Sorry for the long wait! Hope you enjoy this chapter!

xoxo - K

"You." He said as he brought his lips to hers. She was so surprised that she pulled back in shock.

"Finish your story. It seemed nice." She said, teasing him as she pecked her lips on his.

"Do you really want to hear how I-" Maura silenced him with her lips. She pulled back, instantly regretting it but having to say something. "Umm no. Not really. I just want you to kiss me."

She didn't have to ask twice. As soon as she finished her sentence, he brought his lips to her. He stuck one hand into her hair and let the other wander down her waste. She brought one hand to his shoulder and one underneath his shirt as she licked his bottom lip asking to be let it. When he gave in, he picked her up and headed to her room. Never taking their lips off each other.

They stood by the doorframe, taking the other one in. Frankie made the first move and took off her shirt. Looking at her black lace bra. Not noticing her hand on the left side of her lower stomach.

He walked into the room and turned the lights on. She pulled away and looked into his eyes. "No I need you to turn them off." She said. "Please." Never taking her hand off the scar.

He looked at her with confusion. "But Maura-"

"If we're gonna do this the lights have to be off." She insisted. She wasn't going to let anyone see the scar that was left from the transplant.

Noticing the hand that was planted on her stomach, he walked closer to her. "Whatever you're hiding under there, I love it already." He said to her.

"Frankie." She said trying to stop the conversation. "Listen to me." He said as he took Maura's face into his hands. "You. Are. Perfect. Flaws and all. You're perfect to me. Forget about being beautiful, you are so kind, charismatic, sweet, funny, and so very smart. So you are smart enough to know that whatever it is that you're hiding, I'm not judging you."

He took his hand and pressed it against hers, his eyes never leaving hers. Gently, he took her hand off and Maura flinched. He saw how vulnerable she was and kissed her.

He parted their lips and looked into her eyes once again and down at the scar. "This is from the transplant for Cailin isn't it?" He asked. She nodded in disgust. He noticed this and decided to kneel down.

His head facing her stomach. She looked and asked, "Frankie.. What are you doing?" But he didn't give an answer. He was too busy calculating his next move.

He looked up at her, and then back down as he leaned in to kiss it. "There's nothing to be afraid of." He whispered as he put his hand on the scar that symbolized Maura as a giving person. "It's beautiful." He said looking up.

Tears in her eyes, he took her hand and kissed the back of it. "Look at me." He said as he got up. She refused to let the tears role down her face. So she kept looking up. "I need to tell you something, and in order to do that, you need to be looking at me or else it won't mean anything."

She listened and looked at him with a tear rolling down her right cheek. "You are perfect to me. I am lucky enough to to be standing here. With you. That scar? That's what makes you you. Kind. Giving. You shouldn't be afraid by it. I should because it just shows how mature and kind you are compared to me. You didn't give a second thought to giving that kidney to her. Surely if I had a half sister that I didn't know about, I'd be hesitant about the whole situation. Maura. I love you." He said as he leaned in to give her the most passionate kiss. A kiss that she could feel all over. A kiss that left them wanting more when it was over.

Then Maura gently pulled away. Keeping a hand on his heart.

"If I know what love is," she started keeping their foreheads intact.

"It's because of you." He finished. "Herman Hesse. Not a poet but a very inspirational guy."

"Maybe we can say that instead of saying the plain boring I love you's.." She suggested.

A smile grew over his face. "I love it." He said as he brought their lips together once again.

They both made their way to Maura's bed without taking their lips apart. He laid her down gently and kneeled down above her, taking her in.

"You're beautiful." He said astonished leaning down to get a closer look of her face.

"Wait.." She said as she sat up. "Thank you."

Confused, Frankie asked "Why? I didn't really do anything."

She took his face into her hand. Keeping her thumb on his cheek and her eyes on his."You're so sweet. So unbelievably sweet." She began.

"I don't understand-" he said getting a mixed signal.

"Shh." She said as she put her finger against his lips to stop him from talking. "It's my turn to tell you how great you are."

He sat there smiling and listening to the woman he loved.

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The next morning, Frankie woke up to something laying on his chest. He looked down and to his surprise, he saw blonde hair instead of the usual brown.

'Oh my gosh that's right.. I'm at Maura's. Oh my gosh I'm at Maura's!' He thought to himself. For as long as he could remember, he had been wanting to wake up in her bed next to her in the morning. He moved slightly to look at the clock to check the time but accidentally causing Maura to flinch.

"Good morning!" He greeted her as she looked up at him. "It is now." She replied as she reached up for a kiss. "But I want to go back to sleep." She said as she put her head back on his chest where Frankie thought it belonged.

"You're so cute. If we didn't have to go to work in an hour.. The things I'd do to you babe." He whispered as he kissed her blonde locks.

"Well.. We don't have to go to work if we're both sick."

"But we're not sick.." He said confused.

Maura looked into his brown hazel eyes and shook her head a little. "I think I'm coming down with something." She said as she faked a cough.

"Oh.. Oh! OH!" He said finally understanding. "Yeah me too. I think I have the hots."

"Don't you mean a fever.."

"Not if I have the hots for you." He said smiling.