Hello guys. I couldn't resist putting some Angela in the story, so here is it. I love how cute she is with Maura :)

Hope you guys like this one!

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No hammer banging, it was the first think Maura thought when she awoke. Fearfully, she opened her eyes. Jane's room was in complete darkness, which meant she couldn't know if she was already able to deal with light, so she turned the nightstand lamp. It took a little bit to adjust to the light, and it still hurt her eyes a bit, but nothing compared like the day before. Next to her, the bed was empty: Jane was already up.

Thinking about it, Maura had a cloudy memory of someone fondly stroking her hair and kissing the top of her head. Most certainly not Jane. I should be delusional. She got up, grabbed a pair of Jane's socks and went to the kitchen. Luckily, Jane had closed all the curtains and was practically in darkness.

"Good morning…" Maura said while entering the kitchen, rubbing her eyes.

"Morning, honey." Jane exclaimed in a low tone, with a smile. "Feeling any better?"

"Much better…" she answered, sitting on the counter's chair. "Thanks for taking care of me."

"Nonsense. Do you feel like eating anything?"

"Yes, I think so."

"Good, I made breakfast." Jane said smiling, handing her plate of scrambled eggs and toast, and grabbing one for her own. "Did Ma awake you?"

Maura looked up from her plate. "What?"

"My mother. She stopped by to leave us some food, and insisted on checking on you. Like I couldn't take care of you…" Jane said, rolling her eyes.

But Maura hadn't heard the last part. Angela, caring for her, checking on her, tucking her in the bed and kissing the top of head. A kind of affection that her mother never had with her, not even when she was a child. She loved her daughter with her whole heart, but simply couldn't show it. She always ended up sending the nannies to tuck her in the bed or to take care of her when she was sick, because Constance could not interrupt her trips around the world for a sick daughter.

Jane saw Maura's eyes watering. "…Maur…? What is it?"

Maura looked her in the eyes and said in a trembling voice "Your mother…."

"Yeah, she can be a pain in the ass, but you don't need to worry about that…, do you?" Jane said, confused.

"No, it's not that…. She… considers me as…" Tears were dancing in the doctor's eyes. " …as family."

"Maura…" Jane said, touched, taking her hands on hers. " My mother loves you like a daughter. I think sometimes she likes you more than me…" Jane said, making the honey blonde chuckle, who quickly said "Technically that is impossible, because the genetic preposition says that a mother can never…" Jane's arched eyebrow made her stop.

"I can see usual Maura is back." The detective stated. "Maur, now seriously, look at me." She wiped her friend's tears away. "My family loves you. I love you, Frankie loves you, Ma loves you… we know you have your family, but we want you to feel welcome and loved on ours."

"I have no words to describe what that means to me, Jane." Maura said quietly and honestly.

"I highly doubt that, considering that huge brain of yours… C'mon, eat the eggs before they get cold."

When they were finished and Jane was washing the dishes, she remembered something she had to talk to Maura…

"So, Maura, apparently, there is another member on the Rizzoli's family that also cares a great deal for you…" she said, mysteriously.

Maura looked up and immediately blushed.

"Tommy told you?"

"No, Ma told me. That mama's boy told her."

"Jane, I didn't tell you because it was awkward, and we were both embarrassed, and..." Jane cut her off.

"Maur, it's OK, I get it. I simply don't want to stand in the way of a big romance… Clearly, opposites attract."

"It's a strategy to healthy reproduction."

"Why? Why do you have to go right to breeding? With my brother?"

Maura chuckled. "Jane, I like Tommy. A lot. But I love you, and I don't want to do anything that may compromise our friendship. I don't want anything that makes your family get mad at me and kick me out."

"Never, Maur." Jane said with a smile, hugging her friend. "I'm so glad you're fine. You scared me."

"Jane, do you still mad at me about what happened yesterday?"

The detective arched an eyebrow. "Of course I am. Your puking almost made me puke. And then I had to carry you home, to make sure you didn't agonize all alone at home, because my mum would kill me for letting that happen."

Maura looked confused. "No, Jane, that's not what I meant…"

"Maura, hello, sarcasm?" Jane chuckled, but quickly said very serious "I'm kidding, OK? I would never let you suffer alone. And about yesterday… I understand what you did. But you have to understand that I always have your back, and that I wouldn't let you go to prison. But I understand your worries. OK? Are we fine?"

Maura smiled. "We are fine. Thank you…"

"Ah, forget that… Well, I don't know if you heard yesterday, between all the blarrrghh … " Maura slapped her arm affectionately, when they were sitting on the couch "… that Cavanaugh gave us the day off." The honey blonde nodded. "So, since I want to keep an eye on you, to make sure you don't actually agonize at home, you're spending the day here. My mum brought tons of food, including that awesome chocolate cake and that almond ice cream that you love. A movies day seems OK to you?"

"Seems lovely…" Maura said, curling herself on Jane's couch, and grabbing a blanket.

"Of course, make yourself home." Jane chuckled, and the doctor arched an eyebrow, in a funny expression. "This one?" she asked, showing the doctor the DVD, who nodded. "I assume you want me to put the minimum volume and keep the curtains closed?

"Yes, please, and also the TV brightness…"

Jane returned to the couch, and grabbed a blanket for herself.

"You realize that if my mum shows up, your migraine will immediate return?"

Maura smiled to herself. "I don't mind…" She's family.

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So here it is, people, the last chapter. I hope you've enjoyed reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Any last review? :)

See you soon.