So, guys. I am really happy that you followed me through this story, but we are coming to an end now. I have a chapter or two left to go, and somehow I am sad that it ends.

Anyway, thank you for reading, following favorite and reviewing. You are the best.

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T73.

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Liz is frowning a little as she slowly but surely is coming back to reality and shudders when cold water is dripping on her bare back. "What the hell?" She mumbles into her pillow and heaves a sigh as she hears a amused chuckle. She opens her eyes and the frown deepens because she doesn't find herself in her bedroom.

"You know where we are right?" Adam says and wiggles his brows when she finally looks at him.

She is blinking a couple of times and takes a deep breath. "We are in a other bedroom."

"In a other country."

She turns on her back and covers her torso with the sheets, freezing as she spots the wedding band on her left ring finger.

"Don't panic, Liz." He says and his eyebrows are perked up high. "Breathe. It's ok -" He flinches as soon as a pillow makes contact with his side.

"I did not panic." Liz is laughing as she sees his confused expression. "I just took a moment to recall everything, Adam. You took a shower?"

Adam looks down at himself and shrugs with a smile. "Is it that obvious?"

She rolls her eyes and hooks her fingers in the waistband of his shorts. "Take these off."

His confusion is growing even bigger. "Why?"

"Really," she asks back and folds the sheets back. She smirks because she can see that he has to force himself to keep eye contact instead of looking down at her naked body. Liz arches an eyebrow but doesn't say a word.

Adam has to swallow hard and his eyes are traveling over her body for a second. He runs an hand over his brow and heaves a sigh. "You don't play fair, Elizabeth."

Liz still smirks and wiggles her brows. "Can't see that you mind it much, Adam."

He grits his teeth and is out of his shorts in now time, hovering over her. "I really would like see more of Bora Bora then the inside of this bungalow."

She is squirming a little and let her hand trail down his throat. "No talking now," she whispers and gasps as he enters her without warning.

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Jane enters the bullpen of Homicide and her steps slow down as she sees the empty desks of her daughter and her son-in-law. Son-in-law, she thinks and takes a deep breath. It has been two weeks since the two got married and it still feels strange that her little girl isn't so little anymore and that Liz is still gone for another two weeks.

Since the two left for the honeymoon she has been Frankie helping out every now and then and she realized that she has reached the age in which she seriously should consider retiring now.

"You look like someone ran over your puppy." Frankie says as he comes into the bullpen two. "You miss her, don't you?"

Jane lifts an shoulder and is sitting down on her old desk chair. "You will see how it feels when Sam is getting married too."

"I don't want to think about that," he replies and walks to the coffeemaker. "I hope that he takes his time and live it up a little before he settles for one girl."

She chuckles and crosses her legs as she let her eyes wander through the room like she is taking everything in for the last time.

Her brother can see the look and furls his eyebrows. He knows that gaze all to well and he doesn't like it. "But you are not here for a little chat with your brother."

Jane takes another deep breath and wiggles her eyebrows. "No. No, I am not, Frankie. I … I am seriously thinking about to take it slow now."

"You mean, retirement."

"Yes, that's what I mean. I am going to talk to brass at the end of the week."

Frankie is freezing and he looks dumbfounded at her. "So this is your last week as out lieutenant? You should wait until Liz and Adam are back from their honeymoon at least."

Jane chuckles and starts to shake her head. "Frankie, it's not my last week, but it's gonna be my last year. Those two weeks showed me again that I am not twenty or thirty anymore, and I want to enjoy the days with my wife in my old days and look back and say Yeah, there are a couple of things we did good."

He nods slowly and scoffs amused. "Jane, I can understand you, you don't have to justify yourself. You did so much for this department and for Boston, you and Maura deserve some calm evenings now. It's going to be strange, though."

She leans back in her chair and thrusts her chin at him. "What do you mean?"

"Well, you became a fixture, Jane." Frankie answers and shrugs with sad eyes. You have been here when I started and you have been here when Liz started. It's gonna be strange when you are gone next year."

Jane gets up from the chair and gives him a light shove as she is about to pass him. "I am going to retire and not to die. And when you need help in a case you still can call me then. Now, go back to work, Frankie."

He scoffs and nods approvingly. "Yes, Lieutenant."

The Italian smiles broadly and rolls her eyes.

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Liz steps out on the balcony of their overeaters bungalow and is like always amazed by the view of the landscape. She is glad that Adam didn't make a scene as soon as she proposed Bora Bora for their honeymoon and that he said yes and that this a once in a life time vacation, or that he at least hope so.

"Can we stay here forever," he asks and is looking up with a grin. He is sitting on a deck chair and is enjoying the view as well, but he can't decide which one he likes more. The landscape of his newly married wife who is dressed in shorts and a bikini top.

She is smiling broadly and runs her fingers through his hair. "I wish we could, Adam. But I think we would die of boredom with time."

He is scoffing and takes a deep breath. "Somehow, I feel different."

"In which way," she asks and tilts her head to the side.

He shrugs and is searching for the right explanation. "I don't know. Maybe I came to terms with the fact that we always would be only engaged. But now we are here in Vaitape on Bora Bora, married, and we have a perfect view at Mount -" He trails of and frowns. "What was the name of that mountain?"

Liz rolls her eyes and sits down in his lap. "Mount Otemanu."

"Exactly." He agrees and shrugs. He soon had accepted the fact that she knows a lot things that he doesn't, and that he can teach her things she has no clue about.

She is holding his gaze and can see in his eyes that he had doubted that they would ever get married and that he still is a little overwhelmed. She caresses his neck with her hand and furrows her brows. "I love you, Adam. I love you and I can't a life in which you are not existing anymore. I don't know what you did, but you did it good. You ruined me for every other men the day you came to my table in Greely's."

"So why did you always push me away?"

"Because I was afraid of the feelings I have for you. They still scare me sometimes."

"Why?" Adam whispers and he can see all kind of emotion in brown eyes.

Liz starts to shake her head and swallows down the lump in her throat. "Because they are so overwhelming, Adam. Every touch of you sets my body on fire, and every kiss of you makes my heart beat faster. Not to mention what happens to me when we make love. I think … I think that I pushed you away to feel the pain so I knew that all of this is real, that you are real. That our relationship isn't just a imagination." She pauses and waits for an reaction. "And now you think that I am totally crazy."

"No," he says with a scoff. "No, absolutely not. I just let your words sink in because I have been thinking that I am the only one who is feeling this way in our relationship, and that it would be too much for you. We're gonna find a way how to handle our feelings."

She takes a deep breath and bends her head, but then she pauses and frowns.

"What," Adam asks skeptically and furls his brows.

Liz turns the corners of her mouth downward and shakes her head once more. "I was just wondering if you really came to world as a boy."

He is blinking a couple of times before he understands the meaning of the sentence. "Excuse me?"

She starts to laugh heartily and connects their lips before he can say something else.

Adam is grunting disapprovingly but doesn't pull away.

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Jane is twisting around as soon as the front door of the house gets opened and her heart is jumping as soon as she gets the first glimpse of her daughter. "And how pregnant are you, kid?"

Liz is stopping dead in her tracks and her brows shoot up high.

Maura huffs loudly and swats her wife's arm. "You are so frustrating sometimes."

Jane chuckles amused and is in no time in front of her daughter, hugging her tightly. "Your face was worth the beating." She laughs and takes a closer look. "You look great."

"Thanks, Ma." Liz replies with a warm smile.

The older woman is looking at the young man now and arches an brow. "And you are looking like you."

"Thank you." Adam chuckles as soon as she embraces him as well.

Maura takes a relieved breath and let her hands wander up and down on Liz' arms. "How was Vaitape?"

"Absolutely breathtaking." Liz answers and can't wipe the broad smile off her face. "I mean, I have seen many beautiful places in my life, but Vaitape is my favorite."

"That's what Ma and I are saying that about Fiji."

"Fiji is pretty cool too yeah."

"You have been on Fiji?" Adam asks in disbelief and his jaw is dropping to the floor.

Liz turns to him and nods approvingly. "Several times. Haven't I mentioned that?" She scratches the back of her head as he points at his stunned face. "Apparently not."

Jane is smirking and pats Adam's back. "Believe me, I know exactly how you're feeling right now. Come on, let's get outside. Everyone is waiting there."

Maura looks at Adam and smiles apologetically. "We invited your parents too, but they are up in Maine."

Adam is following the three women and nods knowingly. "I know, they gave me a call and said that they can't be at the get-together. It's not a big deal, I can visit them when they are back. It's nice that all of you gathered here to welcome us, though."

Later that night, Jane is sitting down on the dock chair next to the one on which Liz is sitting and thrusts her chin at the glass in her hand. "And what are we drinking?"

Liz is looking at the glass and purses her lips. "Uh, we are drinking Tequila Sunrise. You want one?"

The Italian turns the corners of her mouth downwards and shakes her head. "Nah, I stick to beer." She answers and turns serious. "Liz, I have to talk to you about something."

The younger woman is clenching her teeth and looks up at the night sky. "Has it to do with Adam, me and a baby?"

"No. No, it has nothing to do with that."

"What is it?" Liz asks seriously and turns her attention back to Jane. "Are Mom and you okay?"

Jane has to smile softly and nods once. "Mom and I are perfectly fine, no need to worry. You know that I helped Frankie out in the four weeks when you and Adam had been on honeymoon, and I realized that I am a little to old for this job and that it's about time to finally retiring. Mom and I want to enjoy the rest of evenings of life we have left."

Liz is letting the words sink in and swallows hard. "So you are retiring for real."

"Yeah, I already talked to brass about it. At the end of this hear I am leaving."

"What about Mom?"

"She is retiring in the same time."

"And who is going to replace the two of you?"

"I don't know, sweetie. I threw in Frankie's name, but it's not my decision."

Liz is looking back up at the sky and exhales loudly through her mouth, licking her lips. "You know, somehow I knew that you are going to tell me something like that after we are back in Boston. Not exactly tonight, but I knew you would say it."

Jane is a little nervous because she still can remember the reaction of her daughter after the topic came up for the first time. "And how are you feeling about that?"

Liz is tuning her head to her mother and smiles softly. "Ma, you worked your whole life and you've sacrificed your life to the citizens of Boston. No one else deserves it more to have calm evenings than the two of you. You got shot, you got stabbed, you got beaten up, you got kidnapped, and at some point it has to be enough. It doesn't matter what I think about it." She tucks in her chin as she sees the idiotic smile on the lips of Jane. "What?"

"I am so proud of you, baby." Jane says and the tears are evident in her voice.

Liz is sputtering and furls her eyebrows. She can't explain why she hates it when her cousins are still calling her princess and why she doesn't mind it when her Ma calls her baby. It's heart-balm, idiot.

Jane is straightening up on the dock chair and claps her hands. "So let's talk about grandchildren."

The young woman is choking on her drink and frowns deeply. "Really? Adam and I are barely married for a month."

"So what?" Jane replies and is grinning like a Cheshire cat.

Liz is staring blankly at the older woman and then she starts to laugh with Jane.

The brunette is standing in her bathroom in the house of her parents and is vetting ready for the night. She smiles a little as soon as Adam's reflection is appearing in the mirror as he stands closely behind her. They had decided to spend the night at her parents' home because it got late and both of them drank s little too much. Not that much that they are jumping at each other as soon as the bedroom door closed, though.

She starts to slather her hands with lotion, but her eyes are never leaving those of her husband.

He doesn't move or avoid brows eyes. "What are you thinking about?"

She is silent for a moment and shrugs. "I am wondering how many times my parents did this."

"Standing together in a bathroom and get ready for the night?"

"Standing in a bathroom and looking at each others reflection like we do right now."

"I bet a million times." Adam replies and gets his toothbrush. "They still look at each other like they just fell in love."

Liz is scoffing and wiggles her brows. "Yeah they do, just like your parents. I wish … I hope that we have the same look when we are married as long as our parents are. I mean, in know that my parents marriage hasn't always been a picnic. On the contrary, they have fought a lot when I was younger, they just don't know that I heard it because they waited until I was in bed. But somehow they made it and they are still in love."

Adam starts to brush his teeth and frowns. "You never told me about that." He mumbles.

"I think I pushes it to the back of my mind," she says and he nods as response. "Promise me that we are like our parents, that we are still madly in love with each other after thirty years of marriage."

He spits the toothpaste into the sink and rinse out his mouth. "I can't tell you what is going to be in thirty years, Elizabeth. But I can tell you that I will love you and cherish you for the rest of my life. And that I will do anything to make you happy and to keep you safe, come hell or high water."

Liz smiles and runs her thumb along his bottom lip to wipe the remnant of toothpaste off. "I love you, Adam."

Adam smiles broadly and takes her hand in his own. "I love you too. Come on, let's get to bed."

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A couple of days later, Leslie is sitting on a bench in Boston Common and is smiling at Liz. She is wearing her beloved uniform again and looks like she is at peace with herself again. "You do look really good and I am glad that you finally tied the knots."

The brunette snorts and crosses her legs, sipping her coffee. "And I am glad for you that you are back in the uniform. You look like your old self again."

Leslie scoffs now and runs her hands over her front. "Feels good to back in it. It's just part time but still." She pauses and wiggles her eyebrows. "It's gonna be strange when Jane and Maura aren't working at BPD anymore."

Liz is smiling sadly and nods. She stares at her wedding band and frowns now. She isn't quite sure why it still feels strange to have it on the finger.

"You are still not used to it," the redhead asks with a smile.

Liz chuckles and takes a deep breath. "It still feels like a dream." She says and Leslie nods approvingly. "Adam has sometimes the same expression like me." She takes a deep breath and looks at her friend. "How is my favorite godson doing?"

"You mean your only godson." Leslie adds with a smirk.

"Doesn't matter." Liz replies with a pout and waves the statement off, and her friend is laughing. She looks at her watch and sighs. "My lunch break is over, honey."

Leslie nods and gets up to her feet with a grown. "Yeah, mine too. Do we have lunch together tomorrow?"

Liz smiles and is about to open her mouth as she hears a boy saying her name, but she doesn't think too much about of it because she isn't the only Liz who is walking on the streets of Boston.

"Liz?"

"I think the boy is meaning you." Leslie whispers.

The brunette nods once and turns around to look at a boy who is looking familiar to her, but she can't place his face. Her body went rigid as soon as he throws himself at her. What the hell?

He looks with his blue eyes up at her and frowns. "It's me. Marvin. Marvin Fisher."

At least the penny is dropping and Liz' heart is skipping a beat as she recognizes the name of the boy with whom she has been sitting in the conference room and with whom she has been thumb wrestling after her mother got killed by ex-pimp. Her face is softening and she cups his face with her hands. "Oh my. You became a big boy, Marvin."

"And you are brown." The boy states matter-of-factly and Leslie is grunting amused.

Liz is chuckling amused as well. "I have been on a vacation for a couple of weeks. How have you been doing, buddy?"

He shrugs and smirks. "Good, I have a new cool family. I have a brother David and Jimmy and a sister Sheryl."

"That sounds amazing, sweetheart." She says and takes a deep breath. She can remember that she gave him her phone number and told him that he can call her whenever he feels the need to, and when he didn't do so she knew that he had been in good hands.

She sees a woman with light brown hair coming up to her and knows that this has to be Marvin's foster mother. She takes a deep breath because all of a sudden she is feeling very nervous. She has no clue what Marvin has told them about her.

The woman is in her forties and has kind eyes. She smiles at Liz and places her hands on Marvin's shoulders. "You have to be Officer Liz."

Liz can't suppress her laugh and arches an eyebrow at the boy. "Is that how you mention me, Marvin?"

He blushes and shrugs.

Liz chuckles and shakes the woman's hand. "Yes, Ma'am, I am. But today it is Detective Elizabeth Rizzoli-Isles. Nice to meet you."

"Likewise," the other woman replies. "I am Simone LeSeur. Marvin has been talking about Officer Liz day in and day out since my husband and I have taken him in. And to be honest, we thought that you are one of his imaginary friends."

Liz snickers and wiggles her eyebrows. "No, I am real. How has he been doing?"

"Marvin has been ideal since we took Marvin in." Simone says with a sigh and her smile drops. "It feels like it isn't the first time that he is in a foster home."

Liz nods slowly and presses her lips together. "Marvin is a good mid, you know."

"We do know, that's why my husband and I are in the middle of the adoption procedure."

Liz sighs relieved and nods again. "I am glad to hear that."

"You are the love of his life, you know." Simone says and winks at the brunette.

Leslie starts to chuckle and shakes her head.

Liz laughs as well and ruffles Marvin's hair. "Well, I like you very much too, buddy." She winces as her phone starts to buzz and frowns. "I am sorry but I have to go." She hands Simone one of her cards. "Please give me a call when you feel for. I would like to be in thru picture when it comes to Marvin."

The older woman nods and smiles. "Of course. It was nice to meet you."

"Likewise." Liz says and crouch down. "Can I have a hug, bud?"

Marvin beams and is hugging her tightly.

Liz is chuckling and rubs his back before she gets up to her feet. "Bye, Marvin."

"Bye, Liz."

Leslie is eyeing her friend skeptically and smirks. "Hello Mama Liz."

Liz is flushing and gives her friend a shove. "Shut up."