A/N I know, I know. I am working on the update for 'One thing I never knew about you'. It is more than half done but is giving me a hard time. Please bare with me as this is a darker story than I normally write.

A/N 2: Please do not read this A/N if you are spoiler free...ok. they gone? I saw some pictures that Angie and other people posted on twitter and things they said about the season finale that is coming our way in the next couple months. In one picture was a guest star that looked like a older mobster man. So y0ungAlaska and I began to talk about the possible meaning of the spoilers. Knowing that Maura's Mother is coming back and that Jane was the cliffhanger last year, I thought maybe this year was Maura's turn. So this story can of that conversation. That is why I wanted to go ahead and post this before the new episode start again.

As always thanks to Ash for letting me bounce my craziness off of her.

Chapter 1

Jane looked down at her watch with a huff; 9:15. 9:15 in the freaking morning and they were already standing over dead bodies. They were called to Johnson street just after sunrise. This street was a famous spot for mob interactions. It was a area that was owned by those who ran the mobs in Boston. Problem was, it was owned by different groups. Jane sometimes likened it to early war times. Where a group of soldiers would stand 50 feet apart and just start firing. It didn't seem to matter if it were dark or board daylight, this was the place that scores were settled, messages were sent and a declaration of dominancy was shown. Out in the open for everyone to see. There would be no confusion of who not to cross in this area.

There was one thing that was bothering Jane about this murder, it was different. A single gunshot wound to the head, executions style. It was almost kindergarten in mob wars. It put an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. She didn't want to think about this possibility. The possibility was a new group moving into the area. Jane was brought out of her thinking by ringing of her phone. She looked at the ID and smiled. "Morning, Maura."

"Morning. I..um, I hear that you are out on Johnson street."

"Yes. And to answer the next question, it doesn't seem to be his calling card. Just single shots. No need for you to come out here, we're wrapping things up. They're on their way to the station with the bodies now."

"Alright, well I'll see you there."

"See ya." Jane hung up the phone and stayed talking to Frost and Korsak. It would be another hour before everything was wrapped up and they were on their way back to the station.

Jane walked into the station and headed straight downstairs. She walked in to find an empty room. She yelled for Maura and when there was no answer she walked into the ME's office. "Maura?" She looked around the room and decided that she would sit and wait for the woman figuring that she had gone for coffee or maybe to the restroom.

Twenty minutes went by when Maura's assistant Randy entered the room. "Hey, Detective Rizzoli."

"Hey."

"I was hoping you were Doctor Isles."

"No I'm waiting on her. Something I can help you with?"

"No. I had to sign for the bodies that were brought in from Johnson street this morning and I was going to tell her….."

Jane threw her hand up. "Wait!" She stood and walked toward Randy. "Why didn't Maura sign for the bodies?"

"Doctor Isles hasn't been here all morning. I thought maybe she was with you."

"No." Jane pulled out her phone. "She was on her way here." Jane listened to the ringing of the phone and huffed as the voicemail picked up. "Maura, where are you? They said you haven't been here all morning. I'm a little worried. Call me, ok."

She walked quickly by Randy and left the room. Jane made it back to her desk and found Korsak and Frost. "Hey, you guys heard from Maura?"

"Nope." Frost said and Korsak shook his head.

"She isn't here." Jane started to have panic in her voice. "She hasn't been all morning."

Korsak stood and put his hands on Jane's shoulders. "I'm sure she's fine. Maybe she had some work to do or forgot something at home."

"I called her and she didn't answer. She doesn't have anything else to do. She said she was on her way here. What if something…."

"Ok." Frost stood and took his jacket off his chair. "Come on."

"Where we going?"

"We're going to Doc's house. I'm sure that she is fine." Frost told Jane, but the truth was he had the same thoughts running through his head. Today wasn't the day for Maura to go MIA.

They arrived at Maura's house in a record fifteen minutes. Jane jumped out of the car and began to beat on the door when she didn't see Maura's car. "Maura!" Jane beat on the door again. "Maura! You here?"

"Whataya screaming about?" Angelia came around the corner from the guest house.

"Ma. You seen Maura?"

"Sure. We had breakfast this morning. She left for work about two hours ago."

Jane turned to Frost. "She isn't shopping or doing something else. Something is wrong, Frost. I feel it."

Frost looked at his partner still keeping quiet with the fears of his own.

"Where is she?" Jane ran her hand through her hair and tried calling Maura again. "Something is wrong!"

Maura remembered this feeling. The dark, the pain that the ties were causing to her wrists, but mostly the not knowing. It had to be him again. Maura couldn't let herself believe anything different. The shifting of the vehicle carrying her was rough. It was obvious that they were going out of the city as the road became very rough. She had been in the back of the van for much longer than before. This had to be him, right?

Suddenly the vehicle came to a stop. Maura moved back when she heard the doors open unaware of who was entering. She was pulled out and her legs and feet were basically dropped from the taller vehicle. This wasn't the same. They were being too rough with her for her father to be involved. She knew it was too rough as someone had her left arm pulling her as they walked. She heard a loud door close behind her. She could tell it was metal. She was roughly sat in a metal chair and felt her hair pulling as someone ripped the blindfold from her head. After taking a moment for her eyes to adjust to the dim light in the room that was surrounded by dark metal walls, she suddenly noticed someone else in the room. Her vision quickly turned to the man who walked in her line of vision blocking the view of the other person.

Maura looked up at the man. He leaned forward and was so close that Maura could smell his breath. "Where is he?"

"Where, where's who?"

"Don't play dumb, Doctor. Where is he?"

"I don't know who you are talking…" Just then it became very obvious that Paddy Doyle had nothing to do with this as Maura felt a hand strike her face.

"I'm going to ask you one more time. Where…IS…HE?"

Maura could taste the blood from her lip. The only thing she thought was what Jane and told her about Hoyt. She never showed him fear, that's what he wanted. She wouldn't give him what he wanted. "I don't know. I have no contact with him!" Maura shouted.

The man moved and reviled the woman in a matching chair. He walked to the other woman and stood behind her. He quickly grabbed her hair and jerked her head back. "What about you?"

"I have no idea." The woman cried. He quickly released her hair and caused her head to shoot forward with the force.

"Get the camera." He ordered the second man in the room. Take one of the two of them here and make sure it gets out. The man took the photo of Maura and the other woman.

The leader then returned to stand behind the woman in front of Maura. "You better talk to her." He said in her ear as he looked across at Maura. "Oh, I forgot. You don't know each other. How rude of me. I should have introduced you." He pointed across the room. "That's her." The woman looked at Maura reviling her fear that she was wrong, that he was wrong. "That is the child the two of you tried to hide." Maura, in shock, looked at the woman. "Now I am going to leave the room and you are gonna talk your daughter into telling us where he is."

"I don't know. I haven't seen or heard from him in months." She spat out.

"Well, you better hope that I hear from him soon. If not I'll be back, and trust me you don't want me to come back. So if you change your mind, you better hope it isn't too late."

He looked at the woman. "She's a Doctor." He looked at Maura then back to her mother. "You should be proud. She's the chief Medical Examiner for the Boston Police Department." A slight smile came to the woman's face. "She is brilliant." He quickly grabbed her hair again.

"STOP IT!" Maura screamed trying to defend the Mother she had never known.

"See, she is smart. Smart enough to know what will happen if you two don't talk. She has seen what casualties of our wars look like. She doesn't the autopsies. See's how brutal death can be, knows what we can put a person through before we allow them the gift of dead!" He let her hair go again and walked out of the room slamming the door behind him. Leaving Maura to look into the face she had always wondered about. Now her they sat, face to face. Two innocent victims of a war they were never intended to know.

A/N PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK. THANKS AGAIN FOR READING.