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We have some good news and some bad news...

Bad news first, right? There is only one more chapter of this story. Next Friday will be the last update for Operation Rizzles. We would like to thank every single one of you for reading, favoriting, following, and leaving reviews for us and this story. This is our most successful story EVER and we are so humbled by all the love y'all have shown us! We hope y'all have loved this story as much as we do!

Okay, so good news! We have decided to make this the first story of a series! We have started on the sequel, and we will be uploading the first chapter probably in about two weeks, once we have gotten Operation Rizzles all wrapped up. We hope you continue on in this journey with us and read that story as well! We have some exciting things planned! If there is anything in particular that you would want to see in the story or any future stories, let us know! Leave a review on this chapter, the last chapter, or PM us!

Without further ado, here's Chapter 8! We love you all and we'll see you for the last chapter next Friday!

XOXO, Rachel and Katherine

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A few days into a week of doctor-ordered bed rest had Maura itching to get out of the house. The doctor-turned-patient was definitely not accustomed to being stationary. Maura had gone from polite and compliant to irritable, whiny, and demanding. Jane commented once on Maura being a terrible patient, but she had a pillow thrown at her head and she spent the night on the couch. Jane didn't know which was worse, the fact that she gave Maura a bell thinking she wouldn't abuse it, or the completely unorthodox food cravings Maura had every other hour. Between satisfying Maura's cravings and being lectured on how to appropriately place a new toilet paper roll on the dispenser, Jane thought she might just lose her mind. Jane was aware that Maura wasn't in control of anything currently, hence why she was taking her frustration out on Jane. Jane had confided all of this in Angela over the telephone, and when Angela suggested a family dinner at Maura's for old times' sake, she jumped at the chance for Maura to be preoccupied with other company.

"Jane, honey?" Maura called as she rang her bell for the 438th time that Saturday morning.

Jane was in the nursery folding some of the baby's laundry that Maura insisted needed to be washed and refolded. Heaven forbid a newborn wear something wrinkled! Jane groaned loudly. Maura had clearly found the service bell she thought she had so cleverly hidden.

"Yes, dear?" Jane called out between clenched teeth as she wandered down the hallway toward the bedroom. Her face betrayed her tone of voice, but Maura simply couldn't be deterred by Jane's attitude.

"I'm bored," Maura stated simply. Jane leaned on the doorframe and exhaled loudly, rolling her eyes. Maura fixed her with a glare.

Jane couldn't help but be startled by Maura's beauty. Her hair was in a messy topknot, her black rimmed glasses were sliding down her nose, and she was makeup free. She was uncomfortably pregnant, but she was still stunning enough to stop Jane in her tracks.

"Babe, I mean, you're limited on what you're allowed to do right now. Just another couple of days, okay?" Jane tried to appease, but Maura was having none of it.

"I'm tired of laying in this bed, Jane. I want to do something." Maura sounded like a petulant child. Jane ran her hands through her hair and tried not to scream.

Maura was bored out of her mind. She had read every medical journal, perused through a new Forensic Science catalogs, and even taken all the Cosmo quizzes. Jane had been forced to make multiple trips to the store because she hadn't bought enough pickles and cookies and cream ice cream the first time. The second trip, she had only bought organic peanut butter but forgot the Nutella, resulting in Jane frustratingly getting right back into her car and returning to the store for the third time. Maura had also noted that Jane had changed the toilet paper roll and now the toilet paper wasn't as accessible. That had caused a major argument, but Maura was steadfast in her habits. Then to top it all off, Jane had taken Maura's service bell away. Maura huffed indignantly, she was still pissed about that. Being on bed rest was nice for about two hours, then it became absolute hell. Maura had snuck the bell back out of the closet where she know Jane had hidden it.

"Jane, this baby has been invading my body for almost nine months. I've made concessions at work as a professional. I've taken time off and cut back my workload. I've not worn heels in weeks. I'm unable to be there for you as a partner," Jane's eyes widened. "It's been 34 weeks and I'm restless but exhausted. I'm horny but I cannot have any sexual intercourse-"

"Ugh, Maura," Jane interrupted. "Really?"

One more look fixed Jane while Maura continued. "-with you which is torturous enough. And now I have to lay or sit in bed for a week? I. AM. BORED. I WANT TO DO SOMETHING. ANYTHING TO TAKE MY MIND OFF THIS."

Jane had walked into the the room and sat on the edge of the bed and surprised Maura with a kiss while simultaneously pocketing the service bell. She made a mental note to burn it later, when suddenly an idea sprang to mind. "Maur," Jane began, "have you ever built a blanket fort?"

Maura's eyes lit up. It never ceased to amaze Jane that Maura could be entertained by the simplest things so easily. Jane talked Maura into giving her twenty minutes and she would return. While Maura waited less than patiently, Jane was hustling downstairs, draping blankets over furniture and creating a bed of pillows in front of the tv. Despite it being a beautiful day, Jane pulled the shades and put an old Disney movie on, one that she knew Maura had never seen as a child.

She threw some milk on to boil in the process and created a nice little TV tray for Maura's delight, complete with hot chocolate and pickles and Nutella. Jane shuddered at the combination. She had a steep learning curve, so there were some things even she dare not question. The living room was an absolute wreck. Blankets and duvet covers strung from the kitchen counter all the way across the living room, and every bit was worth it when Maura's eyes danced with joy as she took it all in.

Jane got Maura situated in the fort with her tray and went to finish folding clothes when a perfectly timed pout from Maura had her reclining on body pillows as Maura snuggled in next to her. As Maura giggled through the introduction of 101 Dalmatians, Jane smiled and pressed a kiss to Maura's temple. Despite the stress of the hospital and Maura's fluctuating moods, it was worth it when they got to spend time together like this.

As much fun as the two women had the remainder of the day, when Jane confided that a Sunday dinner was in the works, Maura's face shone with excitement. Needless to say, both women were elated when Sunday rolled around. Jane was happy to have interference, and Maura was happy to finally be hosting family dinners again.

Maura, fresh off bed rest, was putting the finishing touches on the table when the doorbell rang.

"They're here!" Jane yelled, a little too excitedly as she ran to throw the door open. Maura laughed cheekily at Jane's excitement. She had realized how difficult she had been the past few days, so she was excited to see her girlfriend relax and be genuinely happy, as she always was with her family. Well, most of the time.

"Oh God, here we go," Jane suddenly said nervously, wiping her hands on her jeans. While she was excited that everyone was going to be there, she was also nervous to tell her whole family that she and Maura were finally going to out their relationship, and that they were going to co-parent little Bean.

"My girls!" Angela said as she breezed through the opened door. She wrapped them both in tight hugs, doing her best to awkwardly hug Maura around her rather large belly. Maura relaxed into her embrace, finally feeling like life was back to normal and happiness was going to stick around for a while. Angela relished in the prolonged hug, thanking God that Jane had finally gotten her life together.

Angela, Maura, and Ron were all moving around the kitchen while Jane was handing out beer to Korsak and Frankie. Jane couldn't be more proud when Tommy refused to drink because he was driving. There was laughter, chatter, chaos, and warmth, Maura noted, and it all began and ended with Jane. Maura held onto her belly with both hands, so unbelievably happy that their daughter would grow up in the protection of this family.

As soon as everyone settled down at the extended table, Jane took a look around. Their family of 5 had expanded greatly. Maura to her left and Frankie, Nina, and Nico to her right. On the other side were Tommy and TJ, her Mom, Ron, Kiki, and Korsak.

She loved their big, crazy, dysfunctional family, and she wouldn't have it any other way. She cleared her throat and gently clinked her knife on her beer bottle, garnering everyone's attention.

She stood up and looked around. She could feel Maura grasp her hand in reassurance. She looked down at Maura and was rewarded with a dimpled smile that melted her fears away, a smile that could still steal her breath.

"I'm- well, I guess it's not so much news now, but I'm home for good. Being away, working without you all, it just wasn't for me." She paused, at the looks of confusion on Frankie and Korsak's faces. She noticed that Nina was wearing an all knowing smirk.

"But that's okay, because infinitely better things were waiting for me here. I wanted to apologize to you all- especially to Maura in front of everyone- for the way I ran out of town. I just, I don't handle fear well. I'm not great at allowing myself to be vulnerable. I let my fears of not being accepted overrule the love I felt, feel, for this exceptional woman. Who still, by the grace of everything higher than me, loves me in return. I guess what I'm trying to say and failing at miserably is," Jane took a deep breath to wipe a tear away.

"Maura and I are together. For good. She's agreed to let me help her raise the baby and we're going to be a family." Jane noticed that her Mother was clutching Ron's hand, tears streaming silently down her cheeks and Korsak was beaming with pride. She heard Frankie start clapping and was then caught up in hugs and whoops and "It's about time" and "Well at least they're finally admitting it".

Maura stood up as well, accepting hugs and kisses on her cheek. She sat down and slid her hand in Jane's. "I guess it wasn't so much a surprise to anyone else?"

Jane tucked a stray lock of honey blond hair behind Maura's ear and cupped her cheek. "I think everyone else saw it long before we were ready to accept it." she muttered, closing the distance to steal a chaste kiss.

Angela was praising God and Mary and all the Saints when Jane heard her mother cry out in realization, "I'm going to have my first granddaughter!" and the waterworks started all over again. As Ron and Maura moved to console Angela, Jane tucked her head in and proceeded to eat.

Maura laughed as she rubbed Angela's back. While Jane had made many concessions, some things never change. As Maura sat down, she trailed her hand across the upper portion of Jane's back and distracted Jane just enough so their eyes met. Maura winked and threw her a salacious smile, and just as Jane had expected, Maura Isles was forever going to be the death of her.

Jane smiled against Maura's lips. They had spent the better part of the day on Maura's couch relaxing. At Maura's last doctor's appointment, she was told labor could start any day and that she needed to take it easy. Although she was hesitant to listen despite having already been on bed rest, she remained a busy woman and could barely sit still for minute before she had to get up and accomplish another task. Maura hated to admit it, but she felt like a beached whale. Well, and the fact that Jane refused to let her do anything. Since Maura's stint on bed rest ended, Maura often had to remind Jane that she was pregnant, not an invalid. But when her nights ended like this, wrapped up in Jane's embrace, she didn't mind acquiescing.

Jane was sitting on the couch with an extremely pregnant Maura sitting between her legs, lavender scented candles lit around the living room. Lavender was calming, and it was also the only scent that didn't make Maura sick. The afternoon started out innocently enough. Jane had made Angela's famous lasagna for an early dinner, and now, as they relaxed, things took a sharp turn when they started to tease each other. Eventually, no talking was involved when Maura turned to face Jane and their lips fused together in slow, loving, passionate kisses.

Jane pulled away to say something, but as soon as she did, her eyes locked with Maura's and Maura's smile made her light up. She could see everything Maura was dying to say to her radiating through her facial expression, and in that moment, Jane forgot that the rest of the world existed. If this was how she spent every day, sharing loving looks with the only person she's ever truly loved, she would die a happy woman. Maura wanted to say it so badly, but Jane could tell that words were escaping her, so she made it easier on the soon-to-be-mother.

"I love you, too, Maura."

"How did you-"

"Because I know you, Maur. When it comes to us, I can always tell what you're thinking before you say it." Jane giggled with a face-splitting smile.

"Oh really?" Maura played. "Well then, Detective Rizzoli, what am I thinking right now?" she shot back.

"You're thinking that you really want to kiss me right now, because you have finally been hit with the realization that no matter how much time has passed with us apart, you still love me, and you always will."

"Mmm…" Maura hummed with a smirk. "I guess you're right."

"Guess?" Jane gasped in mock surprise. "The Maura Isles I know would never guess."

"Oh, hush," Maura said as she surged toward Jane to claim her lips again. Jane smiled into the kiss, cupping Maura's cheeks as Maura threaded her fingers in Jane's long, dark hair. Playing with Jane's hair was a close second to kissing Jane on Maura's list of favorite hobbies. As Jane's tongue swiped across Maura's lips, she opened her mouth to Jane, allowing her entrance. As their tongues dueled and their lips danced delicately, all felt right with the world.

Until Jane pulled back sharply with a look of confusion on her face. As she looked down at her lap, she was all wet, and so was Maura.

"What the- Maura? Did you just pee on me?"

Maura looked down, and her eyes instantly widened.

"Jane...I- I- my water broke."

Jane was up in a split second, helping Maura off the couch and running frantically around the room, rapid fire shouting questions, like, "MAURA DO YOU HAVE A BAG READY TO GO? WHERE IS IT? HOW FAR APART ARE YOUR CONTRACTIONS?" and, "ARE YOU SURE IT WASN'T JUST PEE?"

Maura watched Jane panic and utterly failed at hiding her laughter. Then, a contraction hit her and the intensity of it took her breath away. Jane ran to her aid in a second, talking her through it and breathing with her. After it subsided, less than a minute later, Jane started rambling about not driving because she couldn't time her contractions in the car and how it was 9 o'clock on a Friday so there would be a lot of inner-city traffic. She was worried they were going to be stuck in the house and she was not at all trained or prepared mentally to deliver a baby. Suddenly, Jane was the one sweating and panicking, and she wasn't even the one in labor.

"JANE!" Maura yelled, effectively halting Jane's rambling, one hand holding on to the couch and the other cradling her stomach.

"Should I just call an Uber to take us to the hospital?" was Jane's only response.

Maura laughed a good, wholehearted laugh, before her expression hardened and she looked at Jane like she was a lunatic. "Are you serious, Jane?"

At midnight Angela was laying in bed with Ron watching television when her phone pinged with a text message. Confused as to who would be texting her this late, she checked the message and immediately started crying when she opened a selfie of Jane and Maura in Maura's car with the caption, "Guess who's in labor, Ma!"

Angela laughed as Jane's face in the picture was of pure joy, and Maura's was definitely annoyance hidden by a fake smile. Angela knew that in that situation, Jane would be particularly panicked, but also way too overjoyed about the situation. She smiled at the picture of the couple. Her girls. She loved them so much and was so excited for them. Even though Jane and Maura's relationship still had mending that needed to be done, she knew that they would come out of it all happier and more in love than ever.

She showed Ron the photo of the two, and his only response?

"Operation Rizzles was a success!"

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