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Angela Rizzoli had gotten very little sleep and finally gave up around 6am. She got out of bed and decided to make pancakes and eggs to take to Maura's. She had decided to follow Fr. Bick's advice and let Jane come to her and that she loved her daughter and that was all that mattered. And lesbians had babies all the time.

Angela busied herself with making breakfast and soon forgot about Jane and Maura having sex.

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Maura and Jane woke up early and spent an hour cuddling and talking. Eventually Jane went downstairs in search of coffee and Maura had to use the bathroom. Jane was busy trying to figure out how to get Maura's fancy coffee machine to work and didn't notice that Maura had made her way to the couch, and was wrapped up under the covers.

"Jane? I'm over here."

Jane, who had headed up the stairs, turned and saw the blonde sitting on the couch. She turned mid stride and joined her on the couch. Maura waited until Jane had sat the coffee mugs down on the coffee table, before she threw the blanket back, revealing her naked body.

"I want you."

Jane had just taken a drink of coffee and almost spewed it as she got a look at Maura, splayed out on the couch, legs spread. Jane stood up and took her t-shirt and panties off. She lay on top of Maura and they began kissing. Maura, desperate to touch Jane, slid her hand between their bodies and began to stroke Jane.

"Oh fuck Maura!"

Maura smirked as she increased the pressure of her strokes and captured Jane's lips. She watched as Jane's head jerked back and then fell forward, covering Maura's fingers with her juice.

"The things you do to me...God I love you."

Maura smiled and brought her hand to her mouth and licked her fingers clean as Jane watched. Then she pulled Jane's head forward and kissed her.

"I love you too. And this? Anytime you want this, me, you can have it."

Jane smiled at her and sat up, just long enough to pull Maura up and then moved between the blonde's legs, which were perched on the coffee table. She started on Maura's breasts and sucked until Maura's head was on the back of the couch.

"Oh Jane...fuck!"

Jane switched breasts and delighted in the expletives she could draw from Maura's normally proper mouth.

"Jane...please!"

Jane moved her head from Maura's breasts to her center. She went down on Maura with zeal and left no crevice untouched. Maura screamed out and twitched so hard, she hit Jane in the head with her knee. Jane, unfazed, continued to pleasure Maura.

"Oh God, Jane! I'm sorry."

Jane finally pulled back and with Maura's fluids dripping from her chin, she smirked at the blonde. She leaned up and kissed Maura. "I love you. I want to be between your legs forever."

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Angela Rizzoli had made her way up the walkway to Maura's house, picnic basket in hand. She had stopped short when she heard Maura yell Jane's name. Afraid something had happened, she peeked through the blinds on the front window and was witness to her daughter's head between Maura's legs. Momentarily stunned, she couldn't look away until she saw Jane lean up and kiss Maura.

She hurried back down the walkway and got back in her car, where she began to pray to St. Christopher for the strength to navigate the situation. After calming herself, she called Jane's phone to tell her she was on her way with breakfast for both of them. As she hung up, she made a mental note to always call before stopping by Jane's or Maura's. Her next thought was her hope both women would brush their teeth before she arrived.

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Jane Rizzoli hadn't moved as quickly as she did when her mother called, in years. Jane jumped into the shower as Maura hurried to gather up all evidence of couch sex. Once she had everything in the laundry room, she grabbed a can of air freshener and spritzed the room.

She had just pulled a pair of sweats and a t-shirt on when Angela rang the door bell. She was about to answer the door when Jane came running down the stairs, yelling that she was coming. She looked over and motioned for Maura to get on the couch and under a throw.

She opened the door. "Ma! Come in."

Angela Rizzoli managed to look her daughter in the eyes briefly as she held up the picnic basket.

"Pancakes and eggs. A plain yogurt for you, Maura. I hope you girls think before you drink!" She looked over to see Maura stretched out on the couch and had to look away. "I'll put it in the kitchen and get out of your hair."

Both Jane and Maura tried to stop her, but she shushed them both. "I gotta get home and clean house before I start family diner." She looked at both of them. "You are both coming, right?"

Jane thought it was strange her mother had left that quickly, but brushed it off as she dug into breakfast, laughing at the pancakes with bunny ears.

They ate in comfortable silence and then cleaned up before repacking the picnic basket. Jane sat it by the door and took Maura into her arms. She kissed her sweetly on the lips and held her for a few moments.

"I need to take care of some things at my place. What time do you want me to pick you up?"

Maura shook her head. "I have some things to do as well, so how about I meet you there?"

"Ok, if you are sure?"

"I am."

They kissed good-bye and headed off to her apartment. Maura took a long shower and dressed in her robe, she decided to call her mother.

"Hello, darling. How are you?"

Maura couldn't keep the giddiness from her voice. "I'm in love and she loves me!"

Constance Isles smiled as her daughter gushed on and on about her relationship with Jane. She was glad her daughter had finally found someone to love her and who, it appears, is worthy of her love. Constance delighted in her daughter's school girl recitation of Jane and their relationship.

After an hour of answering her mother's questions and raving about Jane, she ended the call, feeling closer to her mother than she had...maybe ever. She cleaned the house, more fully again and then sat down to catch up on some medical journals.

At 4pm she went upstairs to get dressed and opted for skin tight designer jeans and a crisp white button down dress shirt. She left the top three buttons undone, giving anyone looking, a generous view of her cleavage. She brushed her hair out and applied minimal make-up.

"Looking good, Dr. Isles." She smiled at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, before turning off the light and heading to her car.

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Jane had gone by the station to see if a criminal file she had requested had made it in. While there she went over some files and answered a few emails. Det. Crowe had stopped by her desk on the way to interrogate a mugger.

"Why are you here Rizzoli? It's my weekend."

Jane shrugged and stood up to leave, realizing she was going to be late for Sunday dinner. She hurried to her car and made good time to her parent's house. She had brought a bouquet of flowers for her mother and stopped by the kitchen to put them in a vase.

Her mother came in and took the flowers from her and ushered her out to the dinner table. She pointed fr Jane to sit across from Maura, and that is when Jane got a look at Maura. Specifically Maura's chest. Maura caught her staring at her breasts and smiled ever so slightly.

Angela had watched the entire interaction and excused herself to serve dinner. She came out carrying a large bowl of spaghetti and meatballs, and before Jane knew what was happening, her mother had plopped two large, perfectly round meatballs on her plate, side by side. Jane looked at the big, perfectly round meat balls and then over at Maura's chest. She mentally cursed her mother, Maura and Maura's breasts. And meatballs.

Maura was amused at Jane's discomfort, Angela was pleased she had caused her daughter some grief, and Jane wanted nothing more than to be between Maura's breasts, sucking and rubbing them. And making Maura make that sound. She was so lost in thought, she missed her mother asking her a question.

"Jane?"

Maura kicked her under the table, getting her attention.

"Sorry Ma. What did you say?"

"I asked how works going?"

Jane stabbed a meatball and replied, "Actually what I was thinking about. I'm waiting on a case file to come in."

Both Maura and Frankie asked, "What case file?"

Before Jane could answer, Angela shut it down. "No work talk at family dinner. Ever."

All three of them ducked their heads and mumbled sorry.

They finished dinner and had Angela's cannoli's. Afterwards, Jane, Maura and Frankie cleared the table and washed the dishes. As they washed and dried the dishes, Jane filled them in on the case file she was waiting on. A bulletin had gone out to all law enforcement in the New England area looking for cases of female abduction, rape and organ removal. Jane had a case that she thought might fit the MO and wanted to do more research.

"Janie, I can come over later tonight and go over the file with you, if you get it. If you want." Frankie looked so hopeful, Jane almost started to accept his offer. Almost. Until she caught a glimpse of Maura's breasts.

"Actually Frankie, Maura and I are watching a movie tonight. Besides, I probably won't get the file before tomorrow."

"Ok, Jane."

Angela walked everybody to the door and hugged and kissed all three. She watched as Frankie was the first to leave and then watched as Maura and Jane stood at Maura's car talking.

"Maura, I need to go to my apartment and get clothes for tomorrow. You want anything to snack on?"

Maura wanted to kiss Jane, but mindful of where they were, she settled for a smile and a nod. "Ice cream. Chocolate, please."

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Jane made her way through her apartment, watering her lone plant, and then went to pack some fresh underwear. Her hand brushed the jewelry box and once again, she took it out and looked at what was inside. She smiled and then took the piece of paper that was neatly folded into a small square, and marked through the day. Grabbing her bag, she left the apartment and headed to the store for ice cream.

As they sat on Maura's couch watching A League of their Own and eating ice cream, Jane casually asked, "I think Friday night is the night we take Ma to dinner and tell her about us, what do you think?"

Maura licked her spoon and smiled. "You just hit a home run, detective." She stood up, held her hand out to Jane and led her upstairs to the bedroom.

They made love, slowly, reverently. Afterwards, Jane was stretched atop Maura, cocooned in the sheets. She kissed her lover and whispered into Maura's ear, causing the blonde to pull away.

"What did you say, Jane?"

"I said I wish I could get you pregnant."

For once, Maura did not have a scientific comment or fact to utter. She simply pulled Jane's head down, kissed her deeply and whispered, "I wish you could too."

And that night, in that bed, in that bedroom, two women fell even deeper in love.

Maura snuggled into Jane and they were talking and planning their future, when Jane's cell phone rang.

"Rizzoli...ok, thanks."

"Who was that?"

"Crowe. My file arrived. I'll look at it tomorrow."