Remember people I promised that I wouldn't follow the show's lead on this storyline! I really didn't enjoy the fight that happened in season 3 and frankly I just don't even think it would make sense for my story!

So I hope you will enjoy what I've done instead!

Thank you to everyone who is still reading! You guys are the best. -J

Chapter 30- Family

"Maura! Maura!" Jane shouted, running after the blonde who was moving towards Doyle, her gun still drawn despite the fact that the mob boss was obviously unable to continue shooting. "Maura!"

"Oh God," Maura muttered, kneeling down next to Paddy, immediately moving to put pressure on the gun shot wound.

"Hope," Paddy mumbled, struggling to keep his eyes open. "H-hope."

"What? You hope what?" Maura leant closer just as Paddy lost consciousness, Jane finally approaching, immediately bending down next to Maura.

"Maura. Maur I'm so sorry…he was shooting and…." Jane rambled, not sure what to do. "Maura."

"I have to keep pressure on the wound," was Maura's only reply, her attention still focused on Paddy. "He needs a…he needs an ambulance."

"They're on the way," Korsak replied, holstering his gun as he and Frost came up behind them. "They're two minutes out."

"What was he even doing here?" Frost was the one to voice the question all three Detectives had been wondering about.

"He must still have someone watching Maura," Jane replied, staring at the blonde, who had yet to look up. "He knew about her and Constance. He's gotta be following her."

"He saved my life," Maura said, her voice low, sounding slightly panicked. "If he didn't shoot Kevin I may have...he saved my life."

"Maura we were right here," Jane tried to reason, hating even thinking that Maura could have been shot. "We would have…"

But what the Detectives would have done, Maura would not hear as the Paramedics arrived, immediately setting to work on Paddy, listening as Maura described his injuries, eventually moving out of the way so she could let them load her birth father onto a stretcher. Not knowing what to do, Jane simply stood back watching the scene, feeling slightly scared by her girlfriend's silence towards her. It wasn't until the paramedics began moving Paddy that Jane attempted to get closer to Maura.

"Maur, I'm so…."

"Don't be," Maura interrupted before Jane could complete her apology. "He was shooting at you," she grabbed the brunette's hand. "You did what you had to do. But I need…I have to go with him. Meet me at the hospital?"

"W-wha…yeah," Jane nodded, slightly surprised but nodding her acceptance. "Yeah. I'll be there. I'll be there as soon as I can."

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Despite the fact that Maura had asked her to meet her at the hospital, Jane couldn't help feeling anxious when she finally managed to get away from the crime scene. Understanding his partner's feelings, Frost had stayed behind with Korsak, allowing Jane to drive to the hospital on her own, as she didn't enjoy discussing her feelings, especially when she was feeling scared.

"You shot your girlfriend's father," Jane whispered to herself, resisting the urge to rest her head against the steering wheel, not needing to get in an accident after the day she was already having. "You've really done it this time Rizzoli. Maura may not understand her feelings for the man, but he's still a blood relative."

Frustrated with herself, Jane drove slower than she normally would, feeling a rather persistent ache in her stomach at the thought of facing her girlfriend. The normally stoic Detective was almost shaking by the time she finally made it to the hospital, finding Maura in the waiting room, sitting with her head in her hands.

As if sensing the brunette's presence, Maura looked up as soon as Jane walked in, letting out a deep breath as she got to her feet. "Jane," the blonde sighed, grateful as her girlfriend wrapped her arms around her.

"How is he?" Jane asked, relieved that Maura hadn't pushed her away, but still rather nervous.

"He's in surgery," Maura replied, holding on to Jane tightly, wondering how she managed to play out this scene twice in the same week, first with her Mother and now with Doyle. "The doctor is supposed to inform me when it's over," she finally pulled back, taking Jane's hand instead. "I had to tell them he was my…they only give information to family. People will know now. If they didn't already…they'll know I'm…that he's my…"

"It doesn't matter," Jane interrupted, pulling Maura to sit down. "I'm not going to let anything happen to you. We'll keep you safe from Paddy's enemies," she assured the blonde, reaching up and tucking a loose curl behind her girlfriend's ear. "Plus Doyle will be in our custody now. He shot Kevin. He tried to shoot a police officer. We finally got him," she said, watching as Maura nodded absentmindedly, obviously still unsure about how she was supposed to feel. "Maura I'm…I never meant for this to happen. I didn't want to shoot him but he…and…he shot Kevin and he was aiming at…"

"I know Jane," Maura sighed, squeezing Jane's hand in hers. "I know you didn't want this. I know you're nervous," she said giving the brunette a small smile, easily able to read the brunette's anxiousness as it was written all over her face. "This is all just very confusing for me," she then admitted. "But the important part is you're okay. You're here and you're okay and we solved the case and I'm…I'm just really happy you're okay."

Seeing the look on Maura's face, Jane suddenly wished there was something she could do to fix this whole situation; some way that she could undo the last few days so that her girlfriend didn't have to struggle the way she was so obviously doing now. "You know I would never tell you it's gonna be okay when I don't know that it is," Jane eventually said, leaning forward and placing a kiss on the blonde's forehead. "But I promise you that I'm here for you Maur. I'm always here for you and Mia okay? We're gonna figure this all out and I'm gonna be here for you. For whatever you need alright? You just…I'm here."

"Thank you Jane," Maura nodded, placing her head on the brunette's shoulder. "I love you so much."

"I love you too Maur," Jane sighed a deep sigh of relief. "More than anything Beautiful."

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"Maura? Maur?" Jane called when she returned home later that day, early evening falling over Boston. "Maura?"

"Janie, Janie," it was Amelia who called back, the little blonde running down the stairs, a worried look on her face, running straight into the brunette's arms. "Janie Mommy is sad."

"Mommy is…what do you mean?" Jane was immediately concerned, pulling back to look at the little girl's face. "Where is Mommy? What happened? Is she okay?" She asked even though she knew it was a bit ridiculous to be asking a five year old such things.

"Mommy's in bed," Amelia answered, clutching on to Jane as the Detective headed for the stairs. "She told Angela that she could go and then she was very sad Janie. I think she's cryin'."

"Okay Baby," Jane placed Amelia back onto the floor, kissing her forehead as she knelt down in front of her. "I need you to do me a big favour okay? I need you to go into your room and play like a good girl while I talk to Mommy okay? Can you do that Bug? Please?"

"Okay Janie," Amelia nodded as if understanding just how serious the situation was. "I'll be good Janie," she said, placing a kiss on the brunette's cheek before heading to her room.

Smiling, Jane stood back up, taking a deep breath before moving towards her and Maura's room, which was dark. "Maur?" Jane called, pushing the door open all the way, the light from the hallway casting a glow over the bed, where a person-sized lump indicated that Maura was indeed tucked under the covers. "Maur what happened? I went back to the hospital to get you and they said you left. No one knew why or what happened," she said, sitting down on the edge of the bed, placing a hand on the blonde's shoulder. "Your Mom obviously knew something but she wouldn't tell me. What's going on? I thought you were gonna stay till I came back. What happened?"

"I couldn't stay there," Maura replied, her eyes dry, yet her voice laced with sadness. "I couldn't…She…I had to leave," she stuttered, Jane hating the fact that the blonde was having such a hard time articulating her feelings lately. "I couldn't stay there."

"Okay," Jane nodded, running her hand over Maura's head, doing her best to sound understanding. "Did something happen?" She asked, watching as Maura avoided her eyes. "I'm here for you Maur. Talk to me."

"She knew who he was," Maura finally replied, her sadness turning suddenly to anger. "My Mother knew Paddy Doyle was my birth Father. She's known my entire life," she explained. "My parents have been lying to me for most of my life."

"I'm sure they were just trying to protect you," Jane tried to reason. "I mean I can't imagine it would be easy to tell your kid something like that."

"I'm not a child anymore," Maura shook her head, sitting up and turning on the lamp, revealing her rather disheveled look to her girlfriend. "I can understand not being able to explain this when I was younger but what about now? What about the last ten years? Why wouldn't they tell me when I decided to move back here with Amelia considering how potentially dangerous that move was? I just don't understand."

"I…" Jane tried to think of some reason that Maura's parents would continue to keep their daughter's true identity from her, but came up short. "I don't know. I'm sorry. You're right," she said, rubbing a hand over the blonde's knee. "They should have told you; especially when you moved back," she nodded. "Does your Mother know anything about who your biological Mother is?"

"No, she says she never met her," Maura shook her head. "But who really knows now," she sighed. "I just don't even know what to believe anymore. I don't know who to trust."

"You can trust me," Jane gave Maura a small smile, holding out a hand, her smile getting bigger when Maura placed her hand in hers.

"Did you figure out how Paddy knew we would be at that factory?" Maura asked, knowing Jane had likely been working on just that all day.

"We know it had to be an inside job," Jane replied. "But we haven't figured out who it was yet. We will though," she was quick to assure the Medical Examiner, squeezing her hand. "We're gonna figure it out, and we're gonna find what we need to put Paddy away for good. That is…that is what you want right? I mean I know it's not easy considering he's your…you share DNA but…"

"Paddy is nothing but a sperm donor to me," Maura interrupted, shaking her head. "As much as his concern in my life, and his protecting me the way he did complicates my feelings, I can't forget about the countless people he has killed, and I can't forget what he allowed to happen with Amelia," she continued. "Patrick Doyle is a murderer and he needs to be brought to justice."

"Okay," Jane nodded, relieved to hear her girlfriend wouldn't be angry with her if she managed to get Doyle locked away. "Okay. Then we'll get him."

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It was the picture. It was the picture that one of Constance's students had created that hung near Maura's front entrance that led Jane to the answers she needed. Jane had found Paddy's little black book, officially cutting off his sources inside BPD and giving them the proof they needed to lock the Mob boss away.

Though Jane was ready to celebrate the fact that they were finally able to bring Paddy Doyle down, she knew she had more important things to deal with first; needing to give Maura the answers she so desperately wanted, despite the fact that she knew they would hurt her girlfriend even more. As soon as she had found 'Baby Maura Doyle's' grave, Jane knew she would need to tell Maura, as it finally explained how Paddy had managed to keep his daughter a secret for so many years. And though the Detective knew how difficult this would all be for her girlfriend, nothing could have prepared her for how heartbreaking it would be to watch the blonde completely fall apart in front of her own gravestone.

"Hey Maur, how are you doing?" Jane asked later that night when they returned home, finding the blonde cleaning herself up in the master bedroom. "Because I promised Mia we would be in there for story time in like ten minutes. And while I know she doesn't actually know how long ten minutes is, she's your daughter and there's no way she's going to bed without her story," she smiled, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend's waist and kissing her forehead. "You look better."

"I wish I could say I feel better," Maura dropped her head to Jane's shoulder, grateful when the brunette's fingers instantly wove their way into her hair. "At this point I'm not even sure how to feel," she sighed. "My birth Mother thinks I'm dead. My Mother lied to me about knowing my birth parents. Patrick Doyle is going to jail. It's all a little bit much to deal with."

"I know Baby," Jane nodded, kissing the blonde's temple. "But no one says you have to deal with it all today," she reminded her. "And you most definitely don't have to deal with it all alone. You've got me and Mia and my Ma and brothers, Frost and Korsak. You've got your Mom too. I know you're a little upset with her right now but she's still here Maur. I really think you should talk to her again. Give her the chance to explain."

"And when did you become such a Constance Isles advocate?" Maura asked, leaning back to look her girlfriend in the eyes.

"Hey no," Jane shook her head. "The only person I'm a supporter of is you. I just think your Mom has really made an effort. You asked her to come back into your life," she continued. "I just think it would be a shame to push her away now that all of this has come out. She's your family Maur."

"You and Mia are my family," Maura replied, placing a hand on Jane's cheek.

"Yes," Jane smiled. "But don't give up on your Mom just yet okay? I just really don't wanna see you regret it. And I mean she did just save your life."

"Okay," Maura nodded with a sigh. "But I think I may need a little time. I deserve that don't you think?"

"I think that sounds fair," Jane replied with a grin, knowing the blonde would likely go talk to her Mother the next day despite saying she needed time. "Now what do you say we go see that little girl down the hall? I think she's anxious for some cuddles from her Mommy."

"I think that sounds perfect," Maura smiled a smile that reached her eyes for the first time that day.

Holding out her hand for Maura to take, Jane led the blonde down the hall and towards Amelia's bedroom, opening up the door to find the five year old sitting in her bed playing with two of her favourite dolls. "That took forever!" Amelia sounded exasperated, dropping her dolls and giving her Mother and Jane a rather stern look. "I was waiting for story time!"

"Well we are very sorry little Missy," Jane laughed. "But we're here now," she said, pulling Maura towards the bed, the ladies taking a seat on each side of the little girl. "What do you think Bug? You think Mommy should read our chapter tonight?"

"Yeah!" Amelia replied enthusiastically, looking up at her Mother with a big smile. "But Janie does the voices."

"My voices still aren't good enough huh?" Maura chuckled, tickling her daughter's side.

"Your voices are good Mommy," Amelia replied seriously. "But Janie's are better," she said making both women laugh. "You're not sad anymore Mommy?"

"I'm feeling much better now sweetheart," Maura ran her hand over the little blonde's head, not wanting to say she wasn't sad at all as she would likely break out in hives. "Being here with you and Jane makes me much happier," she smiled.

"Because we give the best hugs?" Amelia asked seriously, looking at Jane who gave her a nod and a wink.

"You know that is part of the reason why," Maura nodded, wrapping her arms around the little girl. "You and Jane give wonderful hugs. And you both always make me laugh. I love you two very much."

"We love you too Mommy," Amelia wrapped her little arms around her Mother's waist. "Right Janie?" She looked back at the brunette.

"You got that right Baby girl," Jane kissed the top of Amelia's head, wrapping her arm around the two blondes, joining in on the little family hug. "We love you very much!"