Jane looked out the window as the sun was coming up she seen the snow softly falling smiling she knew it was almost time.
"Are you going to tell her the truth, Jane?" Michael asked placing his hand on her shoulder yet again.
"About being in love with her or that the bullet was meant to kill her?" Jane asked not taking her eyes off the the blonde laying next to her bed.
"I wasn't suppose to tell you that part. So you can never tell her that the bullet was meant to kill her. I was only hear to make sure you heard what she had to say. To make you see that you do love her. Just so you know she will live a long life. It's up to you weather or not it's a happy life and weather or not your in it." Michael spoke softly wondering if his mistake would be held against him later.
"It's time for you to wake up, Jane." Michael said pushing her toward her body.
"You never explained why I don't have my scars when I am like this." Jane pointed out looking down at her hands it had been a long time since she seen her own hands without the scars on them.
"Well, honestly Jane you are seeing yourself the way your friends and family see you they don't see those scars when they look at you. They see a strong and confidant friend, daughter and sister. They see you for who you really are. The way that you should always see yourself."Michael answered as he began to fade.
"Will I remember this? I mean everything I have seen and heard will I remember it at all?" Jane asked.
"Yes, Jane you will. It will seem like you had a dream, but you will remember everything you have seen and heard today." Michael was now gone.
"WAIT! Will I know if you got your wings or not?" Jane asked.
Out of nowhere she heard Michael's voice one last time. "Trust me Jane you will know. Just remember what your grandmother told about angel wings and you will know."
Jane walked over toward the bed lifting her hand and reaching out she brushed Maura's hair off her face rousing the blonde from her sleep. Maura lifted her head and smiled seeing Jane looking at her with sleepy eye's.
"Oh, Jane your awake." With tears in her eyes the blonde reached over and grabbed the cup sitting next to the bed. Putting the straw near Jane's lips it allowed Jane to take a sip of water. "Merry Christmas, Maura." Jane said.
"You were shot, You have been out since yesterday afternoon and the first thing you say is Merry Christmas?" Maura asked with a smile.
"Well, I was going to ask when can I go home, but I was worried you would smack me." Jane smiled at the blonde as she grabbed her hand.
"I better go get your family." Maura went to walk away, but Jane held tight to her hand.
"What, Jane is something wrong do you need a doctor?" Maura asked.
"No, Maura we need to talk. You see I had this amazing dream. It made me realize something very important. I'm deeply, madly, crazy, in love with you and its takes a bullet and an angel to point that out to me." Jane said watching Maura's face.
"An angel, Jane? I think you may have had to much morphine." Maura remarked. completely missing part of what Jane has said.
"Nice I tell you that I love you and you think I am high." Jane started to laugh, but grabbed her side in pain. "Maura, sit down for a minute let me explain then you can go get the family."
Maura sat down and allowing Jane to start at the beginning. She just held onto Jane's hand as she spoke. The blonde could tell Jane was telling the truth just by the look on her face.
Standing in the corner of the room was Alexander and Michael watching.
"Will I ever be allowed to come back and visit them?" Michael asked. In a way he enjoyed watching over the family and friends of Jane Rizzoli and even enjoyed Jane's company.
"Now, Michael you know that's not normally allowed." The older angel said Michael felt confused knowing the was a but coming. "Though you did do good Michael. The bosses were talking and agreed if you did this job right you would become a guardian angel for a future child."
"Does this mean I get my wings?" Michael asked hoping he would get an answer.
"You know it's up to the boss kid. Let's go find out." Alexander knew the answer but, was not allowed to tell Michael because Michael had one more thing to do.
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