A/N:Hey guys! sorry for the long wait. I've been really backed up with school and looking for college and family vacation I forgot to post this. I would really like to thank wonderwoman808. you have just kept me going and helped me clear my head against all the negative comments. I would also like to thank a few reviewers who are enjoying this story and are sticking up for me with. You know who you guys are. I also would like to ask anyone, and i mean anyone, who has any extra ideas for this story or my other story to let me know! with all that said here is the next chapter! enjoy :)

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Chapter 6

'What the hell?' Maura thought as she started waking up. 'Where am I?' She tried to move 'Crap why does that hurt.' She finally opened her eyes and saw her situation. She was in a moldy smelling, cold basement of some sorts, both hands handcuffed above her head to two hooks on either side of her head and was lying on a mattress. Her purple silk pajamas were intact for the most part, a few cuts here and there, but covering her none the less.

"What the hell happened?" Maura said to what she thought was an empty room. "Glad to see you awake Maura. I've missed you darling" Ian said as he walked out of the shadows over to the bed where she was laying. "You've been out for a while now. But now that you are awake we can catch up for lost times." Ian's voice trailed off as he leaned down and tried to kiss Maura lips. Maura moved her head so that he only got her cheek. "Ian, stop. There is no 'us'. I don't love you. Stop!" Maura exclaimed as she felt Ian's hands running down her body. Ian slapped her hard. "You do love me! You will always love me. That stupid beat cop doesn't deserve you! I will make sure he will never want you again!" He ripped her pajama top right off and she yelped at the sudden coldness that courses over her body.

Frankie was pacing up and down the hallway. "Oh my God, how did this bastard just disappear? How did no one see him carry Maura out?" He asked to himself. He was kicking himself because he knew Jane was right. Jane's always right. "I shouldn't have left her. Why did I think that things would be different with two detectives watching outside? Ian clearly out smarted me. Why did I let him do that?" He looked up. "God why am I so stupid? I just lost my whole world. She's my life and I FUCKING LOST HER!" He murmured as he hit the wall hard. Twice. "FUCK! GOD DAMN IT!" He swore under his breath and tried to walk calmly to the bathroom. He rinsed off his now bloody knuckles. He took a breath. 'Okay. I can't do this anymore. I need to breathe and keep my head up high and look for Maura. I can't beat myself up anymore. It's getting me nowhere.' He thought as he looked into his reflection in the mirror. "I'm fucking coming for you Ian. And when I find you I will personally make your life HELL! Just wait." He said calmly than walked out of the bathroom to find his precious Maura.

Maura couldn't stop sobbing. Ian went to god knows where and she was alone again, curled up in a ball, sobbing. "Please, Frankie. Find me. I love you. Please come soon." She managed to choke out silently. Maura knew that Jane and Frankie would tear apart Boston to find her... Was she still in Boston? What if he left the state? The country? She had no idea where she was. There was a small window in the room and a door. Outside it looked just like a woodsy area. A few trees and leaves on the ground. 'This could be anywhere' she thought. 'Ian could have brought me to…Florida for all I know.' Maura heard a door open and footsteps coming her way. "Crap" she said under her breath.

"Good you're up. I got you some food. But I'm going to have to feed you because you are smart enough to know how to kill me with the plastic silverware I have." Ian snapped as he pulled out the Chinese food. "You like Sesame Chicken and White Rice correct?" He asked half questioning and half not caring. "Yes that's fine. Umm… Can I have some um some water please?" Maura asked with fear in her voice. She didn't want to make Ian angry, well anymore angry than he already was. "Yeah. I'll be right back." Ian said as he walked out of the room. Maura let out a breath that she didn't know she was holding. 'Please hurry Frankie. Please! Please find me. Please.' She silently begged as a single tear rolled down her face.

"Okay. What do we have?" Frankie asked. "The crime lab confirmed the blood on you counter was Maura's and the note had the same handwriting as the first one." Frost answered. "Are we assuming it was Ian?". "Yes, that would be a safe bet….Did we run all of his aliases?" Jane questioned. She had something but she couldn't put her finger on it. "All but one. I just found it an hour ago." Frost as he pulled a passport picture up on the screen. "Is that him?" Frankie asked clenching his fists tightly. "Yeah it's him and-" Jane cut herself off as she looked down at Frankie's hand. "Frankie… What happened to your hand?" she walked over to Frankie and took his swollen hand in hers. "I umm I lost a fight with the wall."Frankie mumbled. Jane slapped the back of his head and shook her head, "The wall will always win and there better not be any blood on the wall or Cavanaugh will have your ass for it". "Gee thanks sis... Very caring of you" Frankie mumbled.

Korsak got up from his desk and walked over to the fighting siblings and said "Stop it you two, we need to focus on Maura right now". He turned to Frost "Please tell me you found something". Frost looked to Korsak, "We'll I was waiting for the show to end, but yes I did." Frankie's brow furrowed "What did you find?!" Frost swiveled his computer screen so the whole gang could see it. "I found three credit card entries under Ian's most recent alias. One from a gas station in Worchester. Another from a grocery store in Quincy and a coffee shop in-" "Boston..." Frankie finished. Jane put a hand on Frankie's shoulder "He was here Jane, he really took her... and I was so naïve to think I could leave her side for more than five seconds." His head fell into his hand. "It's okay Frankie; we can find Maura and put Ian behind bars where he belongs." Jane said confidently.

"What do you mean you used my card?! You know they can trace credit numbers and shit!" "Look I'm sorry boss, I don't know what to say..." "We'll I said your next mistake would be your last..." Ian raised his gun to the smaller man's head. What felt like a minute later Maura heard the loud bang of a gun and a loud thud of what she perceived to be a dead body. She cringed at the sound if the gun and again at the slam of the basement door opening.

Maura laid on the cold mattress in what little clothes she had left on. She could feel the bones in her nose dislocated and she had the pools of blood next to her to prove it. But the worst part was the ache in her heart at the feeling that Ian was right. No one would ever want her after he was done with her... especially not Frankie Rizzoli. God, how could he even look at her again...

Shootskis! Things are getting intense now! Please review. Thanks! I'll most likely post the next chapter tomorrow.