A/N: So while I'm busy editing my NANO16 story, I thought I could use a break and write some fresh material. I can't promise regular updates, but I hope you like where I'm going with this story. I've been wanting to write about Alex Danvers ever since I first saw her.

It has also been a while since I shared my work with someone other than my best friend, so be gentle with me. I'm very nervous about it.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, just borrowing them.

Of course her first crime scene as Chief Medical Examiner of the NCPD had to be at three in the morning, after game night with her sister and their friends.

Still sporting a slight buzz, dr Alex Danvers tried to hide her tiredness to her team. They were still getting used to her, so she wanted them to get to know her as their boss and colleague, not some hungover, still a little bit drunk, partygirl. She wasn't like that, having worked hard all of her life to become the youngest Chief ME ever in the country.

After checking once more if they had packed all of their equipment, she nodded at her assistant to gather everyone to start loading everything in the CSU van. She took her time pouring herself a fresh cup of coffee, that had been brewing during her last check. The heavenly liquid woke her up a little more, removing the last of that scotch James had brought out of her system.

Game night was a big thing to her sister, so it was for Alex as well. It was a time to be together with family, a family not determined by blood but by heart. Their consisted of herself, her adoptive sister Kara, and their best friends Winn and James. James usually brought his girlfriend Lucy, who had immediately clicked with Alex. Both women had fought hard for their careers, the younger Lane sister just now allowing herself to indulge in having a relationship.

It been Lucy who had told Alex about the open position of Chief ME at the NCPD, encouraging her to apply for it. Never in a million years Alex had thought she would've gotten the job, yet here she was, getting ready for her first crime scene.

Her assistant signaled her that they were ready to go. She quickly finished her cup of coffee and joined her team in the van.

***SANVERS***

"Have you seen the new Chief ME yet?" Max asked his partner.

His voice sounded way too eager, Maggie mused.

"No, I have been busy doing the paperwork of our last case, since you were too busy with Jones from Cells to help me with it."

He had the decency to only grin but shut up after that.

Maggie still remembered the day Sergeant Detective Lane had told her she would be partnered up with Detective Lord. She had heard of his reputation, yet he had seemed to impress the old Sergeant Detective, so he had gotten his promotion.

From the first second she had laid eyes on her new partner, she had detested him. He thought he was God's gift to women, his no partner no exception to that. Every second he had been flirting with Maggie, even though she had turned him down each time.

It was after a very emotionally exhausting case she had agreed to drinks with him, just as partners. He had still been flirting with her the entire time, and Maggie had been about to leave, when she noticed a very familiar face stalking her direction.

"Oh shit," Maggie said.

"What's wrong babe?" Maxwell Lord asked, already slurring a little bit from the multiple beers he had consumed.

"I'm not your babe," Maggie corrected him, before shit hit the fan.

"You never called!" the blonde who was now close enough, started yelling. "All those pretty words, and then nothing!"

Sighing audibly, the detective defused the situation rather quickly, apologizing to the girl for all the hurt she had caused. She even got a kiss out of it, and an order to call.

All the time, Max had been looking at them, mouth agape.

"What Lord?" Maggie asked. "Had no one told you yet I'm gay?"

Maggie snickered at the memory. He had proposed a bet, pulling the most women, but had pulled out only hours later, obviously getting his ass handed to him by his female partner. Since then, Max hadn't tried to hit on her again, and he had become slightly tolerable.

"Warner," Maggie greeted the officer at the scene.

"Sawyer," he nodded in return.

She passed the crime scene tape and turned around again, to officer Warner.

"Care to fill us in?" she asked.

"Female, no hands, no teeth and face seriously harmed by some sort of chemical solution. Jane Doe, and it looks like the perp wanted to make sure she stayed that way. CSU is already on scene."

"Thanks Warner," Maggie nodded, before she continued her track down the dump.

***SANVERS***

There was garbage everywhere, containing DNA from half the city. Her vic was mutilated so badly it would be a miracle if they would at some point be able to identify her.

Fuck my life, Alex thought, keeping a close eye on her team while they bagged the evidence, occasionally correcting them or pointing out stuff they had missed. I'm working with amateurs, she thought, sighing. She herself focused on the body, and was busy taking the liver temperature of the victim to determine time of death, when two detectives approached her.

***SANVERS***

Damn, Maggie thought, that's why Lord must've noticed her.

She was currently looking at a tall brunette woman, who made pushing a tall metal instrument into a corpse look sexy. The new Chief ME was so far out of her league, she could barely notice her form in the distance anymore.

Max on the other hand, didn't come to the same conclusion, his ego getting the better of him.

"They told me you were extremely smart," he started, when they had approached the doctor, "but they failed to mention how extremely beautiful you are as well."

Oh, if looks could kill, Maggie mused. She decided to at least try to save her partner from the embarrassment.

"You must be Doctor Danvers. My name is Detective Maggie Sawyer I apologise for my partner, he seems to have been dropped on his head once too many times when he was a baby," she said, offering her hand.

The brunette took of her right glove, and accepted Maggie's hand. To the detective it felt like sparks flew through her body, which she quickly blamed on the static current the glove must've left.

"I'm afraid I can't tell you much about this victim yet, detectives," the doctor said, completely ignoring the offered hand of the other detective. "Whoever killed her, wanted to keep her identity a secret, that's for sure. It won't be easy to identify her, or her killer."

"Once a Jane Doe, always a Jane Doe?" Max tried to crack a joke, but failed miserably.

He got the attention of Doctor Danvers again, alright.

"I said it won't be easy, not that it would be impossible," was the cold answer. "I suggest you start making yourself useful and help with identifying this poor woman and her attacker, instead of putting your foot in your mouth, Detective ..."

Maggie couldn't help but grin when she heard the new doctor taking none of Max' bullshit.

"Lord, Detective Maxwell Lord," she heard her partner mumble, lacking all of his usual confidence.

"Let's go," she pulled him with her by his arm. "Enough of this playing around. We've got a killer to catch. It was nice to meet you, doc."

With one last look over her shoulder to the doctor, Maggie dragged her partner away from the corpse, back towards their car.