Maura Isles walked into the Medical Examiner's office with her head held high that first morning; she was excited to be starting as the Chief Medical Examiner for the city of Boston. She knew what was ahead of her, working in a predominately male environment with one other female, a Detective Jane Rizzoli; Maura knew that things were going to be interesting. She had seen Jane only one other time and that was the day of her interview when she was given a tour of the building and introduced to the people she would be working with.

She had hoped that being the only two women on their team, they would be able to get along, maybe even forge a bond but after meeting the stubborn detective just that one time, Maura knew a relationship of any kind would be highly unlikely between them. She was not there to make friends though so she had no problems with the way things were going to be; Maura was a woman of science, not of human emotion and she certainly didn't understand anything about the way living human beings functioned. She sat at her desk, smiling at the order she had just finished creating and anxiously awaited a call for an autopsy or something to do now that her office was set up and ready to go.

Jane Rizzoli used to be the only female in the male dominated work space. The moment she met the fashion queen of the dead, Jane decided she didn't like her. She wasn't exactly nice when they met either. Hell, Jane was more like a total bitch. Jane had built up her reputation in the force as head detective. She was damn good at what she did and wouldn't let anyone take that away from her. She saw the way all the men ogled over the hott blond that strolled in like she was going to take over the Boston PD.

Walking to her desk after getting in at a quarter til nine, Jane sat down and looked over at Korsak. He was talking to one of the officers. She heard part of the conversation. Did you see the new M.E.? Man, she's smokin'. Rizzoli rolled her eyes and gazed back at her blank computer screen. Was it hatred or pure jealousy that Jane was feeling. Jealous that she was no longer the only woman of the force, or had Dr. Isles actually done something to royally piss her off. Well, it certainly wasn't the latter. Yet.

It wasn't long before Maura was called to the scene of a crime, a victim murdered. She checked in with the uniformed officer at the door and entered the crime scene, gloves on and kit ready. It was the home of a very prominent doctor, his throat had been transected, very neatly and he was bound at the wrists and ankles with duck tape. Barely acknowledging the female detective, Maura smiled. "Hello Detective." She studied the body closely, focusing in on it and only it before speaking again. "The victim's throat has been transected very neat; it's a bi-lateral cut straight through the jugular vein." She glanced only briefly at the Detective before returning her focus to the body.

"Hey doc- what does it look like the suspect used?" Korsak spoke up, curious to the familiarity of the scene.

Maura glanced at the older detective with a look of curiosity but shrugged it off. "It's a clean cut; the suspect has an apparent knowledge of the human body. The victim was cut with a scalpel Detective Korsak."

Jane Rizzoli walked into the house and put on the shoe covers and latex gloves she needed the pursued into the living room. She studied the body for only a few minutes before Maura friggin Isles strutted in. Jane rolled her eyes slightly when the queen of the dead greeted her.

Listing to what the ME said she started to look around all over. "We got another blood splatter in the hall." searching Jane then found a long blond hair and bagged it up handing it to one of Maura`s team. "Do a test on that. I highly doubt that's the killer`s or Mr. Sunshine`s over there." she said pointing over at the dead body.

Maura sighed at Jane's use of inappropriate nicknames for the victim and also her ordering her on what she needed to do as if Maura didn't know she would need to run a DNA test on the hair. "Yes Detective, judging by the length and color of the hair, I would venture to say that it belongs to the victim's wife," Maura said, pointing to the photo of their victim and a cute little blonde on what looked like their wedding day. "I will run the DNA test when I get to the lab to confirm the identity of the person whose hair that is."

The other part of Maura's team, two guys looked up at her. "Dr. Isles, he's in full rigor. Want us to break him?"

Maura looked at them as if they were crazy, they should know better. "Certainly not, turn him on his side." The two young men did as they were told and turned him on his side before carrying the body bag out to the morgue van. She dismissed them to go back to the morgue and then looked at Jane. "I'll be doing the autopsy in the morning, come if you'd like." She said to Jane and the dark haired man that had just entered the room.

"I'm Special Agent Gabriel Dean of the FBI. You must be Detective Jane Rizzoli," he said focusing in on Jane and then looking at Maura. "And you must be Dr. Maura Isles." Maura had no idea why he would be aware of who she was but she nodded in agreement anyway.

Jane liked to be in charge and on this case she was. When Maura spoke up Jane looked over at her and nodded her head. "I`ll be there, Dr. Death." she walked into the bedroom for a moment and looked around. A bloody night gown lay folded up on the foot of the bed. She was about to bring it to Maura`s attention before Gabriel Dean walked in. "What the hell are the fibbies doin` here? This is Boston PD`s case."

Gabriel looked at Jane, "I am only here to observe. Do you have an APB out on Gail Yeager?" He looked Jane up and down. Maura looked at the handsome FBI agent."You can join the autopsy if you would like."

Yeah the guy was handsome but Jane didn't want anything to do with him. He had an air about him she didn't like. "I was about to. Thank you for reminding me." Jane said sarcastically. "Isles, you may want to take a look at the bed room before we leave"

Maura nodded to Jane as she threw her jacket over her arm."Lead the way Detective." Maura smiled, she and Jane were warming up to each other already. At least the Detective was talking to her civilly. When they got to the bedroom, Maura looked at the bloody nightgown. "Hmm the killer didn't want to leave things a mess." Maura raised an eyebrow in deep thought.

Jane sighed softly and looked around the room. "The bed`s not made up and it looks like someone dragged them out of the bed. The covers are halfway on the floor." Jane was in her detective mode. That was the only reason she was acting professional towards the head ME.

Maura nodded. "I realize that Detective. That's natural for a situation such as this but he actually took the time to fold the female victim's nightgown, which shows a whole new level of strange. I will take a closer look when CSU has done their sweep. I'll see you in the morning Detective." Without another word, Maura Isles had fled the room in an effort to not add anymore tension to what was going on.