A/N: Happy Easter everyone! :)
Weeks passed by and Maura became increasingly active. She was able to jog again without any pain and do yoga without feeling nauseous. A make out session with Jane every now and then definitely raised her heart rate more than once. By the time she knew it, it was the last week of chemotherapy.
"So, explain to me again what is happening today?" Jane asked Maura as they entered the hospital.
"I'm going to get my last chemotherapy treatment. Then, when I'm finished, the doctor is going to call us both in to his office and inform us of the current state of my condition and the progress that I have made. Since my treatments are almost over, more than seventy five percent of the cancerous tissues in my body should be gone. If they are and the treatment worked, there is a very high chance that I will be a cancer survivor. If not, we're going to have to discuss alternative treatment options."
Jane just nodded in response. All the cancer talk made her extremely uncomfortable and she sure as hell wasn't ready to hear that Maura needed to go through any more pain than she already had. She grabbed Maura's hand and gave it a quick squeeze before letting her make her way into the hospital room.
Watching her go, Jane sat in the hospitals waiting room left with her own thoughts. What was she going to do if the doctor said Maura was worse?
"It always gets worse before it gets better, right? Isn't that the saying?" Jane thought to herself, "We'll get through it. We're like the dream team," she smiled. "But if he says Maura is cancer free, what am I going to do? Something special. Not a party, she wouldn't like that. Movie night? Eh, too casual, we do that every weekend. I could cook her a good ole' fashioned Rizzoli dinner! Set the table all fancy and wear that little black dress that Ma bought me. Who knew that would come in handy? Ha!" Jane laughed to herself.
She had come up with the perfect plan, but she wasn't about to get her hopes up just yet. If there's anything she'd learned throughout this experience, it's that cancer was completely unpredictable.
"Wait and see what the doctor says, Jane. Go from there," she told herself.
Before she knew it, Maura was strutting back down the hallway, smiling at her.
"Well hey there, gorgeous." Jane joked in the deepest voice she could muster.
"Jane!" Maura slapped her shoulder.
"What? I called you gorgeous and I get slapped?!"
Maura just rolled her eyes in response.
"What did the doctor say?" Jane asked as her sarcasm was quickly replaced with concern.
"He said he would get us as soon as he grabbed something for a later appointment," Maura responded turning back to face the hallway, "There he is now. Come on."
They followed the doctor to his office, one they both knew the location of far too well. Making their way down the hallway, Maura slipped her hand into Jane's. She wasn't sure if she needed comfort for what was about to be said or if she just liked the feeling of Jane's hand in hers. Either way, Maura was thankful for the company.
Reaching the doctors office, the girls took their seats across from him, still hand in hand.
"Doctor Isles," the doctor began, "how have you been feeling since the chemotherapy began?"
"Well, the first couple of weeks were hell, to be frank," Maura began, "I was in pain all the time."
"That's to be expected," Doctor Davis cut in, "the chemotherapy's effect on your body would have taken its toll."
"It certainly did, but the last few weeks I've seemed to have gained my strength back. I can do certain tasks without any pain and I've stumbled upon a couple things to occupy my time," Maura tried her hardest not to smile as she shot a quick glance over at Jane.
"That's great news, then. Well, from what I have in my reports it looks like you are making great progress. I haven't received the results from your last treatment today, but I should have them by later tonight. When I get those, I can ultimately determine whether you're going to need any more treatments. For now, you seem to be in all right shape. I'll give you a call with the results tonight and let you know whether I'd like you to come back in or not. Does that sound good? Any questions?"
"No, Doctor," Maura responded, "Thank you."
"Not a problem, Doctor Isles. I'll speak to you tonight."
The girls exited the office and made their way to Jane's car.
"Maur, I'm gonna run back to the station to finish up some paperwork. I'll drop you off first and then I'll come by your place as soon as I'm finished, okay?"
"That's fine, Jane. I think I'm just going to finish the book I've been reading anyway."
"I'll make it over before the doctor calls you, okay? I promise I'll be there either way," Jane smiled at her.
"Thank you," Maura said, grabbing Jane's hand and placing it in her lap.
Jane kept her promise, arriving at Maura's around 6:30 that night. She had to admit, she was terrified for the doctor's call. She had no idea what to expect.
"Maur!" Jane called, searching the living room, "I'm home... I mean… I'm here. I'm here."
"Nice one, Rizzoli," Jane thought to herself.
"Jane! Hi," Maura exclaimed, running down the stairs, "I was upstairs doing yoga."
"Wow," Jane said, taking in her sweaty appearance, "I can tell."
Jane grabbed Maura by the hips and pulled the woman into her chest.
"You look pretty good all sweaty, Doctor Isles," Jane said in a mischievous voice.
"Do I?" Maura smiled with a flirtatious tone, "I wonder how you'd look."
And that was all it took for Jane to crash her lips into Maura's. She put her hand on the back of Maura's neck, pulling her as impossibly close as she could get. Tongues battled for dominance as Jane moved her hands under Maura's shirt.
"Bedroom," Maura muttered, pulling on the waistband of Jane's pants.
"Mmm. Whatever you say." Jane said in between kisses.
This had happened only once before. A make out session had turned dangerously heated and both women agreed that they were definitely ready to take the next step. Right as Maura had Jane pinned to the bed, a wave of nausea hit her and she ran to the bathroom. Needless to say, that night ended with Jane rubbing Maura's back, holding her hair, and feeling guilty for how much pain she was in.
That's why this time was going to be different. Maura was ready and she knew it. If she could do yoga, she could certainly have sex.
Maura switched their positions and pushed Jane on to the bed, straddling her. She kissed her collarbone, eager to hear Jane moan just a little bit louder. Hands roamed from Jane's pants to her blouse, as Maura tried to unbutton the garment as quickly as possible. Finally succeeding, she threw the shirt to the floor and marveled at Jane's incredible abs.
"You have extremely attractive musculature," Maura said, running her hands up and down Jane's stomach.
"And you," Jane said, flipping Maura onto the bed so she was on top, "have way too many clothes on."
Seconds after Jane began kissing her way down Maura's neck, a cell phone rang on the bedside table.
"Leave it," Jane mumbled in between kisses.
"Jane," Maura half moaned, "It could be the doctor. I have to answer it."
Maura found her way out from under Jane and crawled over to the table.
"Doctor Isles," Maura answered, not recognizing the caller's number.
"Doctor Isles, this is Doctor Davis. I've got your lab results back."
Maura starred at Jane with big eyes, and Jane knew exactly who was on the other end of the call. She grabbed Maura's hand in her own, waiting for a reaction.
"Go on," Maura encouraged.
"From what the results of your last treatment were today, I've got some good news. Well, more than good, I'd say. Congratulations, Doctor Isles, you're cancer free."
Maura was stunned to the point of silence. Jane could tell the minute the words left the doctors mouth, but by Maura's expression, she couldn't tell if the results were good or bad. By this time, Maura was off the bed, pacing back and forth, Jane's hand never leaving hers.
"I… what?" Maura managed.
Jane leaned over to try and hear what the doctor was saying on the other end of the phone. Her hand was squeezing Maura's so tight that she thought she'd break it.
"The treatment worked," the doctor began, "From what I can see here, all of the cancerous cells and tissues are gone. Now, it can always come back. I'm sure you know that, so you'll still have to continue on your medication for the next couple of months. We'll have a few follow up appointments from here on out, but other than that you're good to go."
"Thank… um. Thank you, Doctor. I'll make that follow up appointment right away," Maura said, still shocked by the news.
"Great. Congratulations again, Doctor Isles."
"Thank you. Take care."
The second Maura hung up the phone, Jane began studying her face to determine the news.
"Maur…" she began, unsure of her own emotions.
"Jane. Jane… I," Maura started.
"Hey," Jane cut her off, knowing where the conversation was going, "It's okay. We'll get through this. We'll talk to the doctor about getting you a better treatment and different medication and—"
"Jane…" Maura cut in, "I'm free. I…I'm cancer free."
Two seconds it took for the words to sink in, but the minute they did, Jane picked Maura up and twirled her around.
"Jane!" Maura yelped, laughing like a teenager in love.
"Maura," Jane said, setting Maura back on the ground, "I love you."
She grabbed Maura's face and kissed her. It was the most loving, gentle, perfect kiss that Maura could ever imagine. She was so in love with this woman, there was no turning back.
"I love you so much, I just… I can't believe it." Jane said, leaning her forehead on Maura's, "I'm so proud of you."
Maura pressed another kiss to Jane's lips, savoring her words.
"We have to celebrate and I know just the thing!" Jane said excitedly, jumping back from the intimate position they were in, "You go upstairs and do yoga or whatever it is you do up there. Take a shower. When you're done, the clothes I want you to wear will be laid out in the upstairs bedroom. I'll be downstairs so call for me when you're done getting dressed before coming downstairs."
"Jane. We don't have to do anything, really," Maura started.
"Yes, we do. You're worth it. Do it for me? Please?" Jane said, giving her best puppy dog face.
"Alright, alright. I'll do it for you," Maura smiled.
"Yes! Okay, call for me when you're done. I love you," Jane kissed her and ran out of the room, grabbing her shirt from the floor in the process.
"I love you too, Jane Rizzoli," Maura whispered to herself, "More than you probably know."