Maura had reached her twentieth week, which meant the halfway point in her pregnancy. With Jane unable to attend Baby Rizzoli's appointment with her, Maura decided to go by herself instead of rescheduling. She had considered rescheduling an earlier appointment, but Jane wouldn't hear of it. The healthy development of Baby Rizzoli was their priority above attending appointments together. If Jane couldn't attend with her, the two of them would discuss the appointment while Jane held her in bed that night, but this appointment was going to be different. This was the appointment—or that's what they were referring to it as. After months of curiosity, they were finally going to find out the sex of Baby Rizzoli and there was no way she was going to make Jane wait until it was time for them to settle in for bed.

As she sat down on the couch after the appointment, she replayed her doctor's words in her mind and grew more elated by the second. "Mrs. Rizzoli, it looks like you'll be welcoming a baby girl into your house this October," were her doctors words to her and since that moment her mind was filled with thoughts about their baby girl.

Maura was so lost in thought that the sound of her phone ringing startled her. She was hesitant to answer until she saw Jane's picture displayed on her screen.

"Babe?"

"How was the appointment?" Jane asked excitedly. "No, don't tell me over the phone. We're going out. Our daughter just scored the winning run, my wife is at the midway point in her pregnancy, and I get to find out if Baby Rizzoli is a boy or a girl. Babe, I'm having the best day and taking you somewhere will only make it better."

She knew her wife couldn't see her reaction, but she couldn't help smiling at Jane's enthusiasm. Maura had wanted to spend a relaxing night at home with Jane, but if Jane wanted to go out Maura wasn't about to object. Ever since they found out Maura was pregnant, Jane had made sure her wife was taken care of and given anything she wanted. There were numerous outings and events that they missed on account of Maura feeling sick and Jane never complained. Instead, they'd cuddle with each other in bed and talk about the baby or Jane would massage her and give her all the affection she could handle. Maura was spoiled to say the least, but now that she was feeling better, she wanted to show Jane how much she appreciated everything she had done for her and if an outing was what Jane wanted, an outing is exactly what she would have.

As Maura searched her closet for something to wear, she stared longingly at her pre-pregnancy clothes. There were form-fitting dresses and skirts, all of which she wouldn't be able to wear again for months. Instead, she pulled out a maternity dress that she had purchased a few days ago. The dress was knee-length and light pink and Maura hoped the color of her dress would serve as a subtle hint for Jane. While Maura changed into her dress, she caught sight of her figure in the mirror. Although she missed the way she used to dress, Maura loved her continually growing baby bump. Now that she was showing, she noticed a difference in Jane's interactions with her and with others whenever they went out. Jane was filled with pride and she'd always answer people's questions about the baby before Maura was even given a chance.

Maura debated how she was going to tell Jane they were having a girl. Other than the pink dress (which she wasn't sure Jane would notice), she wasn't sure how she was going to break the news to her wife. She knew Jane wouldn't be disappointed they were having a girl although her heart was set on Maura having a boy. Instead of a future player for the Bruins or the Red Sox, they were going to have a miniature Maura and Jane knew there couldn't be a downside to a pint-sized version of her wife running around the house.

When she heard the front door open, Maura hurried over there as quickly as she could although her pace had slowed significantly now that she was at the midway point in her pregnancy. When she saw Jane, all she wanted to do was leap into her arms, but she realized it would be months before she could do that again. Instead, Jane lifted Maura up and cradled her as she walked to the bedroom. Unlike the other times she cradled Maura, she had to gently lie her down instead of playfully dropping her on the bed with Maura retaliating by grabbing Jane by her belt loops and pulling her on top of her.

From her spot on the bed, Maura was given the perfect view of her wife's physique as she changed out of the t-shirt and jeans she wore to Hannah's game. Ever since her second trimester began and her nausea eased up, their level of intimacy had skyrocketed. She eyed Jane, she craved her, and on more than one occasion, she wore her out. There were nights and even mornings in which she'd leave Jane breathless and in need of a recovery period, but there were never any complaints from her wife. Jane Rizzoli was a satisfied woman and she was going to enjoy Maura's hypersexual period for as long as she could.

"Where's Hannah?" Maura asked, trying to keep her mind off of what her wife looks like naked.

"She's with her softball team," Jane said as she buttoned her shirt. "They're going out for pizza and then she's spending the night at her friend's house, which means we get an entire night to ourselves."

Maura's mind flooded with scenarios, all of which involved Jane with little to no clothing on. "Let's stay home tonight," she suggested.

"No," Jane insisted. "We have time for that later. You look too pretty to just stay home. We'll do anything you want to do."

Maura briefly debated the possibilities. She knew Jane meant they could do anything she wanted to do outside, but her mind was still on ravishing her wife. "Baby Rizzoli likes ice cream," Maura said hesitantly.

"Baby Rizzoli or you?" Jane quipped.

Now that her nausea was gone, Maura had strong cravings for ice cream. She was indiscriminate against flavors, which made it easy for Jane when she had to go on ice cream runs in the middle of the night. With all the ice cream they were buying, Jane highly contemplated buying stock in Ben & Jerry's or Baskin Robbins. Although their freezer was usually well-stocked with ice cream, one side had designated cups for Jane and Hannah while the other side was strictly "Maura only." Maura's 'house rule' was that she was able to grab ice cream from Jane and Hannah's side, but they had to keep their hands off of her side. It was an unfair rule, but she wasn't in the mood to argue with a pregnant woman, especially when that pregnant woman was her wife.

While walking around in downtown Boston, Jane and Maura stopped to get ice cream because, according to Maura, Baby Rizzoli wanted some. Jane had suggested she get two scoops on her cone, but Maura insisted on only having one. Jane knew where this was headed, so she ordered a flavor that Maura would like in case she had to give it up.

Just as Jane had suspected, Maura lapped up her single scoop of ice cream and wanted more. She flashed Jane an innocent smile, one she could never say no to.

"It's for Baby Rizzoli," Maura reminded her.

After one more lick, Jane handed her ice cream over to Maura who finished it in record time.

"Do you even enjoy the flavor or do you just inhale it?" Jane asked. She had meant it as a joke, but when the tears started to flow from Maura's eyes, she knew there was no taking it back.

Maura's hormones were acting up, but instead of being upset, she cried into Jane's shoulder and wrapped her arms around her wife. Jane tried everything she could to comfort her, but she knew Maura's crying was beyond her control.

While Maura was still clinging to her, Jane noticed a Build-A-Bear Workshop up ahead. "We should make a gift for the baby," Jane told her. She was relieved when she noticed her suggestion brought a smile to Maura's face. The left shoulder of Jane's shirt was now stained with a combination of tears and mascara, but she didn't mind. If she was having a difficult time with this pregnancy, she could just imagine what Maura was going through.

Jane and Maura walked hand-in-hand into the brightly colored store filled with stuffed animals and clothing and accessories for them. There were children excitedly running around and the two of them imagined Baby Rizzoli being the same way in a few years.

They chose a simple brown teddy bear and handed it to the teenage girl who was working at the teddy bear stuffing station. The girl reminded them of Emma and they couldn't help picturing her having a job there once she was sixteen.

"Have either of you been here before?" the girl asked.

"No," Jane responded nervously. She couldn't help feeling as if something embarrassing was in store for her.

Maura looked closely at the girl so she could read her nametag. "I've been here, Danielle, but my wife hasn't and she should have the full experience."

"That can be arranged," Danielle said as she exchanged smiles with Maura.

"Maura, what's going on?" Jane asked, but Maura ignored her question.

"Who is the bear for?" Danielle asked.

"Our baby," Jane said proudly.

"Aww," Danielle cooed. "We'll have to make the heart ceremony extra special then."

"The heart ceremony?" Jane asked. "There's a ceremony. We can't just put stuffing in a bear?"

"Your wife wants you to have the full experience," Danielle said as she handed Jane a heart. "Okay, first I want you to rub the heart on your wife's tummy."

"Really?" Jane asked sarcastically.

"It's for Baby Rizzoli," Maura reminded her.

Jane was unable to refuse after hearing that, so she mentally prepared herself for the embarrassment that was about to take place. She rubbed the heart over Maura's baby bump and then waited for Danielle's next command.

"Now, rub the heart on your head so the teddy and your baby can be really smart," Danielle said in a cutesy voice. "Next, I want you to rub the heart over your ears so the baby and the teddy will be good listeners." By that time, Jane was getting an audience of children and parents alike. "Rub it on your heart for lots of love."

"Is this almost over?" Jane murmured, but neither Danielle nor Maura wanted to make this easy for her.

"Now spin around like a pretty princess," Danielle told her.

"Do I look like the type of woman who wants to spin around like a pretty princess?" Jane asked.

"It's for Baby Rizzoli," Maura repeated.

"Fine," Jane groaned. She tried to spin around as gracefully as she could while a hoard of preschoolers giggled.

Maura gave her a quick peck on the cheek. "You're doing good, babe. Our little princess would appreciate it."

"Our little princess?" Jane asked in disbelief. "So, we're…"

"We're having a baby girl," Maura announced. She had meant for her statement to be heard only by Jane but she couldn't contain her excitement.

Before Jane could react, the women in the store began fussing over Maura and asking her questions. They wanted to know when she was due and if she had any names chosen. Some even offered her advice and exchanged contact info with her. Her wife was the center of attention and Jane knew it was what she deserved.

"Danielle," Jane said excitedly. "Let's do this. I'll endure whatever torture you have left for me."

When it was over, Jane kissed the plush, satin heart and placed it inside the teddy bear before Danielle stitched it up.

After choosing a pink and white Red Sox shirt for the teddy bear, Jane and Maura left the store hand-in-hand. They were having a baby girl and Jane knew it was only a matter of time before that baby girl grew into a miniature version of Maura complete with a child-sized lab coat.