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Targeted-Rizzoli & Isles/Criminal Minds Crossover
“Listen to me all of you.
If he gets in here, no heroics okay?
Let me take care of him, Pen do you understand? Maura?” Emily’s voice
was insistent and expected an answer.
“Okay” Garcia’s voice was noticeably subdued.
“Emily I don’t think that’s…” Maura thought they would have
a better chance together.
“Maura, no arguments okay?” Emily knew what Maura was
thinking, but she wasn’t a cop or an FBI Agent, “Maura he could be armed, I
don’t know, if he is, I don’t want him to start shooting randomly, there’s too
much at stake.” Emily hoped that Maura understood that last part.
She did, “Fine, but remember you’re not alone and you’re not
invincible.” Turning her attention back to Jane she spoke to her quietly.
“Emily?” JJ’s voice
cut through the hardening of Emily’s heart as she realized what they were
facing.
She never got a chance to respond before the hospital room
door started to open, turning her attention there she whispered urgently “be
ready,” before aiming her weapon at the person walking through.
Her first glimpse, with the aid of her mini maglite, was of
a policeman’s uniform which caused her to hesitate for just a split second
until she remembered that only a select few were supposed to come into this
room, none of them in uniform.
“Stop right there!” she called. Her light caught his weapon in its holster
and moved up his torso.
“Take it easy…okay, just checking on you since the lights
are out” he said quietly, knowing they hadn’t seen his face yet. He had Reid’s gun in his hand positioned away
from her.
Before the light had even reached his face, the mad beeping
from Jane’s monitor let Emily know something was desperately wrong.
“Max!!” the sound of
Jane’s raspy voice and the pulling of two triggers happened almost at once.
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When Frankie reached the sixth floor, he was pissed he had
only been stopped twice. Granted, he was
in uniform, but still, he expected a little bit tighter security, which was why
when he arrived at the corridor housing his sister’s room, he was surprised to
see no one there and then the lights had gone out. Looking at his watch he knew they had an
eight-minute window of darkness so he noted the time. Emergency runway lighting had kicked in and
he could hear voices headed his way.



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