Alright, as promised, here is the first chapter is the third and final installment of the Maura's Confession Trilogy. I'm very excited for you all to read this, It's been circling around in my head since a little after I started Life's New Journey, so I'm happy that we're finally here. This one will be a bit different, but not too much, from the way I've done the previous two stories. I hope you all still stick with me.

I don't own these character, obviously, I'm just having a bit of fun borrowing them. All rights belong to TNT and blah blah blah.

As always, have fun and ENJOY!

Beacon Hill 9:50 pm - April

Beacon Hill is a nice place. People mostly keep to themselves. The surrounding area is well kept and beautiful. All in all it is a good place to live, and raise a family. In one particular house all is quiet, or mostly quiet that is. The kids are away with their grandparents, giving a much needed evening alone to the parents currently occupying said house.

"Oh Luke, god, don't stop!" Emily screams as I continue to make sweet love to her.

"I wouldn't dream of it baby." I husk out as I carry us both over that amazing edge of pure bliss.

I collapse on top of my wife, before moving to the side, sliding out of her. She winces slightly, and I mentally chastise myself for not waiting first, before I feel her cuddle up into my side. I wrap my arms around her and kiss her head.

"Oh Lucas, that was amazing, thank you baby." Em says, still somewhat breathless. I smile at her words before responding.

"You don't have to thank me for making love to you baby, but I'm glad you enjoyed it. And I'm glad your mom took the kids. We really needed this." I say lovingly to her.

"I'm glad she did too. I really needed some alone time with my sweet man." She says playfully, leaning up to nip at my lips.

"Oh baby, I'm not sweet, I'm masculine and ferocious!" I playfully growl right back. I can feel myself getting hard again, ready to take my wife once more. The harsh ring of the house phone startles us apart however.

"Just leave it." Em says, bringing my face back to hers for a passionate kiss. The phone stops ringing, allowing me to fully concentrate on the task at hand. Luck is not on my side though because next my cellphone starts ringing. Emily growls, and I give her an apologetic look before hopping off the bed to retrieve my phone from my pants pocket on the floor. When I see my mother's smiling face up on my screen I begin to worry, wondering why she's calling twice in a row, especially this late at night.

"Mom?" I answer. The sound of my mother's voice on the other end causes me to start panicking.

"Lucas, honey, I need you to come to the hospital right away. Your Ma has been in an accident." She says, and she sounds utterly broken, ready to burst into sobs at any moment.

"What happened? And what hospital are you at?" I ask at the same time as I throw on my boxers and pants, looking around for my shirt.

"I'm at Mass General, please hurry honey, I'll tell you more when you get here." She says to me.

"Okay we're on our way." I tell her before hanging up. I look at Emily, who is giving me an extremely worried look. "What's going on?" She asks, following my lead and gathering her clothes.

"Ma's been in an accident, mom didn't say anything else. We need to get to Mass Gen as soon as possible. Can you call your mother and have her get the kids ready? We can grab them on the way." I ask her, throwing my shoes on before heading to the dresser to grab my keys.

"Yea, I'll call her on the way." Em says, throwing on her last shoe. Quickly we head out of the house and to the car, before speeding off towards our kids and then the hospital.

Rushing into the hospital, my eyes frantically search the waiting area for my mother. I spot her sitting about twenty feet away with her head in her hands as they rest on her knees, her body shaking slightly. I sprint over to her and sit down, taking her into my arms.

"Hey mom, talk to me." I say, pulling her tighter against me. She looks up at me, tears streaming down her face, with red puffy eyes.

"Oh Luke!" She cries before burying her face in my chest. I wrap her tighter into my embrace, hoping to provide comfort somehow. I can feel her sobbing into my chest, but I don't mind the tear stains. Seeing her in this type of distress is eating me up inside.

The sound of little feet hitting the ground cause me to look up. "Gramma!" My daughter, Sophia Maura Rizzoli-Isles, calls as she comes running up to us, her mom chasing close behind.

"Gramma, why are you crying?" Sophie asks her grandma.

Mom lifts her head to look at her oldest grandchild. Sophie climbs into her arms as she opens them, inviting her in. Sophie immediately curls up to her, most likely sensing her need for comfort.

"How is she mom?" I ask, extremely concerned for my mother. She looks up at me with a fresh set of tears leaking down her face. "Not good Luke. She has a subdural hematoma, both her left arm and leg are broken, and she's been in surgery for the past two hours. Her heart stopped twice on the way to the hospital-" Her voice catches in her throat as her head drops. She clings tighter to Sophie while she tries to regain some composure.

I have tears of my own running down my face when I feel a hand come to rest on my shoulder, causing me to jump. I look up and instantly relax when I see my beautiful wife Emily standing before me, holding our six month old son Liam Jay.

"Mommy, gramma's crying." Sophie says once she spots her mother, but continues to cling to my mother. She looks back to Maura with a sad expression. "Where's Nona?" she asks, and by the look on my mothers face, it was the wrong this for her to say.

"Nona's in a hospital bed Soph, she's not feeling very well." I say to her, not really knowing what to tell her about her Nona. Sophie looks at me sadly before turning back to her grandma again. "Is Nona gonna be okay?" She asks, clinging to her shirt.

"I don't know baby." Is all mom says. She looks defeated and heart broken, and for once she doesn't really have an answer.

"Mom!" I suddenly hear being yelled from the entrance of the hospital. I look over and see my sister Bella running towards us, her golden blonde hair whipping behind her as she runs.

Once she gets closer, I notice tear stains on her face, her makeup slightly smudged. Mom stands up with Sophie in her arms as Bella nears, and opens her right arm for a hug. Bella wraps them both up, holding so tight as if her life depended on it. I stand up and wrap my arms around all three of them, feeling the need to comfort my girls.

"Mrs. Rizzoli-Isles?" A voice calls, breaking us out of our moment. Mom's head snaps towards the voice, which belongs to a doctor, before she hands Sophie back to me. She walks over to the doctor, putting on her best front, bringing out her Dr. Isles persona.

"Yes, how is she doctor?

"Your wife is out of surgery and has stabilized. They were able to release the pressure in her brain and bring the swelling down. We've managed to cast her broken appendages, and suture the deeper cuts. She's been put into a medically induced coma so her body can heal, but you should be good to visit her. I ask that you limit it to two people at a time though." The doctor says with a sad tone to his voice.

"Thank you doctor." Mom says, and she appears to be processing his words. He smiles and walks away, leaving mom standing where she is. She slowly turns around to face us, before making her way closer, her arms folded protectively around herself.

"Can we go see her now?" I ask her, feeling slightly better that she's not crying at the moment. It has to be a good sign right? She would definitely be in tears if ma was getting worse.

"Yes we can go two at a time." She says, looking at me with a sad smile. I nod my head at her and make my way back over to Emily. She's sitting down next to Bella and both of them have deep looks of concern on their faces. I hand Sophie off to Bella and give her a kiss on the forehead.

"Ma's stable and we can go see her now, but the doctor said only two at a time. I'm gonna take mom in there for a minute and then I'll be back. Is that okay Bella?" I ask my sister. She nods her head at me and wipes a few tears off of her face.

"Yea that's fine. I'll stay here with Em and the kids." She says to me with a small smile. I nod my head in conformation before leaning down to kiss Emily on the lips softly. I next lean down to give Liam a kiss on his forehead.

I head back over to mom and wrap my arms around her shoulders and begin to lead her towards my ma's room.

"So what exactly happened mom?" I ask as we make our way down the hall. I still haven't been told what happened to her. Hot tears are running down her face again, and she hangs her head in shame. We come to a stop outside ma's room, and I look down at my mother, rather confused by her sudden behavior. I gently put my hand under her chin and lift her head to look at me.

"What happened mom?" I ask again, quietly this time. She stays silent for a few seconds longer before wiping her tears away.

"We got into a fight and she stormed off. I got a call about an hour later from the officers who finally found my contact info. I was told she was t-boned going through the intersection. A drunk driver had run the red light, hitting her car directly on her door." At hearing this I immediately take her in my arms and hold her as she cries.

"It's okay mom. You know she's a fighter, she'll pull through." I say comfortingly. I rub her back slightly as she clings to me. We stay like this for a few minutes while mom calms down. She pulls away and nods her head at me, indicating that she's okay and wants to go into the room.

Slowly, I open the door and peer inside. My heart breaks at the sight before me. I hear mom gasp behind me and then burst into tears, rushing over to ma's side. She gingerly lifts ma's uninjured hand and clasps it in her own before bringing it up to her lips for a kiss.

"Jane, honey I'm here. I'm so sorry baby." She says sadly to her wife, even though ma is unconscious and can't hear her. I make my way over to the other side of ma's bed and look down at her. She's lying in the hospital bed, cast, bandaged and bruised. She has her head wrapped, a strip across her nose and bandages over several cuts on her face, the ones that needed stitches. Both limbs are in casts, her leg hanging from a support system at the foot of the bed, and from what little we can see she's bruised all over. This just causes my mother to burst into a fresh set of tears.

"Lucas, she looks so broken." She sobs to me. I feel so helpless in this situation. Normally ma is her rock when times get tough, but now I have to step up and fill that spot. I just don't know if I can handle it.

"I know mom, but she's tough, she'll pull through just like she always does." I say weakly, not knowing what else to say. I want so badly to believe my own words, but the way ma looks lying there is making me doubt them somewhat. Growing up ma was in and out of the hospital a few times, it just came with her job, and I understood that, but never in all my years have I seen her look this broken and weak. The sight makes me want to fall to my knees and sob, but I can't, because I have to be strong for my mother and the rest of the family. I'm the rock now until ma wakes up.

"I feel like this is all my fault." Mom says weakly, looking down at ma. "We fought over something so small and trivial, neither of us wanting to cave first, and look where that got us. I may never hear her sweet voice again, I may never see those deep brown eyes that I love so much, and all over a petty argument about her leaving her clothes on the floor." She cries, and I set a comforting hand over top hers.

"After more than thirty years of marriage I should have known better than to argue with her about the clothes. She's left them out countless times before and I just dealt with it. So why did I have to pick now after all the years to make a fuss about it? I should have left well enough alone, because if I had, she would be just fine instead of in this hospital bed, her life hanging in the balance."

"You can't think like that mom, this is not your fault. You and ma have had tons of fights, you had no way of knowing that she was going to get into an accident when she left the house. If you want to put blame on someone, blame the damn drunk driver who hit her. If he hadn't been drinking and driving she would be fine right now. Please don't beat yourself up about this. I know it's hard but we have to remain optimistic for her, so she can get better and come back to us." I say, attempting to comfort her. I hate seeing her in pain like this.

"Have you heard from Simon lately? I tried calling him but I couldn't get through. He needs to know that his ma is in the hospital." Mom says suddenly, causing me to look at her in shock. I honestly hadn't thought about my younger brother this whole time.

"Uh, I talked to him last week, he seemed fine. Let me step out and give him a call, see if I can get through." I say to her, wanting so badly to take all of her pain away. I walk over to her and give her a small kiss on the forehead before stepping out into the hall to call my brother. It rings about four times before Simon picks up.

"Hey bro, what's happening?" He asks exuberantly.

"Simon, where are you?" I ask, cutting right to the chase.

"Nice to hear from you too bro, geez. I'm down at the Robber with Mia. Why, what's up?" He asks, sounding a little annoyed by my direct tone.

"Good, you're in town. You need to get down to Mass Gen right now, ma's been in a car accident and it's not looking good. You should have answered your phone when mom called, she's worried sick and she needs her kids." I say a little clipped, not wanting to deal with his shit at the moment.

In every family you have that one kid who strays, gets into trouble and falls out with their parents, and Simon is that kid in our family. Now granted he's not as bad compared to others, being raised by a doctor and a cop, but he still strayed.

His and mom's relationship has been rather strained for the last five or so years. They got into an argument over Simon and his schooling, something that he has outright refused to do. Being raised by a doctor, Simon is rather smart, just like Bell and I, and in mom's eyes his decision to forgo college and travel with his girlfriend Mia is a waste of his potential to do great things, something that I agree wholeheartedly with. And because of her dislike for his decision she had cut him off from his access to the Rizzoli-Isles fortune he had been given upon his graduation from High School. To say Simon had been pissed was an understatement.

He had immediately packed his bags and left the house, heading to Mia's. Mom had been furious, but ma talked her down from calling the cops, reporting him missing, stating that first, she was the cops, and second, that they just needed to give him time to cool off. He had eventually cooled off, thousands of miles away in Argentina with is girlfriend, after stealing money from mom to get there, and still held a grudge against her and refused to speak to her. Ma had to then inevitably become the middle woman between her wife and youngest son.

Bella and I had both tried to talk some sense into him, but he refused our advice, his reasoning being that mom already had two perfect children; Me being a successful, rising lawyer, and Bella, a medical student fast on her way to becoming a Medical Doctor just like our mother. In his mind he needn't become a molded mind to please his mother, he wanted to live his own life and make his own decisions. And he did just that, for five whole years, far away from us all. He's only recently come back to Boston, and I've seen him a few times here and there, but we're aren't close like we used to be growing up. I feel the worst for Bella, they used to be inseparable.

"Oh shit, what happened?" Simon asks, suddenly turning serious.

"She was t-boned by a drunk driver and now she's in a coma. How soon can you be here?" I ask, not wanting to have this conversation over the phone.

"We can be there in twenty minutes." He says, and its now that I can hear sounds of movement and other voices in the background.

"I think it would be best if you didn't bring Mia. Mom really needs us right now." I say and wait for him to start complaining.

"Yea, you're probably right. I'll drop her off on the way." He says, completely shocking me.

"Uh, okay good. Drive safe and I'll see you when you get here." I say before handing up. I stare at my phone, baffled. I hadn't expected that phone call to go as well as it had. Maybe in light of his ma being severely injured, Simon has decided to set his petty grudge aside and be a man. I really hope that's the case.

I put my phone back in my pocket and head back into the room, seeing my mother holding tightly to my ma's hand, gazing at her lovingly, stroking her hair softly with her free hand. I know she knows I'm here, but she keeps her gaze on ma, not breaking her concentration. After watching my mothers for several minutes I decide to let Bella have her turn.

"I'm going to go get Bella and send her in." I say to mom, kissing her on the forehead as she nods her head, before heading out. As I make my way back to the waiting room Bella runs up to me and wraps her arms around me once I get to the waiting room.

"How is she?" She asks me, cheeks stained with tear tracks. I reach up and wipe a fallen tear from her cheek before answering.

"She's stable, but still unconscious. She looks so small and broken, I almost couldn't look. I know she would hate us seeing her like this. God it's not fair!" I yell out and pull away from Bella, finally letting some of my emotions show. Bella rests her hand on my shoulder, which calms me down and gets me to look at her again.

"How's mom?" She asks me, and she sounds scared. She knows how lost our mother gets without ma, they complete each other. Neither of them is whole without the other, and we all know that.

"She's about as good as you would expect, crying and holding on to ma. I can tell she's trying to be tough for us but she's not doing a very good job." I say to her and give her a sad look.

"What about Simon?" She asks hesitantly.

"I talked to him just a minute ago and he said he was on his way. He should be here within the next fifteen minutes or so. You should go see ma and mom, her room number is 309." I say as I lean down to pick up Sophie who has just made her way over to me.

"Okay." Bella says, giving us both a hug before heading off to see our mothers.

I head back over to my wife and son, sitting down next to them and leaning my head against Emily's shoulder. She rests her head against mine and brings her hand up to caress my cheek lovingly.

"How are you holding up baby?" She asks me sweetly, and I shrug.

"I don't really know. I'm trying to be strong for mom and Bell, but that's proving to be rather hard. She just looks so broken and I don't know what to make of it. She was always so strong and protective growing up, and those are hard shoes to fill. I can't be that rock for mom like she was and it's killing me." I tell her, and let out a small sob after I finish talking, unable to hold it in any longer.

"Daddy, why are you crying?" Sophie asks, confused as to why I'm crying. She's never seen me cry before so I can imagine it's confusing for her.

I straighten up and wipe my face before looking at her little one. She looks just like my mother did when she was a little girl, honey blonde hair and slight freckles, but she has my dark eyes.

"I'm fine baby, just a little sad about nona, but I'll be okay." I say, attempting to assure my little girl.

"Is nona gonna be okay?" Sophie asks me in a sad voice, instantly breaking my heart. I internally chastise myself for allowing my daughter to see me break down like this. I'm supposed to be strong but I'm doing a terrible job at it.

Not knowing what to tell Sophie I look to my wife for guidance. She gives me a knowing look before turning to our daughter.

"Honey, nona doesn't feel good right now. She got hurt, that's why she's here. She needs us to be strong for her though okay? She needs us to help her get better." Emily says softly to Sophie. Liam starts stirring in her arms before he lets out a little wail.

"I'm just going to go feed him in the nursery. Call me if anything changes." Em says, standing and taking our crying son away to go feed him in private.

"Daddy." Sophie says, grabbing my attention. I pull her tighter into my chest, wanting to feel her warmth for comfort.

"I'm here baby." I say to her and immediately feel her relax in my arms. Several minutes go by when I see the automatic doors open and my brother walks into the hospital, and sadly not alone. Mia is following closely behind him. He spots me quickly, heading over to where Sophie and I are sitting. He sees my disappointed look and gives me one of understanding in return.

"I know, I know. She wound't get out of the car." He says annoyed. I stand up to greet him, setting Sophie down before awkwardly shaking his hand.

"How is she?" He asks, his tone full of concern. Him and ma were always close, so I know this is rough for him.

"She's still out. Mom and Bell are with her now."

"What happened?" He asks.

"She was t-boned by a drunk driver. She has a subdural hematoma, her left arm and leg are broken, and several cuts and bruises on her face. They have her in a medically induced coma for now so her brain can heal." I tell him, trying not to get emotional again. He looks at me with sad eyes, and for a moment I see the little boy he used to be, innocent and full of life. I really don't know what happened to turn him into the bitter young man standing before me now.

"Do we know if she's going to be okay?" He asks next. I feel Sophie cling tighter to my leg as she stands next to me. I smile down at her and caress her head momentarily before looking back up to Simon.

"It's still up in the air. We have no way of knowing." I tell him sadly. He pauses and looks at me with a worried expression. The next words that come out of his mouth somewhat shock me.

"And how's mom?" He asks hesitantly in a soft voice. I look at him in shock before answering.

"Uh, she's as good as can be expected. I think she's trying to be tough for us but its proving to be really hard. She blames herself too." I say, and when he looks at me confused I elaborate.

"They got into a fight, that's why ma left the house. Mom blames herself because if they hadn't fought, then she wouldn't have left and gotten hit." I say, feeling sympathy for my mother. I can see how she would blame herself, but we need to help her realize that its not her fault.

"Simon?" I hear my mother suddenly call from behind me. I turn around and see her standing a few feet away, staring at Simon as if he were a ghost. I look back to him and find him staring at her with trepidation, but also a bit of longing. It gives me hope that he isn't too far gone, that he still loves mom deeply just like Bell and I do.

He remains quiet and still, continuing to stare at our mother, who makes a few tentative steps towards him.

"I'm so glad you came baby-"

"Don't!" Simon says loudly, cutting mom off, and startling us both.

"Simon." I say in a warning tone to him. He just glares at me.

"I'm not there yet mom. I'll be here for ma, but as far as you and I go, we're still the same." He says, squaring his shoulders like he's a big tough man.

The expression that falls across my mother's face, one of pain and anguish, makes me instantly angry, but I know if I were to do anything to Simon right now she would get more upset. After the way that he has treated her for the past several years, I'm surprised she still cares, and still protects him as much as she does.

Being a father, I can understand the depth of love felt for your child, but as a son, a son who loves his mother so dearly, all I want to do is hurt my brother as much as he has hurt her.

"Can I go see ma now?" He asks, looking at me. I look to our mother and she nods her head slightly in the affirmative. I turn my attention back to Simon.

"Room 309." I say to him in a clipped tone. He nods his head and steps around us, heading down the hall to see ma, Mia fast on his heels. She refuses to make eye contact with any of us, knowing full well she isn't welcome here.

I immediately open my arms for my mother and invite her in, which she does willingly, and I pull her into a tight comforting hug. I kiss the top of her head as I feel her pull Sophie into our little embrace. Several minutes later I see Bella come walking back down the hall towards us, an annoyed look on her face. Once to us she whispers in a clipped voice.

"He is such an asshole!" She exclaims in reference to Simon. Mom immediately removes her head from my chest to glare at Bella.

"Isabella Jane, language! You know better than that." She scolds. Bella has the decency to at least look apologetic.

"Sorry mother." She says genuinely.

"It's okay baby." Mom says back to her.

"What did he do?" I ask Bell, wanting to know why she called him an asshole.

"Just being a jerk when he got in there, and his stupid girlfriend came in with him. She was giving me the stink eye, and when I asked him to have her leave he told me to suck it up, that she was part of the family now. I might have called her a gold digging skank and he flipped on me, calling me a stupid bitch who only wants to impress mommy. Instead of getting into an argument with ma lying there, I chose to just leave." She says, looking at me the whole time, knowing her words are hurting mom.

Sure enough, as I look over to her she has tears running down her face, and she looks utterly broken.

"Where did we go wrong with him?" Mom suddenly cries, but only loud enough for Bell and I to hear.

"I always made sure I gave him an equal amount of attention and love, just like I did you two. I don't understand!" She cries, and it breaks my heart.

"No mom, you can't think like that. We know you did all you could and raised him right. You gave all of us more love and attention than I'm sure a lot of kids get. There was never a day growing up where I thought you didn't love me. Without a single doubt I knew you did. You and ma were the best parents a kid could ask for. Simon just can't see that I guess." Bella says, moving in to take mom into her arms.

She caresses the back of her head as mom cries into her chest. Being biologically ma's daughter, Bella stands at 5'10" so she's a good three inches taller than mom. Other than her height though, Bella is exactly like our mother. She has the same honey-blonde hair, the same fair skin with freckles, and the same brilliant mind. I always knew she would end up a doctor too. They look almost like sisters embracing, not mother and daughter.

"Do you want me to go talk to him?" I ask mom, as she removes herself from Bella's embrace before answering me.

"I don't know if that would help much Lucas, but thank you." She says, wiping a few tears from her cheeks. I am having a very hard time controlling my anger at this point. The amazing woman standing before me has been nothing but an outstanding mother, and my little brother is a complete asshole for the way he treats her. It didn't always used to be like this. He used to be such a sweet little boy. I remember back to when Simon was 5 and it was the day of our mother's birthday. I was almost 10 and Bella would have been around 6. We had woken up early to make breakfast in bed for mom, and I remember Simon being so excited about it.

***Flashback*** - About 20 years ago...

"Sim, wake up." I whisper to my younger brother, attempting to get him up so we can go downstairs and help ma make breakfast for mom. I shake him a few more times and his eyes finally start to open.

"Dude, it's mom's birthday. Ma's downstairs waiting for us to help with breakfast for her." I say, and his eyes light up with excitement. He quickly hops out of bed and heads to his closet. He roots around in there for a moment before coming back out with a card and what looks like a necklace. He holds them up for me to see. I walk over to look and see that it's a card he made himself, and a necklace made out of shells.

"I made this for mommy, do you think she'll like it?" He asks me, and I give him a weird look.

"Of course she will dude, you made it. And why do you still call her mommy? You're like five now." I say, and his face goes red with embarrassment.

"Cuz I want to, that's why." He says, and quickly makes his way out of the room. I roll my eyes but follow after him, excited to make breakfast with ma.

20 minutes later...

"Maura, honey, wake up." Ma say softly to mom as she walks into their bedroom with a tray in her hand. Bell, Simon and I are walking quietly behind her. Mom starts to stir on the bed, and when her eyes open and she spots us all in the room, her face lights up and she quickly sits up in bed. Ma sets the tray of food down on the bed over mom before sitting down. All three of us kids crawl up onto the bed around them.

"We made you breakfast mommy." Bella says with a smile, and giggles when mom scoops her into a hug.

"Thank you my babies, this is so sweet." Mom says, pulling Simon and I each into a hug of our own. I blush with embarrassment, but let her hug me anyways.

"I thought you deserved something yummy in bed, but this is more kid friendly." Ma says, and mom gives her a weird look like she needs to stop talking, whatever that means. After they share a moment, like they always do, mom turns her attention back to us kids.

"What do you have there Simon." Mom asks my brother, who goes red once more, before handing mom the card and necklace he made.

"I made these for you mommy." He says quietly, and folds his arms in front of him once mom takes the stuff. She reads his card, and puts on his necklace, and pulls him into another hug.

"Thank you Simon, this is so sweet." She says to him, and I can see a tear fall down her cheek. Way to go and make her sad Simon. "Did you draw this?" Mom asks him after she looks at his card for a bit. Simon nods his head slightly.

"I wanted you to feel special mommy, cuz it's your day and I love you." He says quietly again.

"This really is amazing, you're such a sweet boy." Mom says, more tears falling down her face. I thought tears were supposed to mean you were sad, but she doesn't look sad. She actually looks really happy, and the next thing I know, we're all hugging on the bed and everyone is laughing, so I join in, deciding to just go along with everything.

*** End Flashback ***

I smile as the bittersweet feelings of happiness wash over me. Things were so much simpler back then. Granted I was just a kid, and didn't really know what was going on half the time, but I knew that we all loved each other at least. Now our family is somewhat broken. Simon pretty much hates our mother, which has caused contention between my parents, and Bella and I are caught in the middle, with no idea what to do about it. It isn't good at all, and I have my own little family to worry about as well.

"Lucas honey, are you okay?" I hear my mother ask me, pulling my attention back to her and away from my thoughts. I look at her questioningly, having no idea what it was she just asked me.

"I'm sorry, what?" I ask her.

"Well I was just wondering what your plans were for the rest of the night. I'm staying here with your mother, and Bella is going to go home for the night. Since you have Emily and the kids, I assume you want to go home?"

"No mom, I'm staying here with you. Em is going to take the kids home and come back in the morning to check on me." I tell her, already knowing that I can't leave her here alone. And even though I haven't talked to Em about this yet, I know she'll be supportive, and agree with me.

"Honey, you don't have to stay here tonight just so I'm not alone. Go home with your wife and kids, and I'll see you in the morning." Mom says, and before she even finishes her sentence I'm already shaking my head no.

"I'm staying mom, and that's the end of it. I want to be here for you and ma. You shouldn't have to go through this alone." I say, and she smiles at me gratefully. I pull her into a hug, wrapping my arms tightly around her, and hold her to me.

"Bella?" I hear my sister's name being called out in a somewhat frantic tone. We all look over to see Oliver rushing towards us. Bella instantly runs into the arms of her fiancé, needing the support only he can offer her. Oliver Samuels is a General Surgeon here at Mass General. He and Bella met when she started her residency here after med school. They've been dating ever since, and recently he proposed to her. He's a really great guy, and I couldn't have envisioned a better man for my sister.

"Baby, are you okay? I heard that your ma was admitted here a few hours ago. I came as soon as I heard, I was in surgery." He says, holding her at arms length as he looks her over to assess her.

"I'm okay Ollie, at least physically. Ma was in an accident and she's in a coma. I only just got here myself." I can hear Bella tell him, a sad tone to her voice.

"Is there anything I can do?" He asks her, then looks up and over at mom and I. We begin to make our way over to them, me keeping my arm wrapped firmly around my mother. I know she needs the physical contact at the moment, and to be honest, so do I.

"Thanks Oliver, but I'm not sure there's much you can do. It's just a matter of waiting for her to wake up now." I say to him, and he nods his head in understanding.

"Daddy, I'm hungry." Sophie says to me, pulling on the hem of my shirt. I look down to see her staring up at me with pleading eyes.

"Come on honey, let me take you to the cafeteria." Mom says, removing herself from my arms to take ahold of my daughter's hand. I look at her skeptically, wondering if she can handle watching a five year old right now, and she gives me an assuring look.

"This will be good for me baby." She says, so I nod my head and kneel down to be level with Sophie.

"Go with grandma to get some food okay honey? And be a good girl." I say, kissing her forehead.

"I will daddy." She answers back, before happily allowing her grandma to lead her by the hand towards the cafeteria. I stand back up and look to my sister and almost brother-in-law. Oliver has his arm wrapped securely around Bella, who is practically molded to his side. I smile at the scene before me, extremely happy for my baby sister.

"How you holding up Luke?" Oliver asks me, a sympathetic look on his face. I sigh out in frustration, not really sure how to answer his question.

"Luke? Where's Sophie?" Emily asks me, suddenly appearing at my side. She has Liam cradled to her, and a worried expression on her face.

"She was hungry so mom took her to the cafeteria to get something to eat. They just left." I tell her, and see her sigh out in relief. I don't really know why she felt the need to be worried. I wouldn't have let anything happen to our daughter, and I certainly wouldn't be casually standing here with my sister if I didn't know where she was. Emily must be able to tell this is what I'm thinking, because she gives me an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry honey, I know you're a perfectly capable father, I just can't help but worry. Its the hormones." She says, and I smile at her, knowing she didn't intend to insult my fatherly capabilities.

"I know baby." I say, extending my arm as an invitation for her to come over. She smiles at me and moves under my arm. I pull her and my son tight against me, and kiss her temple.

"Awesome, the gangs all here!" Simon suddenly calls out as he walks towards us. He has a smirk on his face that doesn't sit well with me. Both Bella and I glare at him as he approaches.

"Wow, tough crowd." He says arrogantly, to which we don't respond.

"Anyways, I wanted to talk to you both. What do we plan on doing about this?"

"What do you mean Simon?" Bella asks in a clipped tone. She's not taking any of his shit tonight. I can see Oliver pull her tighter against him, knowing how Bella can get when Simon starts running his mouth. They used to be so very close, so when Simon started to change, it hit Bella much harder than it did me. I remember when he and I actually got into a fight after he said some things to Bella that pushed me too far.

***Flashback*** - About a year and a half ago...

Sitting here watching my younger brother and mom get into a fight in the backyard of my parents house has sadly become a regular occurrence for me. We're all gathered together tonight to celebrate Bella finally graduating from Med School, to which Simon actually showed up. This is something we didn't think would happen, seeing as he's usually out of the country, or far away on the east coast.

Normally you would think that this would be a joyous occasion for a family, and don't get me wrong it is. But in light of this success on my sisters part, my mother felt the need to say something to Simon about him staying here and getting a degree. That of course set him off, and now here they are arguing about it, again.

I look over to my ma, and see a pained expression on her face. This is usually how it goes; Mom and Simon get into an argument for one reason or another, we all sit back and watch, and ma gets really hurt. She feels the need to protect both her wife and son, but when you have to take a side, she can't bring herself to choose. This usually leads to mom and her fighting later on after us kids have gone home, which I know hurts her too. The rift between my brother and mom has caused problems in their marriage. I know neither of them will ever admit it, but I can tell. I am a Rizzoli after all, I was taught to pay extra attention to things. That's what makes me such a great lawyer.

"Simon, good god, would you just knock it off already! We get it, you don't want to go to school. How about instead of yelling at your mother, who only had your best interest in mind, you sit down and shut up like a good little man!" Bella suddenly yells at Simon, no longer willing to sit here and listen to him berate our mother. This just serves to piss him off more, and now he directs his furry towards her.

"Shut the fuck up Bella! You don't know shit about what's going on. Just sit back and enjoy your moment golden girl." He snaps at her, and the instant look of sheer pain on my sister's face snaps my resolve, and causes me to act. I jump up from my seat and head towards Simon, catching him off guard as I grab him by the arm and begin to pull him towards the house.

"Get off of me!" He yells, flipping his arm around at the same time as he spins, effectively escaping my grip.

"You need to get yourself in check." I warn him, and he just scoffs at me.

"Or what golden boy? You gonna make me?" He asks arrogantly. I know he knows I can take him, but right now the testosterone is flowing throughout his body, making him feel much tougher than he actually is. I don't want to sound rude or anything, but Simon isn't my biological brother. Yes, we were both raised in a Rizzoli household, so naturally we were taught to fight, but I still have the upper hand. I came from my mother, who herself came from an Irish mob boss who never took no for an answer. So not only do I know how to fight, but I have tough blood running through my veins. Simon does not.

"I don't want to get into a fight with you Simon. I just don't want to hear you continuously be rude to the women that I love. This is Bella's day, you're supposed to be here for her, celebrating. But instead you're arguing with mom over your future and well being. How is that being a supportive brother, or decent man for that matter?" I ask, and only have a moment to react before a fist comes flying towards my face. He manages to catch the bottom of my jaw, me being unable to react quickly enough, and it sends my head twisting painfully to the side. I slowly turn my head back facing forward, my hand moving up to rub my sore jaw, and glare at my brother as he stares back at me with a cocky grin on his face.

"Come on hot shot, hit me back." He says, attempting to antagonize me into fighting him. I already know that I won't play into his game, but I am extremely tempted to. I want to land one solid punch to his face, sending him to the ground, out cold, but I know I can't. That would hurt my mothers, upset my sister, as well as my wife and daughter, and hurt me too. Despite his horrible attitude, I still love my brother. I just wish he hadn't become so bitter and angry.

"Simon, knock it off." I say, and this time I'm faster than he is, easily blocking the next punch he throws at me, grabbing his arm and twisting. He cries out in pain and turns his body, attempting to get free. This is exactly what I wanted him to do, and in a flash I have his arms locked up behind his head in a hold, as he thrashes about.

"Let go of me you asshole!" He cries, and I squeeze just a bit tighter to cause pain.

"Enough with the swearing! My 3 year old daughter is listening." I growl out at him, my tolerance for his behavior at zero.

"Let me go Luke!" He yells again, and this time I let him go, although I keep my arms up in case he tries to hit me again. His gaze looks behind us, and I naturally follow, instantly seeing five pairs of female eyes looking back at me. Ma has a hurt expression on her face, mom has tears streaming down hers as she clings to ma, Bella has a frustrated and pained expression. My wife Emily has disappointment written all over her face, as my little daughter Sophie in her arms stares at me with pure fear in her eyes. Each expression brings pain and embarrassment to me, not only for myself, but for my brother as well. The Rizzoli-Isles men have made a mess of the evening. I turn back around to look at Simon, and watch as he glares at all of us before turning on his heels and jogging towards the house, no doubt leaving. I watch after him for a moment, and jump slightly when I feel soft hands come to rest on my shoulder. I look to see Bella staring sympathetically at me.

"I'm sorry Bells." I say, but she starts shaking her head at me. "Don't be bro. If he can't be bothered to show up to a family gathering and be civil, then he shouldn't be here. And for the record, I don't blame you for trying to stop him, hell I commend you. That kids a shithead." She says, and we both chuckle a bit.

"I know you guys were really close, so it pisses me off that he keeps doing this." I tell her, wrapping my arm around her shoulder.

"Me too, but he's not the same kid I grew up with, he's changed. I miss him everyday, and the more time goes on, I don't know if he'll ever be the Simon I loved again." She says sadly, resting her head on my shoulder. I plant a loving kiss atop her head, and pull her tighter against me, wanting to give as much comfort as I can.

***End Flashback***

"What the shit are we supposed to do about ma?" He asks, sounding annoyed with us for not knowing what he meant. All this does is serve to upset Bella however.

"Are you really going to come over and talk to us like that? Ma is in a coma, and you're still acting like your stuck up arrogant self?" She snaps at him, and surprisingly he doesn't immediately start yelling at her.

"Shut up Bella, I don't have time for your nagging." He finally responds with, nothing super cleaver.

"Knock it off Simon, I'm not going to put up with it." Oliver says, speaking up this time, which is rare for him because he usually likes to stay out of family matters. Now however, he's going to become part of the family, so he has a right to speak up, especially since Simon is talking to his future wife disrespectfully.

"Oh coming to the rescue, Doctor Perfect over here!" Simon says in a snarky tone, and I can't help but scoff. This instantly turns his attention towards me.

"Something funny, brother?" He asks me defensively.

"Really kid, you're going to act like this? I had high hopes for you when you first got here, but now you're just acting like your typical jerk self. It's very unflattering of you bro." I say to him, and he actually has the audacity to look offended. Instead of responding though, he takes a moment to compose himself. I see Mia behind him decide that she wants to come up and put her arm around him, like we're attacking him and he needs protecting. He turns his head and looks at her, the two conversing for a moment silently so we can't hear, and then he turns his attention back to me once more.

"What I wanted to ask you two, was what are your plans now? I'm assuming Maura is staying here tonight with ma. Then what, we take shifts watching ma so she can go home and take some time for herself?" He asks in the most sincere tone he can manage, which is actually rather impression considering the way he was just talking a moment ago. It still bothers me that he refers to our mother by her first name, and not mom, but I decide to ignore that for now.

"Yes, mom is staying the night tonight, and I'm staying with her. Bella was going to come back in the morning, and we'll see if we can't get mom to go home and take some time to relax." I say in response to his question, specifically saying the word mom so he understands that is what she should be called.

"Okay that works. I'm staying in an apartment with Mia over on Paris, so we aren't too far. You guys let me know when you need me to come help?" He asks, almost innocently.

"Who are you, and what have you done with my brother?" Bella suddenly asks in a sarcastic tone.

"I'm serious Bella, our differences aside, I still love ma, and I want to be here for her."

"I have your number, I'll let you know when we need you to come in. And obviously you don't need our permission to come see her." I say to him, and he nods thankfully.

"We gotta go, but please let me know if anything happens okay?" He asks next, looking from Bella to me and back. I nudge Bella when she doesn't immediately respond to him. She glares at me momentarily before addressing him.

"Yea, sure thing baby bro." She says to him, but she doesn't sound happy about it. Simon takes it though, nodding his head once more, and then says his quick goodbyes. He takes Mia's hand and leads her towards the automatic doors of the hospital entrance. We all watch him go, and only turn back to each other once he's completely out of sight.

"What in the hell was that?" Bella asks first thing.

"One minute he's a complete ass, and then the next he's acting all concerned and what not. I seriously don't understand that boy." She says with a questioning look directed at me.

"I'm just as clueless as you sis. I don't have any idea what that was." I tell her as I scratch the back of my head.

"Perhaps you should be glad that he showed any sort of concern?" Oliver questions us, and we both have to nod in agreement. A sudden vibration in my pocket startles me, and I reach inside to grab my phone. I check the screen and my face instantly drops. It's a text from my older cousin Tommie Jr. asking about when we're on for basketball next, which obviously isn't cause for worry. It just makes me realize that we haven't told either of ma's brothers, or nona yet.

"What?" Bella asks, noticing the look on my face.

"We haven't called Frankie or Tommy to tell them about Ma. And how are we going to tell nona?" I ask her, and her face falls as well.

Okay, there you have chapter one of the third installment. Please let me know what you thought and if you think I should continue, I am very curious to hear your opinions. [Oh and please be kind, I'm fragile;)] I plan on doing each chapter in a different view, i.e. Maura one chapter, Bella the next and Simon after that as well. I want to explore each of their view on things. So yea, let me know, and I hope you enjoyed it:)