Disclaimer: Same old drill. I do not own the women but I own the teen and story.

Ch. 11: It Adds Up

Maura's POV

No one spoke on the car drive. Jane and I had glance back at Kris to see her staring out of the window watching the streets go by. "I can feel you watching," she said to us. She looked up at us then glanced back.

Jane looked back at her, "What did he mean?"

"It's nothing."

"Bullshit," Jane retorted back. Of course, Jane has to cuss but Kris seems unfazed at this statement. Jane turned her head slightly at Kris, "You won't tell us shit! We take you under our wing to protect you and you are holding information. How are we supposed to protect you if you don't let us in?"

"There are reasons for the secrets."

"And secrets sometimes get us killed."

For a moment, Kris went silent again and Jane turned back to face the road. It seemed the words sank into Kris as she sighed loudly. I expected the conversation to end with Jane just driving us to the scene, figuring Kris would not give in. She showed signs of being to herself, closed off even though she interacted with others. She was all in around, a very introverted child.

"My brother was a junkie," she quietly said. I glanced at Jane who looked back at me; I slowly looked back at her to see her eyes still fixated out the window. "He was in college; smart guy he was and then he got involved with drugs," she told us. "I knew he did it when I noticed the needle marks and it got worse over time."

"He showed symptoms of a user," I inquired quietly.

She nodded, "He was caught by Jones and to avoid the charge, he became his CI. It was ok for a bit…until Jones wanted dirt on a huge drug dealer. My brother got heroin but it was so pure that he overdosed on it, the dealers knew he was a CI and gave it to him."

"Did he make it out okay," I heard Jane asked.

Kris turned her head then turned away, she gave a deep sigh as she answered, "He died instantly. Jones was undercover during the time and saw all of this go down."

"He didn't stop it…"

"My brother was clean for three straight months then one fuckin' call from Jones got him killed."

R&I

We pulled to the crime scene with Kris walking with us; she was kind enough to carry my crime scene kit. It was a church; it was abandon and foreclose but it still held such magnificence. Kris' eyes seemed to explore its architecture while we walked up to it. "It takes forever to clean stain glass," Kris softly said. I looked at her, "I always clean the glass all the time, just to keep having that sunshine come through perfectly." I smiled at her and she smiled back gently, suddenly I felt her hand go into mine as we continued to walk.

This gesture caught me off guard, her hand was warm unlike mine but she didn't flinch or move away. She simply squeezed it, walking us through the wooden doors. We took a moment to look around, searching for a body.

"Where's the body," I could hear Jane ask. Kris placed the kit down as we stood in the middle of the alter area, observing an empty scene. Frost and Korsak entered in as Kris looked up.

"Found it," she then pointed to the ceiling and we all looked up, the body was hanging from the rafters.

"How the hell did that get up there?"

"It was up there. A couple of kids were playing here when they noticed John Doe hanging there," Frost told us. Kris chuckled a bit but stopped when she looked down at the floor. I followed her gaze and I saw it too.

A note.

Jane immediately grabbed the crime scene gloves out of my kit as she crouched down and grabbed the note. She then walked back with all of us, surrounding it as she slowly opened it.

"To the Detectives and young Kris Marx,

This man deserved to die in pain and torture. His judgment came as he hangs from the rafters above you. But time is running short for you all especially the teenager. Tick tock tick tock, the clock goes."

Jane handed it to Kris who reread it before handing it to Frost. "Do you know what it means," he asked quietly. She shook her head as she looked up at the rafters.

"Maura has to get him down it sounds," Kris told us, "and I luckily know how." She walked over to a pile of rope, placing it over her shoulder. She went over to me, giving a questioning look.

Jane looked at us both and it soon hit her. "No," she immediately said, "no way are you two going up there."

"Fine," Kris huffed as she handed it to me.

I went up the ladder to the body, Kris watched from a distance. It was a dead body and evidence can be tamper with if this was not done properly. I was provided harnesses and I placed it on with Kris leading me up since she knew what a churches' structure was like. She found a catwalk to the body, opening the door, going out first then I followed after. She glanced at the catwalk, "It's rusty. I'm going to stay at the side. Just be careful."

I nodded, "We still need to get out there."

"I know."

I slowly went on first with Kris holding onto the rope that held me up. We reached the body and I examined it, "He was hung here for a reason."

"No duh, Maur," Jane shouted from below, "does it look like it was stage?"

"I can't tell till we move the body," I replied. I then noticed a couple of crime scene techs approach to help lower the body. Kris quietly watched until there was a loud creak, I ignored it and so did the techs.

However, Kris didn't, "Maura, we got to leave the body."

"Kris, we will lose evidence," I argued. "It's vital to this case."

"It's vital if you move your ass off the catwalk, it's not stable enough to hold all of you," she warned. Her eyes went toward the techs, "You step away from the damn body and slowly back away." There was another creak and a loud snap.

My eyes widened as the techs quickly got off. "Maura," Jane yelled loudly.

Jane's POV

I watched in horror as the catwalk began to collapse with Maura immediately sliding down trying to keep hold of the rope Kris had. "Hold Maura," I shouted seeing her hanging. I quickly ran up the staircase to the catwalk area to see a couple techs holding onto the rope, "Where's Kris?"

They looked over and my eyes widened to see another rope tied to a beam and down the collapse catwalk, I peered over to see Kris going down to Maura, using the rope as a repel to get down to her. "Kris what the fuckin' hell are you doing," I yelled at her.

She looked up, "I'm trying to rescue your best friend right now." She continued to slide down until she placed her hand out to Maura, "Take my hand." Maura stretched out her hand and quickly grabbed it. Kris then pulled her up with all her might. She wrapped her arm around Maura, securely before saying to her, "Climb up." Maura nodded and began to climb up the rope to my surprise as Kris watched her back, incase she fell. When Maura finally reached me, I pulled her up fast and hugged her tightly. "Is she safe?"

"Yeah!" I could hear Kris beginning to climb back up until I heard another snap, I looked over to see Kris' rope ready to break and as it snap on its last thread, I quickly grabbed it followed by a loud thud against the metal. "Kris," I inquired, "are you ok?"

"Peachy," I heard. I then noticed her hands emerge; Maura quickly grabbed them and pulled her in. She laid on the ground looking up at us as the catwalk finally collapsed to the ground.

We all exhaled then I looked at the body, "Well?"

"The body wasn't real," Kris answered quietly. Maura and my eyes darted to Kris as she sat up, "The body was a dummy. I realized the moment I noticed the catwalk ready to collapse. It was trap."

"Of course it is," another voice answered. I pulled out my firearm looking above, Kris slowly stood up with Maura wrapping her arms around her. "You all deserve to die, betraying the badge to do crimes against the innocent!"

"What the hell is he talking about," I whispered.

Kris shook her head but asked back, "What does that have to do with me?"

"You still live when you were supposed to die!" That was the last thing he said before it went quiet again, showing that he escaped.

Kris' POV

The Deliberator disappeared, they searched whole building and we finally got the damn fake body down for processing. We returned to the bullpen with everyone sitting down as Lieutenant Cavanaugh spoke to the detectives.

"This man is dangerous, he just risked a lot to kill all of our best detectives and Dr. Isles," he told them. I watched, as the room seemed to be morbid for a group of people who had to have a sense of humor in their line of work. "Stay on your toes and watch your back and Marx," I looked up at him. He pointed at Jane, "You stay by them and help them if you can."

I nodded and soon the crowd of detectives disbursed, leaving me in Jane's desk while Jane, Korsak and Frost stood at the evidence board. "This guy is nuts, we have no suspects, and no leads. We only know that the notes piece something together but there's nothing," Jane explained.

I sighed, slowly tapping until something clicked, "Betraying the badge to do crimes against the innocent."

"What?"

Korsak stood up and pointed to the police officers' pictures from the harbor, "Is there any record of them disciplined for any reason?"

A couple of minutes later, Frost found a file, "Yeah they were disciplined for unauthorized force on a recent thing. One suspect got mouthy and they got so exhausted with it that they slapped across the face. They were working in the Drug Unit for a bit before that incident."

"They got demoted back to patrol," I inquired.

"Yes why?"

You betray the badge…"to do crimes against the innocent," I repeated.

Korsak looked at me, "Check the other officers' records please."

Jane looked at me confused as she pointed to me, "You come with me to talk with Maura."

I began to walk to the stairwell, "Kris, the elevator?"

"Sorry force of habit," suddenly my stomach growled. "I forgot that I haven't ate."

"Well, you and I can grab food as soon as you move your ass, I think I figured something out," she replied as I walked down the staircase.

We rushed down, sliding into the morgue to see Maura standing over the dummy body. "Oh, I was just about to call you," Maura spoke seeing us entered.

"What do you got," Jane asked immediately.

Maura pointed to the body, "This is a punching dummy. It's been cleaned enough to not get any DNA but I found this," she lifted up a small hair to us.

Jane pointed to the tweezers, "That's a hair. That's a hair!"

"Yes it's a hair and it's going for testing," Maura told us. I smiled as I sat down at the desk, pulling out all the notes that were sent, I looked at them. "What do you have," she inquired.

I shrugged, "Jane said she might have figured something out."

"I have figured something out. But Kris, what do all the notes mention?" I shrugged as Jane rolled her eyes, "They involve time."

"What?"

"Time, he uses time in every clue he gives us time. Now think why be so obsessed with time?"

"He hates running late," I suggested.

Maura looked at both of us, "Why does time matter?"

Then a light bulb hit me,"It's not the amount of time but how long time is to him? Think twenty-four hours, time for your death, time is given in amounts for us."

Suddenly Frost came in, "I found a connection! How did you know that they all were demoted?"

Jane and I raised an eyebrow. "I didn't but now it makes sense. Did all of them do unauthorized force," Jane inquired quietly.

"Yeah, within the last three months."

"Anything else?"

Frost went over to the computer, pulling up what he found. I peered over, running my finger down the screen, "They are all from the Drug Unit."

"So?"

"So, someone is piss enough with these officers to kill them and it's ironic that they are all officers that got demoted due to something that happened in the Drug Unit. All were unauthorized force in some way," Jane replied, "So this guy is what? A revengeful junkie who doesn't know how to control his anger?"

"No, it means someone is giving out information about the unit," I replied gently. "You got a snitch."

"Fuckin' great, you telling me we have a mole?"

A/N: Happy New Year! Please review, PM, etc. Let's start this new year with a bang! Also for tansikat, I promise Jones will get his ass kicked sooner or later. Hugs!