A/N- Hi guys, welcome to the second installment of the Chilcot series. I wasn't expecting to upload it so soon after finishing my first story, but it turns out I have most of this story written out so it just needs editing and uploading.

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Aaron Hotchner walked back into the hospital that he had only left 12 hours ago. Even then he had only gone home because Katy had insisted he left. He smiled to himself as he remembered her pointing out that she couldn't exactly get far without help right now. Stepping into the elevator he pressed the floor number that she was staying on as the doors closed he went over everything in his head again.

Katy Chilcot was very lucky to be alive. She'd been kidnapped, tortured and raped, the B.A.U had only just found her in time, James, her kidnapper and someone from her past, had stabbed her before fleeing the scene. She had died briefly in Hotch's arms. By some miracle she had somehow fought through it not only that, she had healed from most of her wounds quickly. She had been conscious for a month now and seemed to be gaining her strength by the day. In fact, the Doctors had been talking about discharging her within the next few days.

The elevator door opened and Hotch stepped out heading towards the room he knew Katy would be in. He knocked on the closed door and popped his head through. No one was there. Frowning he backed out wondering if she had been discharged already and wondering why Garcia, who had informed him earlier that she was coming to see Katy, hadn't called him to inform him.

Walking up to the nurses desk he waited for the woman to finish her conversation on the phone, before he spoke to her. She looked up and smiled in recognition at him. 'I was wondering if you could tell me if Miss Chilcot has been discharged?'

The nurse shook her head. 'No, she's still here, she's having a shower.' Pointing in the direction of the shower rooms she continued. 'She said if you arrived to tell you to go down there. She's in the first room.'

Hotch nodded in thanks and walked down the corridor the nurse had pointed too. Once outside the door, he could hear Garcia and Katy laughing. He knocked, the laughing stopped as footsteps came towards the door, it opened to reveal Garcia. 'Hey boss man.' she stepped back to let him into the room, he paused on the doorstep. 'Don't worry you can't see anything.' He stepped inside, noticing another door that was slightly open with a nurse stood there. Garcia closed the door behind him.

'Is that Hotch?' a familiar voice shouted from behind the door.

Garcia walked back towards the chair. 'It is indeed our illustrious leader.'

Katy laughed before she spoke again. 'Welcome back Hotch! I'm surprised you weren't back sooner.'

'Yeah well, Jack insisted I stayed until he went to school.' He leant on the door that Garcia had closed as she sat down.

The water stopped. 'Good on him! You should be spending time with him.' Her head popped around the door. 'He needs you more than I do.' She disappeared again, the nurse following her in, to help her dress.

Hotch glanced towards Garcia who was texting on her phone before he spoke again. 'How are you feeling?'

'Human. Although if Garcia keeps begging me to help her find Prince William's number I might go knock myself out again.' Katy said jokingly.

Garcia looked up from her phone in mock disgust. 'Hey, you are from England, it should be easier for you to find out!' Hotch smiled to himself at the well-worn conversation between the two.

Katy shuffled into the room. A towel still wrapped around her hair. The nurse walked out behind her, leaving the room to allow the three some privacy. 'And how many times do I need to tell you that just because I lived near where he lives several years ago it doesn't mean that I can get his number?'

'You could at least try Katy!' Hotch held the door open. Garcia walked out in front of them both. 'You used to work for the government, could you not have gotten his number then?'

Walking into her room Katy responded. 'I didn't work for… well ok I did but I was never able to get his number.' Sitting on the bed she turned to face Garcia. ''Besides, he is married now it's too late.'

Sitting on the edge of the bed Garcia continued to mumble. 'I'm blaming you for that by the way.'

'Garcia.' Hotch said warningly noticing Katy wince as he sat in the chair next to the bed. 'So what's the plan on discharge?'

'Well given I've still got another two months before I can come back to work, I think I'd best go back to England with Mum given what happened. I think my whole family will want reassurance that I am still living and breathing.' Katy sighed. 'I'm taking bets now on Mum begging me to stay in England. Especially if she finds out that James was never actually caught.'

Garcia smiled. 'That's what Mom's are for!'

Katy rolled her eyes and replied bitterly. 'Yeah, but will mother dearest let me come back?'

'Well we could kidnap you off her.' Garcia replied brightly not thinking.

Katy looked blank and seemed to withdraw into herself at that comment. Realising what she had said Garcia pulled Katy into an automatic hug. 'I'm so sorry Katy!'

Hotch watched as Katy pulled herself together, before responding to Garcia. 'No worries Penelope, slip of the tongue I'm sure.' He noticed that the haunted look stayed in her eyes for the rest of the time he was there.

8 Weeks later

Sighing Katy stopped walking and turned to her mother. 'Shall we get a coffee before I catch my flight?' her mother nodded and walked towards the nearest coffee shop. 'You want me to get them whilst you pick the table out?' Her mum walked off with the bags to find a table whilst Katy walked up to the counter.

Once she had the coffees Katy turned around and walked over to her mum, she noticed that she was biting her nail and staring off into the middle distance. Sitting down she handed her mum one of the lattes in her hand. 'Mum are you ok?'

Jumping she turned to look at Katy, placing her hands around the cup in front of her she replied. 'Katy are you sure about this?' Katy started to nod but her mum placed a hand over Katy's 'I want you to think about this. Are you sure you should go back at all?'

Katy leant back, pulling her hand out of her mother's 'Mum, please, we've been through this. I need to go back.'

Helen looked her daughter in her eyes. 'Need Katy? Or want?'

Guilty Katy looked away from her mother before replying. 'I need to, the team need me.'

'But you nearly died!' Helen said loudly causing the tables around them to turn and face them.

Katy grabbed her mother's hand again and checked no one was still staring at them as she responded. 'Mum, I didn't that is the main thing.'

'But you could have.' Squeezing her daughters hand she continued. 'Do you know how painful it was to get that call when you are so far away and knowing your father couldn't come with me to see you.' A tear fell from her mother's eye as she spoke.

Reaching out to wipe her Mum's tear Katy spoke softly. 'Mum you know what this job is about. I know you don't agree with it, but please understand that this is the job I chose, can you please respect that?'

Helen nodded sadly before replying. 'Does it have to be so far away?'

'Muuuuuum, you know I can come home whenever I want. You also know you can come over whenever. Please don't make this worse than it already is.'

Her mother smiled softly. 'I'm sorry Katy, I just worry, you are my little girl after all.'

Katy laughed and let go of her mother's hand. 'Your 28 year old baby right?' Katy stood up and walked over to her Mum hugging her from behind like she used too. 'Mum I know you worry, but if I don't go back I'll never be able to move on from what happened.' Moving back round to face her mum she looked into her face. 'Please understand that.'

For a while neither of them spoke. Suddenly a hand reached out and grasped hers. Katy looked over to her Mum. 'I'm proud of you, I always have been.'

Katy smiled at her Mum. 'Yea I know Mum.' Sipping her coffee Katy pulled a face. 'Ew, does the coffee taste fine to you?'

Looking over the cup she was drinking Helen responded. 'Yes. Why?'

Frowning Katy put down the cup. 'No reason, just not used to drinking it I guess.'

Helen smiled thoughtfully at her daughter. 'It isn't like you to not enjoy a cup of coffee.'