A/N: Finally! Get ready for Rizzles! :D

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Between surgery recovery and chemo, Maura was tired all the time and she had lost almost fifteen pounds. Her body was working overtime to beat the disease and it was taking its toll. She was in pain, way more than she'd admit, but Jane could always tell.

One night, the pain was so bad, Maura was curled on the floor, sobbing. Every so often, she would grab the garbage next to her bed and vomit whatever an empty stomach had to offer.

Jane heard her from the guestroom and tried everything she could to help ease Maura's pain. She held her hair as she wretched, keeping Maura close to her body. Eventually, the pain became manageable and Maura fell asleep in Jane's arms.

This went on for weeks, and every time Jane became a little less strong. Seeing her best friend so much pain made Jane hate herself. There was nothing she could do and that tore her apart.

So Jane decided to pray.

Checking to make sure Maura was in a painless sleep, Jane slipped out of the bed and made her way to the guestroom. Closing the door quietly behind her, she kneeled at the foot of the bed and put her head in her hands.

"Hey, God," Jane began, "I know it's been a while… I'm not really sure what I'm doing, but I guess I'll just tell you what's been going on around here. I mean… I'm sure you know, but… Well, yeah. A couple months ago, Maura was diagnosed with cancer. Wow… That's really hard to say out loud. She is… Well she is my everything and I just don't…"

Jane trailed off, feeling all of her emotions coming to the surface. Becoming angry, she began again, raising her voice maybe a little too loud.

"I just don't understand why you would do this to her. She's done nothing wrong. She doesn't deserve this. God, she's MINE. You can't take her from me. Stay away from her. You're… You're a traitor. I'm supposed to sit here and believe that you're this almighty power, yet Maura's in pain every single night. I have to deal with that. Why would you make me do that? That's not love, that's not helping, that's you being sick. No one deserves what Maura is going through right now. No one…"

Jane paused again. Getting control of her anger, she began to sob.

"You know what's funny?" Jane laughed through her tears, "I love that woman more than any man I've ever been with. Maybe I was too scared to realize it or something, but I know it now. I will do anything to keep her with me. God, just don't take her… Please, don't take her."

And Jane finally broke down.

Tears started to flow freely, without any signs of stopping. Jane sat on her heels and let her back fall against the wall. Her whole body began to shake as she pulled her knees into her chest.

Up until this point, Jane tried to be as optimistic as possible. She felt like she owed Maura at least that, but seeing her so weak made Jane sick to her stomach. She was the protector, but there was nothing she could do.

Little did she know, the minute she got out of bed Maura woke up. She steadied her breathing so Jane thought that she was still asleep, but the minute Jane left the room, Maura's eyes opened. She heard Jane make her way into the guestroom and close the door. Disappointed that Jane left, Maura closed her eyes and tried to fall back asleep, that is, until she heard Jane talking to someone. Curious, she got out of the bed and tiptoed over to the guestroom door.

"Who could be calling Jane at this hour?" Maura thought, "Maybe they got a case."

Maura frowned at the thought of Jane leaving her to go to work.

Coming to a stop at the guestroom door, Maura put her hand on the doorknob. She stopped suddenly, hearing Jane's words clearly now.

"… She's MINE," Maura heard Jane say and quickly removed her hand from the doorknob.

She sounded angry.

"I shouldn't be listening to this," Maura thought to herself, "it's very rude of me."

But she just couldn't move away from that door. Quickly, Maura realized that Jane, in fact, was praying. She heard Jane beg and plead, but what hurt the most was hearing Jane's sobs. Maura heard Jane fall back against the wall and sob into her knees, uncontrollably. She knew that she shouldn't have been listening and she wasn't sure whether Jane was going to hate her or not, but she was willing to risk it. Taking a deep breath, Maura turned the doorknob and entered the room.

"Maura," Jane said, startled, "Are you okay? Are you in pain again? Is there anything I can do?"

Maura didn't say a word. She sat right next to Jane, back against the wall, and pulled Jane's head into her chest. Something about how caring and intimate that small gesture was struck Jane to her core and the breakdown began all over again. Jane sobbed into Maura's chest for what felt like hours, every now and then muttering a "sorry." The third time Jane mumbled that word aloud, Maura silenced her, putting a finger over her lips.

"Do you hear that?" Maura asked.

"Hear what?" Jane questioned back, confused.

Maura let go of Jane so they could see each other, face to face. Jane's eyes were puffy and bloodshot from all of her crying, but Maura had never seen anyone so beautiful. She ran her thumb over Jane's cheek, wiping the tears away to the best of her ability. Jane leaned into Maura's touch and covered Maura's hand with her own.

Maura seized the moment and grabbed Jane's hand, putting it on her chest, covering her heart. She leaned in to rest her forehead on Jane's.

"That," Maura stated, "Did you hear my heartbeat? I'm here, right now, and I'm not going anywhere. I'm yours, for a very very long time."

Jane looked up and her eyes widened at the last of Maura's words. How much did she hear?

"Maura, how much did you hear?" Jane asked, knowing that Maura knew exactly what she was talking about.

"Enough to tell you the we're absolutely going to make it and I am most definitely yours. Nothing, not even cancer, is going to stop that," Maura reassured her, squeezing her hand.

"Maur… Maura, are you sure?"

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life."

And that was all Jane needed to hear. As she pressed her lips against Maura's, nothing mattered anymore. The cancer went away, the pain subsided, and all that mattered were two best friends, turned potential lovers, feeling happiness for the first time in months.

Maura smiled into the kiss. She felt no pain at all for the first time since the chemo began. In that moment, she knew, she was going to beat this. She had Jane and that was all she needed.

"I love you, too," Maura said as she broke the kiss.

"Maura!" Jane feigned shock, "You listened to every word I said, didn't you? You little snoop!"

"I am not a snoop, I just happened to overhear you talking and came over out of concern for your wellbeing. That's all."

"And stood at the door, listening to me talk," Jane teased her.

"I… Yes, you could say that," Maura admitted, hoping Jane wouldn't be mad.

"Hey," Jane said, putting her knuckle under Maura's chin, forcing their eyes to meet, "What's with the sad face?"

"Are you angry with me because I intentionally listened to you praying?" Maura muttered.

"No! Maur, no. Not at all, I was just teasing you. You know why I'm not mad?"

"Why?"

"Because now I get to do this," Jane said before capturing Maura's lips with her own.

Wow. Maura could get used to this. She felt so safe and loved and just…perfect. She never wanted the feeling to end, but right as their make out session started getting heated, Maura felt a sharp pain shoot through her stomach.

"Ah," Maura grunted, pushing Jane away.

"Oh my God, Maura. I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you? Dammit."

"It's not you, Jane. Trust me," Maura tried to smile, "I'm sorry."

"You don't ever have to be sorry. Come on, let's go lay down and try to get some sleep. I have work in three hours."

Jane stood up and grabbed Maura's hand, pulling her to her feet.

"Thank you for being a snoop," Jane whispered in her ear.

Maura just smiled, feeling butterflies replace the sharp pain in her stomach.

They made their way to Maura's bedroom, hand in hand. Lying down, Maura snuggled into Jane's chest, fingers tracing patterns on her upper arm. Jane had never dreamt that she could be any happier, given the circumstances. She squeezed Maura closer to her body, kissing her temple, and snuggling into her honey blond hair.

"You smell good," Jane blurted out.

Maura giggled.

"Go to sleep, Jane." Maura playfully sighed.

"Oh, excuse me, Ms. Bossypants! Fine, I'll go to sleep, but not because you told me to," Jane paused, "…Alright, maybe because you told me to."

Ten minutes later, Jane spoke again, breaking the silence.

"Maura?" Jane asked into the dimly lit room.

"Yes?

"Can I ask you something?"

"Jane, you know you can. What is it?"

"Can I…uh… Can I see your scars?"

Maura was taken aback by Jane's question and rose off of her chest to stare at her. Leaning back on her heels, Maura tilted her head, trying to understand the reasoning behind Jane's sudden question.

"I'm sorry, I—" Jane began, interrupted by Maura pulling at her shirt.

She began unbuttoning her pajama top, obeying Jane's request. She had just admitted her love for this woman, so what was the harm? Jane had shown Maura her scars, so shouldn't Maura do the same?

Coming to the last button on her top, Maura slid it off of her arms, revealing her black lace bra. Her pale skin was like nothing Jane had ever seen. Now, Jane had seen Maura topless before, several times in fact, but this time seemed completely different; so emotionally intimate. Maura was opening herself up, showing Jane what had caused her so much pain, showing Jane the results of this disease that was trying to kill her. What she was left with were three scars, lining her stomach.

Sitting topless on the bed, Maura moved uncomfortably, becoming self-conscious as she noticed Jane staring. And Jane was staring, she'd admit it, but she wasn't staring out of disgust. She was staring out of pure love. Everything this woman had been through was evident from the scars on her stomach; her gorgeous, toned stomach. Jane didn't think it was possible, but she believed that, in that moment, she fell even more in love with Maura Isles.

"I'm just going to…um," Maura began, reaching for her top, "put this back—"

"NO!" Jane cut her off, a little louder than she intended, "Can I… Can I feel them?"

Maura took Jane's hand in her own and pulled it to rest on her stomach. As Jane traced the patterns of Maura's scars, she couldn't help but become teary eyed. This woman was fighting cancer. She was the strongest person Jane had ever known and that was never going to change.

Jane leaned down and pressed a kiss to all three scars. Rising up, she leaned over to meet Maura's lips with her own. A fourth kiss. Four kisses that Jane promised herself would represent commitment, trust, honesty, and love for the rest of her life.

"I still think you're beautiful," Jane whispered to her lips, eyes still closed from the kiss.

Maura opened her eyes as Jane's words hit her. Never had Maura been so in love with someone as she was in love with her, and Jane had just proved it. She grabbed Jane with all the passion she had and pressed a fierce, passionate kiss to her mouth.

"I love you," Maura said, pulling back, "I love you so much, Jane Rizzoli."

"I love you, Maura Isles. More than you could ever imagine. You're mine, remember?" Jane smiled, more than content with her life at the current moment.

Ten minutes later, the girls were fast asleep, wrapped in each other's arms, and Maura was still topless.