A/N: TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains mentions of rape. As such the introduction of extremely adult themes increases the rating to M. Just a short chapter tonight, but it's the beginning of some important background.

"Jane, we need to talk." Dana said quietly, joining her girlfriend on the couch.

Jane sighed and switched the game off. Here it was; the talk, the breakup. They had been dating for six months and things had been progressing well for the first four months, but in recent times the intimacy had slowed to a trickle and Dana had been withdrawn. It looked like her job was about to kill another relationship, but unlike previous times this time hurt. She really cared for Dana and dreaded the inevitable.

"Okay," she responded numbly and fixed her focus on the wall in front of her. She couldn't look into soulful blue eyes as their owner took away the one meaningful thing in her life beside her friendship with Maura, which if she was honest hadn't been the same since she had been forced to shoot Paddy.

Dana recognised the tell tale signs of Jane shutting down her emotions and immediately took hold of the Italian's hand. "Look at me Jane, please."

Jane tried to do as she was asked but one brief glimpse of the pain in those eyes only served to reinforce her thoughts on what was coming. She shook her head and returned her gaze to the wall in front of her. "I can't."

"It's not what you think," Dana said softly, well and truly aware of Jane's insecurities about her ability to maintain a healthy relationship. "I'm not breaking up with you."

This got the detective's attention as she jerked her head around and searched the sad eyes staring back at her. Her heartache morphed into confusion, "Then why are you looking at me with sad eyes?"

Dana swallowed thickly, the easy part was over. She didn't want to break up with the detective at all but she feared that when Jane knew the truth she might not want to be with her anymore. She wouldn't blame her if that was the case either, after what had happened. She had hoped she would never have to tell Jane, but life had thrown her a curveball that needed to be explained and the only way that could be explained was with the whole truth.

She opened her mouth to say the words that were bouncing around tauntingly in her brain but quickly closed it again. This was so much harder than she thought it would be. Memories flashed through her mind and she had to look down at where her hand delicately held the scarred hand of the detective. She swallowed nervously and looked up at Jane who was clearly concerned. "Just promise me you'll stay calm, please?"

"Dana…" Jane paused a moment to search her girlfriend's face for further clues as to what was going on and she was left drawing a blank. "What's goin' on? You're scaring me here."

"I'm pregnant!" Dana blurted out nervously before the sudden absence of Jane's hand reminded her that she had gone about the order of events the wrong way. She doubted she would ever forget the look of betrayal staring back at her from dark eyes though. "It's not…. I mean, I didn't…"

"Who?" Jane asked coldly.

Dana shook her head sadly, "No Jane, I didn't… God, why is this so hard?"

"Spit it out Dana 'cause right now I'm sittin' here thinkin' you cheated on me." Jane gritted out through her teeth.

"I was raped, alright?" Dana snapped, unable to stomach the thought that Jane really believed she could do that. "I didn't cheat on you!"

It only took one look into the scared blue eyes of her girlfriend for Jane to know that this was the truth. Processing the news was a little more difficult than that though. So many questions bombarded her mind and recent behaviours suddenly made complete sense, still there was one very pertinent question on her mind. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I couldn't… I didn't… I don't want to talk about it Jane." Dana said quietly. She felt ashamed. She blamed herself for not being careful, but most of all she worried Jane would blame herself for not being with her or want to hunt the bastard down.

Jane twisted her body so that she was looking directly at her girlfriend. "You reported it right? Garcia and Norwood are following this up, right?"

Dana dropped her eyes before looking away. She could feel Jane's eyes on her, boring right into her soul and she felt extremely vulnerable. She hadn't reported it and she knew Jane was going to absolutely lose it. She climbed up from the couch and retreated to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

Jane was hot on her heels, "Dana! Please tell me you reported it!"

Dana knew her silence spoke volumes. She took a glass from the cupboard above the sink and turned the tap on. She swallowed several mouthfuls of water before turning to face an angry detective. "No."

Jane's face crumpled and her entire being deflated. So much lost evidence. She was so mad at Dana for not reporting the rape and yet in the same breath she just wanted to protect the woman from the world. She forced down her disappointment and held out her arms. She wrapped them tightly around her girlfriend when she stepped into them. She kissed the top of her head and said, "Are you okay? I mean… I just… I'm sorry I wasn't there."

"There's nothing you could have done…"

"I could have shot the bastard!" Jane retorted, dead serious.

Dana leaned back slightly so that she could look at Jane's face and if the situation hadn't been so emotionally charged she may have laughed at the way the detective's features seemed to be warring between steely anger and genuine concern. Her thoughts sobered when she remembered why they were having this conversation. Her rapist had gotten her pregnant.

"I want to keep the baby Jane."

Haunted by her dreams Jane rolled over to see the alarm clock indicating it was three in the morning. She dropped back onto her back and stared at the ceiling. I want to keep the baby. Everything changed in that moment. That was the point of no return; Dana had needed her then more than anyone else could have and she made sure she was there for her.

Jane rolled onto her other side and wrapped her arms around her sleeping wife. Dana was blissfully unaware of Jane's indiscretion. Jane had been unable to bring herself to tell the truth. Her mind had been wrestling with it all night when she wasn't being haunted by dreams of her past.

Then there were the stray thoughts of Maura. She wondered if the doctor would really go somewhere warm. She wondered if her friend's heart ached as much as her own did. She wondered what Maura considered the point of no return for them? When did being with one another become something that just couldn't happen? Was it Dana's pregnancy? Was it the engagement? Hell, had it been her shooting Doyle? She had truly thought that something might happen between them before that damn warehouse ruined everything.

Of course then there was what happened in the early evening. Jane sighed and tried to force the thoughts of making love to Maura far from her mind, because that would never happen again. Instinctively her arms wrapped tighter around her wife, which disturbed her sleep. Jane pressed a kiss to the back of her head and mumbled, "Go back to sleep babe."

Dana rolled over and pressed a soft kiss to Jane's lips. "You okay Honey? You've been tossing and turning more than usual tonight."

"Just got some things on my mind. Nothin' to worry about." Jane really didn't want to talk about what was going on in her head, and she knew that Dana was likely to probe further. It was just her natural curious nature.

So she did the one thing she knew would distract her wife. She kissed her back, but instead of settling for a soft peck like Dana had, she sought entrance with her tongue and was swiftly granted. She allowed her hand to glide down her wife's side and when they finally pulled apart for oxygen she rolled them over so that she had the upper hand. She slipped her thigh between her wife's legs and smiled seductively, "God you're gorgeous."

Dana chuckled, well and truly awake now and very much aware of what Jane was doing, but she would make the most of the situation. "Don't think I don't know what you're doing Jane…. I just don't care right now. C'mere." She put her arms around Jane's neck and pulled her in for an intense kiss. They had three hours before Jason would wake and she intended to make the most of them.