Yay I got this chapter done rather fast! I hope you like this chapter; the next one will be pretty intense as well. Thank you for reading and staying with me, enjoy.
Chapter 7
I closed my desk drawer a second before Korsak came over to talk to me about something. Only a few hours ago I had gone with my mother to pick up a couple of things I needed. It was nearly seven o'clock now and I was about to pack up and head back to Maura's, we still had nothing on Mason or CJ so I really had no purpose staying here.
"You planning on heading out soon?" Korsak asked.
"Yep," I replied.
"I really wish you hadn't ordered Frankie to stay with Maura, she's already got an officer outside her house and a cruiser goes by every half an hour." Korsak reminded me.
"And? CJ shot her out front of a police building and Mason has killed two cops, what makes you think she'll be okay?" I asked, standing.
Korsak held up his hands in defense backing away, giving me the go ahead to leave. Outside the sun was still visible but slowly going down, by the time I got back to Maura's it would be dark. When I did pull into the driveway I didn't pay much attention to the unmarked cop car across the street, or the fact that I couldn't see any lights on in the house. In the back of my head I knew that the lights where usually blocked out of sight until it got really dark. I walked up to the door and turned the door knob.
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A few minutes earlier
Mason crouched down out of the line of sight of the unsuspecting officer watching the doctor's house. CJ kept watch from down the street for Mason to make his move so the two could execute the plan and get out before the cruiser went by. They knew Jane had just left the station and would be there in a matter of minutes, timing was everything. Mason saw that the car window was down and smiled to himself, it would be easy to slit the officer's throat. Finally at the door Mason came out of the crouching position and swiftly grabbed the officer's hair pulling back on his head and slit his neck, deep, in an instant. Blood immediately spilled and splattered all over the windshield; Mason couldn't marvel over his work for long, he waved to CJ who sprinted over and the two went around to the back of the doctor's house.
The second the two were in Jane's brother already knew the two were there. Mason could head the cop unholster his gun and tell Maura to stay put. CJ and Mason spit off into different rooms, Mason waiting for the cop to pass him so he could grab Maura. Sliding out of the door when the hall was clean Mason came up from behind and grabbed Maura, forcefully cupping his hand over her mouth so she wouldn't scream.
"Hello Dr. Isles, it's good to see you again," Mason whispered into her ear.
"Hey, Dr. Isles it must have been the wind or something the place is-"
Before the cop could come out of the hall CJ slammed the Berretta into the base of his skull knocking Officer Rizzoli unconscious. Mason released Maura from his hold and slammed her forcefully down in the chair, waving for CJ to move back into the hall and ordering her to turn off the lights. Maura already had tears streaming down her face; she felt that things would finally end and that she and Jane would not make it out of this one alive.
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The second I stepped through the threshold I knew something was wrong. I pulled my Glock from its holster and slowly made my way forward, not willing to call out for Maura. Already in the hall I could see Frankie lying on the floor, but I couldn't tell if he was still alive or not. When I came around the corner I came face to face with Mason, standing next to Maura with no weapon, only a hand on her shoulder. I didn't think I just reacted, aiming my gun at his head.
"How the fuck did you get in here?" I growled.
"I used the backdoor," he laughed. "You two should really lock it."
"Shut up," I ordered. "You're pretty stupid for breaking in here; the whole station will be here in minutes."
"Are you so sure about that Jane?" he smiled. "Your uniformed officer out front is dead, and I have half an hour before the cruiser goes by."
"I've got the gun and a clear shot I'm not too worried about that," I told him.
Mason started laughing; like it was hysterical I had any bit of hope to survive. I couldn't understand why; until I felt the muzzle of a gun press against the side of my head. Without taking my eyes of Mason I knew it was CJ, the pressure placed on the gun told me that. Maura hadn't said a word at all, I knew in my gut that Mason had said or done something to her, she would have warned me about Mason's accomplice. Keeping a firm grip on my gun I took a chance.
"Howdy, detective good to see you again," CJ snarled.
"Likewise you piece of shit," I snarled back.
"You wanna do us a favor and put the gun down?" CJ asked.
"I could turn and shoot you before you could even move," I was really pushing it. "You won't shoot me."
"No, she won't but it doesn't mean I won't slip the doctor's throat," Mason pitched in. "I know you won't let that happen Jane, so just put the gun down."
"No," I was probably about to get shot.
"Do you really think that time is on your side, Jane?" Mason asked. "If that cruiser shows up before we've taken you, I'll kill the cop and we'll have you out of here before anyone can respond. Put the gun down."
I saw the scalpel in his hand, just like the one Hoyt had used to pin my hands down to the floor. Not willing to risk Maura getting hurt I took my finger from the trigger and slowly lowered the gun to the floor. The second I straightened up CJ kicked the gun over to Mason, who picked it up and shoved it in his belt.
"So detective, do you want to do this the easy way or the hard way?" CJ asked.
I couldn't wait any longer I had to act now. With every muscle in my body screaming at me to stay still I swung my arm around catching the side of CJ's hand knocking the gun from it. Without stopping I brought my leg up and slammed CJ in the side, knocking her feet from under her. She slammed to the floor with a loud thud and a howl; but before I could make another move to get her gun I heard my Glock being cocked and Maura cry out 'no'. With my attention off CJ and on Mason I didn't see CJ get to her feet and pull a cloth from her pocket. Holding me in a death grip charged with rage CJ pinned the cloth to my mouth and immediately I knew what it was. Unable to fight CJ's grip I started to succumb to the fume of the drug and quickly slip out of a completely conscious state.
"Looks like the hard way," Mason said, to himself. "Hurry up and get her to the car."
"What about Maura?" CJ asked.
"I'll take care of it, just hurry up," Mason growled.
The last thing I heard before going completely under was a loud cracking; it was the gun smashing into Maura's skull. I had just gotten the love of my life killed.
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The room was dimly lit, I couldn't see much at all not just because of the light but my vision was blurry and dancing with small specks of dust. Over top of me however I could just make out the man standing over me; Mason. I just couldn't remember what happened, not yet; my mind was just as fuzzy as my vision. My legs were tied together but my hands were free however, but I knew it wouldn't last very long. Mason kneeled down so he was straddling me, keeping me from moving, not that I could anyway. He reached up to a metal table like the one Maura kept all of her surgical tools on back at the morgue, when his blurry hand came back into sight I saw a scalpel.
"I wanted to wait until you were awake to do this Jane,"
I tried to speak but nothing escaped my lips, not one single sound. Mason smiled a little at my inability to speak.
"Tell me Jane, can you feel this?"
He ran the scalpel across my throat, careful not to deep but enough to make me bleed. This time a cry of pain escaped my throat, and Mason just laughed even harder.
"Good, good…"
He grabbed my right arm forcing it above my head as I fought him, unsuccessfully. He flipped the scalpel over in his hand, pointing the blade at my hand. I felt the pain from when Hoyt had stabbed the scalpel through my hand as Mason slammed the blade down, going all the way through before coming to a hard stop when it hit the floor past my hand. Tears spilled from my eyes at the intense pain shot up my arm, it had been my nightmares all over again. Mason reached up again and grabbed another scalpel before forcing my left arm above my head just as he had done before. My fingers twitched as the blade settled in my hand but other than that both hands were paralyzed. Mason pushed himself up from the ground and brushed off his shirt and jeans, smiling slightly.
"I have a few things to do Jane; I'll be back in an hour to get to work."
I listened to his heavy footsteps as he ascended the stairs without any further words. My vision started to clear after a few minutes; allowing me to take in my surroundings. I was mainly concerned about Maura, I didn't know if they had brought her here too. If she was here, was she going through the same torture I was… or worse? Ignoring the awkward position my hands were in I tried to use my elbows for some leverage. The scalpels tore at my hands, but I was determined to find out where Maura was, if she was here. My heart sank when my eyes fell on her; he skirt and blouse were torn and soaked in blood and her shoes were gone. Her head was down so I couldn't see if she was awake but I knew she was alive, her chest just barely rose as she took shallow breaths. I craned my neck the most I could to see if she was bound; she was, her legs tied together and her hands tied but in front of her. Instantly I knew that Maura's current wasn't Mason's but CJ's; I wanted to kill her for what she had done, I wished I hadn't missed the shot that would have signed her death certificate.
"Maura can you hear me?" my voice cracked, my mouth extremely dry.
Maura didn't respond at first, causing me to have a mini-heart attack; how badly had CJ beat her? My arms where growing tired and letting them slip I slammed into the concrete the pain just barely there from the cold rock. I wasn't about to give up, so without looking I kept talking.
"Maura please, talk to me…"
This time she responded, raising her head enough for me to catch the damaged done by turning my head. I had been beaten pretty badly before, as well as being cut and shot, but I had never been beaten as badly as Maura had. The way her jaw sat I thought for sure it was broken; dried blood ran a trail from her forehead to her chin, and her cheek was starting to bruise. Had this really happened in only a few hours? Or had I been here for a day, or more? I had to look away from Maura, it hurt too much to know it was my fault she was in the situation she was.
"I'm okay Jane…" her voice startled me.
I twisted slightly to get a look at her, our eyes connected and I knew she was trying to be strong for me, like I always tried to be for her. Tears of sorrow started to threaten me as she lifted her head higher, allowing to see the extent of the torture she had been through.
"Oh God Maura…" I whispered. "You're not okay, how could I let this happen?"
"Jane please, don't blame yourself…" Maura tried to comfort me. "It's not your fault. CJ is sick, she likes this, she made a deal with Mason we couldn't have fought that."
It was a surprise to me that Maura was the one trying to make this less painful for me. I saw the aftermath of what CJ had done to her, Maura wasn't supposed to have to deal with the psychos… As much as it pained me to ask my next question I did, I had to.
"What did she do to you Maura?"
"She's only beat me…" Maura was slow to respond. "Jane, I know what you're thinking… Mason will kill you long before CJ kills me."
Not if I have anything to say about it… I thought. It bothered me that Maura was so calm about what was going to happen. When Johnny, Derek and Mark had me in that room and were torturing me, I knew I might die but I wasn't going to except it until it happened. But Maura was already accepting everything coming at her, but not me and that's how I knew why CJ was beating her. Maura was protecting me now; she was going to take the brunt of the attack if I did anything that would upset Mason and CJ. Closing my eyes and clearing my head I knew what I had to do to get Maura out of here alive.
"Maura… does CJ untie you when she comes down?" I asked.
"She says it's more fun that way… when I can actually defend myself," she replied.
"You have to promise me you'll do what I tell you," I told her.
"What are you planning to do Jane?" she asked.
"Please just promise me," I was asking now.
"I promise Jane…" she knew where I was heading.
"When CJ and Mason come back down… and she unties you…" I choked back tears. "You run, just get out of here and get help… I know CJ will chase after you, but your faster don't stop for anything okay? Just go."
"I'm not leaving you Jane," Maura immediately responded. "I refuse to let you get yourself killed."
"Maura if you don't go then we'll both die," it came out harsher than I meant it too, but it got my point across.
We had no time left; above us two seats of footsteps crossed and came closer to the door to the basement. Maura had to go the second she was free, if she didn't we both were dead. I glanced one last time at her, silently regretting I hadn't asked her what I had been wanting to before.
"I love you Jane…"
"I love you too, Maura…" and the tears finally rolled down my face.
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Thirty miles away from the abandoned house that Mason and CJ had taken up to do away with their victims; Korsak and Frost were working on a lead. Even though Frankie had been knocked pretty hard in the back of his head he still could give some information on what had happened. Another cop was dead, this one his throat was slit and then Jane and Maura were missing. The department knew that the man who had them was Mason, but they didn't quit know who his accomplice was just yet. They did think it was CJ but they had no solid evidence, and no where to start. Cavanaugh had issued a state of emergency, meaning all of the Boston PD was working on finding Dr. Isles and Jane. News stations were broadcasting the progress throughout the day, showing pictures of both Mason and CJ along with descriptions. If they were anywhere close Korsak and Frost would get them.
"This is fucking ridiculous!" Korsak shouted at Frankie. "You want to be a detective and you can't even clear a room properly?!"
"I made a mistake Korsak!" Frankie shouted back.
"And look what happened because of that mistake!" Korsak was pissed. "Dr. Isles and your sister could be dead or close to it because you didn't fucking follow protocol!"
"Don't you think I know that?" Frankie nearly cried. "I'm already fucking paying for it!"
"Both of you shut up," Frost finally ordered. "We aren't going to find them by taking out each other. Korsak you stay with me, we have leads to work up on. Frankie go be with Angela and Tommy, now."
Frankie shot a glair at Korsak before retreating downstairs. Korsak sat down mumbling something under his breath to Frost. For once the two missed Jane's peacemaking abilities; which was usually hitting somebody. With a set jaw the two went through the papers sitting in front of them; papers of abandoned buildings it the Boston area.
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Mason slammed the basement door against the wall and came down the steps two at a time, closely followed by CJ. When CJ caught my eye she grinned, almost laughing at my inability to do a thing. Mason had a scalpel in his hand, apparently trying to match Hoyt as much as possible. I flinched when he kneeled down next to me, placing his hand on my face, over by Maura I could hear CJ talking.
"Hope you two enjoyed your alone time, cause it's over," she said.
"I'm curious Jane, what is it that Hoyt saw in you?" he spoke, bringing my attention back to him. "He never actually told me."
I refused to speak; I wouldn't do a thing until Maura made her attempt to escape. Mason seemed to take my silence as an answer, moving so he was kneeling by my waist. As he held the scalpel up for me to see it I heard CJ pull Maura from her spot, not yet untying her.
"I guess I understand slightly, you're the only one who could beat him… but you won't beat me."
He grabbed the collar of my shirt and pressed the blade hard against it, making a clean cut. I wasn't sure what he was doing until he took hold of each side of the slit with his hands and ripped my shirt open. It was a moment before I realized he was looking at my scars. The scars that his partners caused, at least the physical scars; no one ever saw the emotional damage that caused me. When he leaned over me so his face hovered over mine I head a slam; I knew it was Maura when CJ cried out in pain. I reacted instantly I head butted Mason, knocking him back off me, momentarily stunning him. When Mason and CJ both got their grounds they were angry, I knew Maura was going to run into trouble.
"Fuck!" CJ growled.
"Go get her you piece of shit, hurry up before she gets to far!" Mason ordered her.
CJ was up the stairs instantly, faster than I thought she could go. Mason was back on me a second later, gripping my forearms so tight I felt the blood-flow almost stop.
"I see it now Jane… Hoyt would be so jealous if he were still alive, knowing I killed you. Dr. Isles isn't going to make it; CJ will catch her and kill her. But not before I make you watch her being beaten to a bloody mess. Your death Jane will be slow, I want to watch you suffer until every bit of life drains out of you."
