Really wanted to continue with this storyline so I got straight to writing this! Hope you all will like it!

Disclaimer: Parts of the plot for this chapter come from Rizzoli and Isles episode 3x10 Melt My Heart to Stone

Chapter 4- Dear Boss

Maura dreamt of nothing but babies that night. After their talk, she and Jane went to bed both feeling ecstatic; excited by the prospect of expanding their family sometime in the near future. Maura couldn't wait to get planning and she already had some ideas she wanted to bring up to Jane when they were able to sit down and have a more serious talk. With her mind filled with nothing but babies, it wasn't surprising that the Medical Examiner would dream of little dark haired babies toddling around her house; dreams, which left her waking with a smile on her face, not immediately realizing that her phone was ringing.

"Rizzoli," Jane answered with a grumble beside her, listening to the voice on the other side of the line as Maura moved to answer her own device, wishing dispatch would start combining her calls with Jane's since they knew they were married.

"Isles," Maura knew she probably sounded tired as she picked up her phone, listening to the voice on the other end of the phone giving her the details of their crime scene as Jane hung up her own phone. "I'll be there soon," she said before hanging up her own phone, turning towards her wife who was stretching her arms in the air.

"It's our guy," Jane said, turning to Maura as soon as she was off the phone. "They found the Venus De Milo statue on the carousel at the park," she explained with a deep sigh. "This guy is…he seems to be moving pretty fast. I mean six victims."

"It's a lot," Maura nodded, reaching out and rubbing a comforting hand up and down Jane's back. "It's a lot but we'll figure it out. He'll make a mistake; they always do. We'll get him Jane," she spoke softly, placing a kiss against the brunette's shoulder. "Do you want to take the first shower? I can get Amelia up and ready for Angela, it's nearly time anyways."

"Can I get Mia ready?" Jane shook her head. "I'll get ready as soon as you're out."

"Sure," Maura smiled, understanding the comfort that Amelia always gave her. "I'll be ready shortly," she gave Jane a quick kiss. "Enjoy your time with our girl."

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"The media's going crazy with this one," Korsak said as soon as Jane and Maura arrived at the scene, the couple ducking around the group of gathered reporters. "The attendant came in to turn the carousel on this morning and found that," he pointed to the statue. "I don't know who tipped all them off but they got here before us."

"The cameras were taken out with a laser pointer," Frost explained when the trio reached where he was standing with the statue, Maura immediately getting her things ready to start her initial examination. "Whoever's doing this is smart. These kills are planned; thought out. We need to get ahead of this before those vultures lose their minds," he nodded towards the media, all of whom were doing their best to get a closer look.

"What can you tell us Maur?" Jane turned towards her wife who appeared to be deep in thought.

"Not much at the moment," Maura replied, moving aside to allow a couple of technicians to remove the plaster. "It's definitely our killer though, same plaster and her hands have been removed yet again, so that should make identifying her rather difficult."

"Let's get a picture of her as soon as we have her face uncovered," Korsak suggested. "If she follows the same career path as our other victims we'll likely be able to find someone who recognizes her on the street. You and Frost can go see what you can find."

"All right," Jane nodded, feeling a sense of dread wash over her as she took in her surroundings and the complete scene this murder had become.

"Hey Jane, you okay?" Frost asked, immediately worrying Maura who quickly turned towards her wife.

"Hm? Oh…yeah," Jane tried to shake away her thoughts, not missing the concerned look on Maura's face. "I'm fine it's just this all..." she gestured towards the perimeter of the crime scene. "It all just reminds me of…"

"Reminds you of what?" Maura asked when it seemed like the brunette wasn't going to finish.

"Hoyt," Jane eventually replied, turning to a wide-eyed Maura. "It's all just…the spectacle of it…the way he's posing these bodies…it's just…"

"Hoyt's dead," Maura reminded her, even though it was unnecessary. "This isn't Hoyt Jane. He's dead."

"I know," Jane nodded, though the fear and the worry was still evident in her eyes. "But right now, it really doesn't feel like it."

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Their victim had been dead for the past 24 hours. She had heroin in her blood, cigarette burns on her feet, and she had just stopped lactating, a fact, which both shocked and angered Jane even more. Like their other victims she was a prostitute and it didn't take long for Jane and Frost to find someone that recognized her.

It was the prostitute who recognizes Rainbow that leads them to Bear; a regular who enjoys choking the girls he brings home. Since this seems to be their only lead at the moment, officers pick Bear up, bringing him to the station to be interviewed by Frost and Korsak.

"What do you think?" Jane asked Maura from the other side of the two-way mirror, the couple watching the interview, which seemed to be getting rather heated.

"Honestly?" Maura turned towards Jane. "I think he's too angry," she received a confused look from her wife. "Whoever is killing these women is a psychopath. These kills have been methodical and well thought out and this man," she pointed towards Bear. "Is too angry to be a psychopath. He didn't do this," she explained, hating the look of disappointment on the Detective's face.

"So we've still got nothing," Jane sighed in frustration, running her finger through her hair.

"Well I wouldn't say that," Maura shook her head. "We've learned a lot about our victims," she said. "And technically we know plenty about our killer."

"Yeah, we just have no idea how to find him," Jane plopped down on a chair, putting her head in her hands. "I hate this. I hate these cases."

"I know," Maura nodded in understanding, placing a hand on her wife's shoulder. "Come on, you need to take a break. I'll buy you lunch," she held out her hand for Jane to take, the brunette eventually looking up and cracking a small smile.

"Okay," Jane relented, knowing she needed to clear her mind of a while. "I just need to stop at my desk for a minute."

Nodding, Maura followed Jane out into the bullpen, the pair making their way to Jane's desk where an envelope with her name on it sat waiting for her. "What's that?" Maura asked.

"I don't know," Jane shrugged, opening up the envelope and pulling out a letter, immediately freezing as she read what it said.

"Jane, what is it?" Maura asked, noticing the change in the Detective's behaviour. "What does it say?"

Unable to respond, Jane simply shook her head, handing Maura the letter so she could read it for herself, the words making the blonde's blood run cold.

"Dear Boss, Do you like my work? Make sure you don't give the wrong sculptor credit. I'm about to sculpt my finest piece of work."

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The note put a damper on lunch. Though she obviously needed to take a break, Jane had refused to leave the precinct with Maura, even if it was just for an hour; the Detective had instead run off to find out who had delivered the letter to her desk. While Maura was worried about her wife, she knew there wasn't much she could do for her at the moment. Their killer was taunting Jane, trying to get to her and it was working; the best thing Maura figured she could do was give the brunette some space and let her come to her when she was ready.

With that in mind, the Medical Examiner retreated to her office, deciding to go back through all her findings in hopes of finding anything that could help her team out. The honey-blonde was so lost in her work that she didn't hear anyone approach her door; the firm knock startling her from her thoughts and making her jump.

"I'm sorry," Dennis Rockmond held up his hands, giving Maura a dimpled smile. "I didn't mean to startle you."

"Mr. Rockmond," Maura placed a hand over her heart, trying to calm herself down. "I didn't hear you," she said, curious as to what this man was doing back at her office again. "Is there something I can help you with?"

"No, no, not exactly," Dennis shook his head, stepping into the office. "I don't mean to interrupt your work I just…well I just can't help wanting to talk to you," he admitted with a rather charming grin. "You saved my life and I just…I just really want to make sure I do something good with the second chance you gave me. I hope it's okay that I came here again."

"Of course it's okay," Maura nodded, gesturing towards the chairs in front of her desk. "Why don't you have a seat," she suggested, waiting until he did so before speaking again. "Have you been feeling well since everything? You haven't been suffering any side effects have you?"

"No, I've been feeling great," Dennis shook his head. "Never better actually. I feel like I have a new outlook on life really."

"I think that's fairly common for people who have come close to death," Maura replied, closing her laptop in order to focus on the man in front of her, wanting to be polite. "I imagine you appreciate things more than you once did."

"Oh definitely," Dennis agreed. "It has been a real inspiration for my art. I feel like I see everything differently than I used to," he said, making Maura smile. "I really wish there was something I could do to truly thank you for what you did for me. Nothing seems like enough though."

"Oh Mr. Rockmond that really isn't necessary," Maura shook her head. "I appreciate that you're grateful but I was just happy that I could save a life for a change," she said. "You really don't owe me anything. And besides you've already thanked me," she gestured to the small sculpture that Dennis had brought her on his last visit. "Your thanks is really enough."

"You are such a kind soul," Dennis smiled, just as there was another quick knock at the door before Jane let herself in, once again interrupting the conversation.

"Hey Maur I…oh…hello," Jane froze looking from Dennis to Maura and back again.

"Detective Rizzoli," Dennis was practically beaming, obviously not noticing the look of irritation on Jane's face. "It's nice to see you again! I don't mean to hold Dr. Isles up, I just wanted to come by and talk."

"Oh...yeah no problem," Jane tried to shrug nonchalantly, but Maura could tell that the brunette was tense. "There was just a matter of a case I was hoping to speak to Dr. Isles about," she glanced at the blonde.

"Oh of course," Dennis stood up. "I'll get out of your hair. But perhaps you will both allow me to treat you to dinner sometime," he said; Maura nodding politely as he excused himself and left the couple alone in the office.

"Really Maur," Jane turned on the blonde as soon as she shut the door behind Dennis. "I'm upstairs trying to deal with a murderer who's taunting me and you're down here socializing with this guy," she scoffed.

"Excuse me," Maura's jaw dropped open. "I will have you know that I was down here working on our case, trying to see if there was anything I missed to help us and Mr. Rockmond just showed up. He wanted to talk and unlike you, I was just being polite."

"He just wants to talk my ass," Jane rolled her eyes. "He doesn't just keep showing up here because he wants to talk Maura."

"I saved his life Jane," Maura replied, her tone clipped and irritated. "He's grateful and he just wants to say thank you. I'm not just going to send him away, that would be rude."

"It's not rude when you have work to do," Jane countered.

"Oh you're being ridiculous," Maura shook her head with a frustrated sigh. "I don't understand why you're getting so worked up about this man. I've already told you, you don't have anything to be jealous about."

"You know, I really don't have time for this," Jane replied, dropping the file she was carrying onto Maura's desk. "I was just hoping you could take a look at this and see if we're missing anything; whenever you're not busy of course," she said before storming out of the office.

Sitting back against her chair Maura sighed as she ran her and through her hair in frustration, having no idea what just happened.

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Maura was upset. The Medical Examiner hated when she and Jane argued to begin with and to argue today; when they had just started discussing expanding their family, bothered her even more. While she knew that Jane was simply frustrated about their case and the taunt that she was sent, Maura couldn't help taking the brunette's anger personally.

After Jane had stormed out of the office, Maura had taken a few moments to compose herself before setting to work on the file her wife left her, hoping to come up with something to help them move forward. She was still in the midst of the file when her phone began to ring alerting her to another body, which had been found at the local zoo.

Knowing Jane would get a ride with Frost and Korsak since they were arguing, Maura headed to the car and made her way to the crime scene, finding Korsak and Jane waiting for her near the body, which was encased in plaster just like the others.

"Well we've got another one for you Doc," Korsak said as Maura approached, pulling on her gloves as Jane simply turned her back towards the blonde in an attempt to avoid her eyes. "I really wish we could get ahead of this guy."

"Our killer has escalated rather quickly," Maura replied, beginning her examination while occasionally sneaking peaks at Jane. "It's very likely that he's suffering some sort of psychotic break; they're usually triggered by some sort of significant event. Still no suspects?"

"Nah we haven't found anything solid," Korsak shook his head, glancing at Jane as he realized the brunette had yet to say a word. "Did you manage to find anything in the files Jane brought you?" He then asked.

"Nothing significant," Maura replied, sounding disappointed. "I was still in the midst of it when I got the call to get here though. I'll take another look when I return to the office. Where is Detective Frost?"

"He's here somewhere," Korsak said, taking a look around. "Do you know where he went Jane?" He asked, wanting to bring the brunette into the conversation since there was obviously some sort of tension going on.

"He got a call after we got here," Jane shrugged, looking around for her partner as well. "He didn't say who it was," she said, allowing her attention to drift towards her wife. "Anything different about this kill Maura?" She asked, trying to sound normal, though her usual casual tone was absent.

"It appears to be the same as all the others," Maura replied, turning towards Jane. "Obviously I will be able to see better when I perform the autopsy. If we're lucky he may have made a mistake, that tends to happen when kills are close together like this," she explained just as Frost rejoined them, a nervous look on his face.

"What's wrong with you?" Jane immediately asked, knowing something was wrong. "What was that call about?"

"That was a Detective Sanchez, from Worcester. He got an alert about our case," Frost replied, still looking worried.

"He have a similar case?" Korsak was the one to ask.

"Yeah," Frost nodded. "They've got a suspect too," he said, looking to Jane, a look, which Maura immediately spotted, watching the Detectives carefully.

"Alright that's great, who is it?" Jane asked. "Any chance we could be dealing with the same guy?"

"It's possible," Frost replied, sighing in frustration, obviously not wanting to tell his team something. "Their suspect is Fredrick Stone," he explained. "He uh…He used to share a prison cell with Charles Hoyt."