A cold wind blew through the streets of Boston as Jane and Maura drove home from the airport. The uber had been late and Jane pulled her jacket around Julia who was sitting on her lap. Feeling how the the tiny body shook in her arms, despite her efforts to warm her up by pressing her to her own body. Jane decided that she would give the kids a long, bubbly bath later and maybe some hot chocolate to calm them down after an exciting weekend.

It had been good to see her family and friends again. And a deep happiness filled her when she thought of how she had been there for the birth of Nicolas and Angie. It was Nina's doing for the most part, that the kids didn't receive the classic Rizzoli family names. The brunette silently chuckled when she remembered the discussion the day after the birth.

She had been holding Nicolas and Maura had been holding Angie. Both swaying slightly to comfort the babies, while Nina had made a point, that it would be kind of weird to have a Frank jr. jr. sort of. Like any good couple they had finally compromised, calling the girl Angie (not Angela, but still close) to satisfy Frankie and the boy got named Nicolas after Nina's Grandfather, who had immigrated from the Netherlands long before world war two.

That night after the party, Maura had asked her why she had decided to name her girl Julia. They were laying face to face in the dark, totally exhausted but immensely happy that it had all gone so well after all. Jane had gently caressed Maura's face and sighed. "Because I liked the name." she had said. It was the simple truth. She asked the blonde about Sophies name, assuming that the name certainly had a bigger meaning. Her assumption was confirmed as she learned that Sophie meant wisdom.

The drive home from the airport seemed to take forever because of the rush hour. Jane caught Maura glancing at her over Sophies head with questioning eyes. "Im fine." She silently mouthed in order to keep the girl on her lap asleep. "Me too." The blonde mirrored Janes behavior. A small smile spread on their faces as they looked at each other for a few more seconds.

When Julia stirred in her arms, Jane nuzzled her head into the tiny neck, a gesture which had always comforted the girl with the dark curls. "We'll be home soon." She whispered into the girls ear, noticing in relieve that the car took a turn into their street.

"I'm tired." Julia whispered, still half asleep, rubbing her eyes.

"I know, honey. You can go to bed soon." The brunette whispered back, leaving a gentle kiss on cheeks which bore the marks of her sweater.

Of course, there was no thought of sleep anymore after getting out of the Uber. Jane watched the kids while Maura payed, noticing the dark clouds over them. The rain began to fall as they walked to their porch.

Jane gave the girls a bath, staying with them the whole time, listening to their thoughts about this weekend. Then it was Maura's turn to listen while tucking them in. Jane could hear them talking as she came out of the shower and smiled. Sophie had started to call her mommy, and Julia was now calling Maura mum. The brunette tilted her head when realizing how complicated it must all sound to an outsider.

Then another thought appeared in her mind. Due to her plaster she would have to stay at home a few days. In a few days she would get back to work for desk duty. A whole weak seemed to be mighty long to spend alone when Maura was at work and the kids were in school.

Especially seeing as she was not used of being slowed down by crutches and a plaster. Her mind was still busy when Maura walked into the room, her eyes still rolling.

"They both thought that they could stay at home tomorrow, so they can help you." The blonde stated with a slight chuckle as she took of her night gown. "I'm not sure if it's because they don't want to go to school or if they really want to help you." She smirked and Jane laughed.

"Come here." Jane said and patted to the spot next to her. "With our kids its difficult to say. But isn't that why we love them so much, because they have their own little tiny minds and they are so clever?" the brunette was sure, that Sophie and Julia were far cleverer than some of the other kids of their age. Sometimes she had to remind herself that they were still very young.

The door flew open, before Maura could even think about a reply and two very awake girls hopped onto the bed. "We can't sleep." Julia said smartly and Sophie nodded in agreement. Each mother embraced their kid and Jane softly caressed Julia's forehead as her daughter moved closer to her. There was some shaking with the butt to find a comfortable position and once it was found, Julia gave a deep sigh.

"Good night my Angel. I love you." Jane whispered into her ears, kissing her cheek, like she had always done before getting together with Maura. The last thing she heard from the kids before they fell asleep ten minutes later was a: "Good night Ma, Mommy, Mum. We love you."

Jane chewed on her lips, glancing over the heads to Maura who was still caressing Sophie gently.

They shared a deep look and a happy smile, Jane finally turning to switch off the lights. "Thank god for the king size bed." The brunette finally dared to whisper as Sophie was snoring loudly.

The mums looked down at the kid facing them and chuckled. Jane noticed how Julia had been growing over the last few months. She could feel it in her arms. This probably meant that they would need to get shopping soon for reasonable winter clothes. She silently groaned when imagining the long hours in the overheated stores.

She found it kind of funny though, that Julia loved shopping as much as Maura did, while she and Sophie didn't like it at all. It was as if somehow some genes of her wife were living in her daughter and vice versa.

"A penny for your thoughts." Maura whispered towards Jane, hearing the sound of unpleasantness.

"I was just thinking that we need to go shopping for winter clothes for the girls."

"Ahhh, this will be fun." The blonde chuckled and Jane could feel the excitement vibration off her wife.

"Not for all of us." She teased and smirked although Maura couldn't probably see her over all the hair and the darkness.

"We'll compromise." Maura stated matter of factly.

One of the things Jane loved about her wife was the fact, that she never told her how to dress. She realized that they might make a funny couple with Maura always dressed like coming from a photo shoot and Jane with her wrinkled cheap suits.

Well, cheap wasn't probably the right word. They weren't cheap per se. but also not as expensive as Maura's clothes. Although sharing a taste for good food and what they considered nice things, they also had different opinions about various stuff.

If you walked into their bedroom for example you found Maura's nightstand always clean and empty and her clothes always nicely hung. While Janes side was always full of books, sometimes stapled so high that one couldn't see the lamp and her clothes were simply thrown over a chair if at all.

"It's a good balance." Jane had once joked when Maura had pointed out to the different nightstands. "One extreme on one side, the other extreme on the other side."