A/N: I'm so sorry about the delay in updates, but I hope you all enjoy this chapter. :)

With a month and a half until Maura's due date, Mrs. Ackerman had put the finishing touches on the surprise baby shower she had been planning. Jane liked to be involved in even the smallest details of Maura's pregnancy, but for this she was willing to step aside and let her mom and Mrs. Ackerman take charge. Baby showers weren't Jane's area of expertise, especially baby showers involving an abundance of pink streamers and other even pinker decorations.

Jane had never enjoyed baby showers, but this particular baby shower was going to be different. Her wife was going to be the center of attention and Jane would never miss an opportunity to see everyone focused on Maura and telling her how happy they are for her and how excited they are for Sofia's arrival. Although she was still in Maura's womb or her home, this was going to be Sofia Rizzoli's first party and, as her proud mom, Jane had no intentions of missing anything that celebrated the birth of her baby girl.

While Mrs. Ackerman and Angela were decorating and preparing for the shower, Jane took it upon herself to get Maura out of the house so as not to ruin the surprise. Jane always enjoyed every opportunity she was given to spend with Maura, but with Sofia soon arriving Jane wanted to spend as much time spoiling Maura as she possibly could. For the past few months, their lives revolved around Hannah and Baby Rizzoli and Jane wanted her wife to know that she still viewed her as more than a mom to their children; she was still Maura, the woman Jane had fallen in love with and loved more with each passing day.

Getting Maura out of the house had proven to be more difficult than Jane had expected now that the nursery was ready for Sofia's arrival. Maura had already purchased a crib, a changing table, chest of drawers, and an old-fashioned wooden rocking chair that she could sit in whenever she needed to nurse Sofia or rock her to sleep.

There weren't any clothes in the drawers except for receiving blankets and the onesie she had wrapped her pregnancy test in the day she told Jane she was pregnant, but Jane would still catch Maura smiling as she ran her fingers along the fabric. She was thinking about their baby girl—Jane knew—and, although Jane and Hannah were excited about the baby, their excitement paled in comparison to Maura's.

"Six more weeks until we get to meet her," Maura brought to Jane's attention as they were sitting on a park bench. Jane had offered to take Maura to a restaurant, but all her wife wanted was her usual two scoops of ice cream while Jane held her.

"I have dreams about her," Jane admitted.

"You told me about the dream when she poked you."

"I know," Jane smiled. "But these dreams are different. These are about watching you hold her and how much you're going to smile the first time you have her in your arms. She isn't even born yet and she gives me so much hope—her and Hannah."

"Jane?"

When she noticed her wife's tone had changed, she held her even closer than before. "You're thinking about her," Jane said matter-of-factly. "Maura, she's going to be okay. You've been keeping all of your appointments and your doctor said there is nothing for you to worry about."

"I'm afraid of giving birth to her," Maura admitted. "I'm afraid of complications during childbirth and the possibility of having an episiotomy and—"

"Episiotomy?" Jane interrupted. She wasn't sure what Maura was referring to, but if it was as bas as its name sounded, Jane was afraid for her wife.

"It's an incision on the perineum," Maura informed her wife, but the blank expression on Jane's face made her unsure of whether Jane was confused or frightened. "An episiotomy can prevent severe tears that—" She stopped when she noticed the color start to drain from her wife's face. "Jane?"

"That happens during childbirth?" Jane asked in disbelief. "Maura, I love your—I love her."

Maura tilted her head. "Her?"

"Your—" Jane motioned with her eyes. "Her."

"You love my vagina?" Maura asked just as a mother and her child were walking past them. The woman blushed and covered her son's ears, although Jane doubted he knew what the word actually meant at his age.

"There's a reason I didn't come out and say it," Jane pointed out. "Some parents aren't as forward as you are."

"But we won't be like that," Maura told her wife. "Sofia is going to know the proper terminology and she's going to be able to ask us questions. I don't want her to grow up feeling ashamed of her body and the same goes for Hannah."

"She confides in me…on occasion," Jane smirked. "But I'm worried about you right now. You've never told me about this fear. I'm your wife, Maura. I wanna help you."

Maura looked around to ensure she wouldn't embarrass Jane again. "There are some massages my doctor told me about yesterday—perineal massages—and I'd appreciate it if you helped me with them."

"Massages?" Jane asked. The thought of massaging Maura while simultaneously making childbirth easier made her start to perk up. "Massaging you is my area of expertise."

"I know," Maura smiled at her wife's eagerness. "While we're in bed tonight, I'll show you what to do."

When her wife wasn't looking, Jane grabbed the spoon from Maura's ice cream cup and sampled what little bit of ice cream Maura would allow. When Maura had finished the final spoonful, Jane helped her off the bench and the two of them made their way back home for Maura's surprise baby shower.

As they stood in front of the door, Jane purposely struggled with the lock to give their guests time to prepare.

"I'll be right there, Ma!" Hannah shouted. Maura wondered why her wife was having so much trouble with the door, but before she could intervene Hannah unlocked the door. It was all a part of their plan and Maura was none the wiser.

The moment she entered their house, Maura was greeted by the sound of their guests shouting 'surprise' in unison. Her mother-in-law, her daughter, and new and old friends alike were there, but the greatest surprise Maura received that afternoon was seeing her mother for the first time since before she and Jane were married.

Seeing all of the pink decorations, the cake, and gifts all for her and Sofia moved Maura to tears. It was the first time anybody had planned a party for her, let alone gone through all of the trouble it had taken to keep it a secret.

"Thank you," Maura said as she attempted to dry her eyes.

Jane wanted to hold her, but she watched as her Mrs. Isles made her way over to her daughter and wrapped her arms around her as best as she could with Baby Rizzoli's home in between them. "You're glowing, Maura," Constance remarked. "Pregnancy looks beautiful on you."

"Your second granddaughter is almost here," Jane pointed out in hopes that it would keep a conversation going between Maura and her mother.

"I've been getting acquainted with my first granddaughter," Constance smiled. "Hannah reminds me so much of you, Jane."

"We're very proud of her," Maura told her mother. "She's excelling in sports and in academics."

"And driving," Hannah added. "Grandma let me drive to the store and back by myself. I didn't even get a speeding ticket or wreck the car or anything."

"Hannah Grace Rizzoli!" Jane tried to hide her frustration. "Whose car did you drive?"

"Yours," Hannah said proudly. "I only ran one red light, too! Aren't you proud?"

"She's only joking," Constance laughed. "I was in the passenger seat the entire time and she didn't make a single mistake."

Hannah gave her mother a smug look. "I'll be expecting my apology now."

"She really is like you," Angela commented as she approached them. "Janie, Maura, it's time for the games to start."

"Games?" Maura asked excitedly. "There's going to be baby shower games?"

"Ma," Jane groaned. "Let Maura play and I'll…supervise."

"You're playing, Ma," Hannah glared at her. "If Emma is making me play baby shower games, I'm not going to say anything about Grandma making you play baby shower games."

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

"Only because it's for her," Jane pointed out. "…and for you."

The first game was the Tummy Measure game and Jane watched as her mom and Mrs. Ackerman got a spool of kite string and a pair of scissors. While Angela and Mrs. Ackerman were preoccupied with cutting the length of string that Emma had guessed was the measurement of Maura's tummy, Jane wrapped her arms around her wife from behind. To the majority of the guests, it looked like an affectionate gesture, but Hannah caught on to what her mother was doing.

"Ma's cheating!" Hannah announced.

"Jane Clementine Rizzoli," Angela said in a stern tone of voice that was reminiscent of when she lectured Jane as a child.

"I'm not cheating, Ma" Jane argued. "I love my wife, we're in this special time in our marriage, she looks beautiful, she's so happy right now, and all I want to do is hug her."

"Nice try," Angela remarked. "I know you're trying to measure Maura with your arms so you could win."

"I'm not," Jane insisted, but it was no use.

"You're officially banned from every game," Angela pointed out and Jane tried her hardest to be disappointed.

Since she could no longer play any of the games, Jane spent the rest of the time watching her wife enjoy the games and holding her hand every chance she was given. Maura was never without a smile on her face throughout the entire baby shower. She answered everyone's questions about Sofia and Hannah and Emma chimed in about the baby's name being chosen because of a poll on Instagram and Facebook at Emma's birthday party. Maura was the center of attention and seeing her wife so happy was what finally got Jane to enjoy being at a baby shower. When it was time to open gifts, she was right there reading the cards aloud with her and holding up each gift that Maura opened. By the end of the baby shower, Sofia had a full wardrobe including a Red Sox headband that one of their guests had thought Jane would enjoy. There were toys and knitted sweaters and beanies for her courtesy of Angela and a car seat and a stroller from Constance. Baby Rizzoli was already being spoiled by both of her grandmothers, but Jane was even more thrilled by Maura being spoiled for the first time with her mother's love and attention.

When their guests were gone and everything had been cleaned up, Maura sat in the living room with Constance and Angela. As much as she wanted to be alone with her wife, Jane enjoyed seeing the two of them make a fuss over Maura and ease all of her worries. "You're going to be fine," Angela reassured her.

"I know," Maura smiled. "Everything will be okay with Jane by my side."