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    Targeted-Rizzoli & Isles/Criminal Minds Crossover

    Rodriguez pulled the leads out and pocketed the tazer.  Wiping the sweat from his brow, he laid both
    men on the bench.  Locking the door, he
    walked out quickly watching to make sure the light on the camera was still
    out.  Looking at his watch, he counted
    the seconds, stepping out when the lights finally went out.  The emergency lighting created a rosy hue as
    he walked past the sign in desk and down the hallway, passing the evidence
    lockers and the morgue, he walked out the morgue entrance, planning his next
    move.

    Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

    The lights cut out as they were halfway down the stairs,
    “***** not again!” The emergency lighting gave them all a sickly glow as they
    continued on.  Pushing open the ground
    floor door, Jane saw the holding area desk vacant.

    “Goddamit we’re too late!” Rushing toward the door, Morgan
    held her back.

    “Wait!” Shaking her arm loose, she glared at him.

    “For what?”

    “We need to make sure no one’s there, Prentiss, take one
    side of the door, Detective grab the key and take the other side” seeing her
    about to protest, “please detective we’re wasting time”

    Moving to either side of the door, Morgan, key in hand,
    unlocked the door and went in with both women on his heels.

    “Son of a *****!” putting his gun down he motioned for Jane
    and Emily.

    Slamming her hand on the wall, “***** me!” Jane pulled out
    her cell. “Korsak, we need this place locked down…no…no…they’re dead…I know…see
    if Frost can get access to camera footage…I know we have to wait for the power!
    Fine…can you or Frost escort Maura down…yeah…”

    Looking at the agents, “Frost is coming down with Reid and
    Dr. Isles” running a hand through her hair, “dammit he’s one step ahead, its
    got to be Rodriguez”

    “We need to put out a BOLO for him,” Emily said

    “And we need to get his partner in here, now!” Jane followed
    up.

    Walking into the cell, Morgan looked closely at the two men,
    “looks like their necks are broken, this guy’s strong.”

    “Yes he is, he’s on the boxing team here.” Jane said.

    “Jane, you alright?” Frost walked in with Maura and Reid in
    tow.

    “Fine, Maura we think he broke their necks, can you…”

    “Jane you know I won’t guess, but as soon as we get them in
    I’ll x-ray and get started.”  Seeing her
    face, “I know you need answers and I’ll give them to you as soon as I can”

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