A/N: This is my first R&I fanfic, I love this show and my friends told me that I should write a R&I fanfic so here it is. Sadly I can't say that this will be put before my other stories, so for this story the updates will be short and far in between. Sorry, but that's how it is. I hope you enjoy this anyway though.

Disclaimer: I don't own Rizzoli and Isles, even though I wish I could, but if I did I wouldn't be writing this, right?

Chapter 1: Kidnapped!

She had been kidnapped. Again. Jane cursed herself, why was she always the one who got kidnapped, it's never Frost or Korsak, it's always her.

Focus Jane, you have work to do, she told herself.

Her hands had been duct taped together and then her wrists had been duct taped to one of the bars of the chair she was sitting in, behind her back. Her legs, too, had been duct taped to the legs of the chair. She did a quick check for injuries, nothing was bleeding or broken, that was good, but she did have a killer headache.

She felt like something was missing, then she suddenly realized that there was no gun in her holster and her cell phone had disappeared from her pocket. She sighed, really, really, he couldn't have left her anything that would have gotten her out of this. Of course not, because this guy was smart. She hoped he kept the phone with him so that Frost could track it, but she wasn't counting on it.

She looked around the room she was in. It looked damp, like she was underground or something, she could see stairs leading up to what she suspected was the first floor of a house, there were also several doors and halls leading away from the room she was in. She was in the middle of a basement, now the question is, where is her kidnapper?

Jane was trying to remember how she got there; the last thing she remembered was driving home. She had just found a suspect in her current case; she was going to go question him after she went home to get her cell phone. She remembered shoving the phone in her pocket and then… nothing, it was a complete blank. Oh well, she was experienced enough to know that eventually her memory would come back, for now she needed to focus on what she did know.

Her case, a double homicide, was freaky. But they're all freaky right? In this case two young women had been killed in the last two weeks. They both looked the same- mid twenties, tall, dark curly hair, brown eyes- but they led completely different lives. One was a devout Catholic who was making a living as a pet walker; the other was a school teacher fresh from college. They were each strangled to death, but not before the killer had carved a broken heart into their backs. It made Jane sick when she imagined the pain and agony of the women as he etched the shape of a heart, with a jagged line in the middle, into their backs, this guy was seriously twisted, and that was the worst kind of killer.

The Catholic, Mary Johansen, was found naked, and nailed to the cross on the top of her church. She was his first kill. A week later the school teacher, Susan Gooding, was found, wearing an old school uniform, on the jungle gym of her school by a couple of her own students. She was found yesterday, she was his second kill.

Their suspect, Peter Flint, has been at both crime scenes as a bystander, the sickos always like to see their work. And they found out that his mother had been arrested for child abuse when he was fifteen years old, his mother looks remarkably similar to the victims. Jane gulped. She, too, looked remarkably similar to the victims.

Jane looked around the room again, her heart quickened with fear at the sight of a large knife on a nearby table. She had a sinking feeling that he was planning for her to be his next victim. Little did he know that there was no way she was going down without a fight.

A/N: I hoped you liked this; I kinda dived into the disturbing part of my brain for the case. Don't worry, I don't think it gets much more twisted than this, but then again I'm making this up as I go along so I'm not making any promises.

I would love feedback on my writing and story, so please don't hesitate to review.