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    Targeted-Rizzoli & Isles/Criminal Minds Crossover

    Biting her lower lip Maura looked back and sighing in
    surrender, “I don’t believe its broken Agent Hotchner but she should keep ice
    on it periodically for the next 24 hours or so.”

    Mouthing a silent thank you Emily looked expectantly at
    Hotch.

    Korsak watched amazed as Agent Prentiss got Maura to do what
    usually only Jane could get her to do.

    “Fine Prentiss, take a break for awhile.  Let Detective Frost and Korsak talk to these
    two and see if we can’t confirm that alibi.
    If we need you we’ll call.  Got
    it?”

    “Got it” anything to avoid going to the hospital.  “Okay if I see how JJ is doing at the Dirty
    Robber?”

    “Oh, I was heading there in a few minutes do you mind if I
    tag along?” Maura asked.

    “No problem Doc”

    “Maura…you can call me Maura”

    xxxxxxxxxxx

    Jane and JJ had just finished talking to one of the
    waitresses about their first victim.  She
    had been dating someone but all she knew was that she had met him at work; she
    didn’t know who it was.  The waitress who
    came on in about an hour might know since she knew the victim best.

    Working on her second and last beer, Jane had just finished
    telling JJ the story of Frost’s first autopsy.

    Laughing they were surprised when they were interrupted,
    “Hey there sweetheart” talking to JJ, “can I buy you a drink?”

    For the past twenty minutes, JJ had ignored the looks the
    man had cast in her direction from the bar.
    She hated when men hit on her and had hoped he would limit himself to
    just ogling, but apparently he had drunken enough liquid courage to make a
    move.

    “No thank you” ignoring him she turned back to Jane.

    “Hey,” he said putting his hand on her shoulder, “don’t
    ignore me, this *****’s got nothing on me.”

    “She said no thank you” Jane’s voice was clipped and hard.

    Jennifer knew that voice; it was the same as Emily’s when
    she got angry, explosively angry. With a hand on Jane’s tightening forearm,
    “Its okay, no harm,” looking at the man and removing his hand from her
    shoulder, “I said no thank you”

    “***** you did not…”

    “Don’t…finish it…” Standing up, Jane was toe to toe with
    him, “I suggest you leave, now”

    “Or what?”

    Taking a deep breath and knowing that she was going to be in
    trouble, “Look I’m a detective okay Boston PD you do not want to do this.” Jane
    kept her voice low and controlled; she did not need this right now.

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