Welcome my lovely followers. The following story is a rewrite. The previous story was not well thought out, so I've decided to try again. This is the prologue. Stay tuned for more. Enjoy.

P.S.

My new penname is angiesvoice. It was previously. Sorry for any confusion.


For many people in Boston, today began as a normal day. The sun rose over the horizon and the day began. Birds sang their melodious tune as cars zoomed down the street. It was almost tranquil. Children refused to get ready for school, husbands and wives fought. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. A young boy rode his bike to the park to meet the boy of his dreams. A man cursed his car as the engine turned over. A woman soothed her teething infant. These citizens went about their days, unaware of the darkness that loomed over the city. It was a darkness so pure that even Boston's finest would have to test her limits to protect her people.

On the other side of Boston, Maura Isles lay in her bed, sleep eluding the trained doctor. She turned in the arms of her lover slowly, hoping not to jostle the woman awake. Dark circles marked her girlfriend's face. Maura did not know the cause of these troubles. The murder rate was down. They hadn't had a murder in over a week. What was the source of Jane's sleepless nights?

Maura rolled over and looked at the digital clock on the side table: 5:39 AM. She had another hour before she needed to wake Jane. The other woman took less than an hour to get ready. She, on the other hand, needed extra time to achieve the 'runway model' look that left her co-workers with their jaws on the ground. She slowly detangled her bare body and tip toed to the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

She sighed as hot water poured over her body. The feeling was therapeutic. She leaned against the wall and allowed the steam to seep into her pores. She loved showering. It gave her time to herself, when Jane did not weasel her way in for shower sex. Not that she minded shower sex with her love, but time alone was a gift horse that she wasn't going to look in the mouth. She had time to think, though Jane would say she did enough of that already.

The time was appreciated today. She had a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach. It was a bad feeling. Like her body sensed that something bad was going to happen. But that wasn't possible. Maura Isles didn't listen to her intestines.

Once she dried her body and blow dried her hair, Maura climbed back into bed as Jane began to stir. Her girlfriend subconsciously gravitated towards her body, wrapping her long arms around Maura's curved waist. The doctor snuggled into the crook of Jane's neck. The detective's presence helped to sooth some of the anxiety that she was feeling.

Less than 30 minutes later, the alarm went off. She moved to turn in off but Jane's arm held onto her tight.

"Jane, the alarm," Maura moaned as Jane's finger trailed down her spine. The taller woman rolled over and placed her legs on either side of Maura's hips before reaching to shut the alarm off. She leaned down and kissed her girlfriend. Her tongue slipped between Maura's lips and her hands teased played with the blonde's rock hard nipples. "Jane, I already showered,"

"Well, that's no fun," Jane whispered against her lips.

"Jane, stop," The defiant women kissed along her jaw line and began sucking on her pulse point. Feeling she had no choice, Maura whispered in her ear, "Jane, your mother is here."

The dark haired woman shot up and crawled under the blanket. She picked over it and only saw Maura in a fit of giggles.

"Maura, what the hell?" She only replied with a wild laugh.

"Your face, it was so worth it." Under her pillow, one of their cell phones began to ring. From the sound of it, the offending object belonged to Jane, who was giving her a glare that could kill. Maura answered the phone and kissed her glaring detective. "Good morning, Barry. Yes, Jane is right here. I will tell her that we have a crime scene. Just text us the address, thank you. See you there." Jane still lay in bed, refusing to move. "Baby, we have a scene. We have to go."

"Ugh, why can't criminals kill at a more reasonable hour?"

"The lack of people and darkness makes hiding a dead body much easier. The chances of being seem are statically lower at night, even greater during the cold seasons." She told her. She received an eye roll. "Detective, I have a proposition for you, if you get up."

"Yeah, what?"

"I know you don't like to get up so early but isn't there something I could do to alleviate your tiredness?" Maura's voice dropped a view octaves and the sultry sound sent shivers down Jane's spine. "Tell me what you want, Jane."

"You."

"I think that can be arranged of you get up." Maura leaned over the bed to capture Jane's lips in a chaste kiss. The blonde pulled away first but released a yelp when Jane jumped across the bed and grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into a deeper, more passionate kiss. "We should go. "

"Don't be a tease, Maur. You promised her steamy shower sex. I don't want to take a cold shower alone."

"Don't get me wrong, Detective. I intend to do a full body check. I have to make sure every part of you is clean. Every. Single. Part. Of. You."

"What are we waiting for, Doctor?" Jane hoisted Maura over her shoulder. She held into her girlfriend's round ass for support.

"Jane!"

"I Jane. You Maura." She grunted, caveman like.

"Calm down, Tarzan."

Maura laughed as Jane carried her to the bathroom. As Jane put her down in the shower, she realized she had no reason to worry. As long as she had Jane, everything would be fine.