Emily shook her head, grabbing Johnny's arms so he wouldn't leave. "No, please. Don't make them come with us."
Johnny turned, pressing a forceful smile to his face. "Emily, you're so confusing my dear. I thought you wanted to come and start our lives together."
"Oh, no I do. I really do but… maybe we can leave them here with their father so we can start over."
Johnny shook his head, grabbing Emily by her shoulders. "Oh Emily, they're part of your life, so they will be part of mine. That will not change. Ok?"
Emily stared at the man in front of her, begging herself not to cry and potentially kill herself and her children. "Ok, just… they're shy, and they might not talk much. Don't read into it. And, if they look afraid, they're just missing their daddy. Ok?"
Johnny looked at her oddly before nodding his head. "Ok. Now lets go."
When they made it out to his car, Emily had Michelle on her hip, and Jack and Carly at both of her sides. She looked up to see the team heading their way, flack vests on, their guns drawn. "Johnny-"
"Get in."
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Dave looked down the street to the Hotchner household, to see Emily and the kids following a man out of the garage. They were walking quickly to a car, getting the kids in the backseat.
"Guys that's-"
"Move! NOW!"
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Emily buckled her kids into the backseat, kissing each one on their forehead. "Johnny, can I sit in the back with them?"
"No, you sit up here with me."
"But-"
"Get in the front."
