Sorry it took so long to update, and I would like to thank all of you for you support so far. I have decided that there might start to be a little Morgan/ Prentiss paring, just fluff here and there at the moment. I hope you like it and please review!

Emily woke up and slightly shifted and felt a sharp pain in her side. She had oxygen tube in around her face and going into her nose. Then a flash of Jims face flooded her mind. She closed her eyes tightly and waited for if to go away.

"Are you alright?"

Emily turned her head and saw Agent Greenaway sitting next to her.

"What happened?"

"Well JJ was in here last night and apparently you were having a nightmare and popped a stitch. The bleed a lot so they had to take you back into surgery. That's probably why your side hurts so much."

"Oh… so I guess my stay here just got longer?"

"Most likely,"

"Uh if you don't mind me asking, why did you leave the team?"

Elle hesitated. "No it's fine. I got shot," she said pulling down her shirt and revealing a scar. "Right here. It was a case gone wrong. The unsub came to my house and shot me while I was sleeping."

"I'm sorry."

"No its fine. Morgan tells me that you get hurt a lot."

"Yeah guess I do."

"Like what?"

"Well I have been hit on the head with a 2x4, me and Reid were held hostage and I was beaten, I've been hit by a truck, and… some other bad stuff happened, I've been shot, and now this."

"Wow that is a lot."

"I'm surprised I haven't left yet."

"Here's some advice, if you ever do leave never loose touch with the team. I would have to say the best part of the job was the people. They are great people and great friends."

"They aren't they."

"How are your hands doing?"

"Ok I guess. I know they restored their movement but I haven't really been able to move them yet. They still really hurt and it's hard to move my fingers. Who's in here next?"

"I'm not sure. They are all still at the house processing everything."

"Oh ok," Emily said looking away.

Elle didn't want to tell her about the women they had found on the wall she knew it would be too much for her to handle at the moment.

*CM*

Hotch pulled his vibrating phone out of his pocket and answer. "Hotchner,"

"Hey it's Garcia I have the coroners report."

"Wow that was fast."

"Yeah well when you tell them an FBI Agent was involved they seem to get right on it."

"Oh well what do you have?"

"Her name is Judy Rodgers, our Unsubs mother. So I did a little digging and I found out that Jim made his way to the hospital many times when he was a kid."

"So he was abused?"

"Yes."

"Ok thanks Garcia,"

"Alright the woman's name is Judy Rodgers, she is his mother."

"Wow that's a lot of rage towards her." Rossi said.

"He was abused."

"Yeah but still,"

"Ok I think we're done here, so let's head out."

Emily had to stay in the hospital for a week. She had gotten so great news saying that she wasn't pregnant and hadn't received and diseases. Everyday she had physical therapy for her hands and every day she was able to move them and stretch them out more than the day before.

When Emily got home JJ and Garcia walked her in. they had decided that at least one of them would stay with her at night. Every night for a week Emily would wake up crying or screaming thinking that he was in the room with her. JJ or Garcia was always there to comfort her and tell her that everything was going to be ok. Morgan visited her everyday and even spent the night a couple of times. He was one of the few men that she allows to be near her and touch her. She didn't know why it was him who she felt most comfortable around, but she didn't care. She liked having him around, she felt safe and warm and side. She had to take pain meds everyday as well.

December 21,

It had almost been three weeks since the attack and Emily had been home for also most two. Since it was almost Christmas everyone was making plans and she was going to have to adapt to the thought of being alone for awhile. She knew she could do it but she didn't want to. Who was going to be there at night? Be the one to tell her everything was going to be ok when she started to have a panic attack. Who was going to help her change her bandages. She had never felt so weak and dependent on someone else.

She sat on her couch and held her head in her hands. She still had all of the gauze on her arms, hands and side. She wasn't aloud to wear long sleeves or gloves until the gauze and stitches were gone.

There was a knock on her door and she slowly rose from the couch. She clenched her side and she stood up. She slowly opened the door and saw Morgan standing in the door way. He had his hands in his coat pockets, and small smile on his face.

"Hey, can I come in?"

"Yeah," she said stepping to the side.

"What's up? I thought you were on your way to Chicago today."

"Actually that's what I came here to talk to you about. I want you to come with me."

Emily looked at him like he was crazy. "Are you serious?"

"Yeah, I don't want you to be here alone."

"Morgan I cant, I can't do that. This is your time with your family and I'm so messed up I don't want to rain on your parade."

"Yes you can. I want you to come. I kind of already told them that you were coming."

"Morgan!"

"My mom said it was fine I told her that you were going through a rough time and needed someone to spend Christmas with."

Emily titled her head and just looked at him.

"Please Em I want you to come. Come on it will be fun." He saw the look of worry in her eyes. "Don't worry you will be fine. I'll be there every step of the way."

"… Ok I'll come."

He smiled and pulled her into a hug.

"When are we leaving?"

"In two hours so I would get packing."

"Two hours! Why didn't you come to me earlier?"

"Sorry, I had to buy the tickets. Come on I'll help you," he said walking her upstairs.

When they got to the airport Morgan carried her bags and helped her on the plane. She requested the isle seat, and she refused to use the bathroom no matter how badly she had to go. She was still a little panicky in tight places.

"Don't worry it's only a two hour flight."

"I know, but I still feel right about coming. I don't want to intrude."

"Emily listen to me, its ok, my mom and sisters are actually really glad that you are coming and can't wait to see you. It's going to fine I promise."

"What's Christmas like at your house?"

"It's like all family Christmas's. We have a tree, dinners, gifts, hot chocolate, love, each others company. I think you will really enjoy it."

"I never had a Christmas like that."

"What do you mean?"

"When I was a kid my mom took me to these bid fancy dinners with all the other important people in her work. We didn't really celebrate it. And we gave gifts but they were never gifts that nine year old would want."

"What about your dad?"

"He uh… he was never around."

"I'm sorry."

"It's cool."

"You know what? I'm going to make this Christmas your best."

"Are you now?" she asked raising her brow and smiling.

He laughed. "You bet."

"attention passengers please fasten your seat belts, and prepare for lift off," the pilot announced.

"Here we go," he said giving her a smile of reassurance.