Author's Note:: This fic will be a Tommy Rizzoli/Maura fic. Originally, I had intended for it to be an OC, but I don't really like OC. That, and Maura makes much more sense for this one than any random character.

Set waaaaay before Maura begins working with Boston P.D, so she doesn't know the Rizzoli's already.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Rights belong to Tess Gerritsen, Janet Tamaro and TNT.

Maura frowned as she looked from her mother to her father, "Daddy, please." she blinked, she could feel her lip quivering slightly as she spoke. Her voice tapering off as she felt the emotion rising up in her throat, threatening the tears that were possibly about to fall. Under the table, Maura felt Tommy take her hand as he watched her expression changing, once her father had learned the nature of his 'contract'.

"Sir, I assure you, I didn't mean it..." Tommy tried to reason with Maura's father.

"Maura, you cannot be serious with him." her father looked to Maura, sternly, obviously ignoring Tommy, who was trying. He was not asking her a question, he was ordering her, "This is the man you want to spend your future with? A felon?" he asked her.

Constance sighed, she didn't know what to say for the best now.

"No, Maura. I will not have you associated with this hooligan!" her father told her before continuing, "I don't know what happened to you...what happened between you and Garrett? Or even with Ian?"

Maura looked up at her father as he shook his head and stood from the table not even giving her the chance to answer his questions, leaving the company of his daughter and wife, the latter of whom followed him back into the house, glancing over her shoulder sadly to Maura as she saw Maura's tears streaking down her cheeks then, knowing she was on her own now.

"Lets just go home, Maur." Tommy sighed a little, bringing her hand to his lips, kissing the back of her hand gently, letting her delicate skin brush against his mouth.

She just nodded and sighed, standing and collecting her dignity, as much as she could muster before looking to Tommy and nodded, "Lets go." she told him, holding tightly onto his hand before glancing back to the house and walking after Tommy.

As they got outside of the house, Maura looked to Tommy and she sniffled. Her eye make-up, usually perfect, was now ruined, tracked down her cheeks. She bit her lip a little before she leaned into Tommy, "I'm not going to end things with you, you don't have to worry."

Tommy pulled back softly and looked down to Maura, "Hey, what's this?"

"I'm just informing you, in case you were wondering about our foreseeable future together."

Tommy nodded then, slowly before he smiled to Maura and pulled her close to him again, "I know, Maura. I know." he told her, gently soothing over her back as her body gently racked with each of her sobs, until they were dying out and she sighed, "You okay now?" he asked her after a while.

Softly, Maura nodded and smiled to Tommy, leaning up to kiss him gently, "We should get home."

"Yeah, lets get goin'." he smiled to her, opening her door before closing it again, once Maura was inside the car.

The drive back home was somewhat melancholy for the both of them. Maura was resting now, in the passenger seat, just watching the scenery pass by in some kind of dazed confusion as Tommy drove, glancing over to her on occasion, checking if she were okay. Gently, he reached over for Maura's hand and held it in his, she didn't turn to him, however and he sighed softly.

"Maura?" he tried.

Nothing.

"Maur?" he tried again, waiting on her to look to him.

Finally, Maura looked to him and swallowed softly, "Yes?"

"Everythin' okay in there?" he smiled and moved his hand away from hers to stroke over her hair.

She nodded, "I think so."

"Look, I know this is hard, and I wouldn't blame you if you wanted things to end with us. I know how close you are with your parents now." he smiled softly, "I just want you to be happy, okay?" he looked to her.

"Then stop wanting. I am happy. With you." she smiled back to Tommy now, giving him her usual smile and a contented sigh, "I'm sure they'll come round, sooner or later. I'm sure of it." she said. Unsure of whether she was saying it as a comfort and assurance to Tommy, or for herself.