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She woke up in her hospital room with JJ there by her side. Her head hurt like hell as did her arm but what about Aaron? Was he still alive? Did they manage to save his hand? Oh god she hoped they had. It would destroy him if they hadn't. They all knew you couldn't go out in the field without two functional hands.

"Aaron?" she asked. "How's Aaron?"

JJ looked at her concerned. Oh god how was she going to tell her? She knew she had to but how was she going to? This would devastate her as it had them. The BAU was his life. Now there was no way he could return.

"JJ, what is it?" she panicked as her chest tightened and her heart rate sped up. "Please tell me the father of my baby is still alive."

"He is..." she answered.

"But?" Emily replied concerned. She knew she was keeping something from her.

"His hand couldn't be sewn back on."

"No, no," she repeated shaking her head bursting into tears. "No, this will kill him. His job is everything to him. I need to see him."

"Emily, there's something I need to tell you before you do..."

"What is it?" she asked while her chest tightened further.

"They had to take the rest of his lower arm..." She shook her head in tears. "Infection set in due to how roughly it was cut. If they hadn't removed it the infection would have carried on spreading."

She nodded in understanding. If it hadn't been removed it could have lost a lot more eventually. It could have spread eventually to his heart. It was the only way to save the man she loved. He was still alive but at such great cost. She had to go to him.

"Take me to him," she answered trying to recover her tears.

JJ nodded and Emily tried to get out of bed but found she was not in such good shape as she thought. She could feel something on her cheek and her left arm was in a sling. She could also feel her head was bandaged.

"You hit your head, broke your elbow and cut your cheek," she informed her.

She nodded and walked out of the room. JJ followed and led her to Aaron's hospital room. When she got there she entered nervously. She saw him lying there with bruises and cuts all over his face and his left leg up in plaster. She could see his left arm bandaged around the elbow and felt a lump in her throat when she saw the stump where his arm had been only that morning. She almost freaked out when she saw his eyes were closed.

"He's just in a coma," she heard Rossi's voice say. "To heal his injuries." She looked up to see him in a chair beside him and nodded. She sat down on the other chair and placed a hand on his arm. "You alright?" he asked concerned.

"Just a gash on the cheek, broken elbow and a banged head," she answered numbly. "I tried to fight them off but she knocked me out. Next thing I knew I see him lying there on the floor staring up at them and they'd already begun sawing his hand off..."

"Emily, you can't blame yourself. You did all you could. This isn't your fault."

"If only..." she answered biting back tears.

"If only nothing, Emily. You did all you could. You couldn't help being knocked out. You can't beat yourself up over this. It will only eat you up inside. You're as much a victim as Aaron is...this isn't good for the baby."

She nodded and answered numbly, "Thank you."

"How far along are you?"

"Six weeks," she answered looking down at her bump.

"Congratulations. How long have you known?"

"I found out only yesterday morning."

He nodded.

She wouldn't leave Aaron's bedside until he woke up. There was no way she was going to leave him alone while he was in a coma. She was going to help him through this. There was no way she would leave him. She'd help him adapt to being disabled as she'd do anything for him. Nothing would change her love for him.

She wouldn't leave him that night even when the nurses said she should go back to her hospital bed. She put her foot down and declared she would not leave Aaron. They ended up letting her sleep in the chair showing it could be a recliner. As long as her head was lying down when she slept they were fine with it. To help her head recover it had to be laid down.

The bandage would only have to stay on overnight. They could even take the plaster off and leave the stitches on her cheek. Those would have to be removed next week but she had to be careful with her face. She couldn't pull the stitches as it would aggravate her gash. She knew it would leave a scar but Aaron would always love her surely. She never doubted the love he had for her.

He'd never leave her, right? She knew he loved her like she did him. They wouldn't break up anytime soon but she felt a foreboding and it wasn't over his arm. How would he be mentally when he woke up? How would he cope with the loss? How would he take his amputation? Oh god she hoped he wouldn't be suicidal. Jack, the baby and she needed him. She wouldn't lose the father of her child. She wouldn't let that happen but she had no idea what the future held.