So this is the first story I've ever really written, let alone publish, so any feedback and reviews and whatnot would be really helpful! I hope you enjoy it anyway :)
Chapter 1:
Jane had just got out of the shower when the doorbell rang. It was most likely Maura picking her up for work, or her mother coming to give another lecture on her untidiness.
"Coming!" Jane shouted. She quickly threw on a plain t-shirt and work pants then went to answer the door.
"Why do you always look like you're about to do a photo shoot?" Jane said in greeting to Maura.
"I do not!" Maura replied, who always thought that her work outfits looked trashy. Jane just smiled and shook her head.
"Want some coffee?" Jane asked.
"I would love some," replied Maura. While Jane was pouring the coffee, Maura took the opportunity to survey Jane's apartment. There were a few clothes and files scattered here and there, but otherwise it was pretty clean compared to what it had been in the past. She turned back to find Jane watching her, a bemused expression on her face.
"What?" The ME asked.
"You just checking out my apartment in case of rat infestation?" Jane said, one eyebrow raised. Maura noticed the sarcasm in her voice.
"No, I was just checking that you didn't need me to call your mother." Maura said, a smile playing on her lips. Jane slid the coffee over to Maura. Just as she was about to take a sip, her phone rang and a split second later she heard Jane's go off to.
"Dr Isles."
"Rizzoli." They both replied, answering their respective calls.
"Ok I'm on my way."
"I'll be right there." Jane poured her coffee into a travel mug and together they left the apartment to go to the crime scene.
Jane went over to Frost and Korsak to get the details while Maura bent down to start assessing the body.
"Hey, what have you got?" Jane asked.
"Female victim, 27 years of age. Don't think it was a robbery because we found her driver's licence in her pocket. Name is Alexandria Samson. I suspect she was out for a run when she was killed, judging by her clothes." Frost replied.
"Yeah, cause she's wearing sneakers and workout clothes. Maura, when did she die?" Jane asked.
"I'd estimate that she died anywhere between 1-3am this morning, but I'll confirm it when I do the autopsy. She didn't die of a gunshot or a stab wound-there are no visible injuries to suggest that. Nor are there any marks on her head to suggest that she was beaten."
"Huh." Jane took a moment to process this information. She also took the opportunity to quickly survey the crime scene, looking for anything CSU might have missed. Something glinted in a tree just outside the rope marking the scene.
"Hey," She called to Frost and Korsak as she headed over to it. There, set up on the lowest branch of the tree, was a small camera. It was just low enough that Frost could reach up and dislodge it before bagging it.
"I'll take it to the crime techs in the lab when we get back to base. It doesn't look damaged so I'll be able to pull any footage off it." Frost said. Jane nodded, thinking. She walked back over to the body where Maura was, still looking for any visible injuries.
"Ok, so a female victim in her late 20's, doesn't look like a robbery, no visible injuries suggesting a physical attack which might suggest that she was poisoned beforehand. And the camera suggests that the killer might have been watching her to make sure she died. Let's get any evidence CSU have found back to BPD for processing." Frost and Korsak nodded.
"I'll get Susie to do a tox screen for any slow acting poisons when we get back." Maura said. Jane nodded and mumbled an ok in reply.
Back at BPD, while Jane was downstairs at the cafe getting a coffee, Korsak was at his desk and had started digging into the personal life of the victim. Even though they hadn't been back from the scene for very long, Korsak was getting frustrated with the job he'd been handed. He leant back in his chair and closed his eyes, grateful for even a few seconds of peace. He thought about Frost, who was in the crime lab pulling footage off the camera they found, and wondered how he was going with that. Eventually Korsak looked back at the screen in front of him and decided to put his new skills to the test. Ever since Frost had started to show him how to find phone and bank records quicker with this new program, Korsak had been dying to test out what he'd learnt. He typed in the victim's name, make a few changes here and there to the details, and just like that was the victim's phone records. He started scrolling through the list of numbers, looking for anything unusual such as multiple calls to the same number. But then a familiar number came up. Only one call had been made, but still. It was enough.
"What the...?" Perplexed, Korsak checked he had entered the victim's and details correctly, then refreshed the page. But it was still the same number. He clicked on it and ran it. And the name he had feared the most came up.
Detective Jane Rizzoli.
