A/N: First story ever. Hope someone enjoys it. This is just an intro. Let me know what you think.
Oh, and I don't own anything.
When she woke up, nothing made sense. Her head felt like it was going to explode, one of her legs was in a weird position and it was dark, completely dark. She was laying in a bed, a bed with rather itchy sheets. So she was sure that she wasn't laying in her own bed. She lifted her hand to her head and felt the bump, a bump that she didn't knew how she got and was rather painfull. She feels it up but doesn't seem to find any broken skin or blood. She moves to swing her legs over the edge of the bed, but she get pulled back by something on her ankle. She reaches for her ankle and feels the chain. Panic gets a grip in her chest. What has happened to her? How did she got here? Why is there a chain on her ankle? She reaches for the chain and pulled it as hard as she could. She immediately regretted that decision as pain bolted through her head because of her action. She lays back down and feels the knot in her chest getting bigger. She tries to recall what happened. But she gets nothing, the only thing she remembers is that she ended her shift at the hospital, after a long and hard day, and walking to her car. But what brought her here? Or better, who?
She is so lost in thoughts that she doesn't hear the footsteps. She freezes when the door flies open and bangs into the wall, which causes another painwave through her head. When the lights are switched on she quickly covers her eyes in a reflex. The panic in her chest get to a new level and she feels her heartbeat picking up.
"Ah, I see that you are awake." She shivered at the sound of his voice. There was no emotion in it, it was an ice cold voice. She moves her hands to get a look at the man. "You had me worried there for a while." He continued while he entered the room and went to sit down on a chair in the corner. "You were pretty much out of it for the last 6 – 7 hours." She finally gets a good look at him. And a feeling of recognition goes through her. She has seen him before. But she sees a lot of people in her line of work. "You are probably wondering why you are here, Olivia." She twitches at hearing her name. "Don't worry," he proceeded, "I will tell you why you are here and how you got here. But first," He stood up and walked out the door, she couldn't see what he did but she heard him rumble up some stuff and he came back with a plate with food and a glass of water. "I guess you want something to eat and drink." He put the plate down on the nightstand next to her."Enjoy." He said as he moved out of the room and shut the door.
She hears him turning some locks on it. She sighs and tries to sink deeper in the bed with the itchy sheets, but it wouldn't let her. She needed to find a way to get out of here. She looks at the plate and feels her stomach rumble. She reaches for the sandwich and looks what it holds, peanut butter and fluff. Could be worse. She takes a bite and looks around in the room. She really needs to get out of here, get out this mess. She would wait, wait for the perfect opportunity to get out of here. If she ever could get out, that is.
Jane finally had a seat in the sofa and switched on the tv to search if there was a game on. She pulled the table closer with her foot and put her beer on to it. She sighed, after a hard week with a tough case, her Saturday had been filled with cleaning the mess she called her apartment. At least her week ended good with the closing the case and a bastard who would go behind bars after brutally killing his mother for the money. But not after he send them around running, chasing lead that didn't matter. So now she had the right to have an evening all to herself with a game on, some beers and a few snacks that have a questionable nutrition value. As she reached for her beer, she hears her phone . She growled as pushed herself on her feet. She could never catch a break when she was on call in the weekend. She stumbled over a lost shoe "And I thought I cleaned a whole freaking day." She grumbled as she walked over to her phone. "Rizzoli" she answered her phone. As she listens to the detail she got from dispatch she moves to her bedroom and start pulling out some working clothes. "Okay, I'll be there in 10."