-Disclaimer: Since this is the last chapter I want to run the disclaimer again. I do not own these characters but I've had a very enjoyable time over these past weeks playing with them. They belong to Janet Tamaro, TNT and Tess Gerritsen and I appreciate they're lending them out.

A/N: A warning, if you may: there is one expletive at the end of this chapter, because it's the only one I didn't change the rating.

Chapter 25. I Do

"Sit," Maura instructed Jane. Jane promptly dropped down on the side of the bed.

"I thought we were taking a bath?" she asked. Maura almost laughed. Any other time Jane would have leered at her with that comment but the detective had been through too much that day.

"We are, after we have a little chat." Jane groaned.

"Maura, whatever I did I'm sorry. We tried to find you quickly and-" Jane's words were interrupted by Maura's lips crashing down on hers. The kiss was long and passionate. Maura broke it off first, needing to breathe.

"You didn't do anything wrong, love. I want to talk about what you said in the warehouse." Jane looked at Maura quizzically.

"I said you deserved to live. You do."

"I know. But before that, and after that, you made reference to being 'poison.'"

"Oh, that." Jane hung her head. After all they'd been through, and seeing Maura tied up and booby-trapped with explosives, and she was going to lose her anyway?

Jane covered her face with her hands. "I understand," she said.

"Understand what? I haven't said anything Jane."

"You don't want to marry me after all. You changed your mind," Jane wanted to cry but was too emotionally exhausted.

Maura reached over and turned Jane's face to her. She leaned in for a quick kiss.

"Love, I want to marry you, more now than this morning. I want you to understand I love you. You are not 'poison' to me. You never were; you never will be. You can't be poison to me, Jane."

"Maura, I can't protect you. We found that out today. You were right before."

"I was insane before. I let Hoyt get to me. He got what he wanted in that he forced me to choose between his brand of terror and my love for you. In turn it caused you pain. I will never understand how I could have overlooked all of my training, Jane. I love you. There is no one else for me, never will be, but you. The good with the bad, isn't that the phrase?"

"I think it's 'for better or for worse,'" Jane mumbled.

"Exactly. We've had enough 'worse.' I vote for 'better.'"

"I can't protect you."

"Yes, you can. You did today. In fact, I think we were made for each other," Maura said.

"You do?"

"Yes. You have a contusion on your arm, I'm dehydrated, I got kidnapped earlier today, you rescued me without your firearm, willing to exchange your life for mine. It's all good, Jane. We're here together, aren't we?" Maura smiled. Jane snorted.

"You have a funny way of looking at things, Doc."

"We're here, about to take a bath and get ready for our wedding. I have a dress, Frankie is bringing you a fresh tux, your mother gets to serve her food, our parents are in attendance."

"Oh, yeah, your mother is okay. She's at home. I checked with Frost. He kept getting updates from the hospital."

Maura kissed Jane again. "You take care of me in many ways, Jane. I couldn't ask for a better partner or wife than you. Besides I love you. Also most people think I'm weird and I don't want to have to find someone else."

Jane knew her emotions were on a roller coaster when she started laughing. Jumping up she grabbed Maura in her arms and kissed her one more time, long and passionately.

"Okay, Dr. Rizzoli-Isles, time for a bath. If we don't get started on time the Boston PD is going to call out the national guard and Ma might actually kill me," Jane said.

All of the guests were seated in the garden area. The ribbons and baby's breath held up well with the extraordinary efforts of the florist, who started running around replacing everything when he got the phone call about the new start time of the wedding. The last touches had just been put in place when Maura arrived.

Jane stood at the head of the aisle with Frankie by her side. Maura had pulled Frankie aside to warn him he may need to physically hold Jane up during part of the ceremony because of everything they'd been through that day. Frankie promised Jane wouldn't do any face plants on his watch.

The wedding march began and the guests rose. Jane watched Maura begin her walk down the aisle on the arm of her father. Constance and Angela defied tradition by sitting next to each other. As Angela started to cry so did Constance. Jane heard their sniffles and smiled. Her eyes fixed on Maura and her smile grew. So did Maura's, whose eyes were only on Jane.

They met at the altar and Jane took Maura's hands in hers. Her gaze never left Maura's face. Korsak began the traditional wedding vows and Jane followed along without leaving Maura's face. The guests, the gazebo, all of it fell away. She could see only Maura. Maura noticed the same, she could only see Jane. No one else existed for either.

Jane broke her gaze only momentarily to stop Korsak.

"I have something I want to say to Maura before our vows end. Maura, I love you more than life itself. You are my life, my soul mate, my morning, my day, my night. I will spend the rest of my life showing you just how much I love you and how much you mean to me. I am so glad you're marrying me although I never need a repeat of our vows to know what you mean to me and how much I love you," Jane said.

Tears spilled down both Jane's and Maura's faces. As Korsak commenced them to be spouses for life Jane lifted Maura's veil. Tipping Maura's face up to meet hers Jane kissed Maura very gently. Maura kissed Jane back and they started back down the aisle to begin their lives anew.

Several hours later Jane loaded their bags in the back of her car and went in search of Maura. She groaned when she remembered how much of her mother's pasta she ate. Jane remembered having two helpings of gnocchi and at least three of lasagna. The cannoli looked too good to pass up and Jane only intended to have one but the marscapone cheese tasted so good she ate three cannoli. Then came the wedding cake…

"Hi, love, looking for me?" Maura said. Still smiling Maura thought it might be days before she quit smiling.

"Yes, Mrs. Rizzoli-Isles, it's time for us to go. We have a honeymoon to start," Jane wrapped her arms around Maura's waist. "I got our bags."

"Where are we going?" Maura asked.

"For the next couple of days we're going to your parents' beach house. A little R and R is I think how your father phrased it."

"He's right, we need the time to recharge our batteries," Maura replied. She loved her parents' beach house, it was private yet part of the rest of the small community.

"Oh I plan on recharging your batteries, Mrs. Rizzoli, you can bet on that," Jane said in a low voice. Maura giggled.

"I think I knew that," she said.

"After that we're going to Europe. I know it's not exciting for you, but I've never been. We're seeing the major cities of course: Paris, London, Rome. We'll be just Jane and Maura on their honeymoon."

"Yes, but Jane, all we really need is a hotel room with room service," Maura said. She gazed up at Jane with innocent eyes.

"Fuck," Jane said.

"Language," Maura said and grinned.

The End

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