A/N: See, no month long wait this time! enjoy!

"Okay so let's review." Rossi looked at the others as Maura and Garcia came back. "This is obviously someone with specific ties to the police department."

"But he's young and connected to the University" Reid piped up.

"Military or para-military training." Morgan said.

"But what kind of ties to the police? Is it family? Is it a wannabe who failed?" Jane looked around at the others. They were as frustrated as she was.

"Wait a minute," Emily said, "we may be going about this all wrong. There is obviously a connection to the university, we know that, right?" At their nods she continued. "So have we cross referenced current BPD staff and their children with the Criminal Justice Program at the school?"

"And further cross reference whether any of those applied to become an officer." Jane piped up. Hope building, this made sense. "If they were rejected…"

"What about the military slant?" JJ asked.

"Very often individuals who want to become a member of a military or paramilitary group will apply themselves to activities that would only promote their view of themselves in that field. Rejected or not, these individuals will still pursue the training that would have been involved if they had gone the normal route." Reid stopped and looked at the others, "what?"

"Thank you boy genius," Morgan chuckled. "You're right, there's nothing to say that if this person got rejected that they didn't continue their training on their own."

"And this may well be an extension of that." Rossi said.

"Garcia?" Hotch looked at his tech analyst whose fingers were already flying across her keyboard. She and Frost both had determined looks on their faces as they plugged in the parameters the team had come up with.

"We're running the information now. It's going to take a little bit but with Frost's access we should have something fairly soon." Garcia looked at Hotch expectantly.

"Fine in the meanwhile, we all need to be careful. Whoever this is may have access to the police department so be mindful of what is discussed and where." Sighing, "We have another press conference this afternoon at 1pm."

"Wasn't yesterday enough?" Jane said angrily. Maura squeezed her hand in a show of support.

"Yes Detective, it was, but when you consider that after the last press conference a few of you were almost blown to kingdom come, I think we need to present a strong front. Let this person know that they can't control the outcome."

"Hotch, we look like the walking wounded." Morgan pointed to the stark bandage on his head.

"But you're walking." Rossi said. "This person's intent was pretty clear last night. I think he expected at least one of you to die. But things didn't quite work out that way did it." He nodded to Jordan as he spoke. "This has to have thrown him for a loop."

"Great," Jane muttered, "A nuttier, nut job."

Korsak tapped his chin thoughtfully, "In the line of duty."

"What?" Emily glanced at the older man as he looked at them all.

"Korsak…Garcia, run the names of the officers who have either died or suffered serious injury in the line of duty, in the past six months." JJ nodded approvingly at Korsak.

"A year, go back a year at least." Korsak said, pensive.

Frost patted him on the back, "Way to go old man."

"Old man?" He growled at everyone's laughter. "Experienced not old!"

"That's right, between you and Rossi you have what 5, 6 wives of experience?"

"Shut up Janie." Korsak laughed at his protégé, he watched her shoulders relax a bit as he realized that they all needed this bit of levity.

"Okay people, everyone needs to be present for the press conference. We'll meet at 12:30 back here before going downstairs. Rizzoli, Cavanaugh wants a word with you, please. And Jordan? Can I speak with you please?" Hotch issued his orders and watched them disburse, smiling as Jane grumbled about having to speak to Cavanaugh.

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"Sit Rizzoli, before you fall down."

"Yes sir," Jane took a seat and waited. She had a feeling this was not going to be good.

"You good Rizzoli? I know the docs wanted you to stay put last night." Crossing him arms he waited for Jane to dispute his words.

"They did, but…" agitated she ran a hand through her hair. "Sir, I need to be here, can you understand that. I can't stay on the sidelines here. This person made a target out of all of us and I refuse to give him the satisfaction."

Cavanaugh nodded and took a seat as he thought about the woman in front of him. Decision made, "You made the right call."

"Sir?" Now she was totally confused.

"Calling in the BAU, that was the right call…and I told the brass that. I just wanted you to know that I have your back." Smiling he leaned back, "Just try not to threaten any more reporters, will you?"

"No promises sir," her response was gruff but what he had said surprised her. "I appreciate it sir."

"Yeah well, don't get used to it." Waving her away he looked down. "You have leave if you need it you know, use it."

"Yes sir."

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Emily and JJ were waiting when Jane came out of Cavanaugh's office.

"Where's Maura?"

"Downstairs, reviewing everything that came in from last night." Emily's grimace was shared by all of them. Explosions didn't leave much forensic evidence. "Jordan's down there with the bomb squad techs. Since she ID'd it they had some questions for her."

JJ grabbed Jane's elbow as she stumbled, "Whoa, you okay?"

Teeth gritted she nodded. "Friggin hurts." Taking a deep breath she composed herself. Grateful at least that the wrist in a brace wasn't her shooting hand, except that right now it held a cane and not a gun.

JJ looked at Emily before speaking, "Jane are you sure…"

"Don't JJ please, I know what you're going to say and I swear I will rest later, not now. We need to prep for the news conference. Hopefully Garcia and Frost will have some names for us."

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Jordan looked at herself in the mirror. She had finished with the bomb techs and was glad she had been able to give them the information she did. It had been wired to the lamppost as she had suspected. Taking as deep a breath as she could, she quickly downed the pain medication the doctor's had prescribed last night. Only one. Two would make her fuzzy but she needed to take the edge off before she saw Penelope again. She would know immediately that she was hurting.

When she pushed the door open she was surprised to find Maura standing there.

"Oh, hey."

"You're hurting aren't you?" Maura crossed her arms across her chest and looked at her like she was a child.

"No…" seeing her raised eyebrows, "Yes, but please don't tell Pen."

Maura just shook her head; these women surrounded her with their hardheadedness. "Come into my office for a little bit, please."

She made Jordan sit down on the couch.

"Just a few minutes. You've been favoring your side and you're not breathing very deeply are you."

Jordan shook her head.

"Close your eyes" seeing the look she got Maura laughed, "trust me?"

"Okay."

"Follow the sound of my voice…" Maura continued to speak soothingly while instructing her to breathe evenly, focusing on her diaphragm and not her ribs. After about ten minutes she instructed her to open her eyes.

"How do you feel?"

"Better…do you do that with Jane?"

"She won't sit still long enough. Maybe you could talk to her?" Maura gave her a small smile.

"Esta loca Jane! I'll tell her, she's crazy not to take advantage of that. Thank you."

"My pleasure." Maura watched her leave, walking a bit more upright than when she left and sighed, wishing Jane would let her take care of her. Looking at the time she started to finish up so she could be upstairs for the news conference.

Xxxxxxxx

Penelope looked over at Frost and smiled. "I think we have something."

"I think you're right, six names. Two of them work here, all of them attend the university." Grabbing the sheet off the printer he scanned the names. He recognized two of the fallen officers having known them personally.

"One of these is a girl, sixteen, she doesn't fit our profile,"

"That leaves five." Barry smiled as he heard the excitement in her voice.

"Send this list to everyone will you? I'll get backgrounds and pics and prep for the meeting." For the first time since this all began, Frost felt some hope that they would get to this person before he got to anyone else.

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Emily looked over the names that Garcia and Frost had come up with and looked over that the Boston contingent, "so, are any of these names familiar?"

"Two are, the two that work here. Both of them work in the coffee shop downstairs." Korsak, "Hey Frost, bring them up on the screen will you?"

Both young men appeared on the screen eliciting a curse from Emily. "That's him!"

They all looked at her as she rifled through the files. "Him who, Em?" JJ looked a bit worried at her outburst.

"The guy in the classroom Morgan…." Emily glared at him as it dawned on him.

"He bumped into me in the hall, scrawny kid, like you Reid, but hard."

"Thanks." Reid deadpanned.

"You know what I mean. He was a bit…"

"Off." Emily finished.

"I know him." Jane tilted her head, "his Dad was shot during a robbery almost a year ago."

"I remember that case, it was a bad call, he went in without back up." Korsak looked at Frost who nodded.

"Brandon Wilkins, I think you just made the top of the list." Rossi looked up from his notes and smiled, "We shouldn't exclude the others though, I'd recommend we postpone the press conference until after we can talk to these five, Hotch."

"I'd love to, but that option is a bit out of my hands at the moment. That explosion obviously made the news and rumors are running rampant. We need to keep them tamped down."

Jane sighed at his words. She wondered if this Brandon was downstairs now. "We have a couple of minutes before the conference then, anyone mind if I go get some coffee?" She got to her feet and waited. "No? I'll be back."

"Jane wait," JJ glanced at Emily who nodded. "I'll come with you."

JJ waited till they were out in the hallway before she said anything. "You want to see if he's there, don't you?"

"Don't you?" she challenged.

Looking back at the others, JJ nodded. "Come on." She knew Emily was aware of what Jane was up to and she knew it was something Jane needed to do.

Xxxxxxx

When they got to the coffee shop, JJ let Jane take the lead.

"Stanley! Hey…" she stopped when she saw him come out from behind the counter.

"What is it Rizzoli? Coffee not to your liking again?"

Waving her hand she shut him up. "That one kid who works here, Brandon."

"Wilkins? What about him?"

"Is he here?"

"Earlier, sure when your girlfriend was here with that blonde."

Jane's hand tightened on her cane. She hated when he called Maura her girlfriend, like that's all she was. She felt JJ's hand on her shoulder and took a breath.

"Are you sure he was here then?" JJ asked.

"Yeah, he even cleaned up their table as soon as they got up. Surprised the hell out of me. I didn't have to find him to do it." Stanley put his hands on his hips, "Is that all? We have reporters coming in and I have to make a fresh batch of coffee."

Jane bit her lip before opening her mouth.

"Is he still here?"

"No said something about school, stupid scholarship. He thinks cause he has one he can make his own hours." He left her standing there before she even finished saying thank you.

"Thanks, Asshole." She muttered.

"Relax Jane, we got some information though."

"Yeah we did, now we just need to get through this stupid press conference and follow up on all these leads." She turned to leave just as her leg gave out. "Shit!" JJ caught her and helped her to a seat.

She could tell Jane was in a lot of pain and could think of only one thing to do. She pulled out her phone and sent a text message.

"Jayje, what are you doing?" Jane rubbed at her leg.

"Texting Maura."

"Shit."

So…watchathinking?