A/N: Hey Everyone! I can tell you must have not like my last chapter much, I only got two reviews...OUCH! Oh well. I have actually finished writing out my story so I figured the last few chapters I would go ahead and post one a day. So I hope you enjoy this one. Happy Readings =o)


Another day of useless leads led Jane, Frost and Korsak back to their desks in the bullpen feeling defeated like they are never going to catch this person that was targeting gay women coming out of clubs late in the evening or early in the morning.

Sitting across from Jane at his desk Frost asked, "I thought Dr. Isles was going to have those test results from the DNA found under our victim's nails."

"Yeah, I thought so too. It sure is taking longer than it normally should." Korsak chimed in.

"I was just thinking the same thing too. If there is DNA found then it could crack this case wide open and we can hopefully catch this fucker." Jane was now getting overly frustrated at how this person doing the killings has been able to elude them for this long.

"Why don't you go on down to Maura's office and see if she might have anything yet on the DNA? We can handle this paperwork for now." Korsak said.

"Sure thing Sergeant." Standing up and smiling, Jane headed over to the elevator and headed down to Maura's office. While on the way down she caught herself humming along to the cheesy elevator music, again. It's kinda sad when going to see Maura makes me this happy that I want to hum along to this crappy music. Oh well I guess that's what love does to you. She smiled the whole time the thought was in her mind.

Stepping out of the elevator Jane headed right for the ME's office. The door was closed so she knocked announcing her presence.

"Come in. Jane, just the person I wanted to see."

Jane stepped fully into the office closing the door behind her. "Well Dr. Isles, you're the person I wanted to see too." Walking up behind Maura, who was standing at her bookshelf looking for a medical journal, and put her arms around the blonde's waist and pulled her closing kissing her on the neck.

"Well I missed you too."

"I never said anything about missing you." Maura couldn't see the smile that was gracing Jane's lips. "Korsak actually sent me down here to see if you had any information on the scrapings you found under the victim's nails.

"Oh." Feeling dejected at the thought that Jane didn't miss her she turned around noticing the smile and dimples on Jane's face.

"And I missed you."

Maura leaned forward and gave Jane a kiss allowing it to linger longer than what was appropriate for them being at work. Pulling away from Jane she headed towards her desk and sat down opening her computer to pull up the lab findings from the nail scrapings. "You actually came down at a good time. I was just about to text you to come down so I could tell you the findings on the nail scrapings."

"Were you able to extract any DNA from what you were able to scrape?"

"Yes actually. I apologize for it taking a day longer than it should have but this was a time consuming process to be able to pull DNA out of the skin cells that were found under the victim's nails."

"So we got DNA?"

"Yes." Trying her best not to start jumping around Maura's office for joy she asked, "So do we have any matches to the DNA?"

"Yes we do. The DNA under the victim's nails belongs to a Chris Jacobs."

"This asshole finally messed up," looking over towards the morgue, "thanks Diana, you did great. I gotta go Maur, back up to the bullpen. We finally may have the final piece to close this case. Now we have to start looking for this asshole."

Before Maura could even say bye or see you later Jane was headed out her office door and back up to the bullpen. The wait in the elevator for getting back up to the bullpen was about to drive Jane crazy. Tapping her foot, she was doing everything in her power to speed up the elevator to no avail. As soon as the elevator opened she was busting through the doors of the bullpen. Frost and Korsak looked up trying to find what sounded like a bull going through a china shop.

"Maura and her team did it! They were able to extract DNA from the nail scrapings and we now have a name to go with this asshole."

"What's his name so we can see if he has a record?" Frost asked waiting to tap away on the keys to bring up their suspect on the screen.

"His name is Chris Jacobs."

Tapping away on the keys Frost was able to bring up a profile on Chis Jacobs to the large screens on the wall so they could get a better look at him. "Well our witness did a pretty good job making out the profile of the person in the car. He has a short buzzed haircut and has a stocky build. I mean we can't go just based on that but his DNA speaks louder."

"Look up and see what kind of vehicle is registered to Mr. Jacobs." As soon as Korsak asked, Frost's fingers were flying across the keyboard bring up the suspect's vehicle registration. "Looks like our suspect here owns a black 2004 Ford Crown Victoria."

"The type of vehicle our victim's fiancé was able to make out in her rearview mirror minus the make and model of the car. What's his previous record?" Jane asked.

Tapping some more keys, Frost brought up the criminal record of Chris Jacobs. "Looks like our suspect has spent some time in jail for rape charges. Release a little over a year ago."

"Well if it wasn't for that we probably would have never had a match for DNA."

"What's the address so we can go pick this asshole up?" Korsak asked. "I'm going to call in some backup because I have a feeling this guy isn't coming unless he puts up a fight."

Nodding in agreement Jane read the address off the screen that Frost had just brought up. "Look like our suspect lives at 629 Maple Street."

All three stood at the same time and checked to make sure their guns were secured in their holsters and their badges in place. Korsak placed a call in for the needed backup and they headed to the elevators to head out and catch the suspect.


Pulling up to the house, Jane noted the neighborhood was not in the best of conditions. Typical area for an ex-convict. Pulling up to the curb, the detectives got out of the car and walked back towards their extra help that came in the form of an extraction team. Talking over their plan with the extraction team they decided on their plan of course. The three detectives walked up to the front door each with their guns drawn and aimed at the front door. Noting the suspect's vehicle in the driveway they knew he was going to be home and probably surprised at their arrival.

Korsak leaned up against the wall to the right side of the door and Jane and Frost leaned up against the wall to the left of the door. Korsak reached his right arm out and banged loudly on the door. "OPEN UP. BOSTON HOMICIDE!"

Waiting a minute before trying again they could hear restless footsteps on the inside of the house of a person who was not sure what to do. Reaching his right arm out and banging loudly on the door again "BOSTON HOMICIDE. OPEN UP OR WE'RE COMING IN!"

Hearing more shuffling on the inside of the house the person on the other side shouted "I'm not coming out unless you fuckers come in and take me out."

Korsak waved for the extraction team to come over and do what they planned. As the extraction team came up the walkway the three detectives were backing away from the door to allow them the room they needed.

The extraction team busted down the door throwing in a smoke canister inside incase the suspect wanted to put up a fight. The suspect was unable to put up a fight with all his coughing and choking from the smoke and was taken out in cuffs by the extraction team who took him and placed him in the police cruiser that was waiting to take him to BPD.

The three detectives wanted to start celebrating right then and there but they knew they needed to interrogate the suspect and break him down and get him to confess. Heading back to the station each detective was quiet, lost in their own thoughts at the battle that was about to come of the interrogation.


Knowing his interrogation techniques were not up to par as Jane's and Korsak's, Frost decided he would observe the interrogation from behind the one way mirror. Grabbing the files on all the victims Jane headed into the interrogation room with Korsak close on her heels. Each took their respective seats in front of their suspect, Chris Jacobs.

Jane slammed the files down in front of her catching the suspect off guard and making him jump a little but he put his hard face back on. Opening each file Jane removed the photo of each dead girl and placed them in front of Chris letting him look at his work, again. "Have you seen these women before?"

A wicked smile crossed the lips of Chis Jacobs that almost turned into a snarl when he looked at the photos in front of him. "Yeah, I sure do. What the fuck is it to you?"

"Well these women are dead and I'm a homicide detective so that makes it a lot to me. How did you know these women?"

"I fucked them."

Korsak interjected before Jane could, "Was that before or after you killed them?"

"I'm not into necrophilia so I fucked them while they were alive."

"So you admit to killing them then?" Jane asked surprised at how easily this man was giving himself up.

"Yeah, I sure do. I hate lesbians."

"Well Mr. Jacobs whether you hate them or not, that doesn't give you any reason to go around killing women who prefer to be with other women." Korsak said.

"Oh I have my reasons detective."

"And what reason do you have to justify what you did to these women?" Jane asked wondering what was going through this man's head.

"My mom and dad were the perfect couple. I was really close to my father. Well my bitch of a mom one day decided to up and go fuck around with another woman. She ended up leaving my father and divorcing him. My father was so devastated because he loved her, he ended up killing himself. Any woman who chooses another woman over a man doesn't deserve to live."

"Well I hate to tell you this asshole, the law says you're wrong so now you get to spend the rest of your life in jail. Hope you don't end up like your father." With that said Jane called in the officers to come take Chris Jacobs to jail.

"Great job. We got this asshole finally. Let's head to the Robber and get some drinks. I think we deserve them." Korsak said. The three detectives finished up what was needed to be done and headed to the Robber for some much needed alcohol relief.


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