An: Procrastination is the thief of time – Edward Young.

Gah! Has it really been over 6 weeks since I updated, feels like yesterday. I apologise I was side-tracked by Flipped and, well RL has pleasantly surprised me. :0) Mix that with block and there`s my excuses so I apologise beforehand if this is totally sub-par or at least more sub-par than is usual.

Huge thanks to Terri411 who has kicked my arse into gear & supplied the fodder my vacuous brain so craved. This & subsequent chapters are all on you my lovely but also I`d like to thank each and every one of you for the follows, favourites & reviews, you rock & well, just thank you, you make me happy. Let's give our girlies their happily ever after shall we because surely I wouldn`t be that mean… Mwhaaaaaa!

TW: Baby! Honestly I know less than nought about having a baby so as always I have taken every bloody liberty under the sun, deal with it! (stretch your imagination, remember it's purely a work of fiction)

Oh Brother Ch 6

A mass of balloons and flowers obscured the visitor entering the private room of the hospital, placing the weighted balloon bouquet upon the small movable table that was obviously meant for mealtimes Jane clutched the teddy bear to her chest like a shield as she quietly sat in the chair next to the sleeping honey blonde. Maura looked radiant, her cheeks aglow, golden hair flowing down across her gowned shoulders. Janes breath hitched, in this moment Maura was beyond beautiful, the flawless mother of her child caused the familiar stirrings in Jane to arise with a vengeance. Slipping her hand softly into that of the honey blonde, placing a tender kiss atop its back she waited content to just sit and watch over the love of her life, praying the blonde could find a way to forgive her and maybe with time allow her back into her heart.

"Please forgive me Maura. I know I am undeserving and I don`t care how long it takes but please find it within your heart to forgive me." Jane breathed into the room

Waking with a start Maura looked down to the bed she was shocked to see a tussled mess of brunette resting against her arm, the corner of her lips curled into a small smile. Even though Maura had insisted that their relationship was irreparable and that too much had transpired between them she had hoped Jane would fight for her and their love and although it had taken longer than anticipated the brunette was here laying asleep head rested upon her arm. Better late than never.

"Hey Maura I got…"

"Sushhhh" Maura threw Angela a scowl as she entered the room carrying her granddaughter motioning with her eyes to the sleeping brunette

"O" Angela mouthed "How long?"

Maura shook her head her voice a whisper

"I`m not sure when she arrived I was asleep"

"Is it ok, that she`s here I mean?"

"Yes its fine. Jane has every right to be here, after all she played a significant role in the creation of our daughter" Maura winked teasing the older Rizzoli

"You know you`re a daughter to me Maura and I love you but that is-is TMI." Angela laughed "Well I hope you know what you`re doing? God knows I love Jane but she`s just so frustrating and I don`t wanna see either of you hurting again … I don`t know how you can forgive her?"

"Truth is Angela; I forgave Jane a long time ago. I carried a part of her within me and now we have to find a way to amicably co-parent our daughter"

Jane stirred from her impromptu nap

"Janie"

"Ma. W-what are you doing here?"

"I`ve been visiting my gorgeous little grand baby Janie" Angela bounced from one foot to the other gently swaying the tiny bundle in her arms before placing her gently upon Maura`s bosom "I`ll take my leave and let you get acquainted with your daughter"

Jane tilted her head, her hair falling loosely into eyes that were heavy and lidded

"Maura" Jane breathed suddenly alert

"Jane" Maura smiled "Come and say hello to your daughter, she is perfect"

Maura beckoned Jane closer as she held the swaddled baby within her arms. The moment felt surreal as Jane gazed incredulously upon dark blue unfocussed eyes, a smile revealing tiny dimpled rosy cheeks

"Look Maur she`s smiling for her Mamma`s" Jane grinned at Maura in awe "She smiled for us Maur"

Maura`s face mirrored that of Jane`s a mixture of awe, happiness and love

"Neonatal smiling occurs from birth to one month, smiles are spontaneous and involuntary and usually occur when the baby is drowsy or in the REM stages of sleep. Our daughters smile is subcortical in origin and will decrease with maturity."

"And here was me thinking it was just gas" Jane joked

"Contrary to popular belief Jane gas has very little to do with a babies smile. Our daughter has however inherited your adorable dimples" Maura blushed

"Maura she`s-she`s…"

"Beautiful. Perfect. Amazing… Ours."

Tears of pure happiness leaked silently from janes eyes

"S-she`s so small and delicate and-and vulnerable." Jane placed her hand upon Maura`s "She`s perfect. I`m so proud of you Maur, we have the most amazing, precious gift and I`m-I`m…"

"You`re Mamma Jane" Maura reassured the brunette "You`re Mamma to our daughter"

Looking between Maura and her daughter Jane attempted to swallow the lump forming in her throat

"Have. Um… have you um, thought of a name?"

"I was hoping that you would…" Maura drifted off, a sudden wave of melancholy settling over her "That we would…"

"Um yeah so we can do that together, if-if y`know, if you want? I-I was thinking I have some days owing and maybe I could um… be around for a little bit. If you wanted?"

Maura smiled warmly

"We would really like that wouldn`t we sweetheart." Maura placed a gentle kiss to their daughter's forehead "Yes we would, you want to tell Mamma how much we would really like that?" Maura cooed to their daughter

"Maura…" Jane swallowed thickly the mood suddenly turning serious "I`m so…"

"Jane." Maura interrupted "Let's enjoy our daughter. We are exactly where we need to be"

Jane could only nod hear head unable to entirely mask the sting of bitter disappointment. Maura placed her hand within that of the Detective giving it a reassuring squeeze

"Patience"

R&I

Jane rushed to the hospital she was over an hour late after getting caught in traffic from an earlier RTI, this wasn`t the start she`d imagined, it was important to prove to Maura that she was ready to embrace her responsibilities as a parent and those of a potential partner. Maura arched an eyebrow from her bedside perch, their daughter already strapped into the car seat as a breathless Jane barrelled into the room with all the grace of Bambi on ice.

"I can explain. There was a traffic incident and I-I was stuck, in the traffic and I tried to call but, voicemail and…" Jane steadied herself mustering up all the sincerity she could in a heartfelt apology "I`m sorry I`m late"

"Take us home Detective" Maura smiled

"No problem" Jane beamed happy that Maura hadn`t called her out on her tardiness "And how are my two favourite girlies this morning?"

"We`ve had a rather disturbed night. I`m glad to be returning to the familiarity of home"

Jane walked over to the car seat with her daughter strapped safely inside

"Are you giving Mommy a hard time already baba" Jane leaned into a tiny hand placing soft kisses to the mitten covering it "Your way too cute to be crying, hey little one? I bet you were just hungry huh, it's all this growing" Jane gently tickled a tinny tummy "I`ve missed you for one night and just look how big you`ve grown while Mamma was sleeping." Jane lowered her voice as if she were sharing her deepest secret with her daughter but just loud enough so Maura could hear "Between you and me baba, I think Mommy`s telling porky pies I mean just look at how adorable you are" Smiling widely Jane placed a gentle kiss to her daughter's forehead "I love you"

Maura`s heart melted as she watched Jane`s tender moment with their daughter,

"Detective. It is my understanding that porky pies is English Cockney rhyming slang for telling lies, Jane you know I cannot lie. After you left, baba…" Maura couldn`t help but smile at the term of endearment Jane had bestowed upon their daughter "Cried continuously only quieting to take her feeds"

Jane placed her arm around Maura`s shoulder the blonde sagging tiredly into the brunette's unexpected embrace

"C`mon, let's get you home. We can get baba settled and I`ll make lunch while you both rest and we might even come up with a name for our beautiful girl. Sound good?"

"Sounds wonderful Detective Rizzoli"

"You like calling me Detective huh?" Jane winked

Maura swatted Jane across the arm playfully

"I cannot deny it fills me with a certain, joie de vivre, now take your family home Detective"

"Yes ma`am"

R&I

Jane answered her phone her voice low and gravelly as sleep pulled at the edges of her consciousness

"This had better be good do you know what time it is. Ma, what the hell?"

"Jane. Maura`s. Now"

Jane shot from her bed, hoping around the room she pulled on sweat pants an old BPD t-shirt and a hoodie and was halfway out of the door before she realised she didn't have her keys

"I`m practically out the door I`ll be right there"

Exiting the cruiser Jane barrelled through the door of Maura`s brownstone the woman herself sitting dejectedly on the sofa her face marred with the tracks of too many tears. Angela stood in the centre of the lounge cradling her infant grandchild who had obviously been crying for quite some time. Jane looked from her daughter to Maura unsure of who to comfort first. Kneeling in front of Maura Jane cupped her cheek wiping errant tears from a moist cheek with the pad of her thumb

"Hey beautiful"

Maura flung her arms around Jane, holding on for dear life she sobbed uncontrollably into the brunette's neck as Jane tightly encompassed the honey blonde within a fierce hug rubbing her back soothingly

"Hey. Hey. C`mon now" Jane cooed into the shell of an ear "It's not that bad. Hey. I`m here. I`m here. Let me just get baba from Ma and I`ll be right back. I promise I`ll be right back"

Maura released Jane swiping her tear stained face with the back of her hand as she solemnly nodded her agreement

Angela gently passed her distraught grandchild to Jane

"She`s been crying like this since she woke for her midnight feed, she just won`t settle"

"Ma, that was three and a half hours ago." Jane sighed "Why don`t you go back to the guest house and get some sleep there's no reason for us all to be deprived, I got this"

"You sure Janie I can stay"

"Ma we`ll be fine now go, shoo and I`ll see you in the morning"

Jane focussed her attention on her daughter, holding her tightly within her arms she cradled the infant to her chest hoping the steady beat of her heart would help soothe the now snuffling infant, swaying slowly her fingertips gently massaged the exposed skin of a soft back rhythmically

"Hey sweetheart. What`s all this fuss about, mmm?" Jane`s low velvet tones soothed as her daughter continued to intermittently flit between crying and grizzling "What`s got my two beautiful girls so upset?"

"I don`t know what to do Jane, she won't stop crying for me" Maura`s strained shaky voice interrupted through tears "I have tried everything. I have fed and winded her. I have changed her diaper. I have soothed and left her to cry, she is at optimum temperature…"

"Optimum temperature? You hear that baba, Mommy`s such a silly billy, oh yes she is" Jane chuckled placing a tender kiss into short curly dark brown locks as she swayed gently

"She is not suffering from colic or any other illness as far as I am aware. I am a Doctor and I cannot soothe or calm our child. I am a failure; why did I expect any different?"

"Maura" Jane beckoned with a tilt of her head

Standing before Jane the brunette pulled her closer until they cradled their snuffling daughter gently between their bodies, both gently swaying Maura traced a delicate finger over a furrowed little brow the sniffles and cries subsiding as tired eyes drifted gently closed

"You're an amazing Mother Maura" Jane whispered placing their daughter into the crook of the honey blondes arm.

Softly humming Maura swayed gently, her fingertips still caressing a tiny furrowed brow. Overcome with emotion, swaying with Maura their daughter nestled between them Jane swept loose strands of honey blonde behind an ear "You`re amazing with her Maur and she takes after her Mamma, she loves being wrapped in your arms. You`re just exhausted. You should put her down then maybe you could get some rest too?"

"Would you come with me?" Maura smiled up at Jane

"A-are you sure?"

"I would like you to, I`d rather not be alone"

Following Maura to her bedroom Jane watched lovingly as she placed their sleeping daughter into the swinging crib beside her bed covering her with a crocheted embroidered blanket

"So we didn`t get time to discuss a name earlier as my two sleeping beauties snored the afternoon away, we should get onto that"

"Yes we should" Maura settled onto the bed, laying on her side facing the centre she patted the other side an invitation for Jane to mirror her as she stifled a yawn "Have you thought of any?"

"I`ve thought of little else. Have-have you, thought of any?"

"Yes"

"Just yes, well gee Dr. Isles would you care to share?"

"Dorothy or Florence"

Jane scrunched her nose in disgust

"Dorothy or Florence? Oh come on. Really? Maur give our kid a break, it`s gonna to be tough enough growing up without having a-a stuffy name like-like Dorothy or Florence. Dotty or Flo. No. Just. No!"

Maura grinned poking Jane playfully in the arm

"Dr. Isles" Jane warned flinching rubbing her arm for all she was worth feigning mock injury "You took an oath to heal not harm"

"And here I thought you were badass Detective Rizzoli my sworn protector" Maura giggled "What would you name our daughter?"

"I was thinking something traditional like Isabella, Rebecca or maybe Emily?"

"Emily" Maura smiled tiredly her eyes fighting to stay open "Emily means hard worker or industrious" She managed through a yawn "Excuse me"

"I`m not even going to ask how you know that."

"I like Emily" Maura replied her words thick with sleep "Emily Mae Rizzoli-Isles"

"Rizzoli-Isles?" Jane reiterated with confusion

"Jane and Maura Rizzoli-Isles" Maura stated half-conscious smiling widely as exhaustion claimed her

Silent tears spilled from Janes eyes, there was a spark of hope that warmed her as she too let sleep claim her.

R&I

An: To anyone called Florence or Dorothy (My Grand-Mother was called Dorothy) I apologise. I just couldn`t see Jane wanting either of those names for her daughter. Lol.

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