Ch.5
"Uhh"
"Right there…don't stop…"
"Ohh.. Why, Dr. Isles I had no idea you were so kinky.."
"Jane?"
"Yeah, Maur?" Jane huffed.
"Shut up." Maura put an end to Jane's teasing by covering her mouth with her own swollen pair of lips.
The sex between the couple had gone on in this fashion in the privacy of their bedrooms, the not so private common areas of Maura's house, and the easily intruded upon apartment of Jane. Though the temptation of letting their constant bouts of arousal in the workplace were many, the well respected doctor and decorated detective agreed that they would keep things profession at the station. That is, if you discount the racy texts and longing eyes.
The impromptu honeymoon was cut short the very next Monday. It was late in the afternoon when Jane and Maura, having been interrupted mid-flirt in the lab, were called to a crime scene. The location of the scene was not too far from Maura's house, giving Jane a chance for her doctor to pick up her own car so that they could independently, leave the crime scene at their convenience.
Maura had spent the evening and late night completing the autopsy. The results of which, were clear enough to establish the death was indeed, a murder. Jane and Frost followed leads even later into the night. Thus, leaving Maura half of the intended party to find the not so subtle message from Angela on her kitchen counter.
Of course, Angela had begun hounding the brand new couple about her need to hear wedding bells and the pitter patter of little feet. Jane had expected as much so, she brought it up to Maura and they agreed to just revel in the newness of their adventure. However, the memories and feelings the gesture left by Angela hit Maura like a ton of bricks.
On the counter sat a pair of pearl colored baby shoes with a note attached reading;
Jane age 9 months
Can't wait to see these put to use.
The flood of hope and hurt filled Maura to the point that the counter became her only means of remaining upright. Maura made sure Jane had all the medical and emotional support she could supply but, had never admitted to anyone, during the short pregnancy, all the planning she'd envisioned. With Casey out of the picture, Maura could be second parental type of figure to Jane's baby. She would provide the baby with stimulating age-based activities to encourage healthy developmental growth. She could focus on eye-hand coordination, verbal skills, and various other motor functions. She pictured a dark haired infant with the same chocolate brown eyes her detective could genetically pass on. She imagined taking the child to the park in her neighborhood and researching the best daycares and schools that would provide the child with all the advantages he or she could ever need.
Each of these plans had accumulated in the course of just a couple months. In that moment though, it was a deluge of lost opportunities. Her ability to plan the unborn child's future led Maura to the realization that Jane must've had just as many, more even, similar plans or dreams and aspirations for the baby she never got to meet. Even if the pain was so strong, Maura was glad she had never shared the thoughts with Jane for, it may have made it that much more difficult when she had to deliver the horrible news.
While Maura was able to overcome her bout of loss, she couldn't get the idea of having a little Jane around, out of her head. And that, was something she knew she couldn't keep from Jane for long.