A/N This is something that came up in my head and I decided to upload it. I think I'll turn it into another adoption fic. Let me know what you think and if you would like to read more chapters!

Chapter 1

"C'mon, Jane! It's Thanksgiving! You gotta tell us what you're grateful for." Angela pointed her fork at her daughter opposite her.

Jane groaned and threw her head back, not feeling like discussing her feelings at all. "C'mon, Ma."

"She's right, Janie." Frankie playfully hit his sister's arm and smirked.

Jane sighed. "Alright, I'm grateful for… Turkey."

Angela tilted her head and gave Jane a look she could only fear. "Jane."

"I'm… I'm grateful for Maura."

"Aww!" Tommy chuckled at his sister.

"See?" Jane pointed at her brother. "That's why we don't share feelings in this family!"

"Oh, please. I think it's sweet." Angela shook her head and smiled a sweet smile. "Of course you're thankful for your wife. I bet Maura feels the same way."

Jane turned her head to look at her wife, but she found the kitchen empty. "Where is she?"

Frankie looked at the kitchen and furrowed his brow. "I don't know, I thought she was getting dessert ready."

"I'm gonna check, excuse me." Jane got up from her chair and headed out of the room. "Maura?" She walked up the stairs, looking for her wife. When she didn't hear a reply, she opened the bedroom door and saw the blonde sitting on the edge of the bed, her head hanging low, her beautiful curls making it impossible to see her face. "Honey," Jane said softly, "are you okay?"

Maura shook her head but didn't answer.

"What happened?" Jane carefully sat down next to the doctor and tucked her hair behind her ear, furrowing her brow when she saw streaks of tears on her freckled cheeks. "Maur…"

Maura looked up at Jane with shimmering eyes, bloodshot from crying. "You know how I told you I had a stomach ache this morning?" she whispered, her voice hoarse and laced with tears.

Jane nodded. "Yeah. Is something wrong? Are you okay?"

Maura didn't reply. She just looked into Jane's eyes, her entire face dropping with pain. Jane felt concern tying a knot in her stomach. "Maura, you're scaring me."

"I-…" Maura took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment, fresh tears trickling down her cheeks. She looked into Jane's eyes and spoke in a soft, barely audible whisper. "I got my period."

Jane sighed deeply and felt like a heavy ball had dropped to her stomach. It didn't work. Again.

"I'm so sorry, Jane," Maura whispered. "I-… I did everything-… I…"

Jane shook her head. "Don't. It's not your fault."

"I don't know why it's not working." Maura wiped her cheeks and sighed. "I have an MD, multiple degrees in forensic pathology, I'm the Chief Medical Examiner and I have no idea why the treatment doesn't work." Her voice turned to frustration. "I've had the exams! My uterus and eggs are just fine! The sperm donors are more than fine, we've tried two different treatments and we've tried the last one three times sand it still doesn't work! We spent thousands of dollars-… Why-…" Maura looked at her wife with pain and tears in her eyes. "Why can't I have children?"

Jane sighed deeply, hating to see her wife in such pain. "I don't know, Maur," she whispered. "But it's not your fault."

Maura shook her head. "I know. I know it's not."

Jane felt tears burning in her eyes when she saw the defeat in her wife. It was like the universe turned against them, not allowing them to be parents. They wanted a child so badly. They had been trying ever since they got married over three years ago, but nothing worked.

"Maybe…" Maura whispered, her voice weak and vulnerable, "maybe we're not meant to be parents."

Jane shook her head and took Maura's hand in hers. "That's not true."

"What if this… What if this is a sign? From God… the universe… or whatever?" she furrowed her brow and stared at their hands. "What if it's a sign that I shouldn't be a mother?"

"You don't believe in God, Maur," Jane replied quietly. "Or the universe. You should be a mother."

Maura looked into Jane's eyes and Jane saw an intense mix of pain and love in those big, hazel eyes. "How do you know?"

"Because…" Jane sighed and smiled at her wife. "Because I know how much love you have in your heart. Because I know how caring, sweet and how amazing you are. Because I know that the child that gets to have you as its mother, is the luckiest child in the world."

Maura smiled through her tears. "I want to be a mother," she whispered, her voice nothing more than a high-pitched whisper. "I don't know if I'll be any good at it and it scares me more than anything but I want to be a mother. I want to raise a baby with you."

"I want that too." Jane leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her wife's temple.

Maura nodded and closed her eyes as she hid her face into the crook of Jane's neck, pulling herself into the detective's side where she felt safe and loved. "It feels like my world shattered," she whispered, her breath tickling Jane's skin. "When I felt the cramps and I knew what was happening."

Jane tangled her hand in Maura's perfect curls and kissed her head. "I know."

"I'm sorry, Jane."

"Stop apologizing." Jane swallowed her tears but she felt her eyes burning. "There was nothing you can do. We-… We can try again, right?"

Maura sighed deeply and lifted her head from Jane's shoulder. "I don't know, Jane."

"We're not giving up, are we?"

"No-, no, we're not." Maura shook her head. "I just… It's exhausting, Jane." Tears trickled down her cheeks as she looked into Jane's eyes. "I don't know if I can do it again. We have the money, but… It failed so many times."

"What are you saying?" Jane asked, furrowing her brow. "That we should stop trying to become parents?"

"No." Maura shook her head and squeezed Jane's hand. "I'm saying that maybe we should try another way."

"What way? We've tried so many!"

Maura looked into Jane's eyes. "We talked about adoption. When it failed the last time."

"I know, but I told you: I don't want to make a kid our second choice. I don't want to adopt just because we can't make them ourselves. Because we failed."

"It's not a second choice." Maura shook her head and stood up from the bed, wiping her cheeks with the back of her hand. "We want to be parents, right?"

"Yeah, of course."

"That is our first choice. That's what we want." Maura brushed her hair back and looked down at her wife on the bed. "I don't care how it happens. Not anymore."

Jane sighed deeply and lowered her head. "Can-… Can we just process this first?" she whispered, her voice suddenly thick with tears. "Take some time to... T-to cry?"

Maura looked at the beautiful brunette on the bed and swallowed hard as thick tears formed into those dark brown eyes. When tears fell down her wife's cheeks, Maura straddled the detective's lap and wrapped her arms tightly around the lanky woman, pulling her as close as humanly possible.

"I really thought it would work this time," Jane whispered, crying into the doctor's shoulder.

"I know. Me too." Maura sighed deeply and kissed the side of Jane's head. Just a few minutes ago, the detective refused to talk about her feelings at all. But with Maura, her defense fell completely. Maura was the only one she opened up to. Maura knew Jane felt safe with her and she would be there the catch her whenever she fell. No matter what.

"This Thanksgiving sucks," Jane mumbled against her wife.

Maura chuckled, a sound that startled both women. She covered her mouth and pulled away to look into the brunette's eyes. "I'm sorry, I… This Thanksgiving was actually quite lovely up until an while ago."

Jane smiled and squeezed Maura's sides. "Your period couldn't wait just another day, could it?"

Maura shook her head while she reached up to wipe the tears off her wife's cheeks. "Apparently not." Her smile fell and she looked into dark eyes. "I want a baby with you, Jane," she whispered. "I want to have a child with you."

Jane nodded and leaned forward to peck Maura's lips. "I want that too."

The blonde took a deep breath and leaned forward to hide her face back into the crook of Jane's neck. "We will be parents one day," she whispered. "I don't know how, or when… But we will. I have to believe that we will."

"That child will be so lucky to have you as its mother. He or she is gonna love you like crazy."

Maura smiled a sweet smile and tangled her left hand in messy curls as she used her other to pull her detective impossibly closer. They would become parents someday. How? When? They had no idea. All they knew is they wanted to have a child. A child to love, to protect, to raise and to cherish. And oh, they would love that child. They would love it more than anything or anyone in the world, more than they could ever imagine. They couldn't wait.

"Our child will love both of us," Maura whispered softly. "I think we make a good team."

Jane smirked. "We do." She pulled back and looked into sparkling hazel eyes that shimmered with leftover tears. Her heart swelled with love. "Yeah." She smiled and lovingly tucked a strand of hair behind the blonde's ear. "Rizzoli and Isles. A pretty good team."