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    Targeted-Rizzoli & Isles/Criminal Minds Crossover

    “Agent Hotchner,” Korsak spoke up formally, he was going
    with them.

    “Yes Korsak, you and Frost are coming to the hospital as
    well.  I told Emily to stay with JJ for
    now and Detective Rizzoli’s brother is watching out for her right now until we
    can get over there.”

    “Hotch, how sure are we?” Morgan wanted to be sure they
    weren’t going on a wild goose chase.

    “Think about it Morgan, look at this guys profile and what’s
    happened.  Its obvious Jane defied him,
    as did JJ.  This guy is not just angry,
    he’s pissed and he’s been wounded.”

    Looking at his team he emphasized his point, “he goes after
    women and wins, this time he lost, I can’t see him letting that stand, can you
    Morgan?”

    Rossi and Reid looked at one another surprised at the
    emotion in Hotch’s voice.  This was
    personal now, they knew that the moment Rizzoli and JJ were taken.

    “No I can’t,” Morgan said, motioning to Reid, “come on kid
    lets go, Frost you coming?”

    “Yeah, I’m with you.”

    Hotch looked at the older men “Korsak, you and Rossi are
    with me”

    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

    Max parked the car by the Commons, it was safer to walk, and
    he knew the neighborhood and knew how to get to the hospital without being
    seen.  Pulling out the disposable cell
    phone he had just purchased at a convenient store, he called the hospital.

    “Yes hello, this is Lt Cavanaugh Boston Homicide, I’m
    checking on the status of one of my detectives, Jane Rizzoli?…Yes…she still
    there…yes thank you…no I’ll call back…wait!
    She came in with someone, an FBI Agent…yes Jareau…private room…room
    405…no don’t patch me through…thank you.”

    “Too easy,” he said to himself.

    He would wait till shift change in the ER and go in then,
    two more hours.  He settled himself in
    across the street from the trauma center.

    xxxxxxxxxxxxx

    Emily sat by JJ’s hospital and watched her sleep.  They had given her morphine for the pain and
    pumped her full of anti-inflammatories to reduce the swelling on her spine and
    had her lying supported on either side to avoid putting pressure on the
    fractured vertebrae.

    They hadn’t been able to lay her any other way because of
    her other injuries and as they had settled her in she had gripped Emily’s hand
    tightly as the pain had brought tears to her eyes.

    The doctor had finally given JJ something for the pain and
    the relief in her face had been immediate.

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