Chapter One

Jane Doe


Detective Sunview looked me over. He was new to the force or at least to this division. Apparently Woody hadn't warned him about me, yet. I was assigned to a rape, murder case. The girl was about fourteen or fifteen and a Jane Doe. Like many of my cases I wanted to find out who killed her. The poor girl had on a black leather mini with hooker books and black low cut tank top. She looked so innocent but there was sadness to her looks. There were wounds on her neck that resembled bite makes. I knew that Nigel would have a field day just trying to find out who killed Jane Doe.

"So what do we have here Detective?" I asked the young man.

"A Jane Doe. She's been murdered and it looks like it was a rape for the way she is. Her stockings have been ripped and there are signs of a struggle. But the one thing that caught my eye was the marks on her neck. I think this is going to be one tough case for you and me both."


I had just closed the Stephanie Miles murder when Jordan and her new case rolled in. The girl had this odd way of pulling me to her. I didn't know if it was because I was in love with the git or if she had a "Nigel Magnet" on her. Safe to say she came to my office. I could tell she wanted to ask something but she refrained from doing so.

"What is it, luv?" I asked as I spun my office chair around to face her.

"Nothin, just my new case." Her eyes never left the floor I noticed.

"What about it?"

"You'd like this one Nige. You'd flip in the air for this case. So I'm going to ask for your help."

"Help, luv?" I looked her in the eye when she looked at my face. I became lost.

"Yes, once you see how she died you'll be begging me to let you take over the case but promise me that you'll not do that."

"Yes, luv, I promise. Now how did this one die?" Jordan looked down at the floor again. "Once you see you'll go nuts."

"Jordan quit hiding behind the bloody bush and just tell me."

"Fine. Her blood was sucked from her body or so it seems." I jumped out of my chair and ran to the crypt. Jordan walked in behind me. "So I see you're psyched."

"Psyched isn't the word I'd bloody well use. More like completely astonished. This is the second blood draining that has been in the morgue. I'm surprised that the occult hasn't been doing more of this. But they hardly ever kill…Actually…they never kill."

I stopped to look at the teenager. She had this fallen angel look to her. Her red hair glowed in the light that formed a halo around her, but there was entity about her that gave me this uneasy feeling that there was something wrong with her.


While Nigel stood in front of me I couldn't but help let wondering eyes, mine, glaze at his ass. The jeans were tightly formed around his legs, butt and um…his front. The thing was I had this thing about going out with guys I worked with but at that moment I was thinking of breaking that rule over Nigel's ass when I realized that he didn't like me that way. "So how about getting to cutting her up?" I asked.

"We know how she died but we don't know who she is. Let's get cutting." Nigel said while rubbing his hands together like some mad scientist.

Over the next hour or so we got to know more about Jane Doe. We had found three different sperm samples in her, a fetus about two or three months along and two more sets of bite marks on each of her thighs. But the one thing that truly got us was that her blood vessels in her eyes had burst telling her that she had been suffocated.

"So what is your theory Nige?" I couldn't but help ask. Sometimes him and I were on the same wavelength that we both came to the right conclusion.

"Well, she's been having sex for sometime now. She was pregnant. So she might had told the father or in this case one of three, that she was pregnant and the guy could have killed her for it."

"Fine, but explain the bite marks."

"All right then. It's a bloody cover up. They didn't want us to find them, the killers I mean."

"But Nigel the bite-marks are not post-mortem."

"Fine, before they bloody killed her they drank her blood."

"Who's they Nige?"

"The three sperm donors. She might have told them all that it was their child and they all found out and then killed her."

"Then how come she has the sperm of three men inside of her. Let's test the fetus for which one is the father. Plus we need to find out who she is." Nigel walked over to me and squeezed my shoulders.

"Jordan, are you alright?"

I couldn't look him in the eye. "It's just that she's so young and she was pregnant. Do you think she knew, that her family knew?"

"Jordan," Nigel pulled me into his arms and held me tight. "We'll find him. Let me just go and take her and take her fingerprints, teeth x-rays and her picture to the lab to see if any one has taken a missing person's report out on Janie." With on last squeeze he let me go and left me with


"Who ever killed you he's going to pay, I promise."


I had to get out of there. I wanted to kiss her but I didn't wanted to feel her reject me. I was scared of her rejecting me. When I got to the lab I handed over the evidence to Heather. She told me that she'd have the results in a few hours. So I went back to Jordan to see how she was cooping with this. When she saw me she ran to me and hugged me. I guess she didn't really know what to say for she just cried on my shoulder. I didn't mind much. I actually welcomed it. She looked so helpless, so vulnerable. I held her close to me. Even though she only came up to my chest I didn't feel like doing anything else but holding her.

"Jordan, are you going to be okay?" I pulled her closer to my chest and let my hand rest on her head. She buried her face deeper into my shoulder.

"Nigel, do you think I can't comment to a man that's why they always run with their tails between their legs?"

"No, luv, I don't think that. I think that their intimidated by your take charge personality. I guess men like me are one in a million. What brought this around any bloody way?"

"I was thinking of how this girl got three guys to sleep with her and I can't get one guy to even go out on a date with me." I'm in love with you, luv. I want to kiss you but I'm scared that you'll push me away. I so badly wanted to tell her how I felt but like I said I didn't want her to reject me. But bloody hell if I was going to let her know that. I felt for her too much.

"Jordan I have cases to work on. If you need me I'll be at my desk." I let her go and walked to the door. "Luv, you should go home and get some sleep. I'll call you and let you know what we've found and you'll be the first to know." When I was about to open the door Jordan stopped me.

"Nige, thank you for your support. I really needed it and you're right. You are one in a million." With that I left. I had this urge to take her into my arms and kiss her.


As I was driving home I thought about what Nigel said. That he had always been there for me. I couldn't let it go. I wanted to be by him as he had been there for me. There wasn't much that I wouldn't do for him. I wanted to be there to comfort him as he did today for me. I just hoped that one day I could return the favor.

Soon I heard my cell going off. "Cavenaugh."

"Jordan get back quick we found out who she is." I turned the car around and drove like a bat out of hell to get back to the morgue. As soon as I pulled up Nigel was waiting for me. I got out of the car and walked up to him.

"So what do we have?"

"Follow me." So I walked behind him. When we got to the lab Heather came up to us and waved for us to follow. As soon as we got to her desk there was the file that had the name and address in it.