Three years later.
"Jane, are you sure they're coming today?" Maura asked, frantically tucking a stray throw pillow back onto the couch.
"Yes, Maur, they're coming today. Just calm down for a sec and chill out. They'll be here in a few minutes. Let's just calm down and get you a cup of tea, shall we?" Jane soothed, taking Maura's arm in hers and leading her to the kitchen island.
Not thirty seconds later, three raps sounded at the door and Maura started hyperventilating. Jane squeezed her hand, ran her thumb over the white-gold wedding band, and kissed her on the temple before answering the door.
"Hey, come on in!" Jane greeted, gesturing for the Isles' to enter their abode.
"Thank you, Jane," Jonathan said before throwing an arm around her in a cavalier hug.
"Yes, thank you, Jane," Constance agreed before slipping off her shoes and outerwear.
"Maura, dear," Jonathan smiled as he quickly stripped out of his trench coat and made his way over to his daughter. They embraced warmly, a smile gracing Maura's features. Constance came up beside them and shared the typical French la bise: kisses on each cheek.
"Hello, darling."
"Hello, mother. Can I get you two anything?" Maura asked, getting up from her seat. Constance placed a hand on her shoulder and sat her back down.
"Don't worry about us, dear, we know our way around by now," she assured her daughter, and with that moved around the kitchen to make tea.
"Yes, so, what is it you two wished to tell us?" Jonathan asked, clapping his hand together once enthusiastically.
Jane and Maura exchanged looks, silently deciding who would be the one to tell them. Maura's glare triumphed and Jane sighed in defeat.
"Well, Mr. Isles-"
"Jonathan, I've told you," he interrupted.
"Right," Jane nodded. "Well, you two have been living in Boston for how long now?"
Now it was the older couple's turn to share a glance.
"Almost two years," Constance responded, walking over to stand next to her husband.
"And do you have any plans to move elsewhere with any haste?" Maura interjected, smirking at Jane's thankful smile.
Jonathan and Constance traded looks of confusion. "No… should we?"
"No, no, not at all!" Maura exclaimed quickly. "It's just, we were just wondering if you were going to be around in the future, so that you could be a part of your grandchild's life."
Jane's in-laws paused completely in what she can only assume was shock. She and Maura were just about to step forward to see if they were still breathing when they seemed to shudder back to life, giant grins breaking across their faces.
They traded hugs and congratulations between them all before Constance took the opportunity to speak.
"I know we didn't do the best with you, Maura, and I'm sorry for that. I wish I could do it all over again, but if you'll let us, we'll be some of the best grandparents any child could ask for," she promised.
Maura's eyes glittered with unshed tears and she nodded, unable to speak. Jane reached out to grasp Constance's hand in her own and squeezed. "Thank you."
There we go kids. That's it, that's all. I was asked for an epilogue and here it is. So I hope you've enjoyed the road with me, darlings. Off to other storylines!