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Maura's POV

June/02/2010

It was Saturday and I was lying in bed think that it has been already two weeks since Megan had come to live with us and things were starting to accommodate into a stable routine. For me -I was hoping for the rest too- everything felt just right, like if this was meant to be. Megan started to go to school on Monday and it all look ok, she didn't complained and did her work as she was supposed to, but since the 'jogging incident' she has been even more quiet and careful than she already was, like if she felt like walking on eggshells. Even though, she was also playing the piano more often and she was improving rapidly. Both kid started to be more open and comfortable towards Megan and she did the same with both Lucas and Lily.

I kept on thinking for a while but the sound of a door opening pulled me out of my thoughts. By the sound of the steps, Megan was the one awake. It was fairly early but she was indeed and early riser. I thought of going down and accompany her but then I realized that she was a fifteen year old teenager and needed her own space. Both Jean and I noticed that sometimes after a family gathering or after being for a while with a lot of people around she tended to retract herself for a while before joining the group again. With time Jane and I have noticed a few things about Megan. She was reserved and meticulous, she didn't like to be touched too much, she still stiffened when any of us tried to hugged her or toucher in any way, but she was accepting our touches a bit more with the passing of time.

But, even though, she always tried to play cool and be a tough, tried to seem like everything was normal, her eyes gave her away. The look in her eyes denoted hurt and hopelessness, a little girl wanting comfort and love. And even if it took us a while, we all were willing to make her feel like this, was her safe place, her home. Of course we also started to notice when she liked or disliked something. And those little habits she has.

After a while lying in bed thinking I decided to go down and prepare a cup of tea and read the newspaper. I carefully stood from the bed and went to the bathroom completing my morning routine. I changed into a sportive outfit and went to check both kids room before going down the stairs. First I checked Lily's room, she was sleeping like the angel she was, tucked fully under her pink comforter, then I checked Lucas, he was sleeping like he always do, spread completely on the bed and the cover thrown on the floor. I smiled at the sight and closed the door away. I climbed down the stairs and passed through the play room peaking my head inside, I saw Megan immersed in the rather difficult piece she was playing and decided to leave her alone.

I went into the kitchen and put the kettle on the stove to boil. While waiting for the water to boil I was reading the news. When the water was ready I brewed up some tea for myself and remembered that someone was awake and loved tea. I brewed up another cup after drinking mine and carried it to the play room.

I entered in the room "Morning, sweetheart" I said getting closer to her. She stopped playing and turned around smiling slightly. I kissed top of her head and placed the cup on the little table beside the piano "I brought some tea. One teaspoon of sugar, just how you like" I smiled.

She looked at me confused but she was still smiling "Thank you, Maura. You didn't have to" she said, her cheeks turning a faded shade of pink.

"You don't have to thank me" I said not taking the smile off of my face "If you're hungry I'm making sandwiches for breakfast" I said and patted her shoulder.

"Sure, I-I'll be there in a few minutes" she said nervously.

"There is no need to rush. Come whenever you want" I said and left the room. The teenager was true to her word in less than ten minutes she was on the kitchen washing her mug and helping me making the sandwiches. She was always like this, helping and trying to act like an adult but saying no words. If she was told something or asked, she will gladly answer and helped, but she hasn't initiated a conversation yet.

Not much after Jane appeared on the kitchen, carrying Lily in her arms and Lucas by her side, obviously more asleep than awake, rubbing his eyes. I cleaned my hand on a towel and went to my wife kissing her lips, asking her how she slept.

Immediately I kissed Lily's forehead "And how my little girl slept?" I asked. Lily nodded and held her arms in the air; signal that she wanted me to hold her. I picked her up and kissed the tip of her nose making her giggles and scrunch her nose. Then I leaned and kissed Lucas atop his head and ruffled his hair "How's my little man this morning?" asked.

"Hungry, mommy" he said.

"What's new?" Jane said laughing. I placed Lily on the floor and both kids ran inside the kitchen. Lily rounded the island and hugged Megan and Lucas jump on one of the stool and held his fist on the air, Megan rapidly gave him a fist bump and winked at him. Jean and I looked at the scene and smiled.

"Morning, Meg" Jane said approaching to the girl.

"Morning" she said, Jane passed by her and kissed her head, to which she stiffed slightly. Grabbing a mug from the drawer and filling it with coffee.

We finished breakfast and the kids went to the living room to watch a movie. Megan helped cleaning the kitchen and went to her room, probably to read or use her phone. And Jane and I remained in the kitchen talking.

"So, anything planned for today?" Jane asked, sipping from her mug she just refilled.

"Well, I have nothing planned, but we can do something fun after lunch" I suggested. "Maybe movies or go to the park. What do you think?" I said.

"I like those idea. It's been a while since we went to the movies" Jane exclaimed. Before I could answer my phone rang. I watch the bright screen and furrowed my brow. It was my mother calling. I showed it to Jane, who raised her eyebrows, just as surprised as I was.

"Hello, Mother" I said.

"Hello, Darling. How are you?" my mother asked

"I'm fine, mother. What-what do I owe the placer of your call" I said, nervously rubbing the back of my neck.

"Well, I have an exposition tomorrow and I will be in Boston for the weekend so I thought that tonight we can have dinner" she said. My breathing started to become hectic and my hand became sweaty. Jane was now standing my side waiting for the call to end and get an explanation.

"Mmm… Yes, that would be really nice" I said.

"I'll be there at seven o'clock. Au Revoir, Chéri" she said and hung up.

I stood speechless for a minute before looking at Jane who was still expecting me to say something. "My mother is coming tonight" I said looking scared at her. My mother was a lot of thing and a few of those are elegant, fancy and judgmental.

"So, we are not going to the movies" Jane said sarcastically and looked at me trying to enlighten the mood.

"What are we going to do? What are we even going to have for dinner? I have nothing planned. I'll call her and cancelled the dinner" I started to splutter nonsenses, almost panicking.

Jane placed her hands on my shoulder "Honey, you're starting to have a rash" she said. I touched my neck, realizing it was true. "Calm down, we can figure out something. It's only ten am, we have plenty of time".

"How are we going to prepare an eleven course haute dinner?" I said really nervous.

"Eleven courses? You are out of your mind, right?" Jane said raising one eyebrow.

"No, I mean horsdoeuvne, potage, poisson, entre, releve, sorbet, roti, legume, entremet, savoureux, dessert. What are we going to do?" I exclaimed hyperventilating.

"Ok, Maura, you are making this bigger than what it is… I know your mother is refined and fancy but there's no need to pretend or impress her, not anymore. She will have to accept that you aren't her" Jane said heartfeltly.

Her words eased me and I was breathing normal again. I didn't say much more and hugged her "What would I do without you?" I said looking lovingly into her eyes.

She huffed "Passed out on an eleven course dinner" she joked. I slapped her arm playfully.

I took a deep breath "Ok. So, what should we do then?" I asked her.

Jane tried to avoid the question "You know, you should ask Mega, she's very smart" Jane said smiling awkwardly.

"You, my dear, are incorrigible" I said chuckling. But indeed she was right, Megan proved to be good with this type of labors and maybe she would have an idea. "But you have a point. I'll asker to help me with this. You try to keep the kids under control, please" I adamantly.

"Yes, sir" she said doing a military salute and was about to go to the kids. "Oh! And before I forget. Why don't we go to that nice restaurant near by the bay, we haven't done much since Megan came to live with us, and she would like that place, the kids love it and I feel like eating crab cakes today" Jane said smiling excitedly.

"That's a good idea. Why don't we do an early lunch, that way we can have enough time to figure dinner" I proposed.

"That's perfect!" she answered. I smiled at her enthusiasm. I took a glass of water before going to Megan's room.


Megan's POV

It's had been a couple of weeks living with the Rizzoli-Isles', it hadn't been as bad as I thought it would be. I was impressed about how attentive and observant they were. This morning was a proof of that. I never expected Maura –no one for that matter- to bring me tea. I actually never really though they noticed that. Yes, I loved to drink tea while playing piano or reading.

The first week with them was horribly slow, I didn't do much more than help around the house, even though they always told me it wasn't necessary, play piano, read and use my phone. After the dispute about my jogging session without permission I tried to be as perfect as I could, remembering Jannet words to be as less of a pain as possible. I wasn't at home but it wasn't the horribly pit that was the group home. But I noticed that the incident was long forgotten, they treaded my as they had done since day one and that spoke volumes to me about their intentions and values.

The previous Monday I started school, at the kid's school and it was really similar to my previous one. I wasn't really a social person but people were nice, even a few help me finding the classrooms and showing me around. Things started to flow more easily around; I was starting to feel a bit better, or at least, to sleep full night, those angsty feelings were slowly disappearing, I was even referring to the room I was sleeping in as 'my room' sometimes. Even if I didn't wanted to admitted, I was starting to like them.

While I was lost in my own thought I heard a knock on the door "Come in" I said, knowing that it was Maura by the soft single knock -usually Jane's were stronger and the kids were a lot more in quantity and speed-

She came inside the room and sat on the edge of the bed, in front of me "Sweetheart, I'll need your help today" she said carefully.

"Sure, what can I do?" I said, leaving my phone on the nightstand and taking my headphone from my ears.

"Figuring out dinner" She hesitated before speaking "My mother is coming tonight" she said. She rubbed her palms and sighed "She-she can be… judgmental sometimes and she is really sophisticated so I need you to help me figuring out what to do for dinner after lunch. Are you up for the challenge?" she said trying to enlighten the mood. She sounded almost afraid of her mom coming, and I didn't know why; actually they barely mentioned Maura's parents since I came.

"My-My mother used to call to this restaurant when she needed a good short-noticed catering" I said looking through my phone the number "Here, Maison de la Mer, chef Renault. Tell him you're a friend of... of Victoria Ainsworth" the words feeling heavy as they left my mouth

"Chef Renault, how didn't think that before. You're a genius. Thanks, sweetheart" she exclaimed kissing my cheek and smiling "And at twelve we were thinking to go to restaurant nearby the bay that Jane and the kids love. Is that ok with you?" Maura exclaimed.

"Sure" I simply said. Not really knowing why she asked me that.

"Well, see you in a while" Maura said "And thanks again, I know it wasn't easy" she compassionate said and left the room.

I remained thinking about what just Maura said. Was she warning me? It sounded like that but I wasn't sure. They hadn't really talked about Maura's parents more than a couple of times this past two weeks. I parked those thoughts and decided to take a shower and start to get ready. I took a long warm shower, thing that finally I could do without the warm water running out or something banging on the door telling me to hurry. Remembering the past month I understood that I was really afraid of someone wanting me to come to live with them and then changing. Jannet told me many stories of her own experiences. Nice people being nice and welcoming then becoming a living nightmare. I was still afraid that that might happen to me. This family was far from being abusive in any way but the underlying fear of that changing was still inside me. I tried to take those thoughts away y tried to remit to the facts and what I had seen so far.

I got out of the shower when I noticed that I spent more than forty-five minutes inside the shower zoned out and I needed to get dry my hair and get dress in less than thirty minutes. Rapidly I grabbed de hair dryer and dry it as fast I could, leaving some parts still humid and through on a pair of jeans and a light blouse, put my shoes on and got out of the room, rushing down stairs. When I got down I noticed they weren't there, probably they were helping the kids to get dressed. I sighed relieved and I sat on the couch waiting.

Jane came down not much after with Lily on her arms and Lucas just behind them. "What a nice surprise to see someone dress in time" Jane said joking placing the little girl on the floor. Jane went to the kitchen. Lucas turned the Tv on and sat on the couch next to me.

Then I looked down and saw Lily looking at the floor in front of me, wanting to ask something but not sure how. I knew she wanted me to braid her hair, she's always a bit afraid to ask at first. I smiled at her and she noticed it "Do you want me to braid your hair?" I asked her. She nodded eagerly and sat on my lap immediately, something she had never done before.

I started to braid her hair when Jane came out of the kitchen and saw us sitting at the couch and Lily on my lap, she smiled and sat beside me "You'll be braiding her hair forever" she joked noticing how frequently Lily asked me to braid her hair.

"That's no problem" I answered truthfully.

"So, how did you learn to braid? I have seen you made quite a few styles on her hair lately? She asked.

"My sister was really girly and loved to use me as the practice doll, after a while I asked her to teach me and well, time and practice helped" I confessed.

Jane smiled apologetically knowing that talking about me family wasn't easy. She took a sip from her glass of water then we heard Maura coming down the stairs and right after we all jumped on the car heading to the restaurant. It was indeed really nice. It had a nice view of the canal and the ships passing by. I was immerse on the view when a waiter impeccably dressed came but I kept on enjoying the view

"How are you today? Can I offer you something to drink while you decide what to eat?" He politely asked.

Jane asked for a beer. Maura asked for white wine. Both kids asked for coke to which Maura held back her desire to tell the kids otherwise but being an special occasion, that an possibly Jane's help, she let them take the fizzy drink.

"Do you have fresh juices?" I heard Jane asked to the waiter.

"Yes, ma'am. I can offer you orange, pineapple, papaya, strawberry, wild berries, lemonade and our signature tropical punch which contained orange, passion fruit, papaya and pineapple juice. All of them freshly squeezed daily by our bartenders" He offered smiling.

"That tropical punch sounds good" I thought. But I didn't really want to ask for that. I thought otherwise and was about to ask for water but noticed that Jane looked briefly at me "I think she will take that tropical punch" Jane said with no hesitation. I was impressed, how could she know that I wanted that?

"I'll be back in a few minutes with your drinks" the waiter excused himself and went to prepare our order.

"I've come to know you a bit, sweetheart" she said to me and winked her eye.

I smiled without noticing it "Thanks" I uttered. I saw Maura looking at us just like she did when the kids started to be more open to me. Love and warmth was showing in her hazel eyes.

"Nothing to thank me for" she said and pecked my temple. And for the first time in a long while I didn't stiffen, not even a bit. Even I was surprised

The lunch went by pretty well, the food was really good. Maura was right the crab cakes were awesome and the tropical punch was really refreshing. When we were leaving the restaurant my phone rang, I unlocked the screen and saw a new message from Arthur.

"Hello, Megan. It's Mr. A. I just found out that you've been fostered. Call me when you have time. Take care" he wrote. I complete forgot about him, I should have called him when I got out of the group home. Mentally I noted to call him tonight. We left going towards the house and the ride was relatively quiet but a few statements coming from both older women.

I looked through out the window the whole drive and I was lost in my thoughts until Maura pulled my out of them "Sweetheart, were home" she said and I got out from the SUV. I went to my room and called Arthur. The phone rang for a few seconds but the voice mail jumped. I sighed and leaved it there. I changed my clothes and grabbed the book I had on the nightstand starting to read but I had most drift off to sleep because I woke up by someone knocking on my door "Come in" I mumbled.

"Hey, Meg" Jane said "You had a good nap?" she smiled. I nodded while rubbing my eyes. "I need to pick the catering Maura ordered, will you come with me?" she asked.

"Sure" I simply said and stood from the bed "I'll change and be down in a five minutes" I finished, getting up from the bed.

"Don't rush, I'll wait downstairs" she exclaimed and left the room. As fast as I could I change and went down.

"You were right, that was fast. Well, let's go pal" she said grabbing the keys of the SUV. I smiled at her enthusiasm and we went to the restaurant. Jane parked the car when we arrived and got down, entering into the place. "Hello, I'm here to pick and order for Maura Isles" Jane announced to the waitress.

"Sure, I'll be with your order in a minute" she politely said and went for the order. The woman came back a few minutes after "One of our assistants will bring your order to your car" she said.

Jane brow furrowed slightly "Perfect, thanks" she said. Five or ten minutes after a man appeared with a trolley with quite a pile of food trays. Jane eyes went wide "She went overboard, again" Jane said seeing the large stack of trays. I chuckled slightly and follow her and the man with the trolley to the car. The man loaded the trays on the trunk and after thanking him we got in the car.

"I'm guessing there's a dress code" I joked.

Jane laughed and shook her head "Yes, unfortunately, it is" she laughed. She turned the car on and we head home. When we returned home and Maura was settling the table, already nicely dressed "Oh! You're already back!" Maura exclaimed.

Jane and I had our hands complete full carrying as many trays as we could so we didn't need to do more back and forth journeys than necessary. "Don't you think this is a little too much? Baby" Jane said

"What? Just seven courses, a casual dinner" Maura smiled.

I almost bursted out laughing but held myself against it and just a chuckled left my mouth. Jane raised one eyebrow "Yeah, sure. Just another dinner" Jane joked.

We carried the trays to the kitchen and took the cling film off of them. It was almost seven, so Maura's mother was about to arrive so we started to heat what needed to be heated and taking the thing out of the trays and placing them their respective platters, fonts and bowls.

"Meg, we can finish here. You can go and change if you want" Jane said. I obeyed but finished was I was doing on the kitchen first then I went to my room. I wasn't sure what to wear because the situation was kind of unclear so I decided for a navy blue and white striped dress. I finish with my hair and some make-up and stayed in my room until I hear the doorbell ring and the kids squealing happily 'Grand'Mere'.

I sighed and went down stairs. While I was walking down Jane was about to too "This is going to be fun" she said sarcastically and rounded me with her arm. When we reached the ground floor

"Jane, darling, how are you" a woman –obviously Maura's mother- greeted her. Jane let go of me and hugged the woman "Hello, Constance. I hope you had a great flight" she said

"As they always are" she smiled and Jane did the same.

Then Maura came and put her arm around me just like Jane did before. "Mother, this is Megan" she presented me, thing that made me slightly uncomfortable; the woman appeared just as Maura described it earlier, Judgmental and too fancy.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Megan. I'm Constance Isles, Maura's mother" The woman said.

"My pleasure" I said she came closes and held her hand out; I shook her hand and smiled at her.

"Well, should we go to the dining room?" Maura exclaimed. We all went to the room and they all stared to chat, I noticed that the woman was talking about an exhibition she was having in town, statement that made me think about what this woman do, I carefully listen to her and after a while I understood that she was art professor and artist. I was she didn't really made me comfortable, she was always implying her refined taste and excusing herself for cancelling last minute the last two times Maura invited her to meet me but other than that dinner went by pretty rapidly.

"Meg, sweetheart, can you help me to bring dessert?" Jane asked. I noticed she was trying to get me out of the dinner table for a minute because of the conversation Maura was having.

"Sure" I said standing up from the table.

"Excuse us for a minute" Jane smiled.

Jane and I took the dessert out of the fridge and we served it on the plates. Jane took two plates and carried them out, I followed her closely. I placed one of the plates on Jane's spot "Thanks, sweetheart" she said, I smiled and carried the other plate with me, to my seat.

I was starting to get really bored; Both Lily and Lucas got bored a long time ago and went to the play room for a while leaving me without the only distraction I have had all night. They keep on the conversation and I got distracted for a minute with my phone thanks to a message but even though, I could hear Maura's Mother saying "Ne pensez-vous pas qu'il est dangereux d'apporter un étranger à votre ménage comme ça?" -Don't you think is a little is dangerous to bring a stranger to your house like this- with a petulant tone. I internally laughed and looked up.

Jane might haven't understand it all but was at the verge of a fit of cough and laughter and Maura breathed deeply containing her anger "Mother, Megan can speak French perfectly" she said ashamed, her face blushing.

Constance face had a shocked expression, not knowing what to say to amend her mistake.

"I would have thought the same being in your situation Mrs. Isles" I said trying not to laugh. Then an uncomfortable silence filled the room for a few seconds, silent that Maura broke.

"Mother, I understand this is hard to assimilate but Megan is…" she paused and looked at Jane who nodded "Megan is our daughter, and you have to respect our decision and her. You over anyone should understand that" Maura said as politely as she could masking her anger. Her 'daughter?' Did she just call me her daughter? I thought. My face most have looked confused in that moment, it really took me by surprise.

"You're right, and I'm sorry" she said to her and turned to look at me "I'm sorry, Megan, it was very impolite from my part" she apologized.

"Nothing to forgive" I said smiling, more for Maura's sake than real forgiveness. Even though her comment wasn't really that offensive, it made me feel just like a few weeks ago at the group home, were you're a mistake and nothing can be good coming from you.

Not much after, the woman said her goodbyes and left to her hotel room. Jane took the kids and tucked them in for the night after they all said good night. I helped Maura cleaning the kitchen and ordering everything, as usual, in a comfortable silence.

"I'm sorry, for tonight" Maura soddenly said.

"There's nothing to be sorry, Maura. Really" I tried to ease her worry.

"No, sweetheart. She had no right and that's why I'm sorry for" she exclaimed.

"Honestly, it might be kind of hard to wrap your head around this situation" I explained while drying some dripping dishes.

Maura smiled and put the platter on her hand on the drawer "I think I haven't told you that I'm adopted, right?" she said. I looked at her impressed; I would have never imagined that.

"I was adopted as a baby. She, ever anyone, should have understood. Sometimes she is like this, but I have to tell you that she is fairly nice when you get to know her" She explained.

"Don't worry, Maura. There are no hard feelings" I said truthfully smiling.

We finished our duty on the kitchen and went upstairs but before I could enter in the room she stopped me "And just in case, you are pretty much our daughter" she smiled "Good night" she said hugging me and for the first time I reciprocated the hug. She kissed the top of my head and went to her room.

I sat on the bed feeling a vast range of emotions because of what happen at dinner. Was I really they daughter? They really thought of me on that way? On one hand I was happy but on the other hand I didn't really know how that made me feel. I told myself to stop my raging storm of thought and go to sleep, thing that didn't really work, because I spent a long time looking at the ceiling trying to sleep.


Jane's POV

Maura came in the room while I was smoothing the bed sheets looking more relieved than before. She kissed my lips and went to get change. I got into bed and waited for her to come and join me.

"You ok?" I asked her.

"I'm just angry. Why did she say that just in front of her? Sometimes I don't understand her" she said frustrated.

I swallowed hard "I didn't like it either but that is in the past" I said plating a kiss on her temple.

"I know, I just…" she stopped herself but I knew what she wanted to say.

"Love her?" I completed.

Maura nodded "I know we haven't said it out loud but I do really love her" she confessed.

"I know you do, I do too. Maybe we can start telling her soon. She already knows we consider her our daughter" I said heartfeltly.

She looked at me smiling "We should do it" she exclaimed. We kissed again "good night, my love" she said, I did the same and we felt asleep tangled in each other's arm.