"Man, I miss TJ. I wish we had more nephews. Nieces too. Babies are okay," Jane decided, drinking a beer - the first she'd had since TJ had shown up on their doorstep. Maura sipped her wine and watched carefully, wondering if now was the right time to broach the subject.
"We could always make our own?" Maura suggested, and Jane snorted out her beer.
"Make our own nephews?" Jane asked, laughing. "You of all people should know that's impossible! Unless Ma adopts you, but then there would be the issue of us technically being related, and we both have the same equipment... Maura, what are you on about?"
"Babies, Jane. Not nephews. We could always make our own."
"Oh, yeah. Casey is back in town soon, and Ian is always dropping in and out. It'd almost be like making each other nephews," Jane shrugged. "But I'm not up for being a single parent. It was fun with you, but everything is fun with you."
"When I say 'make our own', I meant... babies, and I meant... together," Maura said, looking into her wine glass, seeing Jane's head snap up in her peripheral vision.
"Wait, you'd want to? Still the equipment issue, Maura." Jane shook her head, thinking about how she'd woken up that morning strewn across Maura's legs while Maura looked down at TJ with a look so full of fierce loving, then, when she noticed Jane was awake, shifted that same look to her. Maura had started talking about IVF and egg harvesting, but Jane sipped her beer and looked up at Maura, who looked worried.
"Screw it," Jane said. "Let's make our own."
Maura's smile was shy and uncertain, and Jane hated herself a little for making her wonder for so long. Jane got to her feet and walked to the stairs.
"Where are you going?" Maura asked.
"To the bedroom. We've got some nephews to make."
Jane tuned out the lecture that Maura, thankfully following her, was making around cis women having babies together and stating that unprotected sex between the two of them was going to be far from the most effective method until she shut the bedroom door behind Maura and kissed her long enough for Maura to forget how to make words, let alone nephews.
Notes:
Got the idea from a smosh video
I'm not like back-back, this is all from the backlog. This month is for editing but I should have more free time coming.