Angela and Maura were sitting on Maura's couch after their dinner at a typical Italian restaurant.

Should I start that conversation with Angela? Maura was thinking deeply about the events that recently took place in their life.

"She loves you." Angela was close enough to read Maura's mind.

"Pardon?"

"Jane! She loves you, Maura. I know my daughter made this mistake. I am not supporting her in this, Maura. You must know this. I love you as my own and I don't want my family to fall apart. I am already old, Maura. I don't have the time or the strength to stand by and watch my daughters suffering. I can't ask you to make decision in favor of Jane, that's none of my business too but remember this. No matter what happens between the two of you, you'll always be my favorite daughter." Angela held Maura's hands; her eyes were filled with tears.

"Thank you, Angela. You're the mother I've ever wanted." Maura hugged her mother in law with so much love.

The front door of Maura's house was opened. Jane let herself in and saw her mother comforting her wife.

She did not say anything and passed by the two of them into the kitchen. Then, she was quietly grabbing a bottle of water from the refrigerator to drink.

Angela and Maura broke their embrace and looked at Jane who was still standing against the kitchen counter.

Ma Rizzoli could sense the tension between the two young ladies. She did not want to interfere in any of this issue. Angela decided to give some privacy to the couple so that they could talk and solve the 'so called' issue.

Angela stood up and politely excused herself to the guest room. Before leaving, she gave a motherly hug to Maura and kissed her forehead. "Take care, Maura. Good night," then she looked at Jane and said "Good night to you too, Jane." She opened the front door and closed it behind her.

Jane was looking at Maura, who was still having her gaze at the front door. Jane just waited for Maura to make eye contact. Still there was none.

"Maura!" She called her wife.

"Maura, please look at me." She hates to look at my face. Jane really tried hard to keep her face normal.

"Yes, Jane. How can I help you?" Maura turned her attention to her demanding wife.

"Enough!" Jane yelled.

Maura was shocked by this outburst of Jane.

"Of what?" Maura raised her voice equally to Jane's.

"Of this." Jane moved her hand back and forth between the two of them. She walked towards the couch where Maura was sitting.

"NO, Stay right there!" Maura said it firmly. "What do you want me to do, Jane? Tell me, right now! Do you want me to forgive you for what you did? Do you want me to accept your apology? God damnit! Will you? Will you forgive me just like that if I fuck someone else?" Maura was frustrated. She was demanding answers from the brunette.

After a paused moment, "Don't you love me anymore?" Jane was standing like a lifeless body in front of Maura. Her question was most like a whisper. She hung her head down and looked at the floor. Clearly, she was crying. "Am I so disgusting, Maura?" She knew her married life with Maura was over, but there was still hope in her heart.

Maura did not expect this from Jane. The question caught her off guard. She could say, she doesn't love Jane anymore, but the very next moment, she would hyperventilate and faint because that was a lie. Oh Jane! I love you. She wanted to scream this to Jane, but it didn't mean that Jane could do whatever she wants.

Maura stood up. "I think, we… we should split up."

Jane lifted her head and looked at Maura, her wife or ex-wife to be. She searched the blonde's face for the truth. She prayed to God that this should be a lie, but Maura's did not get hives. So, it's true. She wants this. She wants me to go. She chuckled in despair while blinking away the tears. She wiped the tears drops from the corner of her eyes by the back of her hand. "Okay, if that's what you want." Her voice hitched. She started to walk towards the guest room.

"Wait, Jane. Have you eaten?" She was worried because she knew the brunette too well.

Jane did not turn around. She shook her head slowly and said in inaudible voice "Don't worry about me after this. Take care of yourself, Maura" her voice trembled "please don't hate my child for what I've done."

Your child? The realization hit Maura hardly. There is no 'us'. There is no 'ours'. Oh my god! She rewind the moment when she made the decision. 'I think, we… we should split up' did I say that? No! No! This can't be happening. Her knees buckled and she gripped the arm of the couch to prevent herself from falling down.

She opened her mouth to say something to Jane, and stopped abruptly because Jane was no longer there. Maura was struggling between the thoughts of going after Jane and staying away from her.

She sat there and placed a hand on her belly. She could feel the baby kicking.

"Jane, come here quickly." Maura was sitting on her couch while Jane was making breakfast for them.

"Jane!" she exclaimed.

In kitchen, Jane dropped the pan on counter "Fuck!" she ran towards Maura. "What happened? Are you alright? Are you in pain?" she was worried.

There was a smile appearing in the corner of Maura's lips. She loved this woman, this caring, loving, strong, smart woman.

"I love you, Jane." She smiled at her wife.

"God woman! Did you just ask me to come here quickly to tell this?" Jane was pointing a finger at Maura accusingly.

"No," Maura was feigning innocence. Jane was extremely annoyed by this.

"Dr. Isles, are you playing a game with me? Because if you are, then I am really sorry to tell you that I am being busy with making breakfast so that my wife and child won't be starving to death."

Maura chuckled. "Come here, sit with me." She patted the couch next to her. Jane groaned and went near her wife. Once she settled herself next to Maura, the blonde grabbed Jane's hand.

"Wha…" Before Jane could protest, she placed brunette's hand on her belly.

Suddenly, Jane's face brightened. She felt a kick.

"Is that…" she could not find any words. "Is that the baby, Maura?" Maura nodded.

"Oh my god! I can feel it. I can feel the baby kicking, Maura." Jane's dark brown eyes glistened with tears, happy tears.

Maura cupped Jane's face between her hands. "I love you, Jane Rizzoli Isles." She was smiling happily at Jane. Jane was looking into Maura's hazel orbs.

"I love you too, Maura." They brought their lips together. It was full of adoration. A moment later, Jane broke the kiss and lowered her head to place a kiss on Maura's pregnant belly. "Mama loves you," she looked up to Maura "Mommy loves you too" she grinned sheepishly at her wife.

"Jane." It was a whisper.

She stood up and walked to the guest room. She gently knocked on the door "Jane, may I come in?"

No answer.

"Jane, answer me please." Still there was no answer. "Okay, I am going to open this door, I am coming in." She placed her hand on the knob and turned it. It was locked. The door was locked inside and a wave of panic swept over Maura.

A/N: Thank you so much for your reviews and support. I didn't expect such outcome for my first writing. Once again, Thanks!