A/N: Well, this is it. One year of Holiday Rizzles celebrations are coming to an end. I'd like to thank every reader, whether you started with chapter one or just recently found the story and dove in. Every follow, favorite, and review has been wonderful. I know this update is a couple of days late, but I wasn't sure how I wanted to end this story. I had three completely different final chapters written and I decided this was best. End it the way it began. Thank you all again! Happy New Year, I wish nothing but the best for all of you in 2015.

The bright sunlight that broke through the heavy curtains felt different, it seemed to bathe the familiar surroundings in a hue brand new to Jane Rizzoli. Maybe that was just it, she was different, and this was the morning light being seen for the first time by Jane Rizzoli-Isles. That little addition made all the difference in the world. The lanky detective stretched her stiff yet revived muscles before reaching across the mattress and wrapping her left arm around her sleeping beauty's waist. The blonde was quick to burrow back into her wife.

"Good morning." Jane nuzzled the back of Maura's neck, enjoying the warmth on the chilly, New Year's morning.

"Morn'…" For once the energetic doctor was the last one to want to get up.

The two women had arrived home well into the late hours of the prior evening. After their reception came to an end at one in the morning, Jane and Maura took their time thanking their guests and personally delivering tips to the DJ, wait staff, and overly accommodating management at the Alden Castle. It took a very significant name drop to secure the venue for a wedding that wouldn't start until evening on New Year's Eve. Maura Isles wanted to ring in the New Year with her new wife, surrounded by family and friends that were invited to celebrate that union. Was that too much to ask?

They fell into bed in a tangle of limbs, wrapped in barely there undergarments, and fell into a peaceful slumber. Immediately.

"How's my wife feeling this morning?" Jane's breath warmed Maura's ear as she spoke.

"Tired," the ME's dry lips felt as if they would split if she smiled any broader, "but magnificent." Her eyes remained closed as she relished the calm of their early morning sanctuary. But Jane, oddly enough, seemed to be in a rather talkative mood.

"I'd say our wedding was a success." The deep rumble of her morning voice vibrated against Maura's back. "Everyone seemed to have fun."

"I agree," Maura paused to yawn, "with both of those statements." She smacked her full lips together and settled once more. She laced her fingers with Jane's and brought their joined hands up to rest between her breasts. The pad of Jane's thumb caused goose bumps to spread as she stroked the supple skin beneath it. She drifted slightly, the comfort of the touch and their embrace welcomed a comfort that weighed heavily on her eyelids.

Still vibrant memories of the night before flashed through her mind. Memories she'd relive and cherish every day for the rest of her life.

"I love you," Jane's voice trembled slightly as she started her vows. Vows that took her less than an hour to write, vows that she was now so unsure of. "I've loved you for as long as I can remember, actually." The brunette laughed nervously and looked down at their joined hands. "I think, and I hope I'm not sounding crazy, I think I may have even loved you before I knew you, when all I had was the idea of you."

Maura looked at the woman before her with quizzical tears in her eyes. Her head tilted slightly, causing styled amber waves to tickle her bare shoulder.

"Whenever I thought of the perfect person," Jane cleared her throat and recalled the words she memorized the night before. "Whenever I thought of 'the one' I always felt a little silly for it because I didn't think that person could ever truly exist. I didn't believe that there was a person out there who was smart and stunning and kind." The detective swallowed thickly and chuckled at her emotional state. She swore she knew herself better when she made that twenty dollar bet with Frost that she wouldn't cry during her vows. Apparently she was wrong.

"Perfection doesn't exist so there's no way the person I had been dreaming of did, right?" Jane realized she shouldn't have paused because the scientist in Maura had awoken at the question and she watched as pink, plump lips had started to form an answer. "And then I met you." That stopped Maura and Jane smirked. "You were all of those things." The detective's voice was strangled with happiness and awe. "You're the ideals that I have loved and then some. You love me despite my lack of manners and patience. You're so generous and beautiful, but you're humble and real. I still don't understand how it's possible, and I still don't understand how it took me so damn long to see it!" Every guest in the open space laughed along with the brides. Those closest to the two women shared a knowing look.

"Maura Isles you are everything I've dreamt of loving and more. My life, my heart, and my soul have belonged to you my whole life, and they will for the rest of it. I love you." Sniffles echoed amongst the crowd and were punctuated by the brides own.

Maura awoke with a start when the mattress dipped unexpectedly and something wet brushed her bare arm. She twisted around and was met with a sheepish Jane who was wrapped in a towel.

"I'm sorry I woke you," she leaned down and kissed her wife's forehead. Her long black curls were nearly straightened by the weight of water. "You looked like you were having a pleasant dream."

"Mm..." Maura stretched, small animal-like noises came from deep within her throat and made Jane smile. "I was thinking of your vows."

"So you were remembering how I told you you're perfect." A small hand slapped at a clammy forearm. "Ow!" Jane rubbed at the reddening spot. "We've only been married a day and already you're abusing me."

"Shush."

"And shushing me?! Is this what being married to you is like? I'm beginning to second guess my decision-" Jane was pulled down by her towel into a bruising kiss. Just as the kiss deepened, as Maura's tongue slid into Jane's mouth with a thorough slowness, the doctor's right hand made its way past the barrier of the towel and her fingers tweaked a dark nipple. The detective whimpered in delight.

"Yes," Maura palmed the breast, "this is exactly what being married to me is like." She stripped away the towel and threw it to the floor. Her lips kissed all the bare skin they could reach along Jane's neck and chest before finally taking a nipple between them. Before she lavished too much attention, Maura spoke against the heated flesh. "Still second guessing yourself, detective?" She takes her pearly white teeth along the hardening nub.

"No-" Jane breathed the word out in a sigh as her wife bit down gently.

"Good," Maura's small hands pushed at muscled shoulders. "Now lay down for me, I want to see if you taste any differently now that you're my wife." Scientifically she knew that wasn't possible, but the way Jane's breath hitched in lust, the chief medical examiner was willing to imagine wedded bliss could change anything.

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The two lay spent in one another's arms, Maura's head rested on Jane's chest as the detective drew indistinct patterns along the ivory expanse of the blonde's bare back. The smile on her face appeared to be permanent, never wavering or falling. She inhaled deeply, infusion her lungs with the sweet scent of the woman molded against her and their passion that filled the bedroom. If this was the start of the New Year and their life, Jane Rizzoli-Isles couldn't imagine waking unhappily ever again, and if she did she was sure her wife wouldn't allow her rotten mood to last.

"Jane, you have changed my life in the most unexpected, most welcomed ways. You've shown me how warm a living person could be," Maura smiled playfully as her bride laughed. "You've welcomed me into your family without a second thought and you never let my odd quirks get in the way of caring for me," she gave the brunette's hands a squeeze, "from loving me." Maura took a deep breath in an attempt to calm the wave of emotion washing over her.

"You love me and I still cannot believe that." Her hair shifted to and fro as she shook her head in perpetual disbelief. "I can only hope you know how much I love you, unconditionally so, in return. And I will do so until my dying day."

"And I you, until my dying day." Jane whispered into her the satisfied blonde's ear. Her delicate words caused languid arms to tighten around her lithe waist.

"How would you like to start our year?"

"I'd say we already started it in the best way possible."

"What would you like to do next?" Maura planted a kiss at the center of Jane's collarbone, her tongue dipped into the notch there.

"I do believe I'd like a large breakfast," Jane's head fell back further to allow her wife's lips to wander, "in bed, naked."

"And who will be making this breakfast?" A luscious leg swung over Jane's hips and Maura settled upon Jane, straddling the thin woman.

"Would it be in bad taste to call my mother?"

"I think it's a brilliant idea!" The doctor's face lit up. "I'll call her right now." She stretched for the phone on the bedside table. Jane moved quickly and flipped her position, pulling her wife as far from the electronic as possible.

"You wouldn't dare!" Jane gawked at her wife's determined expression.

"I would-" Jane cut Maura off with a kiss.

"I'll cook, you just stay here and play temptress." Jane's strong right hand flattened in the center of Maura's chest and ran down to her abdomen. Her eyes followed the path slowly. "That should come naturally." When her dark eyes met hazel again they softened. The flame of desire that was dancing within dimmed slightly when adoration arose in the forefront.

"Happy New Year, Maur."

"Happy New Year, Jane." Maura's petite hands framed Jane's angular face. She leaned up and kissed her wife gently, losing herself to the sensation of a love so unbelievable, Maura found herself making a resolution to lose herself every day that year, and every day for the rest of her life.