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This one is rather short again, I promise there'll be more soon!

They sat on the couch, hugging tightly, crying into each other, holding on for dear life. They didn't hear the door open.

"Maura, I came back one day early. I thought we could have dinner toni-" There were her two favourite girls, embracing each other, holding on onto each other, both crying and sobbing loudly. "What happened?" she felt her blood escaping her head.

Maura and Jane quickly separated, trying to pull themselves back together. "Hello Angela." Maura said, smiling ever so lightly. What was she going to say now? She couldn't lie. "Did somebody die?" Almost, was all Maura thought before breaking down again. What if she had to tell Angela that Jane had killed herself?

To her surprise Jane answered. "No ma. I'm sorry you had to see us like this. We-" she paused shortly. "Maura and I had some sort of fight and we got a little bit emotional I guess." Angela let out the breath she was holding. Still the pain in her chest stayed. She didn't like her girls fighting. And she had never seen either of them crying like that.

"What were you going to ask about dinner?" Maura tried to change the subject. Angela decided to play along. She would interrogate both of them later. "I thought the two of us could have dinner tonight? Have some time alone. Of course only if you want. You probably have enough to do with family dinner tomorrow."

Maura looked at Jane. She loved spending time with the older Rizzoli, but she didn't know if she could leave Jane alone for the evening. Jane nodded. "No, I would like that Angela." Both of them smiled and then Angela excused herself to give her girls some more time to talk.

"Jane I'm scared." Maura said while taking the brunette's hand in her own. "Me too." "What if I wouldn't have woken up?" Her voice broke. "What am I going to tell your mother? I'm sure she will ask me about this."

Jane remained silent. The regret was finally setting in. If she hadn't told Maura they wouldn't have kissed and then she wouldn't have written that letter and Maura wouldn't have proposed and she wouldn't have had that dream. And now Maura was going to tell her Ma. The regret was there with full force.

"Tell her what feels right for you. I understand if knowing all off this is too much pressure for you. If you feel like telling her would make it easier, you can do so." Begging wouldn't help her, and after last night she wanted to help Maura as much as she helped her. "Are you sure?" Jane nodded.

"Come on, I'll drive you home." The blonde got up and took Jane's hand. When Jane opened the door on her side of the car she froze. The seat was bloodstained. "I'm so sorry Maur." Maura got behind her and hugged the brunette's waist. "Don't be. I will let it get cleaned. I'm just glad you're still here." They stood like this a little bit longer before getting inside the vehicle.

Angela Rizzoli watched the scene through a window. She couldn't wait to talk to Maura.

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Maura had showered at Jane's and told her goodbyes. "Can I leave you alone Jane?" Jane nodded. She saw the concern on her favourite woman's face. "I'm going to be good Maura. If anything changes I'll call you." Maura was visibly relieved by Jane's promise, hoping she would keep it. The blonde pulled the taller woman close. "I love you." She whispered before kissing her gently.

After Maura was gone Jane sat on the floor crying. She was afraid of her Ma knowing, afraid of what was going to happen.