A/N: I know its been a little while but I've just relocated and started a new job, so I am trying to adjust to new writing times. Please bear with me… Hope you are still enjoying this story. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, alerted, etc.

Note-There is a Shakespearean reference made here that was made in another fanfic…for the life of me I can't remember which cause I read so many I just remember it was an R and I one…so if you know which story it is, please ket me know so I can credit the right person...it fit here so…hope that was okay

Dr Evans cleared his throat as he walked in on the group in the waiting room.

"Family for Emily Prentiss?" The group rose as a whole at the mention of Emily's name.

"Uh, family only please…I'm looking for Jennifer Jareau."

Gesturing to the group, "I'm Jennifer, and we are her family doctor, how is she?" JJ's voice shook as she asked the question.

Taking in the group in front of him he knew they were still waiting on word about the other woman who was brought in with a gunshot wound. Thankfully he would be spared explaining that situation. The complications in that case did not bode well for the young woman but his concern right now was the individuals in front of him and his own patient. He could at least ease their minds a bit there.

Nodding grimly he began to explain how the knife wound in her side had perforated her lung. The wound itself would easily have been treatable but it appears she took a beating on that side as well. The wound had opened wider and the blows had resulted in a badly bruised kidney as well as internal bleeding. They had stopped the bleeding and inserted a chest tube to drain any fluid that might accumulate.

"She's still sedated, we allowed her to wake briefly in recovery to make sure there were no side effects from the anesthesia but she's in a lot of pain. They'll be moving her to a room shortly." Seeing the relief on their faces, especially the small blonde who was openly crying, he continued a bit less informally. "Do any of you have any questions?"

"When can we see her?" Jane raspy voice echoed the question they all had. She squeezed JJ's hand as and smiled. The news was such a relief that JJ couldn't stop crying.

"I'll have the nurse come get you once we have her settled. I need you all to understand, it's going to take some time for her to fully recover. The muscles that were cut are going to affect her movement and the beating did not lend itself to a speedy recovery. We'll fully assess where she is once she wakes but its not going to be easy for her. I need you all to understand, for her sake, she's going to need your support."

Nodding her head, JJ turned grateful eyes on him, "thank you…thank you so much."

Turning he was surprised at the hand on his shoulder that stopped him in his tracks.

"Dr," Hotch glanced at a subdued Garcia, hanging onto Maura, "what's the status of the other woman who was brought in, Jordan Rivera?"

"I'm sorry, I wasn't the surgeon on that case, I can check with the OR nurse to see if they have an update for you." Looking at Garcia, "I'm sorry I don't have any information for you."

Penelope sat down on the nearest chair and started crying. JJ sat down next to her and hugged her, "shhhh…she'll be okay Pen, you have to have a little faith okay?"

"Faith?" her humorless laugh sounded harsh and broken, "really JJ, I don't want to hear that word or that song ever again…" breaking down again Morgan sat down on the other side of her.

"Come here baby girl…I've got you. Your lady's going to be okay you hear me, she's strong, and she has you." With a tenderness that one wouldn't expect from a man like him he tilted her chin up to look at him. "She loves you baby, she's not going to leave you without a fight." Pulling her into his arms he let her cry.

JJ's feeling of relief about Emily was suddenly overshadowed by the guilt she felt about Pen and Jordan. She jumped when Maura took a seat next to her, but was grateful for the contact and support. Hotch watched his team and shook his head as he realized just how badly this could all still end. Walking toward Rossi and Reid, he gestured for them to follow him out.

Jane watched as they left and abruptly followed. Her chest was thrumming a steady painful beat but she needed answers. Seeing the doctor at the nurses station she stopped him as he started to walk away.

"What aren't you telling us?" the look on his face was answer enough, "look, I know you're not her doctor dammit but you know something, please…" The pain she was in was making her short with him.

"Ma'am…"

"It's Detective," her automatic response surprised her, "sorry doc, please go on."

With a sigh he ran a tired hand across his face, it had been a long day already and it really wasn't his place to say anything but he would at least point her in the right direction.

"There were some complications, what those were specifically, I don't know, but if you walk with me I'll bring you to the OR nurse who can give you some more information."

With a backward glance at the waiting room she took him gently by the elbow and steered him back in the direction he was going, "lay on Macduff."

Confused eyes locked on her, "Isn't it lead on?"

With a laugh that made her groan, "trust me doc I've had this argument already"

Catching her grimace of pain, "are you alright detective?"

Placing a hand on her chest she took as deep a breath as she could, "I'll be fine as soon as I know how Jordan is, come on, I'd like to get back as soon as possible."

Heading toward the elevator, Jane hoped to get back quickly, for Garcia's sake. She shook her head trying to clear the images of Emily and Jordan out of there. All she could do was see them as they were when they had been hurt.

"She just can't keep still can she?" Rossi, Reid and Hotch had stepped out into the hallway to talk just as Jane got on the elevator. They all looked at one another but it was Rossi who spoke. He hated how she pushed herself, but they had all come to recognize that Jane and Emily were a lot alike, so much so that he found himself feeling very protective of her.

"Yes she does, I think she's still mad at me for letting Maura know that she'd been hurt" the guilt and hurt on his face made him seem younger than he was and was evident in his voice and posture.

"Reid, you know how she is by now, she's not mad at you she's mad at herself, didn't you say as much before?" Hotch glanced at the elevator before continuing, "she hasn't had an easy time of it in her recovery. She feels the need to prove that she's not weak. Sound familiar?"

"Hmmm, Emily…I just wish she would take it easy, its over now." Reid looked to the older men for confirmation.

"Not for Jordan, Reid." Patting him on the shoulder Rossi headed down the hallway, "anyone want to join me for a cup of coffee? I think we're going to be waiting a bit for news and to see Emily."

"If you don't mind guys, I'll just stay here." Turning he went back in to offer what little support he could.

"Come on old man," Hotch patted Rossi on the back and smiled at him.

"Old man? I'll give you old man."

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"Officer, I need you to remove the handcuffs." The nurse's exasperated voice was grating on him, but CO Almeda had been adamant when they got there. There was no way the prisoner was going to be uncuffed, unconscious or no. The other CO was stationed at the door for now but wasn't required to be. Only one officer was required to be with the prisoner at all times, but this prisoner was different, and they knew what she was capable of. He was not going to take any unnecessary chances.

"Look ma'am, I told you, I'm not allowed to uncuff the prisoner. You can treat her as she is can't you?" He looked at Regina Jarvis and couldn't contain the shiver that ran up his back. She was still unconscious, and had been throughout the ride in the ambulance, but according to the doctor she should have woken up already. It bothered him that she hadn't but he suspected there might have been some brain injury from the other injuries. The sel inflicted wound had been stitched and the other injuries to her face had been attended to as well. The doctor had just ordered a CT scan based on her unresponsiveness but it galled Almeda that this woman had almost taken the lives of two women just a few hours ago and was still being treated so respectfully.

It was already lunchtime. His relief still wasn't here and this nurse was really starting to aggravate him. Taking a deep breath he held his tongue and tried to strike a balance.

"Look, the cuffs stay on, its only one and its attached to the bed, how in the way can that be?"

"When we go for the CT scan it has to come off."

"Why? Her hand isn't going into the machine…"

"No but it can interfere…" Cursing under his breath he prayed his relief came soon so it wouldn't be his responsibility. "Fuck me…"

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Thanking the nurse, Jane pulled out her cell and texted Maura. "Dammit!" with a tired hand behind her neck she took a seat and waited for Maura. There was no way she could explain to Garcia without her help. Leaning back, she didn't realize she had drifted off until she felt Maura's hand on her shoulder.

"Shit…oww…"straightening up in the seat reminded her of her own injuries and of just how quickly the pain meds were wearing off.

"I'm sorry hon…are you okay?" Sitting next to her she waited for Jane's response.

"Yeah, just forgot for a sec, won't do that again. Anyway, thanks for coming, I think you should be the one to explain to Garcia about the complications."

"What complications? Jane, what did you find out?" Maura looked over at the empty nurse' station.

"Maur, they're still trying to remove the bullet, there was no exit wound. According to the nurse it's so close to her spine that they had to call in a specialist. Dammit Maura, she coded while I was here." The tears threatened to fall as she suddenly felt the full impact of what she had said.

Maura sat quietly taking in what Jane had said. Based on what she knew from Reid and how Jordan had been shot, she could understand Jane's hesitance to explain.

"What did they say Jane?"

"Even if she survives the surgery, they won't know if there is any permanent damage until the swelling goes down. The nurse said they're taking it step by step, with step one being to get her through surgery." With tears now rolling freely down her face, "I can't tell Pen that Maura, I thought if I could find out something it would be better than not knowing."

"Oh Jane…" pulling her into her arms Maura rocked her gently as she let her cry. "None of this is your fault Jane, you know that, don't you?" Jane's silence bothered her but she wouldn't push her right now.

"How were you able to get that information? I thought only fam…"

"Shhh…" putting a finger to Maura's lips, "I told them she's my sister and that Garcia is her fiancée." The sheepish grin under her tear streaked face put a smile on her face.

"Oh my…I guess…well I guess we should let Pen know she's getting married?"

"Oh God please don't tell her I said that…we can just tell her that they should be done fairly soon and…dammit Maura I don't know."

"We'll figure it out. I just don't want to lie to her Jane…"

"I know…" casting her eyes upward, "lord, I really wish you would cut us some slack here…" smiling at Maura's surprised expression, "what? I figured I'd ask…come on hon." Pushing herself to her feet she took Maura's hand, "thank you, I don't know what I'd do without you…"

"Hmmm…why don't we hold that thought for now, I may need to remind you that you said it some day soon." Jane's answering chuckle was exactly what she hoped for as they headed to the elevator.

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JJ stood quietly alongside the hospital bed and looked down at the woman she loved. The sounds of the machines that were helping her breathe and regulating her pain medication barely drowned out the sound of her own heart beating in her chest. Emily was just so still, it was so unlike her, so foreign. The others had insisted that she go in alone to see her but now she didn't know what to do. She could feel herself transported back to Emily's nearly fatal encounter with Doyle and how she had nearly lost her that day only to lose her for months, and now…she had almost lost her again.

Pulling the seat close to the bed she sat down and took Emily's hand in hers.

"Dammit Emily, you have got to stop scaring me this way." Her whispered plea was drowned out by the sound of the machines and her own sobs, putting her head on the bed she stroked Emily's hand as she always did when she was upset, willing the brunette to wake up, yet knowing she wouldn't for awhile. She could feel exhaustion and relief overwhelming her as she continued stroking her hand. "We're supposed to grow old together Em…you promised me…you promised…" Letting her exhaustion win, JJ let herself be lulled to sleep by the sounds and her contact with Emily.

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Reid watched the sleeping woman and knew she was going to wake up in pain from the position of her neck on the bed, but he was not about to wake her to tell her that. Quietly stepping back out, he stopped Rossi from going in.

"Is Emily alright?"

"Yes, JJ's with her…no…" stopping him again, Reid continued, "she's asleep, they both are."

"Okay kid…we'll give them their time." Turning around he saw Maura walk out with Garcia. She and Jane had come back and explained to all of them what was going on with Jordan and the look on Garcia's face had made even him want to cry. He knew love; he recognized it even if he wasn't any good at holding on to it. What he saw happening between Garcia and Jordan was just that. It was rare to see Garcia fit so well with someone. He knew of her insecurities even though her outward appearance and behavior said otherwise. To see her so broken and lost had made him want to storm into that operating room and demand that they do something.

Maura had done her best to explain what was going on and had confirmed with the nurse that it would be another hour at least before they knew anything. Knowing they were headed to the cafeteria he wondered if he should tag along. Thinking better of it he pulled on Reid's arm. "Come on kid, let's go back to the waiting room then and see if anyone wants any coffee."

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"Where the hell is our relief?" CO Johnson was pissed. He and Almeda should have been relieved over two hours ago.

"Central said three folks called off so they had to readjust the rotation. We've got another two hours at least with this." Waving his hand at his prisoner, he didn't notice that he was being watched or that Reggie had been awake for some time, listening to his objections about the CT scan.

Reggie had learned a long time ago how to be unresponsive to stimuli. It was an exercise that she and Jeri had practiced as they "played with each other" trying to control their base urges. Her arm stung from the cut she had inflicted but it was bearable. All she had to do now was wait.

"Any news on how that FBI agent and PO are doing?" Johnson had been amazed at what their prisoner was being accused of.

"Yeah, I asked that bitch of a nurse if she knew anything, the PO is still in surgery she said. She didn't know about the FBI chick."

"Damn, that sucks, its been what seven hours?"

"Yeah"

The monitor in the room registered a quickening heart rate making them both look at their prisoner.
Seeing no change, "hmm…can't be doing too bad if she's dreaming?"

"Yeah" sitting down Almeda grabbed a magazine and started flipping through it. The nurse said she would be back in ten minutes and it had been fifteen already.

Reggie tried to calm herself. "The PO was Jordan!" she couldn't believe that after everything he was still alive. "He's waiting for me, that's what it is…we're meant to be together…live together or die together." Reggie took slow even breaths; the trick now was when to react, when to move…she had to find Jordan…she had to…

I know Bitches Be Crazy…especially Reggie…

FYI-This story will be wrapping up soon, I'd say another few chapters at least so forewarned…Now, as this is a series, I am tossing around a couple of ideas for another story in the Targeted Series…so if you're interested, stay tuned…and as always, reviews are love so please, Review!