Well, here is part 7 of The Fragile. As usual, I don't own Profiler.

(sigh) But I wish I did! NBC/ Court TV owns it, as well as Saunder/Moses Productions. If by chance I DID own it, I would have made the third & fourth season SO MUCH BETTER!!! J

The characters of Dana, Dell and Fiona belong to me. J

The Fragile Pt 7

Around two hours later, George and I arrive at Macon General hospital. After flashing our identification, we arrive in no time at John's hospital room.

"Hey John." The young agent looks up at me, frowning.

"Bailey." My agent said it quietly. "I'm sorry…I lost her."

"There was nothing you could have done John. Those bastards had the ambush all planned. Jack knows Sam too well. He knew she'd want to go there immediately."

"No…I shoulda turned faster, Bailey," John slurrs. "I shoulda been able to take that fucker out. I shoulda…"

His door opens behind me, and Grace walks in.

"This is the second time you've been shot in your right shoulder, John. Are you trying to go for an obscure Bureau record?" Grace says drolly, picking up John's chart as he smirks at her.

"No Grace, I just enjoy the feeling of a bullet ripping into my shoulder blade and hitting various other parts of my body," John replies sarcastically, wincing as he shifts in the hospital bed. George says he's gonna try to fing some vending machines and leaves the room. He's never had a fondness for hospitals.

Pulling a chair up to his bed, I take a seat at John's side.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

"Yeah…Sam and I were almost to the pen when we ran into a couple of roadblocks. We identified ourselves to be F.B.I. and were told we wouldn't be stopped at the next roadblock."

"But you were."

"Yeah. Sam…She had a bad feeling something was going to happen, but I brushed it off, thinking it was just paranoia over Jack escaping. But it wasn't." John shook his head, reliving last nights events in his mind. "One of the cops pulled his gun out, started blastin my car. I pulled out my own and return fire when Sam's door opens, and the next thing I know, I've been shot and Sam's been taken. After that…I don't remember a hell of a lot. I'm sorry, Bailey."

"It's okay," I nod as my cell phone rings. Excusing myself from the room, I go out into the hallway and answer it.

"Malone."

"S.A.C. Malone…this is Section Chief Fiona Garciaparra. I think you have a lot of explaining to do." I roll my eyes skyward, not trusting the cell phone to not pick up a loud sigh.

"Yes ma'am…I imagine I do."

"Well then, while you're trying to find out what to say at the press conference, I'm sending another profiler down to help you out. She's quite good."

"Who is it?"

"The 'Dragon Lady' herself of course…Dana Green." The Section Chief said with an audible smirk.

"Dana Green…she caught a serial rapist up in Maine last year, didn't she?"

"Yes…and paid dearly for it, I'm afraid. The Director's letting me loan her from the Boston Field Office to help you out. She should be arriving in Atlanta at 9 this morning."

"Her partner isn't coming with her is he?"

"Agent Morgan? No, He's on a week personal leave while he and his wife finalize their divorce. Anyways, a word of advice, Malone…if she finds your serial killer…whatever you do, don't get in her way. The Director has authorized the use of extreme force in his apprehension, and Dana's his little pet project…-" Did I just detect a hint of jealousy in the Section Chief's voice? "-so give her some room."

"What, she's being cross-trained as a wet-girl now?" I snort, using the CIA term for a hired female assassin.

"Something like that…I can't go into further detail at this time." I roll my eyes again. Figures. "But have someone meet her at the Atlanta Airport at 9." Fiona hangs up, and I dial the Task Force, picking a young agent to be Ms. Green's chaffeur later on.

After I get off the phone with the agent I groan, leaning my head back against the wall. First Jack escaping from prison, then Sam being abducted and John being shot, and now I have a profiler coming to help me that I don't even know if I can trust. What else could possibly go wrong?

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