Hello again, hope you are enjoy this story as much as I have been enjoying writing it which is why there is a second chapter update today. Once I got started I just couldn't stop. This chapter is also pretty violent, but I promise this story will lighten up.
Still don't own Rizzoli and Isles. Just giving our two favorite ladies a little twist.
When the M.E. comes too again there is a dull ache behind her eyes. There is also something warm and sticky dripping from the side of her head and onto her shoulder. Not one to guess but she still makes the definitive conclusion that the latest blow to the head has split her scalp and is bleeding pretty heavy. I have to get out of here. I cannot let this deranged man hurt Jane. He has already told her numerous times that he wants Jane dead not her, he would settle for the honey blonde if he had to but his target is Jane.
Maura pulls on the restraints to no avail, they are extremely tight near to the point of not allowing adequate blood flow to her extremities. There is also a stinging on her chest just above her left breast. She looks down to see about a four inch deep gash slashed across her creamy skin. A small tear rolls down her cheek. She looks around the small dank room trying to see if there is any possible way out other than the one door. Her eyes grow wide when she hears the locks on the other side of the door strat to click open. He's back.
"Good evening Dr. Isles. Glad to see you are awake. If you keep pulling little stunts like the one you pulled while I was making the video for Jane, you will continue to suffer at my hand." She walks into the room and squats down in the chair next to honey blonde. He ghosts his hands up and down the sides of her body. "I think you will be happy to know our little game has officially begun. The package was delivered to Jane a few hours ago. Care to guess at how long it takes her to find you?"
"I never guess." She says in the most even tone she can muster.
"Oh come on, it'll be fun." The man in black stands and pulls the knife back out of his pocket. He light presses the tip of the blade to the M.E.'s neck.
"She won't be coming for me. I told her to stay away." She says through gritted teeth. Her hands have a white knuckle grip on the arms of the chair.
"She'll come. It's what she does, especially for you." He stalks around the chair.
"I wouldn't be so sure of that." She takes a quick glance up at her capture.
"Do you want to know why she will come?" Maura continues to look straight ahead not acknowledging the question. "I'm going to tell you anyway. See for a brilliant detective and a genius doctor you two are clueless. I have watched you both for years, ever since Dr. Hoyt asked me to be his proxy should he not be able to finish the job he started. He always takes couples because it's just more fun seeing the terror in the other ones eyes as they watch the one they love most be tortured. And honestly I have never encountered any two people who love each other more than the two of you. And I am dumbfounded as to how you two cannot see what is clearly right in front of you." The blade runs down the honey blonde's right arm, hard enough to leave a small red trail behind.
"Jane does not feel the way you think she does about me." Maura's blood runs cold the moment the man states he is doing this all under the instruction of Hoyt. Both women had put him out of their mind after Jane killed him. She cannot lie about how she feels about Jane and the man is correct in his assessment of her feelings for Jane. But she does not see how he thinks the brunette feels the same. Sure they are together a lot and there are some touches that linger a little too long, but Jane would have said something. Wouldn't she? Has she felt this way and I was just too scared to lose her to tell her how I feel and see if she feels the same.
"I think you'll find she does. And when she comes for you." She can see the sleaziest smile she has ever seen through the man's ski mask. "I am going to make you watch me kill her."
"Don't you fucking dare touch her! I swear you point one finger on her and I will kill you myself! You want to kill someone take me. I'm right fucking here!" She shouts louder than she ever has in her entire life. She has no clue what has gotten into her but the mention of this foul man killing the person she loves most flipped a switch. She is pulling against the restraints on the arms and legs of the chair so hard she is tearing her own skin. She is positive if the chair weren't bolted to the floor she would have turned herself over.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk Dr. Isles." The back of his hand smack forcefully against her cheek. Before he takes the knife and slashes into her right thigh. "You should know better than to threaten me by now." He stands before giving her a swift kick in the ribs.
The M.E. cannot hold the tears at bay, and with the wind knocked out of her she cannot respond. She is pretty sure she now has at least one cracked rib to go along with the new gash to her thigh and the contusion to her cheek. She watches the man leave and lets herself openly sob as she hears the locks clicking back into place.
Jane hasn't moved from the chair Korsak set her in an hour ago. She has made Frost replay that video at least a dozen times. Korsak had left to let Lieutenant Cavanaugh what was going on. He told Korsak to take lead on this and that even though Jane shouldn't be involved in this investigation he knows no a single person on this earth will hold her back from finding Maura.
"Cavanaugh wants me to take lead on this one." He holds up his hand as the brunette jumps out of her chair. "Listen, he isn't taking you off this case. He didn't even suggest it, this is a personal attack on you Jane. He knows no one could keep you from finding Maura. So what have we got?"
"The lab results came back and the particulates and dust are a mixture of Limestone and Slag. Susie said they fine mixture indicates it's likely from cement. So we have a long road head. There are hundreds of construction companies and sites throughout the city. She is going to run a more detailed analysis to see the components are part of a specific type of cement and we can then cross reference that to start with."
Jane runs her hands through her hair and turns back to the screen. All she can see is the terror on Maura face and the obvious wounds scattered over her body. What is eating her up right now is know that sick bastard put his hands on her. Her Maura. The one person on this planet she would do anything for. If she could trade places with the woman she loves she would do it in a heartbeat.
"Frost, how's it coming with the video? Anything in the room that can give us an indication of a location?" The brunette places her hands on the desk and bows her head. The tears that threaten to fall are become harder and harder to hold back.
"Janie! Oh my god, I just heard. How are you holding up sweetie?" The Rizzoli matriarch blows past everyone in BRIC, she knows she isn't allowed to be in there but to hell with that. Her baby needs her. She quickly wraps her arms around her daughter.
"Ma." Her voice cracks and when the strong arms of her mother wrap around her she has no choice but to completely crumple. The strong detective shakes uncontrollably and grips the back of her mother's blouse. "I have to find her. I love her, Ma." Her voice is softer than she ever thought possible.
"I know baby, we all love Maura. And you will find her I know you will." Angela rubs Jane's back trying to soothe her daughter. She knows nothing is going to make this okay, nothing she says or does right now will take away the agony her daughter is feeling. They think she is stupid that she doesn't see the small gestures, the lingering touches, how every guy they date is never right. She doesn't say anything because neither women has told her how they truly feel about the other.
Jane pulls herself together enough to release her hold on her mother. "Thanks, Ma. We don't have much to go on at the moment but I think someone needs to call her mother. Is there any."
"Of course, I have Constance's number I will give her a call." Before the detective could finish her mother cut her off. "Do you need anything else?"
"Could you possibly feed Bass and go get Jo Friday from my place?"
"Of course." Angela gave Jane one more quick hug before turning on her heel and leaving.
Jane lets out a shaky breath before standing walking over to stand before the screen. She shakes her head as she takes in the scene before her. Oh Maura. I will find you, I will fix this. Just hold on a little longer. She squints at the bottom right corner of the screen up against the desk is what appears to be some sort of flyer.
"Hey Frost can you try and zoom in on the desk?"
"I'll do my best, this isn't the best quality video. It might take me a minute to try and clean the image up. What am I looking for exactly?" Frost types away at the keyboard.
"Not sure exactly, I think I see some paperwork. Maybe it will have a name on it." She chews her bottom lip. Come on, come on, come on. There has to be something there.
"Damn it!" The younger detective shouts and slams his hands on the desk. "It's too granulated, I can't get it clear enough. We have a limited time, this needs to happen."
"Calm down, I know you are doing everything you can. Look can you like take a screenshot of it and run it through that program thingy you have been working on that scrubs the image?" Her eyes have still yet to leave the image on the screen.
"Yeah, I can do that. I'm sorry Jane. I just hate seeing Maura like that." He squeezes the brunette's shoulder before walking to the smaller computer in the corner of the room. He quickly gets to work.
"I know, me too." Her voice is barely a whisper. "I'm going to go back down to the lab see if Susie has found anything."