A/N: Ok guys, I'm flying by the seat of my pants here. I'm mostly writing on whim and fluff. I thought this was going to be the last chapter but I had an idea so there will be at least one more after this. Also, this will probably be the more sport heavy one as I love American Football. Reviews are love! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Not mine, JTam make them canon etc.
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"I can't believe they're still undefeated. I know they're a good team but I can never trust Belichick again. Not after 'Videogate' or whatever the media called it. His Lombardi's are tainted." It was the third week in October and the Patriots still hadn't lost a game. Jane played by the rules and she expected everyone to do the same. It was for that reason and that reason alone that she didn't own a Pats jersey. Maura did, on the other hand, own a jersey. It said Isles and had the number of a significant contribution she had given to a Kraft family-operated charity. Jane knew about that one, however Jane didn't know about the other one that said Victor 825. The game was late in its second quarter when Maura slipped inside the living room wearing nothing but a pair of panties and the specially made jersey.

"To who do I owe the pleasure…" Jane's mouth dropped open at the sight.

"It's 'to whom' Jane. And I thought I'd surprise you, it's not everyday you watch sports this calmly."

"Well, the Pats piss me off. But they're still my team." Jane beckoned Mara to come sit next to her, Maura complied as she usually did. The second quarter two-minute warning sounded as Jane clasped her hands on Maura's, tugging light as if to say 'sit on me, not next to me'. Yet again Maura did what Jane alluded to. Swinging her pantless legs over Janes' jeans-clad ones, she rested herself comfortably on top of Jane. She rested her head on Jane's shoulder to allow her to keep watching the game but still keeping the closeness. Jane loved the feeling of the good doctor on top of her. Having her on top wasn't a sign of submission but one of trust. She trusted Maura so much she let her take the lead. After the talk last week they had settled for another make out session, Jane still a bit apprehensive of taking the next step. Upon hearing the commentators cut to the studio Maura sat up and straightened her back to look at Jane. She bent forward to catch Jane's lips in a sweet kiss, settling down deeper on Jane's thighs as she deepened the kiss even further.

"Mmm... This is heaven... I love you..." Maura listened to Jane's delirious comments in between kisses as she dove in for seconds, thirds, fourths and fifths. What she didn't hear was the door unlock and open.

"Hey Maura, Jane, come help me with the groc- Oh. Oh. OH." The one and only, Angela Rizzoli came bustling in with bags upon bags of food. Right, family Sunday dinner at Maura's, how could they forget.

"Oh crap, I forgot about dinner tonight."

"It appears to have slipped my mind as well. I should probably go... change." Maura was still seated on Jane's lap and still only in a football jersey.

"Oh no, you ain't going nowhere missy. We need to talk to Ma."

"I am half naked Jane, this is barely appropriate clothing to wear to such a monumental exchange!" The whispered discussion between Maura and Jane only lasted a split second but to Angela it felt like an eternity. She still hadn't decide whether to drop the bags and go wait in the guest house or to just wait them out. Her curiosity got the best of her and she just stood there, bags in hand, mouth agape.

"I can hear you, you know."

"Yeah Ma, we are just having a slight... wardrobe malfunction here. Maura, take the blanket. It's not like you have anything my mother hasn't seen before." Maura bit back her 'you haven't seen it all yet' quip as the situation still felt awkward. Maura took the blanket and they both stood up to join Angela in the kitchen area. The game was completely abandoned, not that it mattered, the Patriots were leading with four touchdowns already.

"So, Ma, eh, me and Maura- don't correct me Maura- we're dating." Maura gave Jane a mild look of annoyance at her allusion but bit back her grammar lesson. There would be plenty of time for lessons later.

"I kind of got that from the scene I walked in on. When did this happen? How long? Why didn't you tell me, I'm your mother for Christ sake!" Angela wasn't angry, just frustrated they didn't share it with her. But how did they keep it from her, she was here nearly all the time. And so was Jane. Nothing was different. Except Jane had slept over many more times since the day she caught them cuddling on the sofa while watching a game. Maybe she had known. Oh, she knew but she wasn't going to tell them.

"A couple of weeks ago, we were watching a game and we kind of kissed."

"We definitely kissed and thing went from there. We even talked." Jane looked at Maura with a proud, adoring look, this wasn't turning out as badly as she initially thought when telling her mother. Angela flinched ever so slightly at the mention of a talk. Maura notice the micro expression but thought nothing of it.

"Does anyone else know?"

"No, not yet. We haven't actually talked about that part yet, we just wanted to start this right, I just wanted to start this thing right." It was Maura's turn to look at Jane with pride and adoration. Jane started fiddling with her hands in anticipation of what her mother's reaction was going to be now that she had the story from them.

"Alright. Maura's already family and I just want you to be happy Janie. To think you'd be the one to bag a doctor! Actually, you would be the one, your brothers are not as ambitious as you. Well, maybe Frankie but that's because he looks up to you." Jane started to blush, squirming even more now, this was fast turning into a nightmare.

"Ma! Please, a little respect."

"It's quite alright Jane, I 'bagged' myself quite a detective."

"Wait, does this mean we have to tell Frankie and Tommy now?"

"They are coming over later. Why not do it then? Jane, I should really put something more on and you need to help your mother with the groceries." Jane nodded and started walking toward the door as Maura turned to head to her bedroom. Or closet maybe, Jane wasn't sure, the closet would be more logical, she did need clothes. As she came up behind her mother Angela turned and enveloped her in a tight hug.

"Ma! Come on!" Nightmare.

"I'm so proud of you. You finally strapped a pair on and proclaimed your love, oh Janie, I've seen how you looked at her- What? Do I have something on my face?" Angela lifted her hand to feel around her mouth but Jane just shook her head. Jane was staring at her mother as if she'd grown an extra head.

"She kissed me. And what do you mean 'how you looked at her'?"

"Come on Jane, you've had a thing for her for a long time." Angela thought that maybe Jane really hadn't seen it until that fateful game day.

"Maybe, maybe. Now, let's get the things inside. Jeez Ma, did you buy out the entire store?"

"I just got the essentials, I also thought I might make your favorite. To celebrate." Jane just stared at her in disbelief.

"You knew?"

"I'm your mother, of course I knew. And I caught you and Maura 'talking' last week." Angela blushed at her confession.

"I'm taking your keys."

"Why would you take her keys away Jane?" Timing her entrance with maximum precision Maura appeared in an impeccable dress just in time to save Angela.

"So she'd stop interrupting... stuff." Maura circled Jane and stood up on her tippy toes to reach Jane's ear properly.

"If you play nicely there will be plenty of stuff to do in the locked bedroom."