His arm still hurt from being shot, but now here he was,
three floors away from the both of them.
He would avenge his father by snapping the little blondes neck and he
would make sure Jane watched.  Then he
would finish what he started and ram her ribs into her heart.  He wanted to watch her die.  Maybe if he got lucky, Dr Isles would be
there to watch.

He knew they wouldn’t stop till they found him and he would
probably be dead before the night was out, but he was going to finish what he
started.  If he took some of them out in
the process, so be it.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he almost didn’t recognize
the person he saw.  He saw his father, he
saw himself, and he saw a man.

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The hospital administrator had initially objected to the
move but once everything had been explained.
He was more than willing to keep whatever may happen restricted to one
area.  JJ and Maura for Jane had been
required to sign waivers disavowing the hospital of any liability for any
injuries that resulted from the move. As it was he was still trying to deal
with the ongoing electrical issues that hadn’t as yet been resolved.  Now his people had found a problem with the
back up systems as well.  His primary job
right now was insuring the continued health and welfare of the majority of his
patients; he couldn’t afford to play cops and robbers.

Emily herself went to Maura to explain what was going on and
why.  Knowing it was Jane’s idea had put
a smile on Emily’s face until she heard about her condition.  She wasn’t surprised to find an anxious Maura
sitting with Jane.

“Maura?  Can I talk to
you for a moment?”

With a kiss to Jane’s forehead, Maura got up to follow Emily
into the hallway.

“Is everything okay?” she asked with concern.

“Everything is fine Maura.
Reid told us about the discussion with Jane and her suggestion.” Seeing
the look on the other woman’s face, “I’m sorry about Jane, Maura, is she any
better?”

Nodding, “her breathing has improved, and the beta blocker
they gave her is helping to stabilize her heart rate, but she hasn’t woke up
again, not yet anyway.” Her voice was quiet and sad.

Emily understood and her heart was with them both, but she
had a job to do.