“Hotch what the hell do we do? He’s got the five of them in
there.” Morgan had never felt more panicked.
The only three women he loved beside his immediate family were in with a
murderer intent on finishing what he started.

“How many shots were fired?” Hotch asked, that would
determine their next move.

“Two but they were almost at the same time,” Frost kept
looking toward the door that he should have stayed to guard. If only it had
been him and not Reid.

“That likely means that Prentiss got a shot off.” Hotch
looked to Morgan for agreement.

“Yeah but where did the other one go?” Frost said anxiously.

Morgan was startled when his phone vibrated. Grabbing it off
his hip, he saw Emily’s number come up, “Hotch!” Morgan pressed the answer
button,

“Emily please don’t,”

“Emily please don’t,”
he mimicked

“Well, well, well, big
bad butch all banged up?  How’s the heart
Jane?  Still beating for me?”

“Sonofabitch!,” Frankie bolted toward the door only to be
stopped by Frost.

“We can’t…” he cried, not believing they wouldn’t let him go
in.

“Stop, Frankie stop…” Korsak’s voice got through to him.  “we need to know what’s going on before
anyone else gets hurt.  Do you
understand?  She was able to make the
call so we could listen in.

Inside the hospital room, things were tense.  His words impacted Jane raising her heart
rate but not without her responding. “Go to hell Max” she ground out.

“Lived there my whole life sweetheart, thought you were the
one to get me out of it. Till you ***** betrayed me.” He yelled at her
knowing it would affect her.  The smile
on his face as he listened to her distress was ugly.

“Leave her alone!” Maura cried advancing on him. Jane
grabbed at her hand trying to stop her.

“Maura no!”

Rodriguez was surprised by the speed with which Maura
launched herself at him but was still able to catch her with the butt of the
gun across her face.

Maura went down like a brick. Emily ran over to her ignoring
Rodriguez’ orders to stay back.

“Maura…Maura!…” listening to Jane’s cries was heart
wrenching.

“Jane calm down, please…” JJ pleaded to her from across the
room.  Listening to the monitor, now a
staccato of beeps she feared that Jane might not survive.

Watching the scene unfold before him, the shadows the
flashlights played were beginning to annoy him.