Sorry for the delay, but I am trying to take advice of the rude anon people that have reviewed, and I am getting a beta to check my writing. She's actually the same one I used to write fics with, so I'm pretty excited about that. Hopefully, we'll be able to write more stories, eventually, together. We still have Swan Feather Tattoo to finish.

I miss her lol

(Oh and I also changed a word in the 2nd chapter since it was apparently not politically correct. Though the word I replaced it with may not be any better. LOL Its so hard to be PC about things nowadays.)

But anyway, here's a new chapter to enjoy. :)

As sweat dripped from her brow, a gloved hand raised to wipe it off in attempts to cool down in the heat of the day. Lifting the hay stack from the bed of her truck, Jane tossed it into the barn. The cowgirl could feel the burn of the sun upon her tanned shoulders, beneath her grey tank.

Finally, the last bale is tossed towards the mouth of the barn and Rizzoli hopped out of the bed and headed over to the water hose. There, she bent down to scratch the back of a panting farm dog's ear, and turned on the water.

Her parched mouth gladly accepted the cool drink before she shared with Buck. Turning it off she stood straight up then stretched out her back and arms before looking over to the house.

"Ma?" Jane whispered in question.

Stepping onto the steps of the porch, stripping her rough hands of her leather gloves, she flashed a concerned smile at her mother. She sat down on the bench, under the kitchen window, beside her. "Hey, Ma." Jane kissed Angela's cheek, "What are ya doing outta bed?"

"Can't a woman get some fresh air?"

"Sure, but ya know what Dr. Sanders said.."

"I know, but I think being cooped up inside will kill me a whole lot sooner than this damned cancer."

The daughter furrowed her brows and looked down at her boots. Thoughts of actually losing her mother came back to the forefront of her mind. Jane didn't mean to show it on her face, but she couldn't help it. She knew she would eventually have to endure her mother's death and help her brothers through it as well. However, that knowledge didn't make it any easier.

Angela could see the change Jane made in her attitude and regretted her statement immediately. She couldn't take it back but she could get her child's mind off of the inevitable. "I remember when I could work as hard as ya do now. When you're father and I got married, we bought this place and I swear it was the biggest pain in my ass." This earned a chuckle from the brunette.

"Yeah? Ya never told me that."

"Baby girl, Frank didn't know his ass from a hole in the ground." Angela gave a hearty laugh. "This ranch was a shit hole when we moved in. Nothing like it is now, and all this was mostly because of me not being afraid of getting my hands dirty and running trial and error with how to build different things."

"I knew you worked hard on this place, but I had no idea the extent of it." Jane's admiration of the woman grew impossibly higher with this conversation. Angela never ceased to amaze.

"Mhm, so enough about me. I want you to tell me about what caused those smiles I saw plastered all over your face. No woman, sweating that much and working that hard, can be that happy without a reason." The mother had a brow raised and a smirk upon her lips.

Jane grinned and looked out to her truck, remembering the night before. She rubbed the back of her clammy neck and sat back. "Well... there's this woman." She bit her lip just thinking about Maura.

"Woman? There are many women in this town, so you are going to have to be a little more specific, Sweetheart."

"Her name is Maura. She's a nurse and she's absolutely amazing. I've never seen a more perfect woman than her." Taking a breath, Jane looked over at the older Rizzoli and smirked. "You'd like her."

"Then ya should let me meet her." Angela suggested.

"I don't think she's ready for our crazy family." Jane chuckled lightly then glanced back out to the barn. "Besides, she's leaving Texas in a little over a week." shoulders shrugged disappointedly, "So that's it. Nowhere to go, really."

"Well then, I suggest ya make the best out of the time ya have, Janie. It seems ya truly like this Maura, so maybe ya need to try to keep her in your life."

"So you two just fell asleep in the back of her truck? Underneath the stars? That's some romantic shit, right there." Misha pushed her her friend's shoulder as they sat on the bed together.

"It really was, Mish. Jane is different in every way. Every good way." Maura took a blissful breath and shivered just thinking about last night. "That was unlike any date I've ever been on. I mean tell me, when have you ever heard of howling, on the edge of a cliff, during a date?"

"Well I could come up with something." the nurse waggled her brows.

"Oh, you…" It was Maura's turn to push Misha. "I have to admit, Jane is one hell of a kisser too."

"Mhm… and is that all you did was make out?"

"Yes! I never have sexual relations on the first date!"

"You make it sound so dirty." laughed Misha, "I bet it would be dirty with that cowgirl."

Maura was quiet for a moment, seeming to really be thinking about how it would be with Jane. She bit her bottom lip, staring down at her hands.

"Geeze, don't cream your pants right beside me!" There was a howl of laughter between both women. Thank goodness Maura had a friend like Misha. A friend she can tell all her desires and secrets too. Before her, the honey-blonde would keep her attractions to herself and it was clawing at her insides, but now? Now, finally being able to express herself, Maura felt human.

Yeah, this chapter was on the shorter side, but hopefully better written than the others. I'm not totally skilled in grammar, just like normal people. lol

Anyway, hope you enjoyed this one and my mind is already reeling on what to do for the next. :D