HOYT'S FINAL APPRENTICE

Summary: Hoyt is determined not to let Jane escape his clutches, even in death; his dying words to Jane reveal that he has left behind a final apprentice and that the person that Jane loves the most has betrayed her. Perhaps Hoyt has finally found the perfect way to destroy Jane as she sets out on a vendetta to destroy anyone associated with Hoyt… even if they are her LLBFF… [AU]

Disclaimer: I don't own Rizzoli & Isles; they belong to Tess Gerritsen, Janet Tamaro and TNT. I'm just having some fun with the characters and I don't profit from anything that I write.

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Chapter One: REMEMBER ME

Detective Jane Rizzoli had never been so scared in all her life; Charles Hoyt, the psychopathic serial killer, had a scalpel to her throat for the third time.

Jane had thought that she had heard the last from her own personal demon, even more so when yesterday she had learnt that he was fighting the last stages of terminal cancer. Now, as she struggled against the weight of Hoyt's body on top of hers, Jane was furious that she had let her guard down and allowed The Surgeon to torment her yet again. Even from prison he had managed to orchestrate his final attack, determined not to let his last victim escape him.

Yes, Jane was truly terrified as she thrashed frantically against her attacker. However, it was not the cold sting of the blade digging into her throat that terrified Jane. Nor was it the feeling of her own blood trickling down her neck. It was not even the smell of Charles Hoyt's breath, his face inches from hers.

The thing that Jane Rizzoli simply could not bear was the cries of her doctor friend, at the hands of Hoyt's guard, an innocent caught in the middle of Charles Hoyt's sick game. She yelled, "Don't you touch her," as she lashed out once again, her concern for her best friend giving her strength that she didn't know she had.

Unfortunately for Jane, her attempts to help Maura were getting her nowhere, instead grabbing the attention of Charles Hoyt, who delighted in an opportunity to hurt someone that Jane loved. He and the guard swapped, much to Jane's anguish, and he made his way over to Doctor Isles.

Hoyt had always been fascinated with Doctor Isles, particularly the relationship between the two friends. She was so different from Jane, even now, in the arms of death, Jane was struggling with all her might, but the Good Doctor was sat still and composed. There was something odd in the way that Maura was so placid and resigned to her fate; he rarely saw that, as a serial killer. He didn't even really need the Taser, Hoyt mused, but he used it anyway; these were going to be his last killings, he might as well have a bit of fun.

Jane went mad when Hoyt sliced his scalpel across Maura's neck and Hoyt revelled in the pleasure of hearing Jane scream. Hoyt looked at Maura's face carefully. It really was a shame; Hoyt saw a lot of himself in her and he had never originally planned on killing the doctor. He knew who her father was and he could see the potential for evil in her, just as he saw that same evil in Jane.

Detective Rizzoli knew for certain now. She was going to kill that son of a bitch. She had hesitated before, but not this time. Never again would she need to wake up in the middle of the night in fear of him. Maura Isles would never have to suffer the sleepless nights that Jane had. That was what Hoyt hadn't counted on, figured Jane. He had no idea just how far she would go, just how strong Jane could be if it meant saving her wonderful friend, Doctor Isles.

The next few moments all merged into one intense blur for Jane. She had knocked down the prison guard, hopefully breaking his nose. She had stumbled in Maura's general direction, only to be met by an irritated Charles Hoyt, angry at not being able to finish his work on the doctor. Jane had no idea of what she was doing, and at any moment Hoyt could have overpowered her, but somehow he didn't. Somehow Jane was the one on top of him, raising the scalpel above her head, ready to plunge it into his blackened heart. Again, Jane hesitated. That was, until she saw the limp body of her best friend out of the corner of her eye, and she knew that she would end this, no matter what the cost.

Korsak and Frost burst into the room just as Jane Rizzoli plunged the scalpel into Hoyt's heart. "I win!" she snarled, watching the colour drain from his face. She was shaking uncontrollably as Korsak began to help her up. All Jane cared about was Maura and she prayed to God that she wasn't too badly hurt. As she saw Frost helping her up, Jane's whole body relaxed; it was over.

That was when Hoyt's arm reached for her, pulling her in close. "Jane," he laughed, "I hope you enjoyed the chase. But don't think that this is over just yet; I still have one last gift for you. One last game that I will play from beyond the grave."

Korsak moved in to free Jane from his grasp, but Jane leant in closer. Hoyt was dying, but still he had the power to terrify her, to manipulate her into another of his traps.

"Call them my Final Apprentice, if you like."

Jane felt Hoyt's grip weaken and asked urgently, "What apprentice, Hoyt? Who is out there? You tell me!"

Hoyt closed his eyes, and in his final moments he uttered his last words so quietly that Jane almost didn't hear him, "Someone that you love. They are mine. Since the day you first met."

Jane's eyes widened with shock and disbelief. Could she trust the dying words of a man who lived only to hurt her? Jane watched as Hoyt finally died, his last act to whisper cruelly in Jane's ear, "I win."

Korsak pulled Jane to her feet and held her tight as she shook from the whole incident. She couldn't help thinking about what Hoyt meant. Did he really have a final apprentice? And was this person someone that she loved and trusted? Jane couldn't bear that. Perhaps Hoyt had finally won? Perhaps he had gotten somebody that she loved to betray her?

Jane couldn't help herself from looking over at Maura as the medics arrived at the scene.