A/N: This was originally a prompt on tumblr from Devi (krismunroes): Maura and Jane take Tommy's child and Jo Friday to the park. :3

It was written before we knew what Maura and Jane were going to do with the baby-was Tommy going to be involved? etc

Warning that this is full of fluff :)

"I'm so glad we're doing this Jane," Maura said, grinning.

She held Edmond, bouncing him in her arms.

"We do this every weekend, Maura. Why wouldn't we do it?" Jane asked, as she finished spreading the blanket on the grass, and rolled down onto it, sighing in relief.

"I know, but it's been a long week. I think we both needed this more than ever," Maura said. Jane smiled in agreement and nodded, as she closed her eyes, finally relaxed. That is until she felt wetness on her face.

"Oh, god, Jo Friday! Can't I just relax for five seconds without you licking my face!"

She sat up quickly, casting an annoyed glance at the dog, but reached out to pet her affectionately. Maura chuckled as she settled down on the blanket next to Jane. She held Edmond in her lap facing her. Maura started making funny faces at him, and the baby laughed. Jane watched the two of them in awe.

She still couldn't get over seeing Maura being so silly, so open. It had only been 4 months since Edmond had been left on their doorstep. Maura had fallen into motherhood so gracefully, her online shopping replaced with fussing over Edmond, making sure he was going through all of the right stages of development, that they were doing all what they could to raise him correctly. Those sleepless nights, when they alternated in getting up out of the bed to take care of the baby, was around when Maura had stopped having the time to attend to her appearances so much. But Jane loved the way Maura looked with her hair up in a messy ponytail, no make-up, sitting their cradling the baby. In fact, she looked more beautiful than she ever had before. Maura simply glowed now, all of her love for Edmond beaming out of her. She let herself go around him, the child in her, the free-spirit came out. Maura Isles could speak baby-talk better than any mom Jane had ever heard.

Thinking that word—mom—stopped Jane short. It was still difficult for Jane to think of them as being labeled as mothers to Edmond, even though that's basically the role they both played. When it was clear Tommy didn't want the responsibility of the baby, Maura and Jane had naturally fallen into place as the baby's caretakers. They had ended up being exceptionally good at establishing a pattern for taking care of the baby, Jane naturally moving into Maura's house. As they fell in love with him, the talks about giving him up for adoption fell away. But there was always a question left unanswered, a feeling of temporariness that bothered Jane. They hadn't ever discussed adopting him as their own.

Jane looked away as this thought came to her, afraid Maura would read her face and know something was wrong, ask what she was thinking. Jane had been contemplating adopting Edmund for awhile now, finally able to admit to herself that no matter how scary it would be, she wanted to raise this kid. She loved him, needed him. He had left a mark that Jane knew wouldn't go away. Ever. But she wanted to raise Edmond with Maura. She saw this as one family, all three of them. She couldn't raise him on her own, didn't want to. She wanted Edmond and Maura.

She turned back, still absently stroking Jo Friday, and watched Maura who now lay down holding a giggling Edmond over her. She thought about the night Maura and Jane had whispered baby names in the dark, as if it was a secret that needed to be kept, as if deciding on his name was admitting that they were attached to him. Maura had suggested Edmond, after Edmond Locard she explained, who had been important to forensic science, in particular fingerprint identification. Jane rolled her eyes, but then Maura had grabbed her hand to stop her from saying yet another no.

"Jane, the most important thing he said about forensic science was that 'every contact leaves a trace'. And I just, I thought that fit the baby in a way, what he's done to us," Maura whispered into the dark, her eyes pleading with Jane to understand.

Jane understood. It was as if every contact they had with the baby, every touch, made them even more attached. He left traces of his presence everywhere, altering the very essence of their characters. They were forever changed by him, and for the better.

"I love it," she had finally said, and Maura had smiled so big, hugged Jane close to her.

Jane thought about this now, clung to this, as she thought about how to ask Maura what she desperately needed to know.

"Jane," Maura said, breaking through her thoughts. "I think Edmond's tired. Clearly, you are too. Do you want to take a nap with him?"

Jane smiled, and held her arms out for Edmond, embracing him to her chest as she lay down on the blanket. At this change, Jo Friday ran to settle down next to Maura, looking for someone to pet her. Maura lay down, Jo Friday snuggling against her side.

Jane soothed Edmond, drawing circles on his back, as he settled down facing Maura. He cooed softly at first, then fell silent, his eyes fluttering shut.

Jane didn't close her eyes though; she just lay there taking in the sight of Maura. Maura stared back at the two of them.

"He looks like you," she whispered softly.

Jane felt a flutter in her chest. She grinned at Maura in thanks.

She felt her heart pound, as the words tumbled out of her mouth, as she took this big chance.

"Yea, but I have a feeling he'll grow up to be more like you." She almost choked on the words, and once they were out she held her breath, waiting, hoping Maura understood what she was asking, wishing for.

Maura stared back at her for awhile, surprised. But then a wide grin lit up her face.

"Well, we'll have to wait and see, won't we. There's not so much I can do about the Rizzoli stubbornness I'm sure he has. However, I'm certainly going to try to make sure he doesn't get too obsessed with baseball, and instead understands the importance of science, as well as the appropriate terms for..."

Jane didn't think she'd ever felt so happy in her life. She laughed, interrupting Maura, "Oh, no. No son of mine is going to sit looking at science books instead of learning all about baseball. He's going to love baseball. I'm going to take him to every Sox game."

"Jane!" Maura cried, in mock irritation.

Jane impulsively reached for Maura's hand and kissed it. Maura lay frozen for a second, staring at their entwined hands, then into Jane's eyes. Then a slow smile spread across Maura's face, her eyes bright.

"I'll win, you know," she said, as she leaned over and softly kissed Jane's forehead.

Then Maura buried her head in the crook of Jane's neck, molded her body into the side of Jane, her arm wrapped around her and their baby. Jane's heart beat so fast. She slid her free arm around Maura, holding both of them closer, knowing two things. Maura was right—she'd always win. And now this was the happiest Jane had ever been in her life.