Jane walked into the morgue to find Maura hunched over the dead body of an elder man. The fact that she had just caught the blonde talking to herself made her grin. The brunette decided to take some time to admire her wife in her black scrubs and sneakers, letting her eyes glide over the curves.

"What are you doing?" she asked sheepishly, realizing how she sometimes still couldn't believe that this woman had married her. Maura jumped slightly at the sudden voice which intruded her peace. A bright blush crept up her cheeks and covered them in a deep red when she realized that Jane had witnessed her talking to herself.

"What is this for a question?" she tried to deflect, but Jane also noticed some confusion in Maura as it was well obvious what she was doing. She chuckled softly and walked around the table to look at the body.

She glanced at Maura when she couldn't make out what had mesmerized her wife about this body to the point that she would hunch over it to take a closer look.

"I've got a call from the school." She said with a small pout. The blonde's eyebrows shot up as a worried expression crossed her face.

"Sophie vomited in the biology class and is with the school nurse now. I'm going to pick her up and bring her home."

Another confused look crossed Maura's face. "In biology?" she asked.

"Yeah. I'm going to find out what happened and text you." Jane smiled as she left the morgue after Maura had thanked her. Cavanaugh had given her green light to stay at home with the girl for the rest of the day to take care of her.

R&I

Jane walked straight to the infirmary of the school where she found a very pale looking Sophie sitting on a chair. The nurse was busy, so she waited patiently, holding Sophies hand. "Poor baby." She said, softly putting a strand of blonde hair where it belonged.

She stood and walked over when the nurse came into the room with a file.

"Mrs. Rizzoli?" the woman asked. Jane noticed how piercing blue eyes glanced at her. "You are er…"

"Her mother." The brunette finished the sentence. "Or to be more precise one of her mothers." She smirked mischievously seeing how the nurse disapproved of that information. This happened sometimes when people found out, that she was part of a lesbian couple parenting a child. Being used to it, Jane simply shrugged it off.

"Can you tell me what happened?" she asked the nurse.

"Uhm, well, Mr. Perkins, her biology teacher showed some pictures. And then Sophie got sick. I don't think that she has the stomach flu." Jane didn't ask what kind of pictures as she assumed that the nurse wouldn't know. Besides, she could ask Julia.

She took Sophies hand, walking slowly towards the car. "We are going to be home soon, honey. Don't worry. It's going to be better soon."

There was a small nod in the backseat. "kay."

Upon coming home, Jane helped Sophie throw up once more. Rubbing the small back and holding her hair. Then she helped her get out of the dirty clothes and take a bath. The brunette used a washcloth to gently rub over the tiny body, before wrapping a still shivering Sophie into a huge towel and taking her to bed.

She laid down next to her and let Sophie crawl into her arms. Since the day Jane had saved her, she loved to be close to Jane when not feeling well or being scared. And Jane loved to have her close. "Hey, would you like me to read you from one of your books?"

Although being tired Sophie nodded, her little arms clinging to Janes body. "All right." The brunette said, making sure to lift the covers so that the kid was warm. Then she grabbed a book from the nightstand and started to read what she knew was Sophies favorite part of the story.

Soon a small snore was to be heard. Jane decided to stay a little more, closing her eyes in the meantime to relax. She felt tired. The last case had been very complicating and had brought her some late nights at the precinct. But laying in bed next to Sophie brought her a peace she would never have imagined to ever feel in her life.

Having kids could be quite exhausting, but also rewarding on the other side. Maybe Maura was right and it would be an enrichment to have another baby. The more she thought about it, the more she liked the idea.

Soon her mind was busy going through the possibilities they had, if they really wished to have another one. Of course, getting pregnant was still possible. But then there was also the possibility to adopt. There were so many children in foster homes.

She sighed and checked on Sophie. When she was sure that the poor girl was fast asleep, she got up to prepare some dinner. Nina had picked up Julia from school and Maura would drive by their place to take her home.

The fact that Frankie and Nina had moved to New York still filled Jane with joy. She loved having a piece of her family around. It was practically of course. But most of all it warmed her heart to know that her brother was just a few steps down the block.

Usually they went to grab a drink when possible. Nina and Maura did the same. And sometimes it was all four of them and the kids making a picknick in the park or doing excursions.

Before Jane had gone to Quantico, she had realized how there were almost no pictures of her in any family album. This had changed. Maura and she each had a folder on their computer where they uploaded the pictures regularly. If there was a rainy day or they felt like it they would go through them, putting them into a joined folder to finally make a photobook.

Jane sat down onto the couch, while the lasagna was in the oven. It would be ready by the time Maura came home. One of the books lay open in her lap now and she smiled at Julias baby pictures. It hit her, that she was willing to do it and wondered if Maura was still into having another baby. She would probably find out soon as she was going to ask her wife after dinner, when they lay on the couch.

"Honey, I'm home!" the blondes voice drifted through the house. Jane heard the clicking of the heels and her daughter coming closer. Then Maura benched down to plant a kiss on her cheek. "Thanks for taking care of Sophie and dinner. This little monster" she pointed at Julia who had hopped onto the couch next to Jane "is very hungry. Although Nina assured me that she had lunch and later a banana in the afternoon. She is definitely coming after you." Maura smirked playfully.

Jane laughed and pulled Julia closer to tickle her. Then she watched how her daughter made her way down the hall to check on Sophie.

"Well, we can't say the same for Sophie I guess." She teased.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Maura asked with furrowed eyebrows.

"Obviously, Mr. Perkins showed the class some pictures and that's what made Sophie uhm vomit. Ut before you ask, I have no idea what it was. I mean what can a biology teacher possible show some ten-years-old that make them puke? Maybe it's the stomach flu after all."

Maura shook her head. "I'm gonna check on her anyways and ask if she's hungry."

"Yeah. In case it's the stomach flu I made some soup so that she has something warm to fill her stomach."

Maura looked truly touched. She cupped Janes face and gave her a soft kiss. "Thank you. That's thoughtful of you. You have no idea how much I love you for being you."

Jane smiled softly. "Ah, its nothing. Really."

"I think it's the opposite of nothing, Jane." Maura replied, caressing Janes cheek before leaving the room too.