It was calm, way to calm that saying the calm before the storm rang true. Jane had this wave of anguish she felt it in her gut, something was going to happen. Jane and everyone else went into work minus Maura, Angela and Frankie who insisted on staying with Maura. So as Jane was at work antsy as ever trying to solve the case the three adults sat on Maura's couch watching T.V. Maura wasn't watching though, she kept glancing out the window. She did believe much in the gut thing Jane goes on and on about but she believed it now, something kept telling her to look out the window. So she kept looking, Maura couldn't pinpoint where but she knew something was out there.

Releasing a breath Maura stood up and went into the kitchen to fill her glass with water, glancing outside she saw something move. Wanting to go outside and check she knew if she did Frankie and Angela would be upset, so picking up her glass Maura went back and sat down. But ten minutes later not able to shake the feeling that something was wrong Maura stood up and excused herself, going up the stairs she had a feeling someone other than the three of them were in the house.

Opening the bedroom she stopped, the bedroom window was open it had been closed when she was last upstairs. Fear ripping through her Maura slowly backed out of the room and made her way downstairs; looking into the living room she saw and heard Angela and Frankie talking. Going back to the couch she sat down and spoke calmly and slowly.

"Someone is in the house." Just as Angela and Frankie were about to speak Maura spoke up. "Don't cause alarm, I don't think they were in the bedroom but someone is inside." Frankie nodded and took the last gulp of his beer and stood.

"I'm going to the restroom then getting another beer could I get you guys anything?" Frankie asked giving the hint that he was going to investigate.

"I will probably need more juice when you get done." Angela replied giving her son a look, reading that look loud and clear Frankie nodded with a smile and made his way up the stairs.

Frankie made it up the stairs and begun to look in each room like he was taught, once entering Jane and Maura's bedroom he stood still. There were no signs that someone had entered the place, shrugging with the thought that maybe Maura was freaking out he went to turn around but ended up getting struck upside the head. Before he hit the ground his attacker caught him and laid him down gently.

"Trying to be a hero, what a shame see the heroes always die in the end." The killer whispered as he walked out of the room and made his way silently down the stairs, noticing the two women on the couch he knew he had to get them separated but how he did not know. Remembering the conversation they had he walked into the bathroom and flushed the toilet then made it sound like he was walking out of the bathroom, taking the soap bottle in his hand he threw it down on the ground causing a loud thud.

In the living room Angela and Maura stood up abruptly upon hearing something fall, looking at one another panic in the other's eyes. Maura went to go towards the noise but Angela grabbed her and pulled her back, Angela walked towards the coat closet and removed the baseball bat Jane had stored in there. Slowly Angela made her way up the stairs, her heart was racing. Reaching the bathroom she noticed the soap battle sitting in the hallway, stepping into the bathroom checking front and back the bathroom was clear.

Making her way into one of the guest rooms Angela held the bat up high, walking in and checking the closet fear begun to rip through her what if somehow the killer got passed her and had Maura already. Walking out of the room she went down the stairs and found Maura standing in the kitchen, Angela looked at her and shrugged. Just as Maura was about to speak the killer came up behind Angela and held a knife to her throat.

"You make one move and she dies."

TWENTY MINUTES LATER…

Frankie was locked in Jane and Maura's bedroom while Angela and Maura were tied to chairs facing each other; the killer was standing off to the side looking at them. The killer finally spoke after a while.

"You know I am not much into older women but Angela Rizzoli you are very attractive, I wonder how Sean would feel if I had my way with you like the other women." The killer whispered loud enough for Maura to hear as well as he stepped up behind Angela and gently moved the knife near Angela eliciting fear. "He would probably lose it, especially with what happened to his wife and son. Tragic was it not?"

"How do you know, Sean?" Angela asked her voice giving away that she was afraid.

"Oh Sean and I go way back, the same with your daughter." The killer stood off to the side of Angela now and looked her in the eye as he was about to speak but Maura interrupted.

"The first thing you would think of, and also the last thing you would think of." The killer turned to look at Maura as Angela looked up into Maura's eyes; Maura looked over at the killer as realization dawned on her.

"You're a cop."