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Chapter One: Suicide Risk

"What do you mean he's gone?" Agent Emily Prentiss yelled as she backed away from her colleague Agent Derek Morgan. "He can't be dead! He can't be!" Morgan stepped forward to embrace her to at least attempt to comfort her, but she flailed out and ran. Agent Jennifer Jareau walked over to Morgan and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder as she commented, "She loved him...and now that he's dead...well..." Morgan looked at her and nodded. They both knew the truth, but Emily and Reid didn't.

Emily burst into her apartment, sobbing as she ran into her room, flopping down onto the bed as she cried, "Why did you have to go? Why'd you have to die and leave me, Aaron?" She had been there when her boss SSA Aaron Hotchner was shot; he was rushed to the hospital, but he had died in surgery. A thought, an idea flashed in her head, and after some thought, she was going to do it. She couldn't live without Aaron, and now she felt empty with no meaning to life. She took her gun out of its holster and her phone out of her pocket. Knowing she couldn't call all of them and tell them without one getting there in time to stop her, she decided to text them even though it was a horrible way to do it.

She quickly texted everyone in the BAU, "I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore. I'm sorry this isn't like it should be, but I don't want any of you to be able to stop me. I need him. I'm going to be with him. I'm so sorry. Goodbye." She closed her phone and looked at her gun for more than fifteen to twenty minutes, sobbing as she contemplated that she was actually was going to do this and that all she wanted was Hotch to still be here and to be able to just lie in his arms. Then, she finally put the barrel against the side of her head, cocking it as she prepared herself, about to pull the trigger.


Everyone's phone vibrated, and they all looked at their phones. They were all instantly on their feet as Morgan commanded, "Rossi, tell Strauss that we don't care about Hotch's undercover mission anymore, we need him. Garcia, stay here. Reid, JJ, come with me." They all nodded as they did as instructed. Reid, Morgan, and JJ jumped into Morgan's car as Morgan turned on the sirens and took off towards Emily's place.

JJ was crying as Reid reached forward from the backseat and took her hand. She squeezed his hand, holding it tightly as she looked back at him. Morgan barely had time to park, before they all jumped up and raced up the stairs of Emily's apartment building. Morgan broke down the door as they raced in and down the hallway to Emily's bedroom in time to see Emily put the gun to her head as JJ yelled, "Emily, don't do it!" Emily looked up at them and jumped up as she backed away and cried, "Don't try to stop me! I...I can't live anymore...It kills me inside! I am dead! I'm just a shell without him!" Morgan stepped forward with a hand stretched out towards her as he soothed, "We know, Emily...We know...But Hotch...He's alive...He pretended to be dead so they could catch a killer..." Reid as well as Emily was shocked as Emily shook her head and cried, "I don't believe you! I was there! I saw him get shot!"

JJ's phone rang, and she reluctantly answered it. She smiled and stepped forward as she commented, "Here. If you need proof, then just talk to him." Emily warily took the phone from JJ's hand before stepping back as she answered through the tears, "H-H-Hello?"

"Emily."

The gun fell from her hand as she dropped to her knees and asked, "H-Hotch? A-Aaron? Is...Is that you?"

"Yes, it's me," Hotch answered as Emily cried happily, and Hotch continued, "I'm so sorry I left you. I see now, I shouldn't have. Or I should have gotten word out to you." Morgan grabbed the gun from Emily's side as he stepped back and gave it to Reid. JJ looked at Morgan and whispered too quietly for Emily to hear, "He's on his way...he should be here soon..." All three of them left to go wait for Hotch by the door.

"Where are you?" Emily asked as she wiped away her tears that wouldn't stop falling, when a voice commented from the doorway of her bedroom, "Right here." Emily's head shot up to see the man she loved more than anything standing there as she jumped up and ran to him. Her arms shot around his neck as she sobbed into his shoulder and cried, "I...I...thought you were dead...I...couldn't deal with it!" Hotch pulled away a little, and Emily felt him press his lips against hers. When they leisurely separated, Hotch wiped away her tears as he pressed his lips against her forehead, letting them linger there as he commented, "I'm so sorry, Emily...I shouldn't have left you like that without letting you know...I should have tried to contact you...I...I love you, Emily..."

Emily smiled happily as she kissed him and replied, "I love you too, Aaron..." Hotch kissed her again and responded, "Yeah, I kind of guessed that." Emily laughed, and Hotch couldn't get enough of the sound, it was music to his ears. He kissed her again; and this time, they couldn't pull away until JJ walked in and commented, "Okay...I'll leave now..." Hotch and Emily leisurely separated as Emily laughed and commented, "JJ, you're blushing." JJ smiled and left as Hotch pulled Emily closer while she pressed her cheek against his chest.

JJ entered the living room as Morgan looked up at her and asked, "Is she alright?" JJ smiled and replied, "Seeing as she laughed when I walked in and "blushed." Which I totally did not do, Emily!" They all heard Emily laugh as she called back, "You totally did too!" The entire BAU smiled hearing her laugh after what happened.


That night, Hotch stayed with Emily as he laid down beside her on the bed in nothing but his boxers. Emily rolled over so she was facing him and snuggled into him as he wrapped an arm around her. Emily smiled and placed her head on his chest as she lightly drew circles on his chest with her finger. Hotch kissed the top of her head and whispered, "Goodnight, Emily..." Emily smiled and snuggled closer to him, sliding a leg over his hip as she replied, "Goodnight, Aaron...I love you..." Hotch smiled and pressed his nose into her hair as he responded, "I love you too, Emily..." After a moment or two, they both drifted off to sleep.


The next morning, when Emily woke up, she didn't feel the warmth of her lover by her side, and she instinctively reached out for him. When she couldn't find him, her heart started to beat faster, skipping beats. She thought that it had all been a dream and Hotch was still dead. She began to shake as she broke out into a cold sweat. She felt like she couldn't move, and she began to feel like she couldn't breathe as she screamed out, thinking out to nothing, "AARON!" To her surprise, Hotch ran into the room and over to her side as he scooped her into his arms. He rocked her gently as Emily pressed her face into his neck, tears still streaming down her face as she began to hyperventilate, and Hotch tried to sooth her, "Shh...Emily, calm down...I'm here...I'm right here, Emmy...calm down..." Emily nodded as she leaned back to look into his eyes, still hyperventilating as Hotch took her face into his hands and continued to coo, "Come on, Emmy...Calm down...Deep breaths...I need you to calm down, baby...Calm down..."

"I-I'm...trying..." Emily gasped as she suddenly kissed him. Hotch was startled, but he didn't argue as he returned the kiss slightly. They leisurely separated as Emily looked at Hotch and smiled. She was calm. Well, calm-ER. Hotch looked at her in surprise, and Emily grinned and explained, "I heard you can stop hyperventilating if you kiss someone...Something about you hyperventilate when you have too much oxygen, and when you kiss someone you deplete that oxygen..." Hotch chuckled and commented, "Thank you, Professor Prentiss..." Emily laughed as she kissed him again, realizing that in the process of him trying to sooth her, she had straddled him. She smiled mischievously and pushed him back down onto the bed as she fully straddled him. The feeling of her on top of him like that immediately turned Hotch on as he hardened against her. Emily smiled when she felt his hardened erection pressed against her as she rubbed against it, causing them both to moan.

"Aaron..." Emily moaned as Hotch flipped them over so he was on top. Emily smiled up at him as she wrapped her arms around his neck, twisting her fingers in his short dark hair. Hotch leaned down, pressing his lips against the base of her throat as Emily began to squirm beneath him, a moan escaping her lips. Her hands slid down from around his neck to the bottom of his t-shirt as she tugged on it and moaned, "You still...have too many...clothes on..." Hotch smiled against her neck and leaned back to look into her eyes as he replied, "So do you..." Emily giggled and pulled Hotch's shirt up to under his arms to make him sit up so she could pull it over his head. Hotch crashed their lips together again as Emily threw his shirt off the bed, not knowing where it landed as she closed her eyes. Hotch pulled her shirt over her head before landing his lips back onto hers again, their lips playing over each other's in near perfect rhythm. Hotch's lips slid along Emily's jaw to her neck where he gently nipped at her throat, causing a moan of pure pleasure to escape her lips as her back arched. Emily's fists clenched in Hotch's short dark hair as she moaned, "O-Oh, God...A-Aaron...This feels s-so good...b-but enough foreplay...Y-You better get...inside me...NOW!"

Hotch nodded as he pulled away from her and quickly stripped off the rest of his clothes before helping her with hers. When he returned to her, Emily willingly spread her legs for him as Hotch settled comfortingly in between them. Emily tilted her hips up to him as Hotch positioned himself and looked up into her eyes. Emily smiled and reached up, gently cupping his cheek as she pulled him down into a passionate kiss, giving him all the permission he needed. He slowly slid into her as they both moaned in pleasure. Hotch pulled out almost completely before slowly sliding back in as Emily moaned loudly and arched her back into him. Emily placed her arms around Hotch's neck as she pulled him down into a passionate yet gentle kiss, their lips playing over each others; before they leisurely separated. Hotch pressed his forehead against hers and continued to slide smoothly and slowly in and out of her as Emily panted and moaned. She bit her lip when Hotch hit a extremely sensitive spot inside her, and when he noticed her reaction to that spot; he slammed into her, into THAT spot, causing her to cry out. Hotch smiled in triumph as Emily looked up at him and gasped, "Aaron...F-Faster...Please..."

Hotch kissed her and increased his speed as Emily's moans grew louder until they turned into screams that were muffled by the kiss. One last, powerful stroke, and Emily shattered into a million pieces as she screamed out in ecstasy, pulsing and clenching around him. Hotch grunted as she milked him, pulling him over the edge with her. Hotch collapsed on top of her as Emily panted, and they both came down from their high. Hotch rolled off her as Emily sighed happily and snuggled into his side. Emily placed her head on his chest as she drew hearts on his chest and whispered, "I love you, Aaron..." Hotch kissed the top of her head and replied just as quietly, "I love you too, Emily..." Emily lovingly nuzzled his neck and slid her leg over his hip as they both drifted off to sleep.


Author's Note: Thanks for reading! Reviews are always welcome!