A/N - Sorry guys for the lack of updates on everything. I gave up on the other stories and plan on sticking to this one. I am inspired for it and want to make it last as long as possible. I know I am an horrible writter but, it's an hobbie. Well further ado, Let's began reading.
Summary - This story takes place in an episode in Season 4. When Maura goes to Jail. I had insperation for it and wanted to do my own take on this. Rizzles of course.
Chapter 1 - My what is in his car?
It started out as an normal day for Dr. Maura Isles. She had no memory of last nights accourance. She does remember that she had a boyfriend and she was thrilled about it. She looked over the the time on her clock and gaps. She was going to be late for work. She scrambled to get up and takes an quick shower and dressed in her professional red dress and shoes. She putted her make - up on and fixed her hair to make it look presentable. She smiled and made her coffee and drank it in record time and fed Bass. She grabbed her coat and made it to the crim scene.
"Has anyone seen Maura?" Jane asked to anyone.
She looked up at the pruis and relaxed. Her friend had finally made it to the scene and snickered when she saw she was running.
"I guess she had an date last night." Frost grinned and picked up an ID. Korsak laughed as Maura arrived and glared at them as they stopped.
"What happened?" She asked as she puts her latex gloves on her.
She moved around the car and saw the persons head. She frowned and wrinkled her noise. She thought the person seemed oddly fimiliar but couldn't put an finger on it. She shrugged it off.
"Someone said gunshot wound to the chest. Some people heard it and didn't call 911" Frost said in his normal bisniess tone.
Maura nodded.
"Seems like he's been dead for at least 8 hours." She said in her normal tone.
She pulled the man back and looked up in till his face and gasped. She quickly backed out of the car in shocked. Frost frowned and held up Maura's ID for Jane to see.
"Um, Maura? Why is your ID in the victim's car?"
Maura stood there shocked and unable to speak. She tried to form words but they all became discombobulated. Jane frowned more and walked over to her best friend and touched her arm lightly making the Doc jump.
"Come on Maur. Let's sit you over there on that bench okay?" Jane said softly. Maura nodded slowly and followed her on weak feet. How could this have happened? Where was she when he was being shot at? The blonde took seat on the bench and placed her medical bag down next to her. She puts her elbow on her knee and places her jaw on her hand and tears slowly felled. She knows she could have never done this. Jane sighed and went back with the team and Sean stepped up.
"This is as worse as it gets. Maura's Blood was on the gun."
The three of them stood there frozen. They now knew that she could have never done it. But, they had evidence. Pure hardcore evidence. This was not good.