A/N: I again apologize if there are mistakes in this chapter. If you let me know, I'll be sure to change it. Reviews are highly appreciated and welcomed :D Hope you continue to enjoy this story :D...
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What am I doin' here? "Why do we have to go to Southie, again?" Faith mumbles as she and her girlfriend steps out of the cab in her old neighborhood. It's looked different from what she remembered and yet it looked the same.
"Jane Rizzoli live in Southie when she first became a cop. I'm just trying to get somewhat a personal background on her. She's going to be harder than Maura to get through, and she's a cop. I'm pretty sure she knows who you are."
"You guys talking 'bout the detective chick?" The two women turn their heads towards the voice behind them. A tall, blonde, green-eyed medium built and blonde scruff on his face. He was very attractive and he walked around with a green hoodie and black jeans. He stared at Faith for a moment before he smiles. "Faith? Faith Lehane?"
Skeptical, Faith raises an eyebrow. He looks familiar, but then again everybody knew me around here. "Yeah. Who's askin'?"
He speads out his arms and looks at himself up and down before looking back at the brunette. "It's me, Liam."
Faith eyes widen, reconizing the man in front of her. Dayum. "Liam? Shit man, how's it been?" Her voice becomes surprisingly excited as she runs to give him a big hug. Willow stands awkwardly, but can't help but smile as she sees the grin on her girlfriend's face. Faith breaks the hug and steps back, looking at the tall man. "Man, you grew up."
Liam looks Faith up and down with a grin. "Same could be said for you. That ass is better than I remember."
Faith rolls her eyes. "You would know, you followed me around like a little scrawny puppy." She remembers her girlfriend behind her self and steps aside to introduce. "Will, this my old friend Liam. Liam, this my girlfriend Will."
They smile at each other and shakes hands. Liam eyes trail over Willow's frame before turning back to Faith. "Girlfriend huh? Now I know why you turned me down so many times. Battin' for the other team, Lehane?"
"More like you were a pain in my ass. Always cheatin' off my school work." She give him a punch in the arm. A little to hard as he stumbles back a little. "Shit. My fault."
"Don't worry about it. Besides, you were a genius in school. Never understood why you dropped out." He tries to get his footing back. "So, I guess you're here for the funeral."
Faith smile fades as her eyebrows furrow. "Funeral?"
Liam's smile disappears as well. "You didn't hear? Paul, Jordan, Dean, Emma, Craig, Neil, Alex and Anthony, Shauna, Chelsea. They've all been killed man."
Faith heart stops for a moment. Oh my god. "Killed? What the fuck? Are you serious? When?"
Liam shakes his head with sadness. "It's been happenning over the past week. Two holes to the neck, probably the ol' icepic thing. I figured that's why you were wondering about the Rizzoli chick. She's the lead detective on the case. Her and that Frost boy. Shit, if she was still living over here, she would have been takin' out by one of these rookies."
Faith turns to Willow, hoping she knew what they hell was going on. Willow just shakes her head. My friends. Someone killed my friends. "What about this Rizzoli chick? She used to live around here?"
"Well, you know we didn't get alotta Italians over there, but you know how things change. Detective Rizzoli's well famous around this city you might say. One of the best cops this town has seen. Major balls to shoot herself to take out some dirty cop to save her little brother and her little friend. Maura Isles, remember the genius kid we grew up hearing ab out. Queen of the Dead I think they call her now."
Faith leans foward towards the cabbie. "Queen of the Dead, huh? We heard about them two."
"Yeah, but it may be a good thing she left when she did. She coulda been in some serious trouble if she was still over here."
"Why?"
Liam shrugs. "The Winter Hill Gang are tryin' to come back, but with an upgrade. That's why they were being killed off. Decendents of the Irish mobs in Boston are tryin to revive the mobs. Most of our friends are related to mobsters and takin' over people like Montorano, Joe Mac, Nicholson, Red, Doyle, Polecat, Blumkin, Poker Face. Some of the old ones are still M.I.A. like Doyle, Motorano and some others. Some think Doyle is still around in Boston, though no one knows where or why. The guy's like a phantom. Anyways, next thing I know, all the newbies are being knocked off. Meaning alot of our friends."
Faith stares at her friend, surprised by all the information that she just got. Does that mean Maura's in trouble? Shit, am I in trouble? No one knows we're Doyle's kids though. "Man, you gonna be alright?"
Liam shrugs with a forced grin. "I'm good. My father may be Vince 'Slapstick' Connor, I ain't joining no damn gang. I own a pub and I don't plan on changing careers anytime soon. But you in the clear too, right? Not like your parents were apart of the mob and I think you came all the way back to Boston to join either."
Faith grins too. "Nah, I'm just visiting, showing my girlfriend around. I'll see you around alright?"
Liam pulls her in for another hug. "Yeah. Stop by my bar. It's called the Green Chugs."
"Yeah I will." She pulls away. Willow waves her goodbye and they walk along the street holding hands. "That's crazy man. My friends killed. Like what the hell?"
Willow expression sadden. "I'm sorry Faith."
Faith shakes her head, trying not to let her emotions get the best of her. "Maura should be okay. I mean, she's not apart of the mob, right?" Willow confirms. "And I doubt anyone knows that Maura's Doyle daughter." She takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. "Look, let's just head home. I'm gonna patrol tonight or I'll snap. Dawn'll to pic me up."...
Dawn sits in the parked her car down the block from the police station since early that morning. She didn't have much of a plan since she was only supposed to keep tabs on the older Det. Rizzoli. She didn't want to sit in the car all day not knowing when the other woman was going to leave again. She had to do something. She's not coming out anytime soon.
She gets out of the car onto the cold air, grabbing a brown paper bag and starts to head down the street. She keeps her eyes open, but also discreet, trying to see if Maura or Jane(Barry or Frankie) were around. They weren't so she decides to step inside the precint and heads over to the uniformed cop at the front by the metal detector.
"Excuse Ma'am."
Ma'am? "Hi. I'm here to see Dr. Maura Isles." Dawn brightly smiles. Come on, let this work.
"And you are?"
"Her new neighbor. I just moved here and I came to drop off lunch for her." Dawn pulls out her I.D. and shows it to the officer and hold up the bag of food.
The guy checks on the I.D. and nods, handing it back. "Take the elevator down to the medical examinatner's office." He hands her a visitor's name tag. "Hope you didn't eat lunch yet." He jokes.
Huh? Dawn walks through the metal detector without problems and head in for the elevator. She presses the right floor and as the door closes her phone rings. "Shit." She pulls out her phone and answers. "Hey."
"Hey Dawnie, Faith and I are back to the house." Willow voice came over the phone. "Faith's about to go patrol later and she's gonna need you to pick her up when she's done."
The elevator doors open up and she steps off and looks at the directory for the right room. "It's five thirty now. It'll get dark probably in an hour."
"Yeah she just wanted to take her mind off some things. You still by the precint?"
"Yeah, just waiting in the car. I take it cops don't get out much, huh? I'll pick her up." Dawn stops in front of the glass door, seeing Maura covered in blue covering standing over a pale dead body and a scapel in hand. "Yeah, I gotta go. She's gettin' coffee right now." Without waiting for a response, she shuts the cellphone and walks in the room.
"Dr. Isles." Dawn smiles cheerily.
Maura quickly looks up, a sharp intake of breath, startled by the younger woman. Her hand tightens up on her scapel, prepared for anything. "Dawn. It's nice- what are you doin' here?"
"Well, I wanted to um, apologize for last night. And I brought you dinner." Dawn holds up the paper bag.
Maura relaxes a slightly, but still keeps alert. "Thank you. That's very considerate of you." She watches as Dawn places the bag on the counter by the sink. The younger girl seems oddly calm, considering where she's at. Most people have some sort of reaction, whether positive or negative. "I'm sorry if this bothers you."
"Don't worry, I've seen worse." Oops."I mean, the crazy things they show on televison now a days."
Maura presses her lips in a thin line, knowing that the younger girl is lying, but she promised Jane she wouldn't say anything. She said tonight when she gets home she'll explain. "Is there something else, Ms. Summers?"
"Please call me Dawn." The brunette steps closer to the body, not even paying much attention to it. "Actually, I wanted your opinion on something. Barry or Frankie?"
"Excuse me?"
"I mean, I chatted with Frankie longer so I know him slightly more, but Barry seems to have potential as well. One has that cute, charming, Italian persona, in the sweetheart kind of fashion. And the other one has this intelligence that just shows you know and adorable. I get the feeling you won't be byass since one is you're best friend's brother and the other is your best friend's partner."
"Well, it's quite the opposite infact. I would like not to get involved, for one of the facts that choosing between the two would place me, as well as my friend Jane in an awkward place." Maura pauses as she places the scapel down on the table. "I don't seem to remember mentioning that Detective Frost was Jane's partner."
Dawn freezes for a moment, looking away from the doctor. But before she could give an explaination, the door opens and Frankie walks in finely dressed and stop as soon as he sees the beautiful brunette from the night before.
"Dawn." His voice sounded a little too hopeful than he'd like. Then he remembers that his five minutes of not guarding Maura could have left her in danger, especially if Dawn was a potential threat. "What are you doin' here?"
"I uh, actually came to see you." Dawn put on a smile that wasn't completely fake as she lies through her teeth. "I didn't know if I was gonna see you again, so I decided to come by. Hoping that you would to have dinner with me when you're free."
"Studies show that biochemical odors, voice pitch, and face shape are many factors for sexual attraction. In fact, if you were to take a wiff of each other's natural odors while it's relatively clean, such as coming right out of the shower, and you were to be arouse, that is indeed good chemistry." Why did I just do that? I should be keeping them together not putting Frankie in a situation where his life could potentially be at risk.
Dawn stares at Maura's bluntness while Frankie turns a shade of red. He never really got bluntly spoken about with Maura, so he was in serious embarassment.
"Thank you, Maura." Frankie turns from the doctor and back to Dawn. "I would like to go out to dinner with you."
Dawn beams up and pulls out a piece a paper and a pen. "Great. Well here's my number and let me know when you're free so we can hook up. For dinner I mean." She hands him the paper and leaves heads quickly for elevator. Oh man. Faith is gonna kill me...
Frankie placing the paper in his pocket, he looks up at Maura, making sure she was okay. "Are you okay? She didn't hurt you did she?"
Maura shakes her head. "No. I'm fine. I'm just confused. Jane keeps stalling on telling me what's going on. It has something to do with me, I have a right to know."
"Trust me Maura, Jane's gonna tell you." He takes a seat in a chair near the door and continues to read a magazine he was reading earlier. "Frost called. He said that Faith just went to a cemetary. She's just wandering around. Perhaps she's looking for a grave or something. Paying respects. Jane's on her way to meet him just in case it's something else."
"We're going."
Frankie looks up from the magazine, not sure if he heard right. "What?"
"I'm not sitting around not doing nothing. I want to see why this woman is such a threat. Now, after I sew this man up, we will be joining Jane and Barry on the stake-in."
He sighs. "It's stakeout, Maura." Jane's gonna kill me...
The sooner I stake 'em, the sooner I can sleep with my girlfriend and get a good night sleep. Sort of. It was nightfall and Faith couldn't help but feel odd as she walked through the cemetary and see not one vampire. Sure it wasn't the Hellmouth, but there had to be something.
Her cellphone goes off. What now? "Hello?"
"Hey." Dawn voice comes over the phone. She yawns a little, Faith sympathizing knowing she's been up since this morning. "I'm in the car, wondering if you needed anyhelp. How's patrol?"
Faith humorlessly snorts a little. "Dead. Not one vamp, demon, mugger. Shit, I remember Boston was hoping a little better than ths."
"Hmm." Dawn clucks her tongue, something she picked up her Giles when would be thinking. "Big Bad maybe?"
"This ain't the Hell-" Before she could finish explaining, Faith gets knocked to the ground from behind, dropping her cell phone. What the fuck? She feels a body on top of her, her own body tingling all over. Vamp. She knocks the vampire back off of her and picks up her
"Faith? Faith what's goin' on?"
Faith stares down at the vampire climbing to his feet. "Yeah, gonna have to call you back." She shuts and tuck it in her pocket, while swiftly pulling out stake from her belt.
"Slayer!" The vampire hissed.
"Damn straight!" Faith give the vampire a spinning back kick to his head, but he unexpectingly blocks it and counter with a right hook to the face. He lands it.
Huh. Alright. She then back up a little, not holding back when she pours down rains of punches. She kicks his legs out, making fall on his back and she jump on top of him to stake.
"Faith!" The newly familiar voice shouted.
Faith looks up and sees Maura running over, with Frankie right behind her. Maura? Shit! How am I- Once again cut off, she once again gets tackled to the ground, but not by a vampire. She and who ever just attack wrestle across the ground, getting further and further from the vampire.
"Stay down on the ground and drop the stick!" The raspy voice that she's already begun to hate. Not because it was annoying or wasn't sexy, but because the woman that shouted it behind her was going to be a pain in her ass.
Faith stayed on her stomach, knowing there was a gun pointed to her head. The stake gets kicked out of her hand by Barry and he follows by patting her down. "Keep touching me like that, I don't know how my friend Dawnie's gonna feel about it." She turns back towards the beaten up vampire and sees Maura heading towards the souless demon, concerned with Frankie still behind her.
"Sir, can you hear me?"
"I said, drop the stick!"
Faith eyes widen with fear and she jumps up qucikly, knocking Barry over, picks up her stake and kicks Jane's gun out of line of sight before any of them could blink. "Maura don't-"
Maura looks down to where Faith was and is surprised that she's stnding and not even cuffed. Before she could take in the whole scene of Barry knocked over and Jane's no longer pointed at the ex-con, a hand quickly wraps around her neck, choking for air. The vampire stands up, now in his 'game face', pulling Maura close to him, using her as a human shield. The Slayer comes to the surface, seeing her sister taken hostage by a vampire, then power inside had to unleash a furious growl.
Jane looks from Faith to Maura at the mention of her name and immediately draws her gun to the man behind her best friend and all she see is red. "Move away now! I won't warn you again."
"Put you guns down. Shooting him won't work." Faith panics a little. She hated when happy trigger, pissed off cops got in the middle of her slayer.
Frankie and Barry draw their guns as well. Frankie only stands a few feet away behind with a clear shot, but he knows he can't shoot, since the guy had not weapon. Barry, on the other hand came up right beside Faith, squints at the vampire's face. What the hell?
"Jane. Look at his face." Barry's voice filled with fear and he couldn't even disguise it even if he tried.
Jane actually pays attention to the vampire's face and is startled. Holy Shit! The guy's face consists of a rigid forehead, yellow eyes and sharp fangs. "The fuck?"
"Jane, what is it?" Frankie voice, filled with deep worry. He wanted to know what they were seeing 'since he couldn't see his face.
"You wouldn't believe if I told you."
The vampire, predatorily holds Maura, but makes sure to not physically harm her. He looks at Faith and grins. "An Dark Slayer." His voice has a thick Irish accent to it.
Faith darkly grins back. "I told Spike I was famous."
"An 'Bás na hÉireann Dubh' An bhfuil Anseo!" The vampire sneers at the slayer, pulling Maura closer. "Na Banríona..."
Before he could continue, an arrow flies right through his head from the side, knocking both him and Maura to the ground. Maura quickly gets up from his grasp and runs immediately towards Jane, who pulls her in before putting her behind her for safety.
Seeing the vampire hit the ground, Faith quickly runs over to the vampire and stake him. He dusts. Her breathing's hard and her adrenaline has her on a serious high. She tries to calm down The Slayer, letting her know eveything was okay.
"Faith!" Dawn runs over with a crossbow in hand, not paying attention to the three detectives and medical examiner. "You okay? Do I need to call Willow?"
Faith looks at the her friend and nods as her breathing slows down. "Yeah." She turns around and sees the four others staring at her wide-eyed and learly shocked. Shit! "Uh, I can explain that."
A/N: Wonder how Faith is gonna get out of this one lol...