You guys are the best. Sorry for delays. I know what I want to address before this chapter comes to an end. Just struggling putting it all into words that isn't too short. Two more. I hope you like the next chapter.

"Tommy. As in Tommy?" asked Frankie. "Our big brother?"

"You know any other Tommy?" Jane replied sarcastically.

"Did she say she was with Tommy?"

"She didn't say those exact words. It was more implied."

"Wait a minute. Pop didn't you say Tommy didn't show up to his party?" Frankie asked his father.

Frank diverted his eyes out the window, avoiding the question.

"Pop?" Jane asked the man sitting next to her.

"Does anyone want a drink? I could use a refill."

"No. We're fine. Pop answer the question," Jane ordered.

"You're like your motha when you do that," he tried again to change the subject.

Jane remained quiet. She knew her dad was trying to get her mad to not answer the question.

"Fine. Ya he called and didn't show up."

"Did he leave contact information?" Jane asked

"No."

"Then how does Ma know where he is?"

"Well… You sure no one needs a refill?"

"Pop!" both Rizzoli children yelled.

"Alright, alright. He went to the hospital."

"What?" Jane looked across the table to her girlfriend. "You didn't tell me he came to the hospital."

"I didn't know," Maura replied.

"How could you not know?"

"I've never met Tommy. I never saw your mother talking to anyone, nor did some man I've never seen before come into your room. The only visitor you had was your mother, until Frankie was moved."

"When did he go to the hospital Pop?" Frankie asked.

"According to your motha, he was there the first night. "

"What time?"

"I don't know. She said it was really late. She only realized he was there because he was fighting with the night nurse."

"I'm not surprised," Jane said sarcastically.

"I wonder why Angela didn't say anything?" Maura asked the brunette.

Jane let out a laugh. "I'm not surprised that Angela would be the nurse to get into a fight with Tommy."

"Speaking of Angela, have you heard anything?" Frankie asked.

Jane shook her head.

"I still can't believe her," Jane groaned as she plopped on Maura's bed. "She blew off Frankie and Pop to spend Sunday with Tommy."

"He is her son," Maura pointed out. She was by her dresser taking her earrings out.

"Yea, who ran over a priest and blew off his own welcome home party. I know Ma, and she was probably devastated that he blew it off."

"Didn't you refuse to go to the party?"

"That's not the point," Jane said standing up.

Maura turned around, "Then what is the point?"

"The point is Ma and Pop have given him everything. And he just pisses on it."

"So you're mad that she's spending her usual Sunday dinner with the black sheep of the family."

"Yea."

"Your mother feels like an outcast now. So it's only logical that she wants to spend time with someone who is seen as an outcast, as well."

"Are you taking her side?"

"No. I'm merely stating the facts."

"Maybe I don't want to hear the facts. Maybe I just want to be upset that because of me my mother is treating Pop and Frankie like shit. I'm use to her nit picking. Frankie has never done wrong in her eyes. And Pop, well she's always complaining to him. She never ignored him. It's just not fair for them."

Maura walked over to Jane and wrapped her arms around her neck. "You're right. You have the right to be upset. Have I ever told you that I love your protective side?"

Jane smiled in response as her cheeks turned red.

"I have something for you," Maura said letting go of her girlfriend.

"What?"

Maura didn't respond. She walked over to her dresser pulling out a small long blue velvet box. Maura handed the box to Jane.

"What's this?" Jane asked accepting the box.

"Well last week I realized that we had an anniversary coming up."

"We do?"

"Two months this week. So I'm giving you your gift early."

Jane smiled as she looked at the small box in her hand. She was afraid to open it. She could be girly when she wanted to. But she didn't wear jewelry on a daily basis like Maura. She was afraid of offending the doctor. Maura took notice of Jane's resistance of opening the box.

"Jane?" she asked.

Jane looked up at the woman standing in front of her.

"Jane, just open it."

Jane took a deep breath before finally opening the velvet box. Her jaw dropped when she saw what was inside.

"What? How? Who?" Jane was all that finally came out of her mouth.

"What, they're season tickets. I know how much you enjoy watching the Red Sox. How, well you know money is not an issue and I have what you call connections. Who, well Frankie helped me."

Jane grabbed Maura by the waist pulling her into a hug. She lifted her off the ground and twirled her around. When she finally placed her back on the ground she kissed her girlfriend.

"I love them. Thank you so much."

"You're welcome. You were worried that I got you jewelry weren't you?"

Jane diverted her eyes, "Maybe."

Maura placed her arms around Jane's neck. "I know you Jane. You're not very feminine as you've pointed out. I wanted to get you something that you'd enjoy. So I had Frankie help me. If I ever get you jewelry, I understand it'd only be on certain occasions. Just like it's only on certain occasions you wear the black dress you bought with your mother."

Jane kissed her again, "You're amazing. I can't thank you enough."

"Why don't you show me?" Maura asked making her way to the bed.