A/N: Just to clarify, this is not a femslash, but just because Rizzoli and Isles are listed as the main characters does not imply that they are in a relationship. It may be Frost/Maura, but the story isn't mainly about Frost so I don't want to put him as a main character. As for the summary, my apologies to anyone who was misled, but there's not enough room for me to change it. I hope you will continue to read even though this is not Rizzles.
Now that my rant is over….
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Maura Isles stood over the body of the man they had found earlier today. She used a voice recorder to take notes from the autopsy. She made the Y-incision and set her scalpel down on a table behind her. As she began to separate the tissues from the skin, she felt something cold on her neck and a hand on her mouth. She dropped the tape recorder she had been holding when she heard that infamous voice that haunted her best friend's dreams.
"Now, Maura, be a good girl and don't move, because I don't want to show you my technique just yet" He said in his sly voice. "Good. Now come with me, silently, or I will kill you" He threatened. Maura left the morgue out of the back exit with Hoyt right behind her, keeping the scalpel he'd grabbed off of the table firmly placed on her neck.
"What do you want?" Maura asked while trying to mask her fear.
Hoyt laughed. "First, I want you. But I have you. So now, I want Jane. And you're going to help me get her" he said with a sick smile. "Oh!" he said with a wider smile, "I forgot something. I'm also going to prove you wrong" he said triumphantly.
"Prove me wrong? About what?"
"Not just you specifically, I mean all of you. All of you that think you're smarter than me. All of you that think you can beat me. Well, you can't. None of you can. I'm going to prove you wrong. I'll prove you all wrong." As Hoyt was speaking, he had lost his smile and gained a stern stair into nowhere. He seemed distant now, lost in thought. He snapped out of hi stare and smiled at Maura again. "Now, Maura, can you tell something?" he asked as he pulled something out of his pocket, "Does this cloth smell like chloroform?" He stuffed the rag into Maura's face. She struggled to avoid it but eventually succumbed to the darkness.
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"Hey, Maura, you almost finished? Because I was thinking that because of the case and everything, maybe you cou-" Frost was cut off when he realized he was speaking to himself. The Medical Examiner was nowhere to be seen. "Maura" he called out, "Maura?" it was odd for her not to be here. It wasn't like Maura to leave the morgue in the middle of an autopsy. He noticed she'd left the tape recorder on the table. He clicked it on to listen to what she had last said into it, to see if maybe Jane had come by, and that was the cause of Maura abandoning her work. The tape started out to be the usually description of an autopsy that made Frost want to lose his dinner. But then he heard an unfamiliar voice enter the recording.
"Now, Maura, be a good girl and don't move, because I don't want to show you my technique just yet" the voice said. Suddenly it clicked to Frost. He wished the voice had belonged to a random stranger, but he knew this voice all too well. It was the ever-sickening voice of a Charles Hoyt- the sinister bastard they were currently trying to avoid. He listened to their short conversation, ending with Hoyt asking, "Does this cloth smell like chloroform?" he heard a Maura struggle a bit and then some silence. Then he heard Hoyt speak into the tape recorder. "I meant every word I said. And to whoever discovers this, I suggest you find her soon, or at least attempt to. So many things a go wrong with a pretty little thing like this" he said, followed by a sick chuckle. That was where the tape ended. Looking at the back exit, Frost could see scuff mark leading outdoors, caused by a woman in her signature heels.
"Damn it" He muttered before he locked down the morgue to preserve any evidence and ran to find Korsak. Jane! He thought as he pulled out his phone to call Frankie.