A/N: Hello my readers! Thanks for the constant support and congrats for my upcoming graduation! You guys make it worth writing. I'm back again with a whole new adventure. Fun fact about this writer, I always loved gothic literature and the supernatural. So, I decided what is the best thing I can do next for a new fanfiction: this one!

So, I changed some timeline in our Rizzoli and Isles world and you'll notice.

Disclaimer: I, Writer Marx, do not own Rizzoli and Isles. It belongs to TNT, Janet Tamaro, Jan Nash, and Tess Gerestein. I also don't belong works of literature that will be influencing this fanfiction, this includes: Dracula, Frankenstein, Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, Picture of Dorian Gray, and other works that will list along the way.

"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before." – Edgar Allan Poe

Writer Marx presents

"Nightfall"

Ch. 1: Access Denied

At night, Boston was quiet with the streets empty but the people who do dare to roam the streets at night didn't expect the darkness. Not the darkness of the night that was the danger, it was the darkness of souls that was out and about, creating a predator. The poor souls who walked the streets were now the prey of a dark predator.

One of fantasies but was very real.

Eyes that were not mortal saw the trouble and fled before they became the target.

The alarm clock went off loud and very obnoxiously, prompting a lanky hand to stop the alarm before it got louder. Detective Jane Rizzoli sat up in bed and stretched out, wiping her face of the exhaustion then grumbled, "I need to move." As if by the sound of her voice, a very familiar vibrating/ ringing sound came from her night stand where her cell phone rested. She picked it up and smirked at the sight of Maura's name coming across her screensaver.

I hope you are up and ready for our jog, Maura's text read.

Jane rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smile at her best friend's text.

A warm feeling went through her and she took in a deep breath then released it.

Morning to you too, Maur, Jane replied. "Only my best friend can get me up at this awful hour to jog on my day off," she mumbled as she slid out of her bed and walked to her bathroom to wash up and get ready for the jog with Maura.

As she began to wash her face, she thought about the days when Maura was over. She would be next to Jane, talking about the ups and downs of life or talk about the latest cases. Days where they were together, Jane seemed to feel a lot more whole than ever before when Maura was there. Days without Maura, it felt different and there were nights where she would wake up and place her hand out to the other side of the bed to feel for Maura and she would not be there.

Jane felt odd about it because their friendship was just a friendship…or so she thought…the feelings that she had didn't feel like a friendship feeling but was she feeling something beyond that.

Do I like Maura more than a friend, Jane pondered then she shook her head.

"What am I thinking," Jane mumbled, leaving the bathroom to get her clothes.

On the other side of town, Maura had poured her cup of coffee for the day. She received Jane's text and smirked, typing back, I apologize. Good morning to you too, Jane. I'm hoping you gained enough REM sleep and ready to get an excellent workout in.

Maura knew that Jane tend to go to bed late after a late case and even if she wasn't working, she would stay up late. But it was those quiet moments with Jane that Maura valued and would have loved to stay up late with her best friend, but she had other obligations.

She had to go as a representative for the Isles Foundation to do a charity for the Boston Historical Museum. As Jane would say she had to "rub" elbows with others to help gain donations. Many were the usual groups and people she encountered in the past charity events, but a new set of arrivals also came as well.

The main couple of the semi large group seemed to be friends with the governor and they were willing to donate a lot of money. Maura didn't quite catch their name, but their accent reflected another area that sounded vaguely familiar. It definitely wasn't Serbian, but it was a Slavic language that she wasn't quite sure about.

Either way, they didn't seem too interested in the items in the museum. However, Maura did overhear, not eavesdrop, that they were interested in some new items that were coming into the museum; in particular, an item from Egypt. Maura wanted to join the discussion, but she decided to leave because, without Jane, the charity wasn't the same.

Suddenly, Maura heard a knock at the door, snapping her out of her memory of last night. The door then opened to reveal Angela who greeted, "Good morning, Maura!"

"Good morning, Angela," Maura greeted back.

"How was last night? It must have been amazing!"

Maura nodded, "It was very nice, but it would have been nice if Jane joined me."

"I don't think Jane's a museum type of girl," Angela gave a side eye as she walked to the fridge to pull out eggs.

"It wouldn't matter. I just enjoy her company," Maura retorted.

Hearing this, Angela's ears perked slightly at those words and turned around to look at Maura. Ever since Angela moved into Maura's second house, she began to notice the affection between Jane and Maura. Knowing her daughter well enough, Angela noticed that the Jane was very affectionate toward Maura, something that the younger woman didn't do quite often to many people. Somehow, Maura pushed pass her daughter's hard exterior, bringing out a side of Jane that Angela would see rarely.

It brought out a pondering that possibly the two were together but when Angela realized they weren't, she planned to hint about it.

"Maybe next gala, you take her as your date," Angela hinted.

A blush formed on Maura's face then she cleared her throat as she replied, "I'll ask her next time. It might be a good idea."

"Definitely and Jane needs to get out more besides work."

It was that comment that may Maura think about what happened over the course of several years.

It had been rough at first with the return of Casey Jones, trying to get back with Jane. At first, it seemed likely and Maura was going to absolutely devastated but, Jane stepped back. She wasn't sure if Jane did it because Casey wanted her to be a house wife or something else prompted it but, right after, the team almost lost Frost in a horrible car accident.

It seemed like they were going to lose him but with a stroke of luck, he was stable with only a broken arm and leg. He had to intense therapy which Jane and Maura attended either together or switching but, they were there to support him.

Maura did a brief stint in the university where she met Jack, a professor at the school and the relationship was nice but Maura kept comparing him back to a particular Italian. It became apparent that Maura had to break things off because it was no good stringing him along. At the same time, Maura received a head injury which worried her if she would ever be the same again.

Jane was by her side but also dealing some internal conflict of her own. She had a pregnancy scare which turned out to be a false positive but, it made Jane think about her future which lead to the appearance of an Agent Davis from Quantico.

A job offer for Jane and some pushing from Angela, the detective almost took the job to become a teacher for the FBI. Davis even tried to flirt with Jane but, she shut him down fast and eventually, Jane declined the job.

Maura can still remember that day too.

Flashback: Several months ago…

Jane and Maura gathered for their annual movie night. They had dinner earlier and now, they were unwinding from their long day by sharing a glass of wine together. But, there was some tense air between the two for Jane received a call from Quantico about her decision of taking the job offer.

The detective was gone for a couple hours and Maura was going to look for her until finally, Jane called her to ask if they were still on for movie night.

They acted as if nothing happened but finally, Maura couldn't wait anymore with all the anxiety building up about the possibility of Jane being not around.

"Are you going to leave Boston," Maura blurted as Jane was taking a sip of her wine.

Jane's eyes widened but she swallowed the wine then placed the glass down. "I told them that as much as the job opportunity sounds great and all…I said that I love my job as a Boston homicide detective too much," Jane informed her best friend.

Maura felt the tears forming in her eyes. "So, you're not leaving?"

Jane shook her head, "No, I'm not leaving."

In that moment, Maura placed her wine glass on the table quickly and engulfed her best friend in a tight hug. At first, Jane was caught off guard, but she returned the hug whole heartedly, giving Maura a kiss on the top of her head with a bright smile.

It also made Maura think that she felt something more.

Suddenly, Maura's phone began to ring, snapping her from the flashback and Angela sighed, knowing that it was the call of work, meaning Jane would have received the call as well.

"Isles."

"Damn traffic," Jane mumbled as she weaved in and out of traffic, trying to reach the crime scene. She groaned in annoyance and surprisingly, she looked forward to her morning jog with Maura but, at least, she was going to be able to see her best friend at the crime scene.

You miss her, Jane's mind thought.

A blush crept up Jane's cheeks and she rubbed it, trying to get rid of it as if that would really make the blush fade. "She's my best friend…I can't….no shouldn't be having feelings for my best friend…." Jane talked to herself.

But you do.

"This is not the time to have a love intervention."

Just as Jane said that, she pulled up to the crime scene.

It was by the lakeside around some brushes and foliage. It was secluded from the rest of the area, but Jane could easily spot Maura from a mile away. The blonde hair and the beautiful designer red dress with her fancy high heels could be seen by all especially Jane. However, Jane gave a curious look because it seemed that Maura was placed aside with Korsak and Frost next to her.

She walked under the crime scene tape and approached the team. "What do we got," Jane inquired.

"It's pretty brutal, Jane," Korsak answered, gesturing to a very sick looking Barry Frost.

Jane touched her friend's shoulder and asked, "You okay, man?"

Frost cleared his throat and adjusted his tie. He then took in a deep breath and replied, "I'll be fine…I'm going to head the opposite direction and see if I can find anything significant."

He then walked off the opposite direction while Korsak began to lead the two women to the crime scene. "In all my years of doing homicide, I've never seen anything like this," Korsak informed the two. "It might make you two sick."

"I highly doubt this, Sergeant but thank you for the warning," Maura assured with a gentle smile. She then looked at her companion and greeted softly, "Morning Jane."

Jane brought her attention to Maura and greeted back, "Morning Maura. Sorry about the jog."

"No worries. What is the saying after all: no rest for the wicked."

"That's actually correct," Jane gave a small laugh, "but, I haven't seen you in the last two days. Kind of weird not having you around."

"Is that your way of saying you missed me, Detective Rizzoli," Maura said with flirty wink.

The blush that Jane thought faded suddenly resurged with new. Jane tried to play off this wink, unsure if Maura was just being Maura or this was more. She gave a shrug and an awkward laugh as she retorted, "Maybe."

"Alright, I stop here because I saw this once already," Korsak stated loudly, breaking the moment between the two women.

Jane gave a confused look. "You catching Frost's tummy issues," Jane questioned jokingly but when she saw Korsak's serious expression, she knew that it had to be serious. She stepped forward with Maura, passing Korsak and headed toward where the body was.

"I haven't seen the guys this spooked since ya know," Jane informed the medical examiner before she gestured to her hands. Maura gave a sympathetic expression and gave Jane's hand a quick squeeze of assurance, knowing that Jane was talking about Charles Hoyt. They pushed pass the last bit of brush, reaching the crime scene and immediately, Jane gaped at the sight of it.

The crime scene was the epitome of a blood bath.

The body was sprawled out and Maura took notice that one of the arms were missing. Bones could be seen, clothes were completely torn, and organs were missing, prompting Jane to ask aloud, "Did a person do this or an animal?"

"You know I cannot guess," Maura replied as she approached the body. "But, I'm certain that I might need dental records to give you a name for this person."

"Well can you get anything from this body right here?"

Maura crouched down to the body, trying to look at the face but it was so disfigured to a graphic extent that the medical examiner couldn't identify if it was a man or woman. However, in her observation, she noticed a dark piece of hair that was thick from an animal.

"Animal hair," Jane asked curiously.

"Won't be able to confirm it until I go to the lab."

Maura placed the evidence in an evidence bag while Jane was looking around the area. As she moved toward the shore of the lake, she looked out. "Totally out of sight from public eye. Not even any security cameras. Why was our victim here," Jane pondered.

Jane then glanced back at the area that they walked from. Immediately, she noticed that there was no blood trail, indicating that the body wasn't dragged away and yet, there was an arm missing and the body was torn apart.

"It happened here possibly," Jane said aloud.

"Some of the organs are missing," Maura shouted back, prompting Jane to look back at her best friend.

"Some?"

"I can't determine how many, but I only can observe that there's a right ocular, the heart, and I believe a lung." Jane cringed, feeling her own stomach turned now realizing why Korsak stepped back. "I'm going to need to take the body back to the morgue to do further examination," Maura informed Jane.

Jane nodded and placed her hand out to help Maura up from the ground. They then walked out of the area with Jane inquiring, "Is that the worst crime scene you've seen?"

"The worst was the aftermath of Charles Hoyt's attack on you," Maura answered calmly. Jane's eyes darted to her best friend and Maura looked up, giving a small sad smile. "I've seen horrible atrocities, Jane but, seeing you…that's the worst."

Before Jane could reply to Maura's comment, Frost approached, trying to not feel nauseated. He took several steps toward the two and said, "We canvased most of the area and so far, we haven't found much."

"Not even a missing arm?"

Frost shook his head and continued, "Not even close. This place is empty and lacks any other evidence besides the body."

"Great…" Jane sighed.

"Hold up on that," Korsak shouted. "I think I found something."

Jane with Frost and Maura walked toward Korsak, standing by a tree. He gestured toward the branch in front of him, revealing a black rope and something hanging from it. "Is that a necklace," Jane questioned at the sight of it.

"Looks like something," Korsak replied. "Someone's got to climb up there."

Hearing this, Jane looked at Maura quickly and put up a stern finger, "No climbing up trees, Maura."

Maura sighed, trying to control an eye roll that was ready to come but retorted, "Alright."

Jane brought her attention toward Frost. The young man cringed and sighed, "I'm climbing?"

"Yup."

Frost groaned as he took off his blazer, throwing it at Jane as he began to climb up the tree. He stretched out his arm, reaching for the necklace until he finally got a hold on it. He pulled it off the branch, snapping it and climbed slowly down to the ground. "Looks like there's blood on here," Frost announced as Korsak opened the evidence bag, having Frost place the necklace in.

Korsak looked down at the necklace. "It was silver coin with a black leather chain," Korsak tried to determine.

"That's it?"

"I can't tell anything else especially with the blood covering it."

"Have we tried finding witnesses," Jane inquired. "Because if we are just going off a coin on a chain, we are fucked."

"Language," Maura abolished.

Jane gave Maura a side glare and rolled her eyes. "I'm serious though. We are-" Maura nudged Jane causing an exasperated sigh to escape from her lips but corrected herself, "We are screwed."

"We can send some patrol units to canvas but this place is very under the radar."

"Let's hope someone heard something then."

R&I

Unfortunately, as the first couple of hours rolled by, with the detectives trying to canvas the area for any evidence, causing the team to return empty handed. Despite having a body, Maura didn't have much to go on like Jane, leaving her with an unidentifiable body. Taking in the sight, even Susie Chang, one of her main assistants were surprised by the atrocity that came in.

Immediately, Maura sent the hair to get tested and began to have the blood analyzed on the medallion by Kent Drake. Once, she did that, she returned her attention to the body and began the external autopsy.

First observation is the obvious…the body has been mutilated. Skin complexion is hard to identify but currently, I'm seeing a lighter skin color, Maura processed. She continued to go through her observations and looked at the jaw line. "Jawline seems to identify with a female, age relatively unknown," Maura commented to her recording.

"Who or what attacked you?"

Meanwhile, Jane, Frost, Korsak and Frankie gathered in the squad room, talking about what they had so far.

"So out of the patrol cars, we only had several witnesses from the bar about two blocks away," Korsak read from his notebook.

"What did they say," Jane asked as she placed the bloody photo of the crime scene.

"Some bartenders and waitresses heard screams and howls but that's it."

"Howls for real like from dogs," Frankie commented.

"If you saw the body, Frankie, you wouldn't be too surprise about howls," Korsak retorted. "The screams, according to them, sounded like a female's."

"That doesn't give us much still."

Frankie approached the very empty murder board. "What about fingerprints on the victim," Frankie asked.

"Maura most likely started on autopsy and is collecting that with any DNA evidence. This victim was found with thick fur on the body and we found a bloody necklace with weird writing on it. No cameras-"

"So, we thought," Nina Holiday answered.

The detectives turned around to look at her coming out of BRICK with her tablet. She flipped it over and showed a video that was very grainy. "This came about three blocks from the park and the camera is pretty shotty but, I did get something interesting," she explained, pressing the play button.

They watched as a quick time jump where they saw two individuals walking toward the isolated area then a couple minutes later, a strange figure came out and ran off. Jane's eyes widened at the sight and questioned, "What the hell was that?"

"I don't know but it seems to be animal like."

"This case gets weirder and weirder," the Italian remarked. Suddenly, Jane's phone began to vibrate, prompting her to look down to see that the caller ID was Maura. "What's up, Maur," Jane answered.

"Come down to the lab. There's something interesting you have to see," Maura informed.

"I'll be down in five." She then disconnected the call and looked at the others, "Maura found something interesting. I better go down there and find out what."

Jane walked to the elevator, taking down and as the doors closed, the detective leaned back against its wall. She rubbed her forehead then glanced down at her watch, seeing that the morning was going to be over soon.

Maybe, I can catch a quick lunch with Maura, Jane thought. This case is already giving me a headache.

The doors opened to the morgue and she stepped off, walking to the doors of the morgue. She pushed the door open to see her best friend still hunched over the body, placing an organ on the scale. "Hello Jane," Maura greeted without turning around.

"I thought you don't guess," Jane pointed out.

"I heard your clopping," Maura retorted.

Jane smirked and stepped next to Maura who still had her hands on the body. "So, what did you need to show me that was interesting cause I'm already getting weird stuff upstairs," she addressed to Maura.

Maura stepped back, removing her gloves and the specks that covered her eyes from the blood splatter. "Well, let's start with the body and I'll lead into the interesting part in a minute," Maura started. She gestured toward the body, "First and foremost, I cannot determine a cause of death especially with the extensive damage to the body."

"Great…"

"However, based on bone structure, I can give a safe 95% that the victim is a woman and I already sent fingerprints for identification. In addition, I also did dental."

"That's good. So, what's the interesting thing," Jane raised.

"So inpatient."

"You asked me to be here because you found something interesting."

Maura rolled her eyes and gestured toward the table by her laptop. Jane looked down at the evidence to see that it was a clean version of the necklace. "Susie is running DNA on the blood that was on the necklace but, this is why I brought you here. This coin is unique."

"It looks like any other coin and it does have the picture of our first president, George Washington but look at this." Maura then clicked on the computer to show a zoomed image on the screen. "There's a different language on the coin," she pointed out.

Jane looked at the image and squinted her eyes.

"You know that's bad for your eyes."

The detective rolled her eyes and gestured toward the computer, "Well you tell me what it says since you don't want me to read it."

"Squinting is bad and shows that you need to get glasses, Jane." Jane glared at her and Maura sighed, bringing her attention, "It's Romanian based on the database. Though it's a Slavic language like Serbian, it's very hard to speak out loud."

"So, translated it says?"

"It says "Laced with silver, the creature of the moon stays hidden"."

"That's definitely not what it says on the American quarter."

"It's a forgery but a very good one. I would have to do comparisons to a regular quarter to give you any markers if you wish to find the person who made this."

"I would appreciate that and maybe after, we can grab some lunch."

"Oh, we can try that new bistro down the street," Maura suggested happily.

Jane gave a small smile at her friend, seeing the happiness shining through. It was those small moments with Maura that Jane cherished the most; she liked the simplest things and yet, the extravagant as well.

"Then it's a date." Maura's eyes widened at those words, prompting Jane to correct herself quickly, "I mean, you know…we meet up like not a date-"

A tinge of sadness crossed Maura's face which Jane noticed but Maura shook it away with a simple smile. "It's okay, Jane. I understood what you meant. I just need to finish the autopsy and hopefully, by the time our lunch is over that we will have some DNA back."

"Doctor Isles," the two looked over to see Susie Chang rushing in with a worried expression.

"Susie, what's wrong?"

"The computer system locked us out."

"What?"

Maura brought her attention back to her work computer and logged in. She clicked on the current DNA test and immediately, a pop up came on the screen. Jane looked over her shoulder and read the words aloud, ""Access Denied. Restricted." I thought you have clearance to everything?"

"Definitely not everything and even if I type my passcode, it's still locking me out."

"Can you call someone about this?"

"I'll do that and see what evidence brought this alarm up."

"Thanks," Jane said, walking pass Chang to the elevator and heading back up to the Homicide unit's floor.

R&I

"Wait, Maura was locked out of the system," Frankie debriefed.

Jane nodded, "She doesn't know why, and she tried to access it, but it denied her despite being Chief Medical Examiner."

"That's not good," Frost mumbled.

"I know. I bet you its some government idiot too."

"Actually, it's a detective like you," Jane looked up to see a young woman standing at the doorway of the homicide squad room.

Jane stood up from her desk, taking in the sight of the woman. She had auburn shoulder length with dark brown eyes and was slightly shoulder than Jane by a couple of inches. However, this woman definitely dressed different than most detectives that Jane has encountered. Her white button shirt's sleeves were rolled up with a black waistcoat vest over it and she wore dark jeans with her attire and had an old fashion shoulder gun holster.

"And you are," Jane probed.

The other detective pulled out her ID and showed it to Jane.

"Detective Danielle Stevenson, Boston Special Problems Squad and I'm here to take over your murder investigation."

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