Disclaimer: I do not own Rizzoli and Isles or Sweet Dreams (are made of this) by Eurythmics
A/N: This will be a multi chapter story hehe i couldn't resist some rizzles love.
Rated M for violence and maybe depending on reviews some rizzles fluff ;) soo if you want some fluff you know what to do! the first part of the chapter was inspired by the song Sweet Dreams (are made of this).
Sweet dreams are made of this
A tear slipped from her face
Who am i to disagree?
She should have done this sooner
I travel the world and the 7 seas
She was going to get out of here
Everybody's looking for something
5 more minutes
Some of them want to use you
She was tired of working for them
Some of them want to get used by you
She was tired of being touched
Some of them want to abuse you
She covered her many bruises
Some of them want to be abused
Her pain had brought them pleasure to many times
Sweet dreams are made of this
She slipped the knife into her boot
Who am i to disagree?
She opened his door
I travel the world and the 7 seas
He saw the hatred in her eyes
Everybody's looking for something
The knife flew into his body
Hold you head up
The same happened to his wife
Keep your head up, movin on
They were dragged to the forest
Hold your head up, movin on
Her small fingers lit a match
Keep your head up, movin on
She tossed it onto their bodies
Hold your head up, movin on
She watched the flame grow
Keep your head up, movin on
It soon engulfed them
Hold your head up, movin on
A smile surfaced from the darkness that had taken over her
Keep your head up
She walked away with the smile still on her face
Some of them want to use you
She gathered the little belongings she had
Some of them want to get used by you
She placed a silver locket around her neck
Some of them want to abuse you
A gift from her real mother
Some of them want to be abused
A small picture laid inside
Sweet dreams are made of this
Another match found it's way to the carpet
Who am i to disagree?
Her life story was now in ashes
I travel the world and the 7 seas
She could choose a new life
Everybody's looking for something
She was finally free
As Jane Rizzoli looked over at the burnt bodies a flood of emotions greeted her. First she was mad at the cruel way the killer had killed them. Then sadness swept over her at the thought of a couple just trying to have a happy life was dead. Was it too much to ask to be happy these days or was she just frustrated she couldn't find love herself?
"Oh my" Dr. Maura Isles said looking over the bodies.
"Cruel isn't it?" Jane asked. Maura went to examine the bodies.
"The bodies were dragged here with much difficult. The person who killed them was very petite." Maura looked shocked at how she could tell that by just looking at the bodies.
"How do you know that?" Jane asked.
"Easy. See these knife wounds? They aren't deep enough to kill someone so the killer had to find another way to kill them." The medical examiner explained.
"But why drag them to the forest and set the house on fire too? Why not burn them all together?" Jane puzzled.
"You guys need to see this." Detective Frost, Jane's partner, said with a bag in his hand.
"What the hell is that?" Jane asked. In the bag was a small picture of a small child no older then 12. She wasn't smiling and her dark, wavy hair fell to her shoulders. The photo was attached to a torn piece of paper
"I hate this picture but they say it fits me. They say i'm a bad kid and i need proper punishment before i begin to appreciate what they've done for me. Oh diary I see when the other children come how much love their parents give them. They look at me like I'm an alien when I serve them. One child even asked me why I had these cuts on my face. I felt Their eyes on me so i just told the child I fell. But I know that-
The rest of the paper was gone and the other half was burnt beyond repair.
"Jane I think if we find the person who wrote this we will find the killer." Maura said. She took Jane's hand and squeezed it. Jane returned the squeezed and half smiled to Maura.
"What if the killer took the child?" Jane asked.
"They are probably better off with the killer." Frost said getting off his phone. "Many people have filed complaints about child abuse but the police never found proof." He said. Jane shook her head, everyone knew how much she hated child abuse cases. These cases broke her heart and Maura was always extra careful to be nice to her.
"We need to find the child so she can tell us what happened here." Jane whispered
"Wait, didn't you say someone small had dragged them out here?" Frost asked.
"Are you saying the kid did all this?" Jane felt herself getting her angry.
"No! But what if the real killer gained her trust then made her do all this?" Frost asked. Jane calmed down a little at that thought.
"We should head back to the lab Jane." Maura pulled Jane to the car.
"How about I drive us?" Maura suggested
"Maur-"
"No Jane your obviously upset and I don't want you behind the wheel." Maura said gently. Jane knew she was right and silently got into the passenger seat. Jane was going to catch the killer and save the child if it was the last thing she did.
A/N: Hehe sorry if the grammar is pretty bad i don't really go over every word. Any suggestions are highly welcomed and reviews are also welcomed with big hugs! Merry Christmas!
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