A/N: This is extremely on the fluffy side. Just thought I'd warn you. :)

While Hannah was preparing her Valentine's Day gift for Emma, she was startled by the sound of screaming coming from the master bedroom.

"Mom! Mom, are you okay?" Hannah asked as she rushed over to her parents' bedroom. When she heard her mom's screams turn to laughter, she finally felt at ease.

"Hannah, come in," Maura urged.

"What's up?" Hannah asked. "You scared me for a moment."

"You're going to be a big sister!" Maura said excitedly.

Hannah jumped onto the bed with her mom. "I am? Seriously? I've always wanted to be a big sister, but my mom…I mean…you know who…never wanted to have any more kids. She never even wanted me, either." Hannah noticed the look on Maura's face go from excitement to sadness. Why am I telling her this right now? This is her big moment. "Mom, I'm sorry—"

"No," Maura said as she held her hand. "Don't be sorry. You and I both know what it's like to feel unloved, but we never have to feel that again. We have each other. We have Jane. We even have Bass and Jo Friday."

"And we're going to have this little one," Hannah said. She gently put her hand to Maura's abdomen in hopes of being able to feel the baby. "When are you going to start showing? You're still so tiny. I wouldn't even have guessed you were pregnant."

"I'm only five weeks along," Maura told her. "I won't start showing until my eleventh or twelfth week."

"And when do we find out if you're having a boy or a girl?" Hannah asked. "I wanna know. Mom, I want him or her to be born already. Do you want a boy or do you want a girl?"

Maura affectionately pulled her daughter closer to her. She was rarely given time alone with Hannah, so she wanted to cherish the moment. Hannah was resting her head on Maura's shoulder and Maura started twirling strands of Hannah's long, dark hair. It was unruly, just like Jane's, and Maura couldn't get over how the two of them could look so much alike and act so much alike without being blood-related. Realizing Hannah was waiting for an answer was what brought Maura back to reality. "Jane wants a boy, but I want a girl. It would be nice to have a house full of girls."

"Not all girls," Hannah pointed out. "Bass isn't a girl. Maybe you should have a boy so Bass won't feel left out."

"He doesn't mind," Maura said jokingly. "Bass likes being the man of the house. Although, Jane thinks she is the man of the house."

"She practically is," Hannah told her. "She's the king of the castle and you're the queen."

"Does that make you the princess?" Maura asked, knowing it would get a negative reaction from Hannah.

Just as Maura expected, Hannah pretended to gag. "Eww! I've always hated that princess crap. So gross, but Emma likes it, so I guess she can be my princess. I'll be a knight."

"Okay, Dame Hannah," Maura said as she grabbed her by the hand. "Follow me to the kitchen. I have something to show you."

"Something cool?" Hannah asked.

"Very cool," Maura responded. She wasn't used to using colloquialisms on a daily basis, but with a teenager in the house she was starting to integrate them into her vocabulary.

When they arrived in the kitchen, Maura grabbed an apple and sliced it in half. Whenever she could away with it, Hannah's diet consisted of pizza, burgers, chips, and soda. Fruits and vegetables were her mortal enemy. Watching Maura slice an apple worried Hannah. She's going to lecture me, but instead Maura carefully scooped out one of the seeds and held it in her hand.

"Do you see how small this seed is?" Maura asked. "That's the size your baby brother or sister is right now."

Hannah took the seed out of Maura's hand. "No way! The baby is this small right now? But this is like nothing."

Maura couldn't stop smiling at Hannah's reaction. "You were once this size. We all were."

"Really?" Hannah asked. "I just find it so hard to believe that something the size of an apple seed is going to grow into my baby brother or sister."

"He or she was even smaller last week," Maura pointed out. "The baby is going to grow and change so much each week."

"I have an idea," Hannah said excitedly. "Let's keep this seed on the countertop! We'll keep this there and then next week we'll add something else that's the same size of the baby so we can see how big he or she has gotten in just a week. It'll be so cool and then we can keep notes on the fridge about things that are happening with the baby and we can write things to him or her. Please, Mom? Can we?"

Maura still couldn't get over Hannah's excitement. Jane and Maura had worried about Hannah feeling replaced by the baby, but she was relieved to find out Hannah felt no such thing. She was just as excited about this baby as Maura was. "Of course we can."

"What does the baby look like right now?" Hannah asked. "Does he or she already have tiny little fingers and toes?"

"Not yet," Maura told her. "He or she looks like a tadpole right now."

"Eww, weird," Hannah laughed.

"Very weird," Maura agreed. "But the baby's organs are already forming. He or she already has a heart."

"No way!" Hannah said in disbelief. "This is so crazy! Mom, you have a baby in you! How does it feel?"

"It's a beautiful feeling," Maura told her. She couldn't stop smiling when she thought about how Jane might react. "Jane and I really want this baby, but that doesn't mean—"

"I know," Hannah interrupted. "That doesn't mean you want me any less or that I'm going to be replaced. I don't feel that way at all. I know you both are still my moms and you still love me. Me and the baby are going to be at two very different stages in our lives. When he or she is born, I'll be a sophomore and doing high school things like dating and playing sports and driving a car. The baby will be doing baby things like learning to crawl and saying his or her first word. I know you and Ma will be busy with the baby, but I also know that you'll never refuse to help me with my science and math homework and Ma will always be up for playing catch with me and hanging out by the river and I know you two will always try to go to my games. I know sometimes you can't because of work, but that's when Uncle Tommy or Grandma go and Emma is at every single game regardless. I'm never at a loss for love, Mom. Never. You have nothing to worry about."

Maura couldn't stop smiling. Her daughter may have been fourteen, but her maturity never ceased to amaze Maura. "You may not be at a loss for love, but there's something else you're at a loss for."

"What?" Hannah asked.

"Eat this," Maura commanded. She put the sliced apple on a small plate and set it in front of Hannah.

"I'm full," Hannah said.

"If you could finish an entire bag of potato chips, you could finish this," Maura pointed out. "You're a growing girl and you need to eat fruit."

"You should eat it," Hannah insisted. "You're pregnant and pregnant women need to eat healthy. Do it for the baby, Mom."

"You're becoming more like Jane each day," Maura laughed. She knew she wasn't going to win this battle with her stubborn daughter, so she grabbed a jar of peanut butter from the cabinet and gave it to Hannah. "Will this help?"

"It's a start," Hannah told her. "Can I have fluff and chocolate syrup?"

"Only because it's Valentine's Day and we're celebrating," Maura pointed out. "After today, you're eating healthy."

"Fine," Hannah groaned. "But I think you should have a slice of my peanut butter and fluff apple before I put chocolate syrup on it. Peanut butter and fluff is a staple food in the Rizzoli household and we need to get the baby used to it from an early age."

"Just one slice," Maura said, but that one slice turned into her cutting an entire apple for herself. It was only a matter of time before Maura's apple was also covered in peanut butter, fluff, and chocolate syrup.

"Mom?"

"Hmm?" Maura asked. Her mouth was full of apple and her fingers were smeared with chocolate syrup. Hannah had never seen her mom this unladylike and she had to admit that Maura was definitely more fun this way.

"Me and the baby are really lucky to have you as a mom."

Jane arrived an hour later, so Hannah and Maura had plenty of time to hide any evidence of what had happened that afternoon. For weeks, Maura had rehearsed how she was going to tell Jane about the baby and she didn't want to spoil the surprise by Jane overhearing them talk or seeing something she and Hannah had written for the baby.

"It's our little secret," Maura said to Hannah when Jane went into the bedroom to change.

"Got it," Hannah responded. She was still thrilled that Maura had shared such a huge secret with her.

"How are my two favorite girls?" Jane asked after she had changed into jeans and a sweatshirt.

"Good," Hannah told her. "Just a little nervous."

"Because it's your first Valentine's Day with Emma?" Jane teased. "There's no need to be nervous. You're a little Casanova, just like me."

Maura raised an eyebrow at Jane. "Please elaborate. The Jane Rizzoli I know is married."

"Yeah, Ma, you're on lockdown now," Hannah said jokingly.

"And I wouldn't have it any other way," Jane insisted. "I love my wife."

After hearing that, Maura moved closer to Jane on the couch. She reached out to hold Jane's hand and, although they were married, they still felt the same spark they always did when their fingers were intertwined. It brought Jane so much comfort to know she'd probably be feeling this spark for the rest of her life.

"Ma?"

"What's up?"

"How should I give her the ring?" Hannah asked nervously.

"It's Emma," Jane pointed out. "She's going to want some overly romantic gesture."

"I can do that," Hannah told her. "I've already done something kinda romantic today. Mom took a picture of me holding a handmade sign that says 'Hannah loves Emma' and I posted it on Instagram for all of our friends to see. She left a really long comment about how sweet that was and how lucky she is to have me as her girlfriend."

"Very cute," Jane told her.

"How about if you write down everything that you love about her?" Maura suggested. "That's how I was proposed to, but please tell me you're just giving her a birthstone ring and not proposing."

"I'm not proposing, Mom," Hannah insisted. "I'm only fourteen. I'll propose when I'm seventeen or eighteen."

Jane and Maura hoped she'd change her mind by then, so they tried not to take that statement too seriously. "How about if you get in character?" Jane asked. "Emma's favorite movie of all time is Say Anything. Do that thing with the boom box, or your iPod speakers since you kids don't use boom boxes anymore. Why don't you stand out in her yard and play your song to get her attention and when she comes down you could tell her why she's special to you and then give her the ring. It might be a little on the cheesy side, but Emma loves that stuff."

"I love it!" Hannah said excitedly. "How do you know so much about women? You're like an expert."

"Not even," Jane insisted. "I'm no expert, but I know enough. I still don't know how I did it, but just a little over a year ago, I convinced the most beautiful woman ever created to be my girlfriend and now she's my wife. I'm still overwhelmed by how lucky I am to wake up next to her every morning and hold her every night. I never believed in soulmates or true love until I met her, but now I know what it's like to love a woman so much that it hurts to be apart from her."

"Babe," Maura said softly. She didn't know if it was her hormones or Jane's words or maybe even a combination of the two, but Maura couldn't stop the tears that had started to flow.

As Jane held onto Maura, Hannah took it as her cue to exit. "I'll leave you lovebirds alone," she said as she went to her room.

"Get your stuff ready," Jane called out to her. "I'll drive you to Emma's house in about ten minutes."

"Is that how you really feel about me?" Maura asked.

"Yes!" Jane insisted. "But that doesn't even begin to describe how much I love you."

"Jane?"

"Yes?"

"Hurry home."

Jane smiled at her. "Someone can't wait to see her Valentine's Day gift?"

Maura leaned in to give her wife a kiss. "That and I have something very important to tell you."