Hello everyone! I'm glad to hear everybody is enjoying how the story is going and so I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint. Sorry it's taken a while to get this uploaded but as I'm sure a lot of you will know work schedules can be very gruelling. However I do have a long weekend off this week for my birthday this Saturday and so I'm hoping to squeeze in some writing time you will all be glad to hear. Reviews are my motivation so let me know your thoughts! Love you all!

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"I think it's bedtime." Maura gently whispered glancing down in between herself and Jane at the little girl who had been fighting sleep for the last half hour, refusing to let Jane turn the film off.

"I'm not.." Before Arabella could refute her mothers statement a yawn escaped her mouth only further proving the need for sleep. Tiny hands quickly clamped over her mouth as though to hide the yawn but evidently failed.

"Not tired?" Jane chuckled but abruptly stopped when Arabella scowled at her.

"Can I stay in your bed mummy?" The question seeped with vulnerability that the little girl often hid from her mother. "Please mama, I don't get nightmares when I stay in here with you." Maura's fingers reached up to pinch the bridge of her nose, a sign of stress that Jane had soon picked up on over the last few days.

"Sweetheart why didn't you tell me you had another nightmare?" Maura's eyes were stinging as she tried to hold back the tears.

"I wanted to be brave, like you." A shy smile graced Arabella's face as she glanced up at Jane who gave her hair a gentle stroke.

"I'm not.. Baby that's what I'm here for, you can tell me anything. You are the bravest person I've ever met and I'm sure Jane would agree, right Jane?" Shifting her eyes up to lock with Janes chocolate orbs that looked at her with such awe it nearly took her breath away, Jane nodded her head in agreement with the doctor.

"Do you want to know a secret monkey?" Although the the question was directed at her daughter Maura felt her head nodding along with the little girl, eager to hear something that the women kept to herself.

"I still have nightmares but y'know whats kind of weird? I haven't had a single one since I've been staying here with you and your mum." The confession caused a light blush to appear across the olive skinned detectives cheeks, struggling to look up to see Maura's reaction.

"That's cause mummy's magic." Arabella pushed herself further into Maura's side, kissing her mothers cheek only to knit her brow in confusion at the dampness that met her lips.

"Don't cry mummy." Was all Arabella whispered, pulling Maura into a bear hug with her little arms latching around the older blondes neck.

Maura's eyes caught Janes as the dark haired woman reached her hand out, instantly feeling the doctors squeezing in an offer of thanks.

After hugging the little girl, they sunk back into one of the many pillows that overlapped at the beds headboard. Hazel eyes that she was sure were a near perfect match to her own looked up in what she was sure fit the expression 'puppy eyes'.

"As long as you don't kick your brother in the middle of the night." A giggle bounced off the walls as Arabella settled into her bed for the night.

"Do you want Aggy?" After receiving a nod from the little blonde Maura got up from the bed along with Jane a moment after giving a goodnight cuddle and a surprise kiss from Arabella.

Following Maura into Arabella's room, the detective watched as the other woman picked up a tattered blanket that was tucked under a light pink pillow on the neatly made bed.

"Aggy?" Jane pointed at the material that was clutched in the doctors hand and smirked as Maura shrugged, explaining as they walked back toward the master bedroom.

"The blanket used to be mine when I was her age. I used to call it 'Raggy' but Arabella could never pronounce her r's and so Aggy just stuck. I need to remember to wash it actually, don't let me forget." Jane just smiled and nodded her head, happy to of learnt something about the mother and daughter no matter how small it was.

As the door to the master bedroom shut over quietly Maura stopped Jane from going any further as she caught the detectives wrist.

"It's good to talk about what happens in nightmares so.. if you ever want to talk about them then I'm here. Only if you want to of course, no pressure." Maura resisted the urge to roll her eyes at the words that tumbled from her mouth, sure Jane would be annoyed at her bringing up the subject.

"Yeah. That would be nice actually." Jane rubbed at the scars that were a constant reminder of the living nightmare she lived through but was stopped as Maura's nimble fingers replaced her own, massaging the red raw marks with accurate but soothing movements. The pair stood for a minute or two, Maura continuing her actions on the dark haired woman's hands and Jane biting her lip to trap the moan that was so very close to leaving her mouth.

"That was lovely, thank you." Jane commented as Maura finished up on her hands, rather than reply verbally Maura just placed a kiss on each scar before dragging the detective down the hall way.

"You know you should really massage the scar tissue once or twice a day. I could do it for you if you'd like? I'll be your own personal masseuse." The wink that accompanied Maura's statement was nearly Janes undoing as she held back the enthusiastic reply and replaced it with a smile and a simple "Okay.".

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Walking down to the last if the steps to the stairs both women were shocked to see more or less everything boxed up. Entering the kitchen Maura looked over at Jane with embarrassment. Constance and Arthur were kissing rather heatedly and didn't seem to take notice of them entering the room but Maura quickly changed that by loudly clearing her throat causing her parents to abruptly stop and turn to face their daughter and friend. Quickly untangling themselves from one another, Constance took in the scowl that was in Maura's face and decided to toy with her daughter.

"This is like Christmas break all over again." All Constance could do was smirk at Maura's eyes going wide at the mention of the incident that occurred years ago that her mother would never let go of.

"Christmas break?" Jane and Arthur both asked in unison, Maura's eyes silently pleading with her mother to stop but Constance just couldn't help herself.

"Remember that Christmas break when Maura brought home her friend Emily" Before Constance could continue Arthur but in.

"You mean girlfriend." Arthur just chuckled as Maura jaw dropped at her fathers comment.

"Sorry yes, her girlfriend Emily. You still deny the relationship sweetheart which in my opinion is rather silly considering I caught you both with your hands up each other's -"

"Mother!" Maura's face was as bright as a tomato as she managed to stop her mother from painting the scene which she had since tried to wipe from her memory.

"What? I'm just merely saying you shouldn't be so hypocritical." Constance just shrugged her shoulders going back to sit at the kitchen diner next to Arthur, flipping through an interior design magazine.

"I'm sorry about that." Maura commented as she shook her head at her mothers antics. Janes hand reached up and ran soothing circles up the other woman's back, guiding her to sit across from her parents at the same time.

"You hungry?" Jane asked Maura after a few moments of silence except for the rustle of the magazine pages being flicked back and fore.

"Yes. I think the baby wants peanut butter and cheese." Maura smiled shyly causing Jane to laugh.

"What the baby wants the baby shall have." Jane leapt down from her seat and began to collect plates and ingredients for herself and Maura's food, offering Constance and Arthur and receiving 'no thank you's'. The sweet smile that graced the doctors face was one both Constance and Arthur rarely saw nowadays and couldn't help but grin.

"What?" Even though Maura wanted to snap at her parents who were obviously conspiring she couldn't stop the smile.

"Nothing.." Before anything could be said the ringing of an incoming video call could be heard resonating from the tablet that was charging in the middle of the diner bar. Constance noticing who was calling instantly unplugging it and answering the call.

"How's my favourite person gettin...Constance is that you? And Arthur!" Constance's face split into a grin that matched the other woman's .

"How's my favourite surrogate daughter? I haven't heard from you in weeks Arizona." Constance finally took in the tired and sunken eyes of the surgeon. Placing the tablet in the stand so everyone could now see, Arizonas eyes lit up at seeing her best friend.

"Hey Maur! I was actually calling to ask if I could come and stay in Boston for a week or two but it looks like you have a house full." Arizonas eyes flicked over at Jane who was trying but failing to make herself look busy in the background.

"Oh how rude of me. Jane this is my oldest friend Arizona Robbins. Arizona this is Jane Rizzoli my friend." Constance scoffed at the use of the word friend but Maura decided to ignore it and carry on. "Don't be silly Zo, of course you can come and stay! I'll need to send you my new address though." Maura chuckled.

"Oh you're moving? Please tell me Ian is away on business or something because there is no way I can stay in the same house as him, sorry Maur but you know how I can't stand the way he speaks to you or my little princess of a goddaughter." Arizona kept on rambling, a common occurrence for the blue eyed woman that no one even bothered to try to stop anymore.

"I.. Well.." Maura was finding it hard deciding on where to start and quickly found tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

"What's wrong M? I swear to God I'm going to kill that man!" The anger that was evident in Arizonas voice was only ever heard by Maura when Ian's name was mentioned. Arizonas obvious revulsion of Maura's husband was already putting her in Janes good books.

"Hey Maur? Your foods ready so why don't you go put your feet up and talk to Arizona in bed? Might be more comfy?" Jane offered as an escape of having to discuss Ian and the ordeal again in front of everyone.

"That sounds good to me." Maura replied as she accepted the plate full of slices of cheese slathered with peanut butter Jane had prepared for her as the detective passed them over. Picking up the tablet and turning to leave the room, Maura placed a light kiss on Janes cheek and whispered a quick thank you.

"Bye mum. Bye dad." Arizona shouted as Maura made her way out of the kitchen.

"Speak to you soon." Constance and Arthur replied whilst blowing kisses toward the tablet screen.

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Half an hour had gone by and Maura had still not returned to the kitchen. Discussion in the kitchen had quickly turned to stories of Maura's last pregnancy and how the blondes craving were far more extreme the last time around.

"Peanut butter and cheese is nothing compared to when she was having Arabella. I remember myself and Maura were on our way back from one of my art shows and she made me go to a drive thru fast food restaurant so she could order ice cream and onion rings. The whole way home I had to stop myself from gagging at watching her dip each onion ring in the chocolate flavoured ice cream." Jane and Arthur laughed uncontrollably as Constance shivered at the mere memory of Maura's crazed actions. However the laughter sided down as Jane answered her phone whilst wiping the tears of laughter that had been shed.

"Rizzoli?" The voice in the other side of the phone was one Jane instantly recognised as her boss. Jane could tell something was off by the way the lieutenant said her name and came to to conclusion that whatever he was about to say she wasn't going to like it.

"Lieutenant? What is it?" Janes thumbnail instantly went to her mouth waiting for his response.

"Faulkner managed to evade the police detail that was assigned to him at the hospital, fucking idiot they are. The bastard was complaining of a sore head and so they took him for a CT, he said he needed the toilet and managed to slip out the window. I've had Frost watch every bit of security tape for the surrounding area of the hospital but.. We can't find him Jane." Stopping herself from punching the granite worktop in front of her that would more than likely break her hand, Jane dug her nails so far into her palm she was sure there would be moon like crescents imprinted in her hand for days.

"I..I'm gonna need to phone you back sir, I need to let them know." Janes eyes looked up and immediately connected with Constance's and it was almost as if the older woman knew what was coming as her face turned a sickening shade of white.

"It's Ian isn't it?" Arthur's voice broke the silence that had settled over the room. Jane nodded, glancing down to see her nails only digging further into her palms as images of Ian returning in the middle of the night flooded her mind.

"He's escaped."

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I know it may seem a tincy bit far fetched however the general feeling I got from most people was they wanted more Ian drama so here you are... I have plans for him don't worry ;)