AN: Hi Everyone! Hope you enjoy the story and leave some reviews. And P.s. The story is very Rizzles, but you'll see that more in later chapters. This chapter is just to get the ball rolling and get it to where things need to be set.

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Shoot To Kill

"Hey baby. How is it coming along? Have you found anything on the victim to help identify him yet? We've been waiting for you to find something, and I am getting a little impatient." Detective Roman Vetrov walked through the door and kissed the lips of his honey blonde Medical Examiner. She pulled away not knowing how to take the last snarky comment out of his mouth. She cleared her throat and fixed her eyes back onto the body.

"I sent in the sample of his DNA and we should actually be getting a result back soon from the lab." Dr. Maura Isles had said not looking up at her detective boyfriend. She kept thinking about what exactly it was that attracted her to him. She knew that she loved him for his class and profound mind. He was intelligent but in a quiet way, he loved to observe things and piece things together but kept to himself until he knew he was at least 5 steps ahead of everyone else and accurate about what he was conducting in his mind. She couldn't help but think that was probably how he made detective so quickly. He was a very sharp-dressed man, always in top designer suits and always had a long scarf that went around his suit jacket. She knew that his parents were wealthy and liked that about him because like her he had all the money but wanted to help people and make a difference.

She then looked up at him again, and took in his figure. He was a well-built, tall man. He had dark black hair and rich blue eyes. He could have been with anyone but he had chosen her. However, sometimes she felt more like a trophy and his punching bag rather than his girlfriend, but he always told her it was just because of a stressful case or how bad he had really felt about what was happening. Sometimes he would get so stressed that he would drink and start throwing things and that was what made her think twice about the man. He would never hurt her,she thought, but it scared her, it scared her because she was afraid for him.

She shook out of thought as she heard the phone ring. "That should be them now."

"Dr. Isles." She answered. She listened intently to the other person on the phone.

"No, that isn't possible." She started getting louder and her eyes widen.

"I don't make mistakes!" She yelled and confused. The other person continued. "Look, I'll call you back." She put the phone down and glanced at the man on the table and back at Roman.

"What- What is it? You don't have anything, do you? We've waited for hours, just for it to be done wrong? Get it together Doctor."

"Roman...Do not talk to me like that. I do not make mistakes." She snarled back at him. She was hurt by both the findings and the detective.

"Sure you don't. Get this shit sent back in and have it re-tested. If they say you messed up, then you did. I want this done and quickly."

"You're not even listening." She rushed over to the computer. "Look..." Her eyes were looking at the DNA from the victim and she had pulled up a second DNA for comparison.

"I don't need to listen. Look I'm sorry, but I need this done. If I can't trust you to do your job correctly the first time, then what can I expect? I love you, Maura. But seriously, as a detective I don't give a damn, all I need to listen to is how I'm going to have new test results and as quickly as possible. I'm tired of waiting." He walked out not giving her anymore chances to explain.

Her mouth hung open as she watched him leave the room, she tried to remember that it was just the case, she tried to fill herself with more reasons to justify his actions, and then snapped back to the computer.

"That's just it..." She whispered to herself. "There is enough similarities in this man's DNA and mine to indicate that the man on my autopsy table, is my brother."

She sighed and put her head down in her palms not knowing what to do.

"Dr. Isles, there is a man here who wants to identify the victim." Detective Barry Frost entered with a tall heavier set man.

"Oh..Okay thanks, I'll take it from here." Dr. Isles, straightened up and walked towards the two men, she nodded Frost to be on his way and then extended out her hand to greet the older man. She took in the fact that the man that was standing before her could be her father.

"Hi, I am Dr. Maura Isles, Chief Medical Examiner."

"The name is Selsi." He reached out and shook her hand.

The hand shake lingered for a bit as they both stared at each other. She realized that she had been staring and then snapped out of it."

"Are you able to identify the victim?"

"Yes...He was my son." He said not taking his eyes off of the man on the table.

"I'm sorry about your loss. He was very brilliant, his drawings...I have them if you want to take one to remember him."

"I don't need anything to remember my son, I won't forget him." He paused. "He was brilliant, but not smart enough to avoid becoming like me."

"Can I get you some water?"

"No." The man said sternly.

"We have some just right over here." She began to walk away but then was stopped by a strong hand holding her back by the arm.

"Look, I'll make it easier for you if that's what you want." The man pulled out a pocket knife and cut his palm. He then took a napkin and cleaned the blood with it. He handed the bloodied napkin over to Maura. He knew that she only wanted to gather DNA from him, to prove that he was really her father.

She slowly took the napkin and now couldn't help but staring at him. She tried to study his face and take in everything she could about him. He then turned and walked away. "Goodbye Maura." He called back.

She sent in the napkin that the man had given to her then made her way up to see Detective Frost and Detective Korsak.

"Hey Maura, what's got you so down?" Korsak asked, realizing her long face when she walked through the door.

"Oh..nothing, I really don't want to talk about it right now. I was actually just going to ask if you both wanted to go to the Dirty Robber tonight? I'm feeling like I really need to have a drink right now."

"Sure." Frost spoke quickly for Korsak and himself. "Let me get my things and we can head out." He nodded to Korsak getting a definite yes from him.

"Sounds like a good idea." Korsak smiled and started to gather his things.

As they were about ready to head out Detective Vetrov walked in.

"Maura?" He shot quickly wondering what she was doing. "Where are you going? You're supposed to be down in the lab getting the second results for that DNA test that you messed up on."

Maura looked down embarrassingly, she couldn't believe that he was calling her out on her work and in front of Frost and Korsak. She started getting flustered, "I...uh...I didn't need to re-send them...I'm going out with Frost and Korsak, I'll see you...later." She said while still looking down. She knew what she had said made him furious.

"Oh, you don't think you need to resend the DNA, when they clearly said that you screwed the damn thing up. When the hell did you become such an arrogant bitch? You think that you don't have to do your damn job? Get the hell back down stairs and get the fucking evidence that we need to solve this damn case."

Her eyes blew up at him and tears started to trail down her face. She was hurt and furious, how dare he even talk to her that way.

"Hey, don't you dare talk to her like that." Frost barked.

"Yeah, do it again and I'll sure as hell report your ass to Cavanaugh for that abuse. Matter of fact, I'll do it right now." Vince started walking to the office.

"Vince!" Maura cried after him. "Vince, please don't do it." She looked at Korsak pleadingly and waited until he stopped. Once Korsak stopped she made eye contact with Roman."

"Roman Vetrov, I am so disappointed in you. Where the hell do you get off trying to tell me how to do my job. Last time I checked you where a Homicide Detective not a Chief Medical Examiner. I know that the results sent into the lab came back correctly just as I told you. If you would have listened to me, instead of always trying to tear me down, you would know what I was trying to tell you. That man on that autopsy table has identical DNA to me, because that man is my brother, Roman. He's my god damn brother and he's dead. So, yes I will go to where ever the hell I want when I want, because I did my job. Now start doing yours."

She turned and left before he could retort. Vince and Berry were still in awe of Maura telling the man off, and shook their head at Vetrov while smiling.

"Don't piss her off." Korsak said jokingly to Frost but threateningly to Vetrov. "Let's go Frost."

Roman Vetrov was furious, he couldn't believe everything that had just happened. However, he was very intrigued that the man had been her brother. He couldn't stop thinking about it and had to go see for himself.

He made his way down to the morgue. He took off his jacket and laid it over the chair, and rolled up his sleeves as he walked towards the body. He uncovered the body and looked it over to find out anything that he could.

"So you, Sir, are Maura's brother, such a pleasure to meet you. Sorry you had to be dead as fuck, but that's the way the it had to be I suppose."

He smiled and laughed and made his way to the computer. He had to see for himself if Maura was telling the truth. He brought up the DNA and compared the two, and sure enough it was a match. The man really was her brother. He sat still, deep in thought, until the phone interrupted him.

He became alert and slid with the chair over to the phone.

"Detective Vetrov."

"Yes, is Dr. Maura Isles there?" The woman on the line asked.

"No, she just walked out for a moment, she will be back in soon, she told me that she was expecting a DNA result?" He guessed, knowing that if the man on the table was her brother she would definitely try to find her father.

"Oh, well...Yes, Detective, the DNA that was presented to us recently revealed that the DNA belongs to her father, a Patrick Doyle."

"Patrick Doyle..." He whispered to himself, smiling. His mind made a thousand different connections. "Is the man, Patrick Doyle, also related to our victim."

"Yes, sir."

"Okay, thank you, I will be sure to inform her."

He hung up and immediately knew what he would do with the information. He gathered all his things and placed everything back where he had found it. He shut out the lights and made his way out of the precinct to his car and dialed a number.

"Hey O'Rourke, it's Roman Vetrov. I have some information for you my friend."

With that being said he knew he had the key to the city of Boston. He knew that he had the ultimate way to draw out the biggest Irish Mob boss Boston had ever seen. He knew that Doctor Maura Isles/Doyle must die. =