A/N: I was reading this amaziiing story from kbrewster called 'Collide' and my mind started to work about the possibilities from this universe. So I asked her permition (of course) and started a new story. I dedicated to her, for giving me the inspiration to write this. Thank you so much. I hope you guys like it. And don't worry, I don't intent to abandon my other story. Here is the Prologue!

Prologue

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

He slowly regained consciousness, hearing the annoying sound of the machine. He felt a sharp pain on his head and something impeding his breathing. He opened his eyes and flinched at the brightness of the light on the room. He felt someone hovering him and a grip on his hand. He tried to remember how he had arrived there, what had happened but he couldn't think clearly. He could hear someone calling his name softly, a familiar voice.

"Aaron?" He tried to focus on the shadow in front of him but the light was too bright. He shut his eyes tight and opened again, seeing that someone had closed the blinds. "Aaron, honey, are you awake?" Honey? Who was calling him honey? He turned to the shadow again and managed to distinguish Prentiss's form beside him. What she was calling him honey? Why she was calling him Aaron?

He tried to speak but again found something on his mouth impending his breathing. He started to fuss about it until another voice talked to him. "Mr. Hotchner, calm down. We had to put a tube on your throat to help your breathing but I'm going to take it off okay?" He nodded and the doctor started to pull out the tub. "Okay, when I take it all off I want you to cough". He did and Hotch started to cough, feeling a sharp pain on his throat. "How are you feeling?" The doctor asked. He opened his mouth to answer but no sound came. Suddenly there was a straw on his mouth and he top a sip of water looking at Prentiss's lovingly eyes directed to him. "Let's try again. How are you feeling, Mr. Hotchner?"

"I'm fine…" He managed to answer with a scratch voice. "What happened?"

"You were involved on a shooting and a bullet hit your chest. You fell hard on the floor and hit your head. You had a slight brain swelling and we put you on a coma to treat it. Are you in pain?"

"Not so much. How long am I here? Where is Jack?" He asked looking at Prentiss.

"He's at Anna's. I'll bring him later".

He frowned. Anna? "Anna? As in my mother?"

"Of course, babe. I've never been so thankful that she had moved here." She said with a chuckle.

"When did she move here? And why are you calling me babe and honey, Prentiss?" He asked getting a little impatient. What the hell was happening?

Her face fell at his question and she looked at the doctor with confused eyes. "Prentiss?"

The doctor seemed to realize what was happening and intervened. "Mr. Hotchner, what is the last thing you remember?"

His brow furrowed and he took a few seconds to answer. "We were coming back from a case on Texas. There were decapitated heads and the sheriff was murdered".

Emily looked confused for a few seconds before realization came. "But… but…" She whispered, tears pricking on her eyes.

"Mrs. Hotchner, can I talk to you outside?" What?! He saw Prentiss nod and leave the room with the doctor. What the hell was happening? Why the doctor called Prentiss as Mrs. Hotchner? He stayed there, waiting for someone to return to explain to him, trying to understand what was going on.

A few minutes later, Prentiss came back with red eyes, sniffing and sat beside him again. "Can you explain to me what is happening here?" He watched her open and close her mouth, unable to speak anything. Starting to get frustrated he snapped. "Drop it Prentiss! Why the doctor was calling you Mrs. Hotchner?"

"Because I am. I am Mrs. Emily Hotchner. We're married, Aaron."

He looked at her dumbfounded for several seconds. Married? What the fu…? "What? Are you crazy?"

He saw a single tear run down her cheek. "No. We're married for two years. Together for almost four. That case you were talking about happened six years ago, Aaron." She saw his eyes widening. "The doctor said that due to your swelling you must be suffering from temporary amnesia. They'll run some tests later but he said it's probably just the trauma, it's only temporary".

"Wait… wait a minute. You're saying that we are married?"

"Yes…"

The thoughts were running through his head and he closed his eyes to try to regain some composure. He had married Prentiss. Six years. Six whole years. What he would do? He opened his eyes and saw Prentiss looking expectantly to him. "Can you give me a moment? I think I need to be alone right now". He saw her face contorted in pain and she gave him a slight nod.

"Sure… I'll just… I'll come back later, with Jack okay? He really wants to see you".

"Yeah, fine." He said dismissively and watched her go, tears running down her face and a single sob escaping right before she left the door. He closed his eyes and tried to absorb everything. He didn't remember six years from his life. And apparently those years had been very eventful because he was married to his subordinate. What the hell he supposed to do?

A/N: Should I continue? Let a review. The speed of the updates will be based on your response, okay?