A/N: So, some folks have definite opinions about where you want this to go, nice. Some of you have inadvertently guessed a couple of things, but not all. Thank you for sticking with this story folks...
"We've got to get in there." Frost was pacing, anxious to help. They knew now that at least two of them were hurt. When the Judge and attorneys had been released, they'd given the police all the information they could. Frost and Reid had interviewed Wilkins' attorney themselves and the information he had provided scared them.
"He's going to kill them." Reid said
"His primary target is Jane, but he wants all of us. Unfortunately she's Hayes's target as well." Frost kicked the wall, "how the fuck could this happen?"
"Hayes," they now knew who Chester Hayes was and how he had met Charles Hoyt. Like the officer that had helped him in the prison infirmary, Chester had been ready to die for Hoyt.
"Hold on." Reid silenced him as they listened to what was going on in the courtroom.
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"Leave her." Brandon walked over to JJ and pulled her away from Emily.
"No!" She started to struggle before she caught Hotch's eye and stopped. They had to play this smart, but Emily…
"You're the one who shot me." Brandon showed her the remains of his ear. "You scarred me." His voice held a threat that none of them wanted acted on.
"Leave her Wilkins, she did it on my orders." Hotch stepped forward, "she may have pulled the trigger but only because I told her to."
"Hotch…" JJ knew what he was trying to do.
"That's right, you're the boss aren't you?" Brandon contemplated the taller man and wasn't blind to the way he was trying to protect his people. "Humph…both of you sit. Chester and are really more interested in Rizzoli anyway, aren't we Chester?"
"Ja…ane." Chester used Hoyt's singsong voice and smiled at the effect it had on her. "Why Detective, I do believe you remember my friend Charles."
Jane refused to give him the satisfaction of knowing how this was affecting her. "I'm going to ask you again. Let them go."
"Or what Detective?" Chester shoved the gun under her chin forcing her to look at him. "Well?"
"Or nothing, I just don't think Hoyt would approve of your tactics. There's too many of us." Jane stared him down. She didn't think for one second she was getting out of there alive, but she would be damned if these assholes did anything more to her friends.
Brandon saw Chester's hesitation and screamed at him.
"She's playing with your head! Ignore her." She had done the same to him and it had gotten him shot and arrested.
"Chester she's right. At least let the injured go. They'll just hold you back." Rossi stood up slowly and tried to get Chester to focus on him.
"Uhn…" Emily's groan refocused everyone's attention.
"Emily…Emily come on…" JJ watched her partner struggle to open her eyes.
Chester pulled Jane to him and made her sit at the defense table away from the others.
Maura had to resist the impulse to go after her and was grateful for Korsak's hand holding hers. She saw the anger in Jane's eyes warring with her fear and it scared her because for once she didn't know what her love would do.
"Wha…fuck…" Emily opened her eyes only to remember what had happened.
"Stay still Prentiss." Hotch admonished
"Sure…Jayje?"
"Here." JJ bit her lip as Emily closed her eyes again. "Em? Emily? Dammit she's out again." Anger overwhelmed her as she turned on the two men. "Why?"
"Why not?" Brandon said, "I have nothing to lose, do I, and now with Chester here and the little things he taught me, I get to explore myself just a bit more."
She rushed at them only to be grabbed by Jordan and Korsak. "Let me go!"
"JJ stop." Jordan glanced at the laughing men as they circled Jane. "mira." She whispered. Jordan let her gaze fall to Emily.
JJ looked down at her partner and had to stifle a gasp when Emily opened her eyes and gave her a wink.
She looked over at the men who were now taunting Jane and swallowed. Emily had a plan. She must, but what was it going to cost them in the end.
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Emily closed her eyes again and tried to gather her senses. Her head was pounding to beat the band and every time she opened her eyes she had to work on focusing but this was all she could think of right now. If they thought she was out of commission, she might be able to tip the scales enough to give them the upper hand.
She listened to the men as they spoke to Jane and knew that were not going to have a lot of time. Carefully she opened her eyes again and winced as the light intensified her headache. She gently tapped JJ and mouthed to her 'Morgan'.
JJ blinked in acknowledgement and looked over at Derek. He was pale but awake. Unfortunately his arm hung limply at his side. Even if he could help, he would be doing it one handed. She bit her lip and looked down at her with a shake of her head.
Emily closed her eyes again. There had to be something they could do without getting anyone one else hurt or killed.
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"Do it Brandon." Chester kept an eye on the others as Brandon used the deputy's cuffs to secure Jane to the chair.
She pulled one hand away and was rewarded with a slash across her chest.
"Jane!"
"Careful Dr." Chester looked over at the others expectantly his finger on the trigger.
"No Maura." The pain in Jane's voice didn't mask the authority in her voice.
"Detective, did you know that Charles Hoyt had plans for you and your doctor friend? You thwarted him like no one else and it ate at him. The visit in the prison should have ended his pain."
"I thought it did, he's dead isn't he?" Jane knew she shouldn't have said it, but she did.
She heard Chester's growl just a moment before he backhanded her.
"Shut up! You don't get to talk about him that way!"
Jane spit some blood out of her mouth and kept going.
"If not me, who?"
"Jane stop it!" JJ looked at the horror in Maura's eyes, as she was shocked into silence.
Brandon picked something up off the table and approached Jane.
"No!" Maura screamed as she watched Jane go rigid from the shock of the Taser, her hands fighting against the handcuffs she was bound by. She ran toward her only to be grabbed by JJ.
"Let me go! Jane!" She watched as Jane's body went limp when Brandon stopped pressing the button.
"Not so tough now are you Rizzoli?" Chester's evil chuckle dropped the temperature in the room.
Jane had her teeth clenched against the pain. When he stopped, she finally took a breath.
"fucker."
Brandon tazed her again and laughed like a maniac as he watched Jane twitch in the seat. Her scream even brought a smile to Chester's face
"No! Dammit!" Hotch charged at them forcing Brandon to stop. Chester intercepted him just like he would a charging inmate and sidestepped him just enough to slam him to the ground slamming his gun into the back of Hotch's head.
"Now, now Mr FBI man. We can't have any of you spoiling our fun." Chester hit him again and stood up.
Brandon was bouncing on the balls of his feet as he waited for one of the others to charge. This was a lot more fun than he thought it would be.
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"They're torturing her!" Frost was yelling at the SWAT commander and ignoring Cavanaugh's and Spencer's attempts to calm him down.
"Frost! They're working on it for chrissakes!" Cavanaugh turned to the commander and took a deep breath.
"When are you going in?"
"We're working on getting eyes in there. We need to know where everyone is before we make a move."
"In the meantime Detective Rizzoli is being tortured and the people in there are being injured one by one." Reid couldn't keep the contempt out of his voice.
"Rizzoli knows the drill. According to my man we should have eyes on in less than ten minutes. They never finished the upgrades to the courtrooms. The cameras are in place but the wiring wasn't connected. That's what we're working on." Commander Bennet knew Rizzoli and Sgt Korsak personally. He wasn't about to let either of them down.
Reid looked at his watch. They had been held for less than twenty minutes but it felt like a lifetime. He jumped when the phone on his hip buzzed and ran a hand through his hair. It was Strauss.
"Yes ma'am…"
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Rossi and Korsak looked back at the others and tried to come up with a plan. Hotch was tied up with whatever wire they could find. Jane was slumped in the chair.
Emily had fought every instinct she had to not get up but what was going on around her was eating at her.
Morgan had whispered viciously at them to sling his arm. He was damned if he wouldn't go down fighting.
"We can't let this continue." JJ whispered. She knew Emily wanted to act, they all did but they had to be smart about it. She knew SWAT had to be out there and if it were her, they would be coming in either through the jury room or through the inmate entry. They were sealed in, so entry regardless of where it came from was going to be difficult and casualties likely.
"How much more can she take?" Jordan asked.
Maura heard the question but she couldn't look away from her future wife. She was willing her to be strong. Her white shirt was stained with her blood from the slice across her chest and her wrists were bleeding now from pulling on them. Her biggest worry was Jane's heart. It wasn't too long ago that Jane had failed her physical because of an erratic heartbeat and the tazing would eventually affect that.
"Maura?" Pen laid a hand on her shoulder. "We'll get out of this."
"Will we?"
"We will goddammit." Rossi answered more loudly than he should of.
"Quiet over there!" Chester kicked Jane's foot rousing her. "There she is. Hoyt said you were tough. Doesn't seem like it to me."
Jane looked down at Hotch who was out cold next to her. She remembered hearing him yell but she didn't know what had happened to him. She brought her eyes up and locked on Maura. She sent all the love she could in that glance before turning her gaze on the two men in front of her.
"Uncuff me and I'll show you." She said quietly.
"Oooh, Chester I think she just challenged you!" Brandon was positively gleeful. Rizzoli was exceeding his expectations. After his little run in with her in the morgue, he had expected her to be a bit more erratic.
"Shut up Brandon!" Chester Hayes didn't like women, especially women in a position of power and Jane was one of those women. When he met Charles Hoyt he had learned quite a bit about the detective and one thing stood out. She was a glutton for punishment.
"No detective, I think we'll leave you right where you are so these nice folks have a good view of what we are going to do to you." Chester pulled out a scalpel and took the blade cover off. "Now we get to finish what Hoyt started."
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"We have eyes on" Commander Bennet showed the men the screen views that he had. There were two. One was from directly over the jury room and the other was in the far corner facing the inmate entry. Between them they had a good cross view and what they saw made them all pause.
That's right, I left it there. Keep in mind that I am a shameless review wh*** In that vein, more reviews =quicker updates. Oh and btw I thought I would end with this story but I just finished fleshing out the 6th in the Targeted Series, for you. Your humble bard, Honorcpt
