people ask this story to be rizzles (it wasn't at first), but this idea just came up yesterday, and couldn't resist keeping ongoing.

Please let me know any of the grammar mistakes, and please let me know if you have questions or suggestions. I appreciate reviews a lot!

B. M. Adams
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Disclaimer: I do not own anything of R&I, just the plot.


They stayed in the same position for a long time, not saying a word; they weren't needed, both just need a shoulder to cry on a bit, to ease some of the pain, the insecurities, the past, and all both women have been through. Maura lifted her head from Jane's shoulder, wiping the leftover tears on her cheeks; she looked at Jane, "I'm sorry if this sounds intrusive but, what happened to the baby." The detective looked at her, resting her head against the wall and looking up at the ceiling. "I had a premature birth at six months" Tears begging to fall from Jane's eyes to her already tear-stained cheeks, wiping them away, she continued, "She was fine, premature, but fine… I gave her in adoption. It was an immediate adoption, so I haven't known anything since" Maura rested her hand on the brunette's thigh; seeing the vulnerability in Jane's voice, she knew that she was still regretting the choice she maid al these years ago. Maura was shocked by this statement; she wouldn't have ever imagined that Jane would have had to take such a hard decision at such a young age.

After half an hour, the duo went downstairs; while Maura was making some tea for Jane and herself, Angela came in, knowing instantly that something was off, by the look of her daughter "What's wrong Janie? You look sad" Angela asked, worried about the look on her daughter's and Maura's face. Jane said, "Just an awful migraine" while rubbing her face with her hands.

"And what's bothering you, Maura? You don't look better… No offense" The eldest Rizzoli commented. Maura smiled, waved the last statement, and placing her hands on her baby bump, she said, "This little one here has been moving a lot lately. She has kept me awake all night. I'm just tired". Angela smiled lovingly at her, being Maura just like a daughter for her.

The Rizzoli matriarch left the house, leaving both women alone. They just sat in the kitchen stools, not saying a word, just sipping their hot teas. A little while after, Jane told her good-byes and left towards her own apartment.

She entered her house, left the keys on the kitchen counter, and not even bothering herself with changing into pajamas, she just let herself fall onto the bed and fell to a night of restless sleep. But not without curling herself up into a ball and cry some more before she gave up on Morpheus's spells. She just had told her deepest and darkest secret, something that she promised herself not to say. Never.

One week later, Maura was at her house, reading a medical journal; suddenly, a frantic knock on the door startled her. She hurried herself to the door, thinking that that must be Jane. Her eyes went wide, and she began to shake when she saw who was knocking on the door. There was Jack, standing just in front of her. "Hi" he just said. Maura was speechless. "You are just going to stand there or what?" He said with pleading eyes. "Wh-What are you doing here" She barely managed to say.

"I could not resist any more being so far away from you" He looked at her with loving eyes and smiling. Grabbing her hand in his, "I can't be without you" and he kissed her; both deepened the kiss, staying like that for a few more seconds until both gasp for air.

He looked deeply at her eyes, kneeling in front of her; he put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a shiny red velvet box. Maura's eyes went, and her hand went directly to her mouth; the shock in her face was evident. "Maura Dorothea Isles, will you make me the happiest man on earth and marry me?" She could not speak; she just kneeled beside him and kissed him.

That night Jane went to Maura's home. When she arrived, she was perplexed to see Jack opening the door to her. "Jack...What are you doing here?" she looked at him with a puzzled expression. "I came to get back the love of my life" He said, looking at the M.E. smiling. Jane's eyes danced, looking between Maura's eyes and Jack's, she was bewildered, Until the honey-blonde hand intertwined with his and she held their hands up high, showing the diamond ring wrapped around her finger. Jane's jaw dropped to the floor, speechless, confused, and hurt.

4 years had passed; Maura gave birth on November third to a beautiful, 7,27 Lb, 20,4-inch, blond, green-eyed, happy, and healthy baby girl named Katherine Victoria Armstrong Isles.

But that was the only good thing in Maura's life. After Jack's return, he couldn't find a steady job, he became jealous of Maura's successes, he started to raise his voices at her; the more weeks her went unemployed, the more rageful he became, a year ago he gave in to alcohol and started to threaten Maura with hit her, with hit Kathy and not long after the threats, he hit her for the first time, and since that day he never stopped.

Maura started to change around 7 months ago or so; she stopped using her usual dresses, her glamorous style disappeared, the M.E. began to use long-sleeve t-shirts, pants, usually jeans, and trainers. The always talkative Maura Isles became quiet and shy. She had withdrawn herself entirely. She even put distance between her and her usual friends, even with Jane.

Jake made her kick Angela out of the guess house and made a drinking cave for himself. Usually, while he was in there, was the only time Maura could be back to be herself, the moment when she could be the mother Kathy deserve; she could play with her, read her stories, snuggle with her, just sit in the couch watching a movie; thing that she couldn't do when Jack's was around, he wanted her all for himself, for everything. The only thing that Jack allowed was that Kathy spends a lot of time with her Godmother, Jane Rizzoli. For him, Kathy was a trouble and an obstacle for his perverse desires.

Jane knew; her friend never said a thing, but she knew. Maura never was the same after she married Jack, she had changed, slowly but she wasn't the same.

It was Friday night; Jane was watching Kathy, as usual. The little blond was currently sleeping peacefully like an angel in the room that Jane had built for her, seeing that she would spend a lot of time there with her. Jane's house was her safe place. Anytime Jane picked her goddaughter at her parent's house, she was ebb and quiet, always with her thumb in her mouth, wanting so desperately to go as far as she could from her home, but the little girl was sad, because even though she indeed like Jane's house and spent time with her 'Aunty Janie' as she had named her, she was always missing her mommy.

Jane was leaning against the kitchen counter, her arms crossed in her chest, she was thinking how they have managed to reach this situation, why didn't she said anything the first time she saw an unexplainable bruise on Maura's skin, for which she always had a pretty good explanation. She was pulled out of her thoughts by soft whimpers. She walked to Kathy's room, finding the little girl crying under the sheets. "What's wrong sweetie?" Jane said, sitting in the edge of the bed. Kathy moved to Jane's lap and snuggled in her front. The older woman hugged the little girl tightly and stroked her back. "Did you have a nightmare?" The girl nodded and kept on crying for a long time, while Jane didn't release her from the embrace.

After a lot of tears, Jane said, "Would you like to sleep with me tonight?" Again, Kathy just nodded against the detective's chest. Jane carried the girl to her bed. When Kathy was placed on the mattress she started to fumble with the sheet. Taking a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear "Hey bug, what's wrong? She said, looking lovingly into the girl's eyes. Kathy looked up to the brunette "Why is mommy always sad?" she asks while her bottom lip quivered.

Jane's smile fell, and she felt tears in the corner of her eye, "Honey…I, really don't know for sure, but what I know is that she loves you very, very much. And if you are happy, she'll be happy" The girl nodded in agreement and fell to sleep, content with the explanation Jane gave her. The detective placed a kiss in her forehead "Sleep tight, bug"

Jane couldn't sleep, Maura and she had always protected Kathy from the problems around her, but obviously, she was too smart to be fool by excuses; she was sensitive, she could feel the tension in the environment. Jane was worried for her goddaughter and her best friend.

"Auntie Janie?" a sweet voice made Jane back to reality. "Yes, bug", she said turning on her side to face the girl. "Could you help mommy feel better". She said, in the most adorable voice. "I will, bug, of course, I will" Jane promised.