A/N: Hello, dear readers! I apologize for the long hiatus. I've struggled with a writer's block the size of Everest the past several months. This story will be finished. I don't want to you to devote all this time to reading my story, only for me to leave it in internet limbo. I appreciate all the messages, follows, and faves which encouraged me to return to it. Please feel free to offer suggestions. Again, please forgive any mistakes.

Oh, and shout out to any of you, who can catch the two movie references!

I don't own Rizzoli and Isles, but I wish I did.

"Son of a bitch, where the hell did I put my hood!" Jane grumbled as she waded through the mess that was her clothes closet.

"Maybe I will let Maura organize it this summer after all," Jane begrudgingly admitted as she fruitlessly slid another garment across the rack. Her eyes flickered to her wristwatch, noting the time. She had to leave for graduation in twenty minutes, and she had yet to find her regalia. Rather enviously, eyed Maura's graduation garb, which was neatly hanging on the door.

For fifteen minutes prior Jane had been in search of her graduation hood and cords. More than likely during the move, Jane had shoved them in a random spot, convincing herself she would go back and reorganize them later. Of course, she didn't.

Now she was (not so quietly) cursing her past self for her laziness.

Jane hazarded another glance at her watch. "Shit! I've got fifteen minutes!"

Now the brunette was growing desperate and a nervous. She, of course, wanted to support her seniors. There's no surprise there, but she would be in big trouble if she failed to show after she signed up to chaperone prom and attend graduation that year.

Squaring her shoulders and letting out an exasperated sigh, Jane hollered for the doctor, "MAAUURRRA! Have you seen my hood?"

The sound of delicate footfalls grew closer until the obscenely prepared doctor was standing in the doorway of the closet. She nearly fainted at the sight of discarded clothes, shoes, and other random items one shoves in the closet that were littering the floor.

"Jane you don't need to shout. I was only down the hall." Maura tutted.

If the brunette wasn't in such a foul mood, she may have had the decency to look sheepish, but unfortunately, a wolf had devoured that sheep twenty minutes ago.

"Could you please help me find my hood and cords? I've found my gown, but the others are Motherfu-..."

"Jane!" Maura interrupted before the full force of the expletive could be felt.

The brunette growled, "Fine. The others are MIA. Can you help me find them?"

Smiling sweetly, Maura stepped into the closet and slowly picked her way through garments.

"Have you bothered to check in any of these boxes?" Maura reached for a battered shoebox on the top rack.

"No, I-"

It was too late.

As Jane turned to answer Maura, the blonde was already cracking the lid of the battered box that held Jane's best kept secret.

Unfortunately, in her desperation for finding her hood, Jane had let down her guard and managed to bring Maura right in contact with…"

All the romantically poetic words Jane had hoped to declare evaporated and she came up empty as Maura pulled the simple velvet box from its hiding place.

"Uh…" Jane hopped up from the floor and removed the item from the blonde's grasp.

The doctor's eyebrows furrowed in confusion until the realization of what the simple velvet box meant struck her.

"Well, umm…"

Nothing. Nothing was coming to mind. So, Jane blurted the first thing that popped in her head.

"Maura, are you busy for the next fifty years? Umm...because if you're not, I'd really like to marry you," Jane finished rather lamely.

"No." Maura softly said, "I'm not busy." The awestruck blonde was just as flabbergasted as the brunette.

Jane's face split into the patented Rizzoli smile. Now her swagger and confidence returned.

Slowly, Jane removed the box from Maura's hand and fell down to one knee.

And fall down she actually did. All the junk on the floor made her slip in her attempt to kneel in front of Maura.

After a few soft curses, the brunette finally managed to get herself into proper proposing position.

"So," Jane lovingly gazed at the chuckling blonde. "To be official. Maura Dorothea Isles, will you marry me?"

"Yes, Jane Clementine Rizzoli, I will marry you. I will be your wife." Maura fell to her knees and threw her arms around her now fiancee's neck. "I love you."

Chuckling, Jane nuzzled the blonde's neck. "I love you, too...oh, wait, you haven't even seen the ring!" Jane exclaimed and quickly opened the box.

A familiar sight greeted Maura's eyes.

"Jane, this looks just like the one my mother-"

"That's because I designed it after hers. Your mom went with me to buy it." Jane affectionately admitted.

"When? I don't remember her being in town!" Maura was mentally flipping through her calendar, wondering how she could have missed her mother's visit.

"She came into town especially for this reason. We wanted to keep it a surprise. Obviously, it was! So, please help me up, won't you?"

The brunette's knees cracked as Maura pulled herself and Jane to their full height.

"Here, let me put it on you." Jane gleefully removed the ring from the box and slipped it onto her wife-to-be's finger.

"Ow! My eyes!" Jane covered her face as if in pain.

Maura immediately reached for Jane's face. "Honey, are you alright?" The concern was evident in her voice. What could have possibly happened?

Jane pulled her hands away, and smirked, "Your ring. It's so big! It blinded me!"

Maura's airy laughter filled the room and she gently swatted the Italian's shoulder.

"So can I have a kiss?" Maura teased.

"Of course," Jane and Maura shared a tender kiss, which would have led to something more if not for Jane's eye landing on her hood neatly tucked behind old BPD sweatshirt.

"Crap, Maur!" The couple quickly separated. "We've got to leave for graduation!"

"Shoot! You're right!" Maura quickly retrieved her regalia from the door.

Reluctantly, Maura remarked, "Well, I guess we have to go."

Neither had any desire to staunch their enthusiasm for the next three hours. Unfortunately, duty called.

Unhappy about leaving, Jane snagged one final kiss from the blonde.

"Let's keep our fingers crossed that this is the most expeditious graduation ceremony ever," Maura remarked.

"Amen to that," Jane chuckled and followed her future wife down the stairs.