It had been a year since the women proposed to each other on Christmas. A year of planning, and working, and just being together. They were days away from a Christmas wedding.

Jane officially moved in after they got engaged, not that she was ever at her own apartment anyways. She rented out her apartment that she only kept to keep Angela off her back when they were hiding… when she was hiding.

Everyone at the station was accepting when they both came in holding hands with the engagement rings- Jane's was a little bit less diamond filled than Maura's, okay… there was one stone compared to Maura's three stones, but Jane's was flat against the ring. While Maura's was, more her. The middle stone stood above the other two, but it suited the honey-blonde.

It made Jane smile when she woke up to their hands connected and her thumb stroked over the ring.

They decided early on into their engagement that they liked the idea of a Christmas wedding. It's when they met, it's when they got engaged, it's where their life kept making memories for them.

Their first Christmas together, after Jane had left dinner with her family, she'd made her way to Maura's place and watched with her body filled with nerves as Maura took the cover off her present.

She watched as Maura's eyes misted over as she saw the small tortoise. The rest of the evening they watched a few Christmas movies with Maura picking her phone up every so often to write down notes of questions she had for later.

The questions didn't get answered until the next day when she was waiting for Jane to wake up while she'd made breakfast and brought it up to her girlfriend.

The second Christmas, Jane and Maura went away. They went to Paris, Rome, Italy. They ate, drank, swayed to the music the different cities had to offer. They photographed every moment they could.

Angela wasn't happy Jane had missed Christmas for the first time ever with her family, but Jane promised she'd bring her back something from each place and call every chance she got.

She almost proposed on that trip, but couldn't do that to Maura. She couldn't make Maura hide them more than they were already hiding themselves.

She couldn't do that to the woman she loved.

Their third Christmas, after Jane had made Detective, came out to her family and proposed they decided then and there, well Jane did, that they were never going to have to hide again.

Six months into their engagement, their relationship was thrown a curveball.

Jane had been shot, it wasn't like when she shot a bad guy through her own body.

It was different.

Three inches to the left and it would have gone straight through her heart. And yet, lying on the gurney in the back of the back of the ambulance, blood pouring from her body, going in and out of consciousness, Jane had a hand loosely holding onto Maura's while the emergency responders tried so hard to keep the blood from pouring out of the brunette.

Jane thought this was the end.

"Maura…"

Mara looked up at her fiancé, and the look on janes face made Maura shake her head, fighting back another flood of tears.

"Maura, I love you."

"Jane…"

"I love you, Maura."

"I love you too, Jane. But don't talk like this is the end, because it's not. Do you hear me? You're going to be fine, better than fine. You're strong, amazing, and you're not going to die on me before we get married. Do you hear me?"

Jane smiled, a soft laugh leaving her lips before she coughed and winced.

"I'll wait till after, babe."

"Long after, Jane. At least until after you turn ninety, okay?"

"Yes Doctor Isles," Jane rasped and both women jolted a little as the ambulance sounded it's horn loudly.

Maura didn't care that she was covered in blood as she sat in the waiting room, every limb of her body shaking with nerves.

She stood as she heard yelling from the nurses station and knew exactly who owned the voice.

She made her way to the doorway of the waiting area and cleared her throat. "Angela?"

Her future mother-in-law snapped her head in Maura's direction and ran to her, both instantly crying as they held each other.

"Any news?" Angela asked, slowly pulling away from Maura.

"She's been in surgery for twenty minutes, Angela. She was stable when she went in, responsive, talking… if anyone can pull through this, it's Jane."

"Yes, Maura," Angela said, nodding. "You're right. Jane can get through anything… I took the liberty of getting Frankie to go to Jane's car and getting your back up bags," Angela said, holding out a bag. "So you're not sitting in your fiancé's blood, sweetheart."

Maura nodded, swallowing. She took the bag and smiled thankfully and Angela pointed to the bathroom on the other side of the room.

When Maura came back out of the bathroom, Angela pulled a small packet of wipes from her purse and opened it, tugging one free from the package as Maura sat down.

"Here, honey," Angela said softly, carefully taking Maura's left hand, wiping it to try and get the mostly dried blood off of her hand and the ring. "You won't want Jane to see that beautiful ring all bloody when you go see her, will you?"

Maura choked back a laugh and shook her head, her eyes starting to water once again.

"Did they get him?" Maura asked softly.

Angela nodded.

"Frankie and Detective Frost... I don't think I've ever seen Frankie so mad, even when Janie used to steal his food off of his plate or when she accidentally broke one of his toys… he was so mad today… he looked so shaken up at the fact that he shot the man for shooting Jane."

"He watched his sister get shot at nearly point blank range, Angela. I think he'll be a little shaken for a while now, mad too, maybe he's not even mad. He could just be misplacing his emotions."

One month, one month of Jane being in hospital and at home on bed rest before she was finally cleared to go back to work on strictly desk duty.

She didn't like the idea of being stuck at her desk for another month or two until she could pass her physical, get a doctor to sign off on it, and then she could finally get back into the field.

She hoped.

Maura was with her every step of the way, helping her every day to get dressed, to shower, to make sure she ate. Maura took her sick days, her sectioned vacationed days, every day she could get off to be home with Jane, she took. A week closer to Jane being ready to work, they took a road trip.

They visited Maura's parents who were in Martha's Vineyard vacationing.

They spent time walking on the beach, Jane worked out (gently) at the local gym. Maura followed her. Wanting to be close to her, wanting to keep an eye on her, and also in a mood to do some exercising.

The day Jane got back to work, there were flowers on her desk, a signed-by-everyone card telling her how glad they were she was back. There was a cupcake on her desk and Frankie was beaming at her from his desk across the room.

Jane raised an eyebrow at her brother but stopped when something caught her eye. She turned her head slightly and saw a silver band on her partner's hand.

"Oh my god!"

"What? Jane? Are you okay?" Maura asked concerned as she stopped looking at the card that everyone signed and looked at her fiancé.

"My brother got engaged without telling me, that's what!" Jane said, grinning as she stood, clapping Frost on the shoulder with a soft congratulations before making her way over to Frankie, hugging him tightly. "I'm so proud of you, bro."

"Aw, thanks, Janie. But if you don't stop hugging me, people will think Maura made you even softer and I'll lose the ability to breathe."

"Shut up, does mum know? Does dad?"

"Aw, no… I wanted you to be the first to know, Jane. Well, Maura knew."

Jane spun on her heel, looking at her fiancé. "You knew?"

"Who do you think helped him find the perfect ring?"

"The fuck? When?" Jane pouted, moving to stand in front of Maura.

"You slept a lot, Frankie came over a few times with different photos of rings."

"You know what, Frankie?" Jane asked, glancing over her shoulder at her brother. "Just for not telling me about this, I should no longer let you be in the running to be my best man."

"What? Jane, come on! That's so not fair… besides, who else are you going to pick? Tommy's still in jail."

"Frost, Korsak, hell I could totally get tommy out of jail for a day just to do the job."

Frankie pouted and it was almost identical to Jane's.

Jane stood in front of the mirror, straightening up her tie. Her hands were shaking with nerves. This was going to be the fourth Christmas Jane and Maura were together. Their second while they were out, and the day they tie the knot.

A knock on the door startled Jane from her reflection and she turned her head. "It's open."

"I know, I just don't want to see you before the wedding."

"Maur… you okay? Not having second thoughts are you?"

"No, Jane… I just wanted to give you something. Think you can open the door without seeing me?"

"Uh, one second."

Jane covered the mirror just in case it reflected Maura and she stepped over to stand behind the door, pulling it open.

Maura stuck her hand in, holding out a small gift bag.

"What's this?"

"A present Jane… I thought you were a detective?"

Jane chuckled, her fingers brushing over Maura's before she took the bag.

"Shoot, I have something for you too but it's over in my bag… can I close the door a second?"

"You do? Of course."

Jane smiled, carefully shutting the door before moving quickly to grab a box from within her bag. She came back and stood behind the door once more, opening it back up enough she could put her hand out. "Here… it's not much, but ma kinda gave me a slight hint on the colour of your earrings… so, I got something to go with it."

They opened their gifts at the same time, Jane heard Maura's gasp.

"Jane, it's beautiful. I love it… thank you. It does go nicely with my earrings. How'd you get it on such short notice?"

"I had Frankie run to the nearest jewellers."

Jane stared down at the box, smiling at the cuff links Maura had gifted her. A simple J and M each one. She bit her lip nervously.

"I love these too, but, uh… I don't know how to put cufflinks on… you always helped me when I needed to be in my dress uniform."

"Hand me one and I'll put it on for you and then I'll do the other."

"Okay," Jane said, carefully pulling out the M and holding it out the door as much as she could. There was a few seconds before Maura kissed her hand.

"Next one?"

"Right."

Jane frowned a little. This was going to be an awkward angle. She held the J cuff link out and turned a little, her arm upside down as it stuck out the door awkwardly.

"There we go, all clipped in. Are you ready to get married?"

"To you? I have been since we met, Maura."

"I'll meet you down there, don't be late, Jane."

"I wouldn't dream of it, babe."

Maura pulled the door shut and Jane leaned on it heavily, listening to Maura's retreating footsteps as she sighed softly.

She was about to marry her best friend, her soulmate, the love of her life. Nothing could ever take Jane's happy mood away from her now.

The wedding was at their home in the backyard. They'd moved to a bigger home shortly after they got engaged, the idea of children in their future, and another pet for said children made them realise that their other home wasn't exactly child friendly. There wasn't much of a yard, or enough space for Maura's yoga room slash shopping closet and then to raise a kid or two.

Korsak officiated the wedding, after he'd walked Jane down the aisle. Frank Sr hadn't wanted anything to do with them after he up and left Angela. For no reason.

Maura had her half-sister as her bridesmaid, and Jane had Frankie as her best man.

There wasn't really a dry eye in the seats watching them, Jane started tearing up as soon as she saw Maura coming down the aisle towards her, and Maura teared up as soon as she stepped up beside Jane.

Angela and Hope were crying before the wedding even started.

Even Frankie had a tear in his eye as they were pronounced wife and wife.

Their wedding rings were part of a set which they'd laughed at, both managing to buy an engagement-wedding set when they bought the engagement rings the year before.

Their vows were self-written but still simple.

Telling each other how much they loved them, how much they couldn't wait to spend their lives together, for better or worse, sickness and health (and Jane had jokingly said through bullet wounds or not instead, causing Maura to roll her eyes lovingly.)

They ate under the stars and fairy lights, danced under the moonlight to a playlist they'd been adding to for years now.

Their first dance had been to the song 'If I Tremble' by Front Porch Step.

Maura didn't think it was much of a wedding dance song, but with Jane singing softly in her ear, she didn't care.

They swayed together, Maura's eyes closed as she let Jane's husky voice wash over her.

"You know what I think?" Jane asked softly.

"What do you think, Jane?" Maura asked, smiling as she felt Jane press a kiss to her temple.

"I think it was a bad idea to have the wedding and reception here… how are we supposed to sneak out and go home to have amazing wedding sex when everyone's in our home?"

"Jane?"

"Yeah, babe?"

"I got us a hotel for the night. I knew we'd want to get out of here. Especially with your mother staying here to keep an eye on Bass while we're on our honeymoon."

"Have I mentioned how much I love you?" Jane asked, smiling as she leaned back a little, kissing Maura's forehead.

"Not in the last twenty minutes, no."

Jane laughed, pressing her lips to Maura's. "I love you, Mrs Rizzoli."

"And I love you, Darling." Maura brought a hand up, cupping the back of Jane's neck, pulling her closer, resting their foreheads together.

"So, how long before we can escape?"

"At least after the cake, Jane."

Jane whined and ran a hand through her hair. "Fine, but only because I love you so much and want today to be perfect for you, Maura."

"Jane, I married you. Nothing else could have made today more perfect."

They danced a while longer, talked to their friends and family, Jane danced with Frankie, and Maura watched on, smiling lovingly as she sat between Frost and Angela.

"So, are you next, Barry?" Maura asked, looking at the man beside her.

"What? Oh, I don't know… we haven't set a date, we're happy taking things slow."

A loud laugh caused the pair to look over at their partners, the siblings were drinking a beer and playfully batting at each other.

"So, Maura, I never did hear the story… how did you and Jane meet?"

Maura sipped on her champagne and smiled fondly at the memory.

"Which time?"

"What do you mean which time?" Frost asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Well, we met once when we were younger, and again when I transferred to be the M.E. here."

"Younger? How old were you then?"

"I was sixteen, Jane was seventeen. It was Christmas, we were both taken to a party by our parents and Jane snuck me outside to a maze, we had our first kiss under some mistletoe and then we were interrupted by a couple who probably actually wanted to propose there and found two teenagers."

"Oh how did that go down?"

"Well, it was my first kiss. I loved it, I knew from that moment I only wanted to have Jane in my life. But, life got in the way. We didn't see each other until my first day at the BPD. We started talking instantly, and the rest is history. We've been together ever since. That was four years ago that we met up again."

"Wow, that's true love."

Maura smiled and looked over at Jane, her heart swelling with love as their eyes locked. Jane raised her drink slightly and mouthed the words 'I love you' and Maura hoisted her glass in response.

Frankie patted Jane on the back and Jane nodded, making her way over to Maura. "Babe, I'm starving. Can we have cake now, please?"

Maura nodded, setting her glass down. "Of course, Angela, would you and frost mind bringing it out?"

"Course not, dear. We'll just be a moment."

The cake was a simple red velvet and chocolate swirl mix, covered in a chocolate buttercream frosting and had the curliest writing stating 'Mrs and Mrs Rizzoli'

Jane smiled as she hugged Maura from behind her chin resting on her wife's shoulder as she whispered in Maura's ear.

"I cannot wait to get you out of here after the cake so I can have you screaming my name till your voice is gone."

Maura gasped lightly, her body shivering as Jane's words washed over her, making her body erupt in goosebumps.

It wasn't too much longer before Jane and Maura were bidding everyone a goodbye, mentioning an early flight and Jane actually yawned- she wished it were a fake yawn, she hated being tired, especially on a big night like tonight- the anniversary of the night they met and also their wedding night.

"When you said you got a hotel-" Jane looked to Maura as she rested her hand on her wife's shoulder as they got into the rental car Maura had hired to drive them to the hotel. "What did you pack for me?"

"You need clothes?" Maura asked, smiling mischievously, a twinkle in her eye that shined brighter with each streetlight they passed.

"I mean, tonight? No… our honeymoon? Tomorrow? Yeah. And where are we going anyways?"

"Jane, of course I packed you clothes. You're going to look great in all the dresses I packed you."

Jane snorted a laugh, her knee nudging Maura's.

"One… I packed you one, darling. And I expect one night of you in it. Only one dinner. Okay? The rest of the dinners we go out for, if you need to dress up, I packed you nice pants and shirts. The rest of the trip, you can be as lazy, and comfortable and wear whatever else you want to wear."

"One dress?"

"One."

"Have I seen it?"

"Yes, you wore it once. It's a black off the shoulder one. I spend the night on my knees for you the second we got home, remember?"

Jane swallowed. She definitely remembered the dress.

Once they got to the hotel, Maura took Jane straight up to the room. She had gotten the key the day before having had time before she needed to get ready for the wedding and had to get the cufflinks at the same time. She didn't mind paying for an extra night when it meant that she could plan everything for Jane to make tonight special for her, for the both of them.

As soon as the door to the room closed behind them, Jane had her jacket off and the shirt already unbuttoned.

Maura turned, looking at Jane, her jaw dropping open. "You're not wearing a bra."

"Nah, too lazy to put it on and then I forgot. Good thing I didn't need to take my jacket off during the evening."

Maura laughed, pulling Jane further into the large suite and showed her the rest of the room. "So, there's two things we could do right now Jane…"

"What's that, babe?"

"Well, we could undress and visit the bed."

"Or?"

"Or, we could go for a soak in the hot tub, and you could rub my back."

"Oh, I like rubbing your back, can we do that first and then head to bed? I missed out on doing that last night cause we couldn't see each other before the wedding."

"Jane, I was joking."

"I'm not, it's my favourite part of the night, besides falling asleep with you... unless we have sex."

"It is?"

"Yeah. I love being able to give you back rubs after every day. I love being able to touch you without the need for it to be anything sexual. I mean, if it turns into more, that's cool too. But you're the most important person in my life, Maura. I will rub your back every single night until my hands can't bend anymore. I will make sure that no matter what, you will feel loved," Jane said softly, pressing a kiss to Maura's forehead. "Appreciated." Another kiss, this time to her cheek. "Needed." Jaw. "Wanted." Collar bone. Long fingers curled around the shorter woman's body, unzipping the dress.

"You are the reason I want to wake up in the morning," Jane murmured.

They spent an hour in the hot tub until it got too cold outside of the water and Maura made Jane stop the back massage. They had a quick rinse off shower and climbed into bed, curling around each other, too tired for anything else, not that either woman minded the lack of wedding night sex, they loved each other too much to care they didn't have sex.

But when Jane woke up three hours later, she couldn't control her roaming hands.

She woke Maura up to an orgasm, her wife's fingers tangling and tugging on her hair as she spread her legs a little wider, crying out Jane's name hoarsely from being woken up.

Jane kissed up Maura's body after bringing her to a second orgasm and smiled as Maura gazed at her lovingly before she pulled Jane into a kiss.

"I love you, Maura," Jane said softly.

"I love you too, Jane. I'm so glad I married you, I'm so happy I met you. I'm so in love with you."

Jane laid beside her wife, smiling when Maura quickly moved to cuddle against her- half laying on her, her head resting on Jane's chest.

Jane stroked her fingers up and down Maura's spine slowly, listening as her breathing evened out and she fell back asleep.

Jane thanked god daily that she got to spend her life with Maura, that she was allowed to marry her, to be with her. She was so thankful for Maura and every day the woman was in her life.

I know I said this story was a one shot, and I hate Christmas, but tis the damn season, it's a Rizzles Christmas, gays!

Have a happy and safe Christmas and New Years!