As they strolled through the park, the weight of their earlier conversation began to lift, replaced by a sense of ease and contentment in each other's company. With the gentle rustle of leaves overhead and the soft murmur of birdsong in the air, Jane and Maura found solace in the simple pleasure of being together.
As they walked, their conversation ebbed and flowed, meandering from lighthearted anecdotes to shared memories and dreams for the future. With each step, they grew closer, their bond strengthening with every shared laugh and knowing glance.
And then, as they reached a secluded spot bathed in dappled sunlight, Jane came to a sudden stop, her hand reaching out to gently cup Maura's cheek. With a soft smile playing on her lips, she pulled Maura close, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss.
As they broke apart, Maura's eyes sparkled with curiosity, her breath coming in soft gasps. "Jane, what was that for?" she asked, her voice tinged with wonder.
Jane's smile widened as she met Maura's gaze, her heart overflowing with love and adoration. "For being you," she replied simply, her voice filled with sincerity. "For being the most amazing, beautiful woman I know."
As Angela joined Jane and Maura later in the evening to discuss the potential move to Quantico, the weight of the decision hung heavy in the air. As they delved into the details, Angela's anxiety began to surface, her eyes darting nervously as she struggled to process the implications of such a significant change.
Feeling overwhelmed, Angela excused herself from the conversation, her voice trembling as she muttered something about needing some fresh air. Maura watched with concern as Angela hurried out the door, a pang of guilt tugging at her heart for inadvertently causing her distress.
Sensing Maura's unease, Jane knew she had to act quickly to comfort Angela and ease her worries. With a reassuring smile to Maura, she rose from her seat and followed Angela outside, determined to offer her support.
"Ma, wait up," Jane called out as she caught up to Angela on the sidewalk, her voice gentle but firm.
Angela turned to face Jane, her eyes brimming with unshed tears as she struggled to articulate her fears. "Jane, I... I just don't know if I can handle all of this," she admitted, her voice choked with emotion. "The thought of you leaving, of Maura leaving... it's just too much."
Jane reached out to gently place a comforting hand on Angela's shoulder, her heart aching for the pain her mother was experiencing. "I understand, Angela. This is a big decision, for all of us," she replied, her voice soft but resolute. "But no matter what happens, we'll get through it together. We always do."
As Frankie approached Jane at work, a sense of unease settled in the pit of his stomach. He could tell from the furrow in his brow and the tension in his posture that something was weighing heavily on his mind.
"Hey, Frankie. What's up?" Jane greeted him, her voice tinged with concern as she studied his expression.
Frankie hesitated for a moment, his gaze flickering uncertainly before he finally spoke. "Jane, I... I heard something from Ma the other day," he began, his voice hesitant. "Is it true? Are you and Maura really moving?"
Jane's heart sank at Frankie's question, realizing that Angela's distance had not gone unnoticed by her family. Taking a deep breath, she met Frankie's gaze with a heavy heart.
Pulling out her phone, she quickly composed a text message to her fiancée.
"Hey, Maura. Just wanted to let you know that I'm grabbing drinks with Frankie at the Dirty Robber to talk about some stuff. I'll fill you in later. Love you."
With the text sent, Jane felt a slight sense of relief knowing that Maura was aware of her whereabouts. Turning her attention back to Frankie, she flashed him a small smile. "Shall we?" she asked, gesturing toward the door.
Frankie returned her smile, his expression grateful for the opportunity to talk. "Yeah, let's go," he replied, falling into step beside her as they made their way out of the precinct and toward the Dirty Robber.
As they settled into a booth at the Dirty Robber, Jane took a deep breath, steeling herself for the conversation ahead. With a somber expression, she turned to face Frankie, her voice steady but tinged with uncertainty.
"Frankie, there's something I need to tell you," Jane began, her words measured as she searched for the right way to broach the subject. "I've been offered a position with the FBI."
Frankie's eyes widened in surprise, his brow furrowing with concern. "The FBI? That's... that's big, Jane," he replied, his voice laced with disbelief. "I didn't realize you were considering leaving the force."
Jane nodded, her expression serious as she met Frankie's gaze. "It's a big decision, Frankie. But it's an opportunity I can't ignore," she explained, her voice tinged with regret. "And... Maura's thinking about taking a position with MEND while focusing on her writing."
Frankie's expression softened with understanding as he processed Jane's words. "I see," he murmured, his voice tinged with sadness. "So, you're both considering leaving Boston?"
Jane nodded, her heart heavy with the weight of their impending departure. "Yeah, it looks that way," she admitted, her voice tinged with regret. "But nothing's set in stone yet. We're still weighing our options."
As the weight of their conversation settled over them, Jane knew that she couldn't navigate her mother's distress alone. Turning to Frankie, she took a deep breath, steeling herself for the request she was about to make.
"Frankie, I need your help," Jane began, her voice tinged with urgency. "Ma's really struggling with the idea of us moving, and I don't know how to help her. I was hoping you could... talk to her, maybe help her see things from a different perspective."
Frankie's expression softened with understanding as he listened to Jane's plea. "Of course, Jane. I'd do anything for Ma," he replied, his voice filled with sincerity. "I'll talk to her, see if I can help her work through this."
With a grateful smile, Jane reached out to squeeze Frankie's hand, touched by his unwavering support. "Thank you, Frankie. I really appreciate it," she said, her voice filled with gratitude.
As they parted ways later that evening, Jane felt a sense of relief knowing that she had Frankie by her side to help her navigate the challenges that lay ahead. And as she made her way home to Maura, she knew that no matter what the future held, as long as they had each other and the support of their family, they could face anything together.
As Jane arrived home, the weight of the evening's discussions still lingering in her mind, she found solace in the warmth of Maura's embrace. With a sigh of relief, she melted into Maura's arms, grateful for the comfort and reassurance of her presence.
As they snuggled together on the couch, Jane recounted her conversation with Frankie, sharing the details of their discussion and expressing her gratitude for his willingness to help. Maura listened attentively, her touch gentle and soothing as she traced comforting patterns on Jane's back.
When Jane finally fell silent, lost in the warmth of Maura's embrace, she felt a soft kiss pressed against her temple, followed by a whispered invitation. "Why don't we go upstairs? I have something special planned for you."
Surprised but intrigued, Jane allowed herself to be led upstairs by Maura, her curiosity piqued by the anticipation of what lay ahead. As they entered their bedroom, she couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in her chest.
And then, as Maura began to massage the tension from Jane's muscles with practiced hands, Jane couldn't help but marvel at the depth of her love and the tenderness of her touch. "What did I do to deserve this?" she murmured, her voice filled with wonder.
Maura's response was simple but profound, her words a testament to the depth of her affection. "Just by being you," she replied, her voice filled with love. "That's all the reason I need."
As the night unfolded, Jane and Maura's shared intimacy deepened with each tender gesture and whispered confession of love. With each touch and caress, they expressed the depth of their affection and appreciation for one another, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as they reveled in the connection they shared.
With each intimate act, they discovered new depths of passion and desire, their love igniting like a flame in the darkness. In the quiet moments between kisses and caresses, they whispered words of devotion and adoration, their voices a sweet melody that echoed through the stillness of the night.
And as they surrendered to the ecstasy of their shared passion, they found solace in the knowledge that they were not alone, but bound together by the unbreakable bonds of love and commitment. In each other's arms, they found refuge from the chaos of the world outside, their hearts beating as one in a symphony of desire and longing.
As the night gave way to dawn, they lay entwined in each other's embrace, their bodies spent but their hearts overflowing with love. And as they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in the warmth of their shared affection, they knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, as long as they had each other, they could conquer anything together.
As Angela joined them for breakfast, the tension that had lingered between them since their earlier conversation began to dissipate. With a warm smile, Jane and Maura welcomed Angela to the table, their hearts open to reconciliation and understanding.
"Morning, Ma," Jane greeted her, her voice tinged with warmth and affection. "No need to apologize. We understand how overwhelming all of this can be."
Angela's expression softened with gratitude as she took her seat at the table, her eyes filled with remorse. "I'm sorry, Jane. I didn't mean to react the way I did," she murmured, her voice tinged with regret. "It's just... it's a lot to take in."
Maura reached out to gently squeeze Angela's hand, her touch a soothing balm against the turmoil of her emotions. "We know, Angela. And believe me, we're just as nervous about everything as you are," she admitted, her voice filled with sincerity. "But no matter what happens, we're in this together."
As Angela broached the topic of selling the Beacon Hill home, a sense of nostalgia washed over Jane and Maura. The thought of parting with the cherished memories held within those walls filled them with a sense of loss.
"Ma, we've talked about it, and we've decided that we don't want to sell the house," Jane explained, her voice firm but gentle. "It means too much to us, and we want to keep it in the family."
Maura nodded in agreement, her expression reflecting the sentiment shared by both women. "We understand if you don't want to stay here permanently, Angela. But would you consider keeping the property up for us? We still want it to feel like home when we come back."
Angela's eyes welled with emotion at their words, touched by their desire to preserve the memories of their home. "Of course, girls. I'd be honored to take care of the house for you," she replied, her voice filled with sincerity. "It'll always be your home, no matter what."
With a warm smile, she turned to Maura, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"What about the wedding, dear? With all this talk of moving, have your plans changed?" Angela inquired, her voice filled with anticipation.
Maura's smile widened at the question, her gaze meeting Jane's with a shared sense of excitement for the future. "No, Ma, nothing has changed regarding the wedding," she replied, her voice filled with assurance. "We're still planning for a summer wedding, just as we've always dreamed."
Jane nodded in agreement, her heart swelling with love for her fiancée. "That's right. And we're looking forward to celebrating with all our friends and family," she added, her voice tinged with excitement.
Angela's eyes softened with affection as she took in the joy radiating from the couple before her. "Well, I couldn't be happier for you both," she said, her voice filled with warmth. "No matter where life takes you, your love will always be the most important thing."
At the next family dinner, Jane and Maura, will tell the rest of the family of their plans. Slowly the pieces were falling in place.
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"Jane, I wanted to talk to you about something," Korsak began, his expression serious as he met her gaze. "I've decided to retire. It's time for me to step back and enjoy some well-deserved time off."
Jane's heart sank at his words, her mind racing with memories of their shared experiences and the bond they had formed over the years. "Korsak, I... I don't know what to say," she replied, her voice filled with emotion. "You've been like a father to me, and I'm going to miss having you around."
Korsak offered her a reassuring smile, his eyes reflecting a mixture of pride and affection. "You'll do just fine, Jane. You're ready for this next step in your career," he said, his voice filled with confidence. "Speaking of which, I heard about the offer from the FBI. Congratulations."
"Jane, I may be retiring from the force, but I'm not ready to slow down just yet," Korsak began, his expression determined as he met her gaze. "I've decided to spend more time with KiKi and keep running the Dirty Robber."
Jane's heart warmed at his words, touched by his dedication to both his family and his business. "Korsak, that's great news," she replied, her voice filled with genuine happiness. "I know KiKi will be thrilled to have you around more, and the Dirty Robber won't be the same without you."
Korsak chuckled at her words, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes. "Thanks, Jane. I'm looking forward to the next chapter," he said, his voice tinged with excitement. "And don't worry, I'll still be around to keep an eye on things at the precinct. You can count on me."
As Maura entered the bustling bullpen in search of Jane, she was met with a chorus of congratulations from her colleagues. A smile graced her lips as she made her way toward Jane's desk, her heart swelling with pride for her fiancée.
"Congratulations, Maura! I heard the news," Korsak exclaimed, his voice filled with genuine happiness as he approached them. "You and Jane make a great team."
Maura beamed at the kind words, feeling a surge of gratitude for Korsak's support. "Thank you, Vince. That means a lot coming from you," she replied, her voice tinged with sincerity.
Jane glanced up from her desk, a mischievous twinkle in her eye as she caught sight of Maura. "Hey, there you are. Korsak's suggesting we all head over to the Dirty Robber to celebrate. What do you say?"
Maura's eyes lit up with excitement at the suggestion, her heart fluttering with anticipation for the evening ahead. "I think that's a wonderful idea, Jane. Let's go celebrate together," she replied, her voice filled with enthusiasm.