A/N: Alright this is another Criminal Minds fan fic. This idea came to me and one of my loyal readers liked the idea so I am going to go ahead and start it. I hope that you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters nor do I own Criminal Minds. That being said I wish I could own Hotch!!! Oh I also do not own the song What Hurts the Most by Rascal Flatts.

What Hurts the Most

(EPOV)

It all started because I was running late. I had to stay and finish up the paper work from the last case that we had. When I walked into my apartment my boyfriend Jared was already there. I took one look at his face and saw that he was pissed that I was late.

"Sorry I'm late Jared. I had to finish up the paper work from the case that we finished late last night. It will not take me long at all to get ready." I said.

Jared took one step towards me and growled "Don't worry about getting changed Emily. We are not going anywhere tonight. I am tired of being third best to you."

I looked at him surprised and said "What do you mean third best?"

He took another step towards me and then slapped me across the face as he said "I mean your boss and his son comes first. Your job then comes second. And if I am lucky I come third. I am tired of it Emily! You will cut all ties off with your boss and his little brat and you will quit your job. I need you to entertain my clients and I can't keep putting them off. I am the only man in your life and you need to see that. I do not like you spending all of your time with the guys that you work with."

I stared at him in shock and said "Don't you ever hit me again Jared. I want you to get out of my house. NOW!"

He laughed and punched me in the stomach. I gasped as I felt my breath leave my body. He went to hit me again and I blocked him this time but he just ended up kicking my knee. I could hear the bone crack as he kicked it with all of his force. I cried out in pain and Jared just laughed. Once he had me on the ground he just kept on punching and kicking me. All I could think about was that Hotch would know how to help me. When Jared finally quit kicking me I knew that some of my ribs were broken or at the very least bruised badly because it hurt like hell to breathe. I knew that I had to get out of here.

Thankfully I still had my keys on me so if I could just get to my car I could get out of here. Jared apparently thought that I could not walk because he left the living room and headed towards the bathroom. Once the bathroom door shut I crawled to the front door and managed to stand up by holding onto the stand next to my door. I heard the toilet flush and I knew that I had to get out of here quickly.

Even with all the pain I was feeling I forced myself to move know that I could cause myself even further injury. I opened up the door and took off in a limping run towards the lobby of my apartment building. As I entered the lobby I heard Jared's footsteps. I knew that if he caught up to me he very well could kill me so I sped up. I hurried outside and thanked God that my keys had the electronic key lock buttons so I pushed it and unlocked my car.

"Emily get your fucking ass back here. NOW!!!" Jared yelled.

I finally reached my car and got in and locked the door. I started my car but before I could pull out Jared was pounding on my window on the drivers side.

"EMILY GET OUT OF THE CAR NOW!" Jared roared.

I shook my head and got my gun out of my holster which I had forgotten in my shock that I was wearing and said "No way Jared."

He started screaming some more but I put my car into drive and took off. I looked in the rear view mirror and saw him run to his car and jump in. Within seconds I could see him in his car and following me. I was in so much pain that I could barely drive. I had no clue as to where I was going. All I knew is that I needed to get away so that I could stay alive. I thought about where I could go and then a light bulb clicked in my head and I knew exactly where to go. Thankfully it was only about a ten minute drive because if I had to drive any further then I would never make it. The pain was bad enough that I wanted to pass out.

I saw the street I needed and turned onto it fast. I looked in my rear view and saw that Jared was still following me. When I saw the driveway that I needed I pulled into it and hopped out of my car as quick as I could even with all the pain I was in. I heard Jared squeal his tires as he pulled in seconds behind me. I pushed myself even harder because I knew that Jared would be right behind me and get a hold of me in seconds. I prayed that the person's who house I came to was home.

I reached the door and fell into it. I pounded on it as hard as I could. I felt a hand grab my shoulder and spin me around. Jared was standing there with a look of murder in his eyes.

"Why can't you listen for once you dumb bitch? Now I will have to teach you another lesson." Jared said as he drew his fist back and punched me in the nose.

I screamed as loud as I could. Jared then punched me in the stomach. I still had my hands against the door and with all the force I could manage I pounded again on the door. Finally I felt it open under my hands and I was stumbling back.

"Emily what the hell?" the person whose house I came to said.