Maura had never really fancied New York. The novelty of the city wore out when she was very young. Her mother had made it their base, so to speak. So after gallivanting the world, they would come home to New York. It never really struck as home to the blonde. After a superb visit to France, she fell head over heels in love with the country and decided to go to boarding school there. When her parents divorced in her early teens, her father moved to Boston permanently. Visiting her father on very few occasions, she decided she preferred the place better than 'the big apple'. Her father tragically passed on when she was in her early twenties, and left his entire fortune to her. In a letter he left, he expressed how sorry he was for not being what he ought to have been. Maura never quite understood what her father thought he could have done better, but somehow she felt a strange attachment to Boston and ended up settling there.

''I haven't been here in very long time. It looks different'', Jane mused. They had arrived a few hours ago and were taking a stroll in central park.

''I wouldn't go so far as to say it looks different, but I certainly haven't been in a long while too''.

The duo set on a bench and took in the scene before them. It was a nice sunny day and the park was busy as usual. But they were relaxed and had no hurry for anything at all. Jane had said they would not put anything on the agenda and would just be spontaneous. Maura was a little uneasy about doing things haphazardly but eventually caved. As they sat on the bench, the soft wind blew through Jane's hair and the brunette closed her eyes and sighed in contentment.

''I can feel you looking at me you know''. Jane said with her eyes still closed.

''I was under the impression that since I am your girlfriend now, I have the right''

''That you are. But I have a feeling there is something you would like to say to me'', when that was met with silence, Jane opened her eyes and turned to face Maura.

''You look nice with your hair like that. It's shorter, a little lighter, and significantly well taken care of''

''Thank you. But…?''

Maura hesitated for a bit, ''I loved it the way it was before'', she said in one breath.

Jane smiled. Maura was really cute, and so honest it was almost heart breaking. ''Be careful what you wish for next time''

''Sorry?'', Maura was a little lost.

''I mean, you always said you wish I would do something about my messy hair. Now you don't like it'', Jane made sure to use a lighter tone so Maura didn't misunderstand her.

''I guess you're right. I should be more careful what I ask for next time''

''Thank you though'', Jane then added seriously. ''for being honest with me. It's not every day that you get a girlfriend who tells you the honest truth, regardless of whether it is good or bad''

''I didn't mean it negatively-''

''I know'', Jane cut off. ''you mean it's nice, but comparing…., you liked it the way it was. Maybe all the nagging will stop now'', she playfully poked the doctor in the ribs, making her giggle like a school girl. ''I love you Maura Isles''

''I love you too Jane Rizzoli''

They went to a nearby Applebee's and had a light late lunch. Eventually they ended up in their hotel room, lounging up just waiting for dinner with Constance.

''I'm a little nervous about meeting your mother you know. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all''. A make out session had turned into full blown love making leaving the brunette feeling marginally vulnerable.

''Backing out now Detective?'', Maura teased. The best way to get Jane to do something was to turn it into a challenge - she was just too easy sometimes.

''Nooooo'', she growled, already feeling defensive. ''I just don't know what to expect. I am so out of my element here, and the last thing I want is problems between us''

Maura lazily drew circles on Jane's arm. They were lying naked, tangled together. ''If you must know, my mother is one of the last reasons that can cause problems between us''

''Well, that's settled'', Jane said sarcastically.

''Jane. You know what my mother and I have could hardly be called a relationship. We're more like two people bound together by a document. The only reason we talk and see each other is purely out of obligation''

''So why are we meeting her for dinner then. Is it obligation too'', Jane's tone was a touch angry all of a sudden.

''Don't say that. You suggested this''

''So if I hadn't I was never going to meet your mother then?''

''That's not it''. Seeing that Jane wasn't too happy about this, Maura figured it would be better to just let it all out once so the 'fight' they seemed to be having would only happen once. ''I never told her about you all these years'', the blonde hung her head in shame.

Jane stared in absolute shock.

''This is going to sound stupid maybe, but I felt like you were mine. You were the only thing I ever got for myself. I know I was smart, but my father was well known and when I got to BCU it seemed everyone knew me already. A very small insecure part of me feels sometimes that maybe I wouldn't have been as successful if it wasn't for my name. But you Jane, it was all me, no one else can take credit for that. And part of me felt like telling my mother about you would make her part of this as well'', she gestured between them. ''She might have sabotaged my behaviour towards you, negatively or positively, it doesn't matter. Then I would be left saying to myself 'had my mother not said this to me, maybe Jane and I would have...something', I don't know'', the poor blonde was in tears already. ''So I didn't tell her Jane. When I called her last night was the first time she heard of you''

Maura and the tears again, Jane couldn't stand that. ''C'mere baby''. She pulled Maura back into her arms. ''That might just have been the sweetest thing I have ever heard Maura. I'm sorry for being an ass about it ok''. Maura nodded.

By 7pm they were sitting at the table waiting for Constance. Five minutes later the woman made a grand entrance. She looked like a million dollars; Jane's jaw nearly hit the floor. ''wow'', she mouthed. The doctor and her girlfriend were dressed decently, nice but not too flashy. Constance on the other hand sure knew how to take things to the next level. She had on an elegant gown and shiny jewellery. Here Jane thought Maura was fit for the runway in her outfit, Constance certainly took that trophy.

''Mother'', they exchanged kisses.

''Maura darling, lovely to see you''. Maura wasn't sure if she could say the same so she just introduced her partner. ''This is Jane''. The detective stood and took Constances' hand in her own.

''Nice to meet you Mrs Isles''. The two Isles ladies cringed. Maura had forgotten to mention that Constance no longer went by than name since the divorce. If Jane had thought of it, it might have just been common sense, but as it was she hadn't.

''Please dear, its Constance. I don't go by Isles anymore''

''I am sorry''. Woops, Jane thought to herself. Maybe if she came off as a bit of an ass, the woman would not pay mind to her too much. That way she would not see a future for the both of them and would maybe forget Jane as soon as they left. That wasn't the case however, because-

''This is the first time I am meeting a lover of my daughter'', Constance deadpanned. So much for her forgetting me as soon as I leave, Jane thought.

''I suppose that makes me special'', Jane smiled to Maura, who smiled affectionately back.

''I don't know Jane. I am of the understanding that you have been seeing each other for three days. Is that right dear?'', she turned to Maura. The woman was very funny in how she spoke. She had a way of saying very unpleasant things (with a smile) and following that with a term of endearment. Almost like polite rudeness. Jane allowed herself a chuckle; it was the same way Maura bossed people around politely.

''Maura's a little like you, you know''

They both turned to Jane. But when Maura saw her smiling, she understood exactly what Jane was referring to and they both laughed out loud.

''I wouldn't be wrong to say I missed something would I?'', Constance directed her attention to her daughter.

''No mother. It's just a silly inside joke, don't worry yourself about it''

''I assure you darling, I will not be bothered with worry over that''. There it was again – the polite rudeness. Jane sensed this was going to be a very long night.

Thankfully the waiter came and took their drink orders. Jane watched with curiosity as Maura interacted with her mother. They sounded like work partners, later Jane would think about it more and laugh to herself. At the present moment she was doing her best to not do anything. Her intention when suggesting to meet Constance was to just get a feel of the woman, she wasn't interested in gaining her approval, or disapproval for that matter. A perfect evening would be if Constance walked out having absolutely no feelings or opinions about Jane.

After the two covered what had been happening in their lives since they last met, conversation turned to Jane. By this time their main course was on its way. Constance asked a few questions about Jane's work and her family. Then ventured to ask about how they met and eventually fell in love and began dating. The story seemed very sweet, so much so that had it been anyone else, she might have thought they would be together forever. The woman was very detached from her daughter's life, and seeing how Maura gushed about Jane (and looked at her), she was completely convinced that her daughter was in love. But she could tell her brunette lover was not all in. If she had any rights to Maura's life, she might have said something – but she lost that privilege decades ago.

Constance was having a major internal battle. She was hoping Maura wouldn't ask directly what she thought about their relationship, because she feared she wouldn't be able to lie. And that truth would only serve to drive Maura further away. To Constance Jane didn't seem genuine. She couldn't pin point the exact problem, but it was there. Luckily Maura never asked for Constances' blessing, or advice, or opinion. But when dinner was over, Constance took a leap.

''Are you busy next weekend Maura?'', her tone made it clear that Jane was not included.

''I can't say really. Jane-''

''I was wondering if you could come over for the weekend. There is a painting I just finished, something I started many years ago for your father''

Constance was cunning. She knew the only chance she had to get Maura to even consider coming to see her again was if she mentioned her father. It wasn't a guarantee, but it was certainly the best shot.

Maura could not believe her ears. This was so out of character for her mother, but she couldn't deny that the pull to see whatever piece it is Constance had started doing for her father was too much to resist.

''Would you like to come back next weekend?'', Maura asked her girlfriend, she had totally missed the fact that the invite was intended for her alone.

''Maybe we can spend the week together – everyday. And then next weekend when you come back I'll go over to Ma and Pop. You know they have been begging for me to spend some time over with them''.

Maura heavily sighed. It did seem like a very intelligent idea. ''I guess you do make a strong point''

Jane knew right away that Constance needed the weekend to dissuade Maura into being with her. If Constance had asked to see Maura any sooner, it would have been a problem. But the weekend was a jackpot. Here Jane was wondering where she was going to convince Maura to go for the entire weekend. Now everything had just been dropped onto her lap. Constance had just made her life that much easier. By the time she would have finished going back and forth with Maura, it would be too late. Matter of fact, there would be no need.

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