We're back into lighter territory now guys, don't worry. Hope you're all enjoying so far :D

As much as I would love to own Sasha Alexander and Angie Harmon, I'm afraid I own absolutely nothing.

'Are you comfortable there, Doctor Isles?'

'Very, thank you.'

Maura stretched out her arms in front of her. She had grown used to these chairs over the past 28 weeks and they were becoming increasingly comfortable to her. She was laying mostly flat with her upper back and shoulders raised. Her elasticated jeans sat around her hips and her baggy shirt hitched up under her chest, exposing her now-large stomach. Cassandra and Jane were standing near her head; James, however, was stuck at work and despite the mouthful that his wife had given him over the phone, there was no way of him getting to them on time. Eventually, Cassie had resigned herself to the fact that he wouldn't be able to make it and, after informing him that the argument was most certainly not over, had left him to it.

'Good. I'm just going to rub some of this gel onto your stomach. It's going to be a little cold.'

Maura nodded and let her get on with it. She, like most others involved, was now dying to know whether she was carrying a boy or a girl. Everyone she came into contact with had tried to guess the sex, from Jane and Angela to the pizza delivery guy. Frankie, Korsak and Angela had their bets on a girl whilst Jane and Frost were convinced it was a boy. Neither Maura or the parents to be had given it a lot of thought. The Vaughns insisted that they didn't care what it was as long as it was healthy and Maura had been too distracted by other things before to even consider the sex of the baby. Now though, she could barely wait.

She felt the cool gel on her bare skin and looked up at the screen. The 'splodge' had been much smaller last time she had seen it. It almost scared her to think that it had grown in her stomach.

'There's your..' The midwife moved the stick over Maura's stomach. 'Oh..'

'Oh?' Maura whimpered, squeezing Cassandra's hand. 'Don't say oh.. What's wrong?'

'Nothing, I.. Sorry, just.. Is there a history of twins in the family?'

'Yeah,' Cassandra said quickly. 'James's father is a twin and- Pardon?'

'Congratulations, you're having twins.' The woman smiled. 'Would you like to know the sexes?'

'Yes please.' Cassandra grinned at Maura. 'God, you spend your whole life waiting for a baby and then all of a sudden, two come along at once.'

'Typical, isn't it?'

'Mm.'

'Here we go.. The one on the left here, you see it? It's a boy.'

'A boy.. Wow.. And the other?'

The nurse moved the stick over again. 'It's a girl. Congratulations, one of each.'

'Oh my God.. One of each..' Cassandra could barely speak. 'I.. Wow.'

Jane grinned. 'Amazing, huh?'

'Yeah..' Maura said quietly, a small smile on her face. 'Amazing.'

'No! No, no, no! What the hell are you doing?'

'Janie, shouting at the TV isn't going to help.' Angela rolled her eyes as she sat down on the sofa.

'Ma, even you could make a better decision than that. Why would they send Regis off? He's playing better than that whole damn team put together. Fricking refs these days, I swear you have to have an IQ of 70 or less to get the job..'

'If you say so, baby. Out of interest, has Maura's morning sickness come back again?'

'No, why?'

'She's in the bathroom again.'

'Oh yeah, she's just brushing her teeth.'

Angela frowned. 'I swear she cleaned them half an hour ago..'

'She did,' Jane grinned. 'It's a craving. She's even taken to chewing her toothbrush after she's used it. And mine when I stay here.'

'That's.. kinda weird.'

'Uh huh. I think it might be a mint thing, she keeps stealing my chewing gum.'

'Really? I thought she refused to chew gum?'

'Yeah, she says it gives you stomach ulcers or something. Plus when you spit it out, your germs are released into the air and anyone can breathe them in. But baby gets what baby wants.'

'I guess so. It could be a chewing thing actually. Your Aunt Clara had a sucking craving when she was pregnant with Marco. She went through bags of ice poles everyday for weeks.'

Jane grinned. 'Lovely. Maybe you should make some of your herb and tomato bread, that takes a lot of chewing.'

'Cheeky cow.' Angela elbowed her daughter lightly. 'I'll have you know, your great-grandmother taught me that recipe.'

'My bad.'

'Jane, have you seen my.. My, uh.. You know..'

Jane looked round at Maura, who was standing in the kitchen with a puzzled expression on her tired face. Pregnancy memory loss had started to kick in recently and it was driving everyone insane.

'No sweetie, I don't know. What are you looking for?'

'Funnily enough Jane, if I could remember then I'd tell you..'

'Okay.. Well, just tell me when you remember. You want to watch something else?'

'No, you're okay. Got any chewing gum?'

Jane repressed a smirk and dug around in her pocket. 'Of course Maura. I don't come here without it anymore. Here you go.'

Maura took the packet gratefully and stuffed a piece in her mouth. 'What's the time?'

'Just gone six.' Jane answered quickly, stifling a yawn. 'God, I'm exhausted.'

Maura's head snapped up. 'You're exhausted, are you? You're exhausted?'

'Hey, hey, hey, calm down. Sorry, I didn't think. Okay?'

'Clearly.'

'Alright you two, calm down. I'm going start on dinner in a minute, what do you fancy?' Angela directed the question to Maura, trying to appease her. 'I could make Penne all'arrabbiata, you love that.'

The question, however simple, seemed to calm the furious blonde down and she answered sweetly. 'That'd be lovely. Did you know that arrabbiata is Italian for angry? It's called that because of the heat of the chillies that are used.'

Jane couldn't help but laugh. 'No, I didn't know that. Is there anything you don't know?'

Maura thought for a minute. 'Well, I still don't know what I was looking for when I came in here…'

Just a silly little end piece in there to make it a bit longer :P Next chapter will be up soon but for now, I'm off. Au revoir.