She sits in her wheel chair, and peeks in the nursery room window. She watches as a couple lifts the newborn she's just delivered out of his basinet. She sits outside the nursery until after they leave. Once they've gone she rolls in. She rises from the wheelchair she's in, and peers inside. She kisses the back of his tiny hand. She rolls up to the nurse's station. The nurse turns to her, and smiles.
"I thought you said you didn't want to see him."
"I wanted to see them more than I wanted to see him."
"And how do you feel about it, now?"
"I don't know why I thought I had to wait three days."
"I kept telling you that it wasn't going to be as hard as you thought once you met them."
Maura pulls papers out of the pocket of the robe she's wearing. She hands them to the nurse.
"I signed them."
"He's going to go home tomorrow."
"You should get back to your room before your nurse notices that you're missing."
"Okay," she agrees.
Jane leaves Frost at home with Jacey when she picks Maura up from the hospital. She helps her into the passenger's side of the car. Maura closes the door, and shakes her head as they buckle.
"What?" Jane questions as Maura glances in the rearview mirror.
"When did you turn into this person?"
Jane furrows her brow, "What person?"
"You drive and SUV, and your backseat has got a car seat, a diaper bag, half a dozen stray puffs, and toys everywhere. When did you suddenly become that person?"
"It was a gradual shift, I guess."
"Just promise me that you won't start wearing mom jeans."
"That I can promise."
"Good, because that would be a crime of fashion, and I would have to use your handcuffs against you."
"I can't believe that you're wearing pajamas."
"You told me that it was okay."
Jane rolls her eyes as she puts the car into gear, "I am just kidding. You have a very traumatic week."
"I can't believe that other people wear pajamas at two o'clock in the afternoon."
"What is this world coming to?"
"I am going to go home, and crawl into bed. I still feel like I've been run over by a truck."
Jane smiles, "It won't go away for a while."
"I am just so tired."
"Are you sad?"
"Why would I be sad?"
"Because no matter what the circumstances were you just left the baby that you carried inside of you for nine months at the hospital, and you're going home."
"They already came and got him, before I left."
"A couple of hours ago," Maura reveals.
"And you're okay with that?"
"I have to be."
"Maura tell me the truth, how are you really feeling?"
"Part of me is sad, but I am having a difficult time determining how much of what I am feeling is hormonal, and how much of it is really what I'm feeling."
"Are you sure that you're going to be okay?"
"Eventually I will be."
"Is there anything that I can do to make you feel better? Do you want to stop for ice cream on the way home?"
"Is food your solution to all problems?"
"They named him Wyatt," Maura adds.
"I think that is fitting."
"And I got the chance to talk to them."
"I thought that you didn't want to talk to them."
"They agreed to an open adoption."
Jane pulls up the stop light in front of them. She turns, and looks at Maura in disbelief as the car rolls to a halt.
"I thought that you said you didn't want to be part of his life."
"The light is green."
Jane looks up, and the car lurches forward, "What made you change your mind?"
"I just couldn't help but think of my own childhood, and how many questions I had. I know that I may not be able to answer all of his questions, because for many years there will be no age appropriate answer. One day he might understand. In the mean time I will get pictures, and emails updating me about him."
"Are you going to see him?"
"We agreed to once a year."
"And you're sure about that?"
"I want to get to see first hand the incredible human being he is going to become."
"You're really surprising me," Jane admits.
"I didn't realize how hard it was going to be. I thought that because of the circumstances if I saw him, I wouldn't feel anything."
"That's not how it works."
"I saw him, and I felt everything. I couldn't be numb anymore, because I was completely overcome with emotion. It is very difficult to sort through all of it."
"You're making progress."
"Can we talk about something else?"
"Absolutely," she nods in agreement as they.
Maura watches Jane, as both hands remain on the wheel, and her eyes remain focused on the road. She has a couple grey hairs that Maura has never noticed before. She has an extra line on her forehead. Maura turns, and glances at the chaos in the backseat, for a brief moment. She shifts in her seat, and returns her focus to her best friend. She looks happier than ever. Her skin looks amazing. They grow closer, and closer to Maura's house. As Jane turns onto Maura's street Maura breaks the silence that has consumed more than half of their car ride.
"I am ready for you to tell me."
"Tell you what?"
"Jane, you know what."
"Okay, I bought you ice cream."