Maura now sat on the edge of the guest room's bed, dressed only in panties and a button-up shirt that barely covered her chest. She sat with a saddened look on her face, not speaking.

Tony was pacing across the floor, shirtless, but now wearing pants. "Alright," he said. "This whole coincidence thing is not working out for me."

"I'm sorry," Maura said, not looking at him.

"Why did you say 'outrageous', of all the words out there?" Tony was confused. "Did Jane tell you about this? Was this all some sick joke she put you up to?"

Maura's face softened, finally understanding what she did wrong.

"That's a word you used with Kate."

"See, I don't get it." Tony stopped pacing and sat on the bed next to Maura. "Why do you know that? Since when is my love life common knowledge? Is the next Jeopardy! category going to be 'Secrets of Tony's Love Life'?"

"I don't know what to say," Maura said, putting her hand on Tony's leg.

"Don't say anything." He was hurt. Maura could see that. "There's nothing to say, right? It was some odd coincidence? Let's just forget tonight ever happened."

"Tony…" Maura moved closer to him on the bed, his response to which was to move away from her. She wouldn't let him go far enough. "I missed you so much. So damn much."

"Care to explain what the hell's going on?" Tony said, now getting angry. He was sure it was some evil practical joke that Jane wanted to play on him for giving in when she told him not to.

"I… there's so much to explain." Maura sighed. "Tony, I never meant for it to happen that way. But, I was in danger… then by the time it was over I was so comfortable here I couldn't just leave…"

Tony was confused. He thought she was talking about the sex they just had. "What put you in danger?"

"Ari."

"Excuse me?" Tony was now interested in every detail of what Maura had to say. She really was trying to make fun of him.

"Look," Tony said. "I don't really like being made fun of. Although, I can usually take it. But this is a little much. My emotions should be left alone. Maybe I should go find a motel somewhere."

"Please, don't leave." Maura paused for a moment, then inhaled deeply before continuing. "Tony, it's me. Kate."

Tony couldn't speak. He didn't want to process what was going on. He still thought he was being lied to.

"I know, you'll want proof." She thought back to moments when they were together. "The shower. Me… well, singing. 'Outrageous' and you… well, you know what you did after that. What we did."

"Right. And I don't want to know how you know about that. But you can't be Kate." Tony was now standing, in disbelief.

"But you said yourself—"

"That you look like her. Not that you are her."

"Okay. How about when you got the plague? And I stayed with you all the way through? Even though I was fine! I loved you even then." Maura was on a roll.

"Look, there's just no way…"

"It's me, Tony. Look at me! I can't fake this stuff."

"I don't believe you." Tony glared at her. "What can't you fake? You're either faking being Kate right now or you're Kate and you managed to fake your own death. So, what can't you fake?"

"I can't fake being Kate." Maura stood up to look up into his eyes. "You're telling me you don't remember who I am?"

"It's not every day you get a second chance at love."

"You still love me?"

"How could I not?" Tony sighed. "There's just one problem…"

"Oh?" Maura said.

"How are we going to tell Jane?"

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