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Before she could make it to the door, the door was kicked in. A man of average height and weight immediately tackled Emily knocking the gun out of her hand. When she was tackled to the floor the man turned his attention down the hallway looking for something, "I know he's here! Where is he?" The man yelled trying to get up. After Emily was on the ground he didn't even try to hurt her but when he started to get up she wasn't about to let him find Lane, knowing that was his motivation.

"I don't think so!" Emily yelled, grabbing his ankle bringing him back down to the floor.

The man kicked, trying to get Emily off of him, "Let me go!"

Emily wasn't about to let go. The man gave up on Emily letting go and was moving further down the hall.

Emily noticed and let go of his ankle, then she jumped on top of his whole body trying to stop him. This man was on a mission to kill her son. He had a gun in his hand and made no attempt to shoot her. Once on top of him, she tried punching him in his sides and using his pressure points to get him under her control, her attempts failed.

The man was incredibly strong and his was able to flip over on his back, with Emily still on top of him. He easily picked Emily off and threw her against the wall. The force of the hit caused her to release a grunt of pain as she hit, but by no means stopped her from trying to stop the man who was after her son. She was quickly back on top of him. They were almost to the doorway of her room. The man had even become more enraged and punched Emily in the face which sent her rolling off of him, onto the floor next to him.

Lane had been watching through the crack of her bedroom door, he was standing behind. But the punch was the last straw. He came out from behind the door and started to jump on this man, but was quickly shot. Emily saw Lane grab his stomach in shock, and watched him fall to the floor. "Lane!" She yelled.

The man who had entered her apartment, was running out her front door by the time Lane hit the floor. Emily made no attempt to go after him. Her son was her main concern. She went over to him, lifting his upper torso in her arms. She started crying. She gently laid him back down and went over to her cell phone calling an ambulance.

While she waited on the ambulance, she held Lane in her arms, slightly rocking him.

When the ambulance got there she rode the ambulance to the hospital with him. She wasn't about to leave him a second time. She held his hand all the way there.

Emily was separated from Lane when they rushed him into the E.R.

She sat in the waiting room, putting her elbow on her knee and holding her head. She dialed Hotch's number.

"Prentiss?" He said.

"Hotch." Emily said with a shaky voice, and indications she had been crying.

"Prentiss, what's wrong?"

"Hotch, a man came to the apartment, I tried to stop him. I told Lane to hide but he came out and got shot. Were at the hospital."

"I'm on my way." Hotch hung up and got there as fast as he could.

When he came into the hospital he saw Emily holding her head. "Prentiss."

She looked up at him. She couldn't help herself, she needed someone to lean on. Hotch walked over to her and she stood up and leaned against his chest crying.

Hotch was surprised by the reaction, but he wrapped his arms around her, in an attempt to comfort her. He looked down and saw blood on her white shirt, "Emily are you okay?" He said, pushing her away from him slightly so as to see if she was hurt.

"I'm fine, it's all Lane's. I held him in my arms till the ambulance got there." Hotch ran a couple of his fingers over the bruise under her left eye, that was starting to swell and form. "It's nothing."

"You need some ice on that." He guided her down to the chair helping her sit down. He saw a nurse walk by, "Nurse! We need an ice pack over here."

The nurse nodded and went to get Hotch an ice pack. "Hotch it's really not necessary." The nurse brought the wrapped ice pack to Hotch. He held it gently on Emily's cheek before she grabbed it herself, complying with the care Hotch was showing her. "Thank you." She said sniffling.

Hotch took a seat next to her, "Now tell me what happened."

Emily took a breath, "Right after you called there was knock on the door, an extremely hard, fast knock. I told lane to go in my room and get out of sight. I thought it might have something to do with the dead detective. Before I got to my door it was kicked in. This man tackled me, but he wasn't after me, he knew Lane was there and he was trying to get to him. I tried to stop him but I couldn't and…" Emily started crying again. "Why was he after him Hotch?"

Hotch pulled a picture out of his pocket, "Is this him?" Emily took the picture.

"Who is this?"

"One of Lane's foster parents."

"What does he want with Lane?"

"When Lane was 10 he lived with this man Joe Mendez and his wife Lucy Mendez. Lucy was a very abusive woman. Her and Joe had a child together named Maria. According to a few witnesses Maria and Lane were very close." Hotch to the picture back from Emily.

"Hotch, tell me what happened."

"When Lane was 10 Lucy put a gun in his hand and made him shoot Maria."

"How old was Maria?"

"Four and ever since then Joe has blamed Lane for killing Maria. He killed the detective, after he got the information he wanted out of him and then he headed to your apartment. The rest of the team is tracking him right now."

Emily started to cry again, but was interrupted by a doctor, "Ms. Prentiss."

"Yes." She said, standing up with Hotch by her side."

"He's stable, but he's in a coma."

Emily took in a deep breath, as if the news took her breath away. She felt Hotch's arm wrap around her, giving her some comfort.

"Is he…"

"It's too early to tell."

"Can we see him?"

"Yes. He's in room 304."

Emily took off in the direction of the room with Hotch in tow. When they got to his room she was stopped in her tracks, at the sight of her son hooked up to so many machines. She slowly walked up to his bed, "What am I going to do Hotch?"

"Stay with him, be there for him."

"I need to be out there looking for the man that did this."

"The rest of the team is doing that, he needs you here."

"I don't know how to do this."

"Sit with him, talk to him."

Emily turned around to look at Hotch who was standing behind her, "Find him Hotch, find the man that did this."

Hotch grabbed Emily's hand that had the ice pack in it. He picked her hand up and put it back up to her cheek. "Sit down and rest. I'll have JJ or Garcia bring you over some clothes."

"Thank you Hotch."

"We will find him."

"I know."

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