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Targeted-Rizzoli & Isles/Criminal Minds Crossover
“Everything started when his mother died, right?” looking at
the others expectantly, he was surprised when Emily nodded for him to
continue. “Well, wouldn’t it make sense
then that something he received from her upon her death would be symbolic for
him. He could punish these women in the
very house she owned. He would feel
powerful there.”
Rossi nodded at him and looked at Hotch, “that’s sounds
reasonable Hotch and it makes sense.”
“Yes but we can’t take the chance, we’ll still have to split
up. Prentiss, take Frost, Morgan and
Reid with you to the mother’s house.
Call in and call for backup immediately if you can confirm their
location do you understand me?” He knew where Emily’s head was at as well as
her heart and he did not want her acting recklessly.
Fists clenched, “Yes sir” looking at Morgan, he saw the
mistrust in her eyes and looked away.
“Rossi, you and Detective Korsak will accompany me to the
other home.” Looking at them all,
“Constant communication people. Dr Isles, I need you to stay here.”
Nodding she understood, she wasn’t a police officer, but,
“Agent Hotchner, I’d…I’d like to accompany Agent Prentiss,” before he could
protest, “please, I’ve gone on calls before with Ja…” her breath caught “with
Detectives Frost and Korsak and won’t get out of the vehicle unless they need
me, please.”
Her plea was heartfelt but she saw him about to deny her
request when, “Aaron, she needs to go” surprised, Hotch looked at Korsak.
“Let her go, she knows to stay out of the way” Korsak knew
that Maura needed to know, first hand and he couldn’t deny her that not after
all they had been through already.
“Fine. Prentiss she stays in the car, get me?” He could not
afford to have anything else go wrong.
“Garcia, I need satellite views for both locations sent to
each team, we need to see if there’s any activity before we go in.” Looking at the team, “Lets move people,
remember, constant contact.”
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Jane’s awareness consisted of pain. It hurt to breathe and “God!” it hurt to
move.
“Jane?”
She must have said it out loud, “Maura?” she said
breathlessly. Opening her eyes, she saw
floor joists above her and realized where she was. “JJ” Opening her eyes she
tried to sit up, “shiiit!” unable to, she rolled to her side and felt JJ’s
hands helping to support her.



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