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Chapter 2

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Two days later, Maura was released from the hospital. Unfortunately, the missing memory of her past year still hadn't returned. The doctors cautioned for her to be prepared that it could possibly never return. Nevertheless, they encouraged her of the potential chances some bits and pieces would start to float into consciousness. She certainly hoped so! Maura hated to think of never remembering her pregnancy, nor giving birth to Joseph.

Joseph… Joseph Lucas. She still flushed with embarrassment when recalling of having to ask what her own baby's name was! Jane had told her she'd named the baby after her father, who had died three years ago. It sounded right every time she thought about it, gradually coming to terms with the fact that she was also a mother! Angela Rizzoli faithfully brought Joseph to the hospital room for feeding times and long visits. Maura amazed herself by knowing how to diaper, breastfeed, and even burp her baby without any instruction! As assuring as it was to discover her competency, she still had no idea how she knew.

As Jane drove her home from the hospital, she peppered her with questions. "I became pregnant by accident, right?" Her question spoke in a cautious tone.

"Yes," Jane simply answered.

"Were you there for his birth?" Maura eagerly inquired. "Can you tell me how it was?"

This question made Jane especially nervous because she never even knew Maura was pregnant with her son until a few days ago! If Maura Isles never asked for or even more scary to contemplate the possibility of her not even remembering Jane Rizzoli when she turned up in the hospital, Jane would have never known she was a parent! The cop nervously swallowed as she forced herself to not dwell on the what ifs and potential scenarios of her child ending up in the foster system and some of its horrifying history as she contemplated on how to answer Maura's questions. How could she even begin to explain that she was not there for their son's birth?

"Well… um, no. I actually missed it," despite the relief in telling the truth, Jane felt the enormous guilt of letting her ex-girlfriend's expectations down. The brunette clenched her jaw. "You see… we," she discreetly inhaled, "we had a big fight and I left to come here and set things up."

Noticing the subtle changes depressing the younger woman's face, Jane couldn't bear it any longer. "You… You called a few days later, telling me of his birth. I missed the whole thing," she stated sadly.

But at least that's the truth! Jane Rizzoli fiercely rationalized within herself. I DID miss the whole thing!

Maura sat completely dumbfounded, unable to think of what to say to all that.

What was it they could have fought about, causing Jane to leave her in her delicate condition, and so close to her due date? Things just didn't feel right to her! Not quite adding up and even though it came out more as voiced thought, she found herself asking Jane anyway.

"Why didn't we get married sooner?" Maura questioned herself more than Jane. Perhaps if they had gotten married, none of this would've happened and she wouldn't have a missing year gap in her head.

"Because we didn't want to rush into anything," Jane promptly replied in another lie.

That seemed odd to Maura, even if the cop's response wasn't too quickly spoken. The honey blonde was able to recall the night they'd had dinner with their married friends with perfect clarity! That was the first time it struck her that she wanted to marry Jane Rizzoli. She'd obviously been wondering on how to broach the subject, that was a definite certainty… not just a mere wish or power of suggestion on her part! She must've discovered her pregnancy soon afterwards, even though that part was still unclear. So, Jane must have been the one who was marriage shy. Maura found it hard imagining Jane, who is always so responsible and duty-bound, hesitating to take responsibility for her child… their child!

"We also disagreed about where to live," Jane continued with a subtle tremor in her voice. "I was sick of Boston and all the violent crime… I-I wanted to raise our child somewhere more… wholesome!" The cop confessed as she swallowed thickly. "You… you were dead set against leaving Boston."

"I changed my mind, though?" The blonde queried, she supposedly must have. Why else would she be here now?

"Baytown is a fine place to raise children," Jane said simply; however, it didn't escape Maura's attention that Jane hadn't actually answered her question. Could Jane have pressured her into moving here? She couldn't imagine that, either.

"Like I said, I moved here first and got settled. You were finishing up some paper work and arranging for Susie to take over your patients." Susie Chang, Maura's dear colleague and partner at her psychotherapist office.

"Did I sell my condo?" Maura asked with a wave of sadness. She loved her condo, having furnished it with loving attention to every detail from the hardwood floors to the switch plates.

Jane hesitated with a squirm in the driver's seat. "It hasn't sold yet."

Maura felt relief when she knew she shouldn't have. She'd apparently made a commitment. Even though she couldn't remember it, it was still a commitment to her and there was no turning back.

"Do we have a wedding date?" Maura asked with some excitement brewing in her voice

"Uh, yeah… June first." Jane found herself lying again and covered her sullen expression by studying the rear and side view mirrors more than necessary

"Is that a Saturday?"

"Well, we haven't actually picked an exact day," Jane clarified. "But some Saturday around say June first." She reluctantly lied once more through her gritted teeth.

"Oh… so, I haven't actually made any plans?" Maura asked confused.

"You thought it might be easier to wait until you were actually here," Jane suggested, wishing this particular line of questioning would stop. Why did she allow her ma to talk about marriage, possibly subconsciously implanting that particular power of suggestion of lying into her mind just as marriage seemed to have been ingrained into Maura's?! It was no telling what all Angela might've said to Maura in the hospital during the past two days whenever Jane wasn't around!

"Two months isn't very long." The blonde found herself saying aloud, but then rationalized within herself that she had never wanted an elaborate wedding anyway.

Maura studied Jane's profile, acknowledging the changes in her. Her wavy dark hair was longer than when she'd worn and styled it on the Boston police force. Her face was more tanned, as if she spent more time outdoors. Jane was also a bit leaner, but harder… muscular, which filled out her uniform in intriguing ways.

But the real change was in her eyes. Still beautifully dark brown, just like their son's. And oh, still so deep enough to drown in! But they now possessed a wariness, an extreme caution that appeared so alien to Maura. Like she had shut a part of herself off from the world- from her. Why was that?

Feeling uneasy again, Maura Isles looked out the window at… nothing. Oh, there were green fields, trees, blue skies and the ocean, all very pretty in a rustic sort of way. So pretty in fact, that it didn't seem real. Where were the people? They hardly passed another car on this so-called dinky road into town, much less passed a pedestrian walking the street.

Maura already felt homesick. She loved Boston! One of America's original, founding cities with all of its hustle and bustle, the noise, the traffic, and skyscrapers. She loved the nightlife, and the fact she could get Chinese food at two in the morning, if she preferred. She loved being able to hop on the subway and go anywhere she wanted. Or waste a whole Sunday afternoon in a nice museum or touring a historical site.

"Does Baytown have any museums?" she asked impulsively.

Jane laughed. "Yeah, we have the Baytown Historical Museum!" She couldn't help remarking in a teasing tone.

"Oh? So there is such a place?"

"I'll take you there tonight." Jane said before adding, "but I must warn you, it's not what you think."

Oh, God! How am I going to survive? Maura thought as she glanced over shoulder to the backseat.

Joseph continued to be sleeping peacefully in the back seat of the police cruiser. For him, she thought, I gave up Boston for him.

She would manage to cope with her life's changing circumstances for Joseph's sake. Urban Boston was a great place for an adult, but not for a child. A child needed to feel green grass under his feet and places he could roam without fear of being hit by a bus or a taxi for that matter. A child needed genuine fresh air, at least. And both parents, Maura thought as she stole another glance at the brunette son needed Jane. To help potty train him, teach him how to play baseball, ride a bike, and swim in the ocean.

Jane caught Maura looking at her and the cop's face sobered even more. She immediately recognized the dismal expression on Maura's face. "C'mon, Maura, it's not that bad!" She tried assuring the blonde before explaining further. "We're just a few short hours from Houston… a city not so different from Boston. A city which most definitely has museums… even though they mostly have an old western theme to them. But that's most of the history behind Texas!"

But Maura stayed quiet, during the remaining of the ride to their supposed home. She didn't feel right about any of this! But for the love of Jane and the sake of their son, she was definitely going to try and make this work.

Jane didn't know what to say next, so she reached over and placed her hand on Maura's nearest thigh. She certainly hated to deceive this woman, a woman she still truly loved. However, so much had happened within the last year, let alone the past few days! If she could keep Maura here with her, she will do everything in her power to try and make this work in both their favors.

"Jane?" Maura suddenly asked. "Where's my stuff?"

"What stuff?"

"You know, all the things from my apartment!" The other woman firmly said. "My furniture, my clothes, my dishes…"

"In storage. Well, some things you… you brought with you," Jane said hesitantly, not quite sure what was a lie and what was the truth. "I-I'm sure, but they were stolen with your car…."

That certainly sounded strange. If she were moving here for good, wouldn't she have brought her furniture with her? Not to mention her eclectic assortment of clothes? She shuddered, trying not to think about the interior of Jane's house, her future home. Jane was color-blind when it came to decorating or even the simplest of arranging of anything! Maura could only hope her mother helped in decorating.

"Maybe I was driving a U-Haul truck," she thought aloud, but that only made her more depressed. Her beautiful designer furniture could be in Mexico with her mugger by now for all she knew!

"You flew to Baytown and rented a car… that much we've figured out! Don't worry, sweetheart, we'll catch the guy!" Jane replied affectionately.

For no reason at all, tears sprang to Maura's eyes. She hadn't cried since waking up in the hospital to discover her whole life was upside down, and the previous year all the sudden becoming a mystery. Now, all at once it got to her! She wanted her old life back! She wanted her cell phone and her Rolodex! Her big-screen TV with the satellite connection and two hundred channels! She wanted her Daytimer planner, which was always packed with appointments! She wanted… oh, she didn't know what she wanted, as the tears started to leak from her eyes.

Jane noticed a strange noise coming from the other side of the car. "Are you crying?" she asked nervously.

"Y-yes, and j-just l-let me, o-okay?" Maura managed a reply as she tightly hugged herself as the tears continued to fall.

"No… no, it's not okay." Jane couldn't remember seeing Maura cry, only that fateful night when she watched the ginger blonde run out of her apartment in tears. Rizzoli pulled the cruiser over to the side of the road and cut the engine. Unfastening her seat belt, Jane somehow managed to climb over the center console and all of the mounted equipment often found inside the front seat of a police vehicle and scooted into the seat next to Maura. Wrapping her long arms around her, Jane held Maura close while placing gentle kisses in her hair, murmuring soothing phrases while the smaller framed woman cried on her shoulder.

"I know it's hard baby," Jane soothed. "We'll work everything out."

"I want to remember!" Maura sobbed. "I want to know how I got from point A to point B! God knows I love you, Jane! Really, but…but…" her voice trailed off.

"You can't imagine why you wanted to move here," Jane said, completing her thought.

"It's just so different!" Maura tearfully argued.

"You haven't even given it a chance!" Jane protested. "Try it for a while."

"I will! I never meant to imply I would go back on my word. Obviously, I made a promise to you, and I intend to keep it!" Maura tried to assure her. "You'll just have to endure my little…fits… fits of adjustment," she managed in a defeated tone of voice.

A spear of guilt stabbed Jane straight through the heart. She never should have let her Ma talk her into all this! This lie! But if she told Maura the truth now, she would turn tail for Boston faster than a spooked rabbit! At least she could have a couple of weeks with her first, some memories to draw on during the long lonely nights to come.

Oh boy! What have we gotten ourselves into?! Jane thought as she continued to hold the weeping woman within her arms in the police cruiser pulled over on a Texas road.

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