Author's note

This is my first attempt at fan fiction! So all comments and critiques are welcome, I hope to update fairly regularly so watch this space!


"So what have we got?" Jane asked as she sauntered into the morgue

Maura looked up from inspecting the corpse, scalpel in one hand, recently removed liver in the other. She placed the liver carefully in the metal tray beside her with the other organs already removed from the body on the cold slab. She set the scalpel down and peeled off her latex gloves.

"It appears to be a woman in her mid-twenties, with multiple stab wounds to her chest and stomach, with the chest wounds being the cause of death"

"So what do you think? Mugging? Relationship gone bad? Rape?"

"The rape test was inconclusive, but I don't believe she was sexually assaulted" Maura replied

"No, just murdered…" Jane's sarcasm was heavily tinged with sorrow; she sighed and pushed a few errant black curls out of her face "Have we got an ID?"

"Not yet, but I did find a surgical rod embedded in her femoral joint which is unusual for someone her age…" Maura mused

"In English?"

"A rod through her hip: you normally see this most commonly in the elderly with joint problems such as arthritis" Maura replied, whilst thumbing through her report.

"Does it have a serial number?" Jane asked hopefully

"Yes, I'm running it now."

The computer on the desk behind Maura pinged with an answer. Maura brushed past Jane and scrolled through the results.

Jane caught herself gazing at the doctor's rear as she faced the computer and quickly turned away, starting to skim through the medical report, thinking to herself, 'get a grip Jane, and stop daydreaming!'

"It looks like we have a name – Nicola Woods" Maura pulled Jane out of her reverie and turned back.

"Right! I will go look into that… then…" Jane replied very quickly, trying not to gaze anywhere inappropriate, and speedily left the lab.

As she did, Maura couldn't help but notice the sway in Jane's hips as she practically ran from the room. She sighed, knowing full well that Jane would never feel the same way she did, and went to put on a fresh pair of gloves to begin more testing on the girl's liver.

Upstairs in the bullpen, Jane had passed Maura's findings on to Korsak and Frankie who began looking into her past.

"I think I found something" Nina spoke up, calling them all into the briefing room. She pulled up the details on the big screen including a picture of a young Caucasian woman with shoulder length blonde hair and a stylized yin-yang tattoo on her left shoulder. Jane recognized her immediately as the body downstairs.

"So here we have Nicola Woods. An honour student at Berklee majoring in music technology. She just turned 20, clean record and as far as I can find out, didn't get into trouble as a kid. She was also in a skiing accident at the age of 12."

"That could explain the rod Maura found" Frankie interrupted

"…and she was currently working night shifts at a local club: the 'HoneyBar'" Nina finished

"What a name!" Korsak chuckled

"Putting herself through college…" Jane mused. She heard the tell-tale clacking of Maura's expensive heels approaching and turned expectantly towards the door.

"Maura, what's up?" Jane raised an eyebrow in query as Maura walked through the door. Maura took a deep breath and held up a thick collection of files including that of Nicola Woods.

"The stabbing pattern… I should have noticed it immediately. I checked and double checked the other reports. The pattern, and the way they were found: it is very similar, almost identical, to the two girls we found last week, the Clipton murder last month, and the Molson case from November… and not only that but all the women had blonde hair"

"What are you saying Maur?" Jane asked with trepidation, already fearing the worst.

"I think we might be looking at a serial killer." Maura stated, dropping the case files on the desk and meeting Jane's gaze head on.