Hotch slammed on the breaks and rushed out of his car as his heart beat out of his chest.
"Emily!" he yelled running to the accident.
He called 911 and frantically told the operator about the accident. The car windows of the other car were also shattered so he checked on the man, since his car was blocking the door to Emily. The man had blood running down his face, Hotch tried to take his pulse but there was none, he was dead. Hotch ran to the other side of Emily's car and opened the passenger seat door.
"Aaron…" Emily moaned.
"Emily, sweetheart, are you hurt?"
"Yeah… my leg. My leg really hurts. And my head, is it bleeding?"
"Yeah, it is. Help is coming.'
Emily nodded and Hotch turned to Abigail. He put out a hand to her neck to check her pulse and took a sigh of relief when he found it. He was pulled out of the car by an EMT.
"Sir please step back," he said.
Hotch nodded and impatiently watched as he checked on Emily and the car that hit them was removed from her car. Emily and Abigail were both removed from the car after a while and Hotch followed the EMT.
"Are they going to be ok?" he asked following Abby on the gurney.
"We'll do our best," the EMT replied.
Hotch followed them to the hospital and paced back in forth in the waiting room. After a few minutes the rest of the team showed up.
"Hotch, what happened?" JJ asked frantically.
Hotch explained to them what happened and sat down. He sighed and out his head in his hands.
"Man, its gonna be alright," Morgan said patting Hotch on the back.
They all sat there in the waiting room until the doctor slowly walked up to them. Hotch stood up eagerly.
"What happened? Are they ok?" he asked frantically.
"Miss. Prentiss came out of surgery, she's going to good as new in a few weeks," he replied.
"What about Abigail? What happened to the little girl?" he asked, almost in a yell.
"Aaron, calm down," Rossi warned.
"She had a lot of blood get into her brain but we got a lot of it out, she's in a coma but her heart is functioning well," the doctor replied.
"She's unconscious?" Hotch asked.
The doctor nodded, "Emily Prentiss is in room 201 and Abigail Hotchner is in 209."
The doctor walked away and left the shocked team sitting in the waiting room. Hotch sat in a chair next to Morgan, remaining silent. Hotch's sadness turned into anger. He was shaking. How could he have let this happen? He felt terrible, it was the worst feeling he'd ever experienced.
"This is all my fault…" Hotch said staring at the floor.
"No its not, that man ran a red light," JJ started, "if he wasn't drunk he would've known to stop."
"Yeah, but if I wasn't being such an ass to her she would've stayed and she wouldn't have even been on the road," he replied looking up at his teammates.
Everyone stayed silent, they knew he was technically right but they did want to believe it was because of him.
