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    Targeted-Rizzoli & Isles/Criminal Minds Crossover

    With a nod from Hotch, JJ continued, “You’re right Reid, the
    newest victim, Nancy Foxx, was Native American, Wampanoag.”

    “So is she why we were called in?”

    “No Morgan, not exactly, she worked as a receptionist for
    Boston PD, which hit close to home but also, five women in ten days?  They are at a loss and are looking at a 48
    hour window before another body turns up.”

    “So who called us in, the Chief of Police or the locals?”
    Rossi had to ask since this would go a long way toward police cooperation.

    JJ was waiting for this question.  “The Chief of Police.  Apparently the Detective in charge is unhappy
    about our being invited.”

    The general groan from the team put a knowing smile on her
    face.  They’d been down this road before.

    Emily looked at JJ before speaking, “are you saying we’re
    going to have a problem or is it just that they didn’t give this detective a
    heads up?”

    “My impression is leaning more toward the latter, but we’ll
    know more when we get there.”

    “Alright people, wheels up in 30 minutes, Garcia, get me
    whatever information you can find on the victims also, I’d like some background
    on this detective” looking at the paperwork JJ passed him, “Jane Rizzoli.”

    Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

    Grabbing her go bag from her office, JJ spun around as a
    well placed hand fondled her backside.

    “Emily Prentiss! Not here…”

    “Aww come on Jennifer, just a kiss before we leave?” Without
    waiting for an answer, she dropped her own bag and pulled the younger woman
    against her taking possession of her lips.
    JJ’s moan of pleasure excited her even more and bodies pressed together,
    their tongues danced around each other eliciting moans from them both.

    Breaking apart, they leaned into each other in an attempt to
    calm themselves. “Damn JJ” the husky sound of Emily’s voice sent a shiver down
    her spine.

    “Emily we have to go.”

    “I know hon I just…I hate having to pretend that we’re not together when we
    work a case. Damn that fraternization policy.”

    “I know but Hotch was pretty clear, he backs us 100% as long
    as we don’t let our personal lives interfere with our professional lives.”  JJ looked at her partner.  She hated seeing her looking so miserable but
    right now they didn’t have a choice.
    Glancing at her clock, she realized they had about ten minutes.

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