Author's Note: Thank you for your patience to anyone who has tried to find chapter 2 and can't. I hope this will post this time. Something strange is going on with my account right now. Chapter 2 was appearing for about 15 minutes before and then disappeared. It just doesn't seem to want to be read right now.

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"Are you my wife?"

The question made me freeze in my spot. Everyone in the room was taken aback by the question and was too stunned to answer. Jane took the silence to indicate she was wrong, but did not fully understand what it meant.

"Okay, so clearly not. You didn't say no when I proposed did you?" The room remained silent. "Did I say something wrong? What are you my mistress or something?"

Everyone began doing that ever popular look at your feet in an awkward situation move. There was some snickering in the room, but no one was going to answer. I noticed Angela was standing still with her mouth open in shock.

Finally I said softly, "Jane, we're not…"

Angela interrupted, "Janie, you're not gay."

"I'm not? Are you sure?"

I was fairly certain my face was turning white. I had no idea how to deal with this situation.

"Ma, I'm pretty sure I am."

"No, you are not. Neither is Maura. You called me Ma. You are starting to remember."

Jane looked confused again. I was pretty sure I could not move a muscle, including my vocal cords.

Tommy started laughing. "Janie got hit on the head and she woke up gay."

Angela shot him a look, "Tommy that is not funny."

About this time the doctor returned to the room. "I'm leaving for the evening so I wanted to check on Miss Rizzoli. Is there any progress?"

Before I could answer, Angela was in front of the doctor talking, "She is starting to remember things, but she's getting them wrong. Is that normal?"

"Some confusion is perfectly normal."

Jane interjected at this point. "I'm right here. Talk to me. What is going on?"

The doctor could see there was quite a bit going on in the room. "Okay, how about everyone stays quiet and we just have Jane tell us what she remembers. You can let me know how much is correct."

Everyone agreed, except me. I was too mortified by the situation to do or say anything. "Okay, Jane. Just tell me anything you can."

Jane nodded and looked around the room as if thinking for a minute. "That's Tommy, he's my youngest brother. That's Frankie. He's my brother too. He works at BPD as a uniform."

The doctor looked puzzled. He turned to Angela with a questioning look and she obliged with an answer. "That's all correct. Frankie is a cop. They call them uniforms, and those are her brothers."

"Excellent, continue then Miss…"

Jane was firm as she interrupted, "It's Detective Rizzoli."

Everyone in the room laughed. Frankie said, "Yeah, she's definitely going back to normal with that kind of attitude."

Jane continued. "That's Vince Korsak and Barold Frost. They are my partners in homicide at BPD." The detectives nodded, although Frost sent her a smile that indicated he would be planning some payback.

He added, "Jane Clementine Rizzoli is correct."

The look on Jane's face indicated she just might jump out of the bed and attack Barold that minute.

The doctor could see this and decided it might be best to change the subject since he didn't know if this type of banter was normal or not among our group.

"What about this woman?"

Jane turned her attention to me. Her face was once again confused. "I thought she was my wife, but they all said I was crazy. So I thought she was my fiancé, but they all said I was crazy again. I'm guessing when I proposed she turned me down."

My face was once again losing its color. Angela was vigorously shaking her head 'no.' The doctor looked concerned. He began moving forward as if he was going to examine Jane. I knew I needed to find my voice. It was soft and directed to Jane, but loud enough the others could hear.

"Jane, I am not your wife and you never proposed and…Jane…"

Angela interrupted me, "Janie, you're not gay."

I continued despite the interruption, "You never proposed and…Jane you… Jane you never came out to your family."

Angela gasped, "Maura what are you talking about, never came out to her family?"

Jane's face no longer looked confused. It was clear to me that my girlfriend's mind had finally put all of the pieces together. I looked down at her. My eyes questioned whether or not she wanted me to explain this to Angela. She put her hand on mine as if reassuring me.

"Ma, I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, but I'm fairly certain my memory has come back just fine."

The doctor interrupted Jane, obviously ready to leave what he could foresee becoming a private family moment. "Everything looks fine to me. I'll just be going. I let the nurse know Jane can be discharged tomorrow morning."

With that he was gone. Jane continued speaking to her mother, although everyone was listening in anticipation. "Ma, I've been dating Maura for close to a year. Before that, I already knew I was gay, but I hadn't met anyone so I figured there was no reason to admit it to anyone or really to myself even. Then I met Maura. Please be okay with this, Ma."

Angela had tears coming down. "My baby found someone." She jumped out of her seat and hugged Jane. Everyone chuckled at both Angela's unexpected reaction and the stunned look on Jane's face.

Angela sat back down. The next few minutes were a blur of hugs and people commenting that they were glad we were finally together. No one seemed all that surprised with the exception of Angela's initial reaction. Once things settled, Jane got a big smile on her face.

"Hey Frost, did you say you brought my bag in?"

"Yeah, it's over here under this chair. You want it?"

"Yeah, hand it to me."

Frost obliged and Jane began digging in her bag. I saw her face light up once again. It did not surprise me all that much that she would be that excited to find some comfortable clothing. Instead of pulling out clothes, she pulled out a small box.

"I remembered why I was confused. You didn't say yes or no, because I didn't ask you yet. I know this isn't the best time or the best place, but if I wake up in another hospital bed, I want to wake up to see my wife and I want everyone to know it's my wife."

Jane was visibly shaking. I could tell she was nervous. Then I realized I, too, was shaking in anticipation.

"Maura Isles, will you marry me?"