Hello people. I am sorry it has taken so long to update. Things happen you know? And working through pent up things makes it harder to write but now at the same time easier as well I guess.

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Pulling up at the hospital Derek was separated from Emily as they took her away to be treated in private. Although as they took her into her own room the primary nurse who would be in charge of her care while she was in the ER had to pry Derek's hand from Emily's and usher him towards the waiting room.

He was met by the worried faces of Hotch, Penelope and JJ.

"How is she? Is she okay? Do you know what happened?" Penelope asked bombarding Derek with questions, stopping abruptly as she saw the blood on his hands that she knew could only be from Emily.

"Oh God." She finished off saying.

"Derek, what happened?"

"I don't know Hotch. I went to check on her and when she didn't answer I thought that she was just pissed. But something didn't feel right. I went in and she was just… there. Tied up like… like an animal. Gagged against her will. Naked… and… the blood." He finished off with looking at his hands.

"Did she say anything?"

"No. Nothing coherent anyway. He… he cut her. Deep. Between her breasts all the way down to her belly button. It looked so bad."

All were silent.

Four sets of eyes swelled with unshed tears as they sat or paced waiting for any information.

As the nurse Derek recognised made her way into the room Derek stood and was followed by the rest of their team.

"Is she okay?"

"I can't comment on that because I am not her doctor but at this stage she is in the process of being treated. She does have some severe injuries, and I'm afraid to say that she will require a rape kit. However has asked that someone by the name of 'JJ' be there with her?"

JJ's eyes had widened and she continued to nod as she gathered herself and composed herself as she followed the nurse away from three of her friends towards another.

Walking into the room she saw Emily looking much paler than her normal fair skin would be. She looked ghostly.

Slowly following the nurse up to Emily's side, she saw her closed eyes. Bringing her hand up to Emily's she grasped it lightly running her thumb over the knuckles internally sighing as she saw the restraint marks on her wrists.

Emily breathed in shallowly and opened her eyes, slightly smiling when she saw JJ.

"JJ. You're here. Can we go now?"

JJ's eyes saddened as she saw the lack of understanding probably due to the blood loss.

"N-no honey. Not quite. We have to get you better before you can go home."

"Oh…"

She waited a moment.

"Can I go home now?"

JJ smiled sadly at Emily while using her free hand brush Emily's fringe from her face. "No sweetie. You have to get fixed up first. You need stitches and… a… check up first."

"Oh… okay." Emily said before closing her eyes yet again.

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Meanwhile at Emily's apartment Reid and Rossi had been assessing the scene and venting their frustration at each other and at unsuspecting crime scene technicians and police officers.

"It looks like there was no forced entry. How did he get into the place?"

"I don't know. I just wish that I did."

"So do I. Have you heard anything from Hotch?"

"No nothing. Emily asked for JJ but there is nothing apart from that. Apparently he cut her bad though."

"That'd explain some of this blood."

"Yeah but not all of it."

"The other blood is mixed with-"

"I know kid. I know. But we'll get this guy. You got it? We will get him."

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Emily tried to sit up but quickly exhaled as all the air left her chest.

"Woah, Emily lie back down."

"No, I just want to go home."

She was receiving a blood transfusion and JJ believed that that was part of the reason she was now starting to protest being in the hospital. If she was going to sign out AMA then she needed to at least have had the kit done so that they had something to work with. But JJ was afraid that as Emily grew to become more lucid there would be a higher chance of her refusing.

Another hour passed as JJ stood there brushing Emily's knuckles. A five car pile up with multiple casualties had taken precedence over Emily. She had fallen asleep and JJ just watched on as bad dreams already appeared to be plaguing her sleep.

Just as it was starting to get bad JJ was going to wake her, but sound of the door did that for her.

It sent Emily flying forward with panicked eyes looking around the room for some sort of intruder that would harm her yet again. Her hand clutched her chest as blood seeped through the hospital gown.

While the cut had been severe, it hadn't penetrated deep enough to be life threatening. However, unbeknownst to Emily, she would require multi-layered stitches.

"Emily. Emily honey, you're okay. You're at the hospital. This is doctor…"

"Warner."

"… and she is going to fix you up and do the kit and then we'll see what we need to do to get you out of here."

Emily looked from the doctor to her friend and back again multiple times waiting for the fog to clear. And then the pain hit her. Both the physical and mental pain tortured her. She was, she was… And she didn't stop it.

Processing what JJ had said she wheedled through it with a fine-tooth comb. The structure was so as not to deter her and to prevent her from protesting. But it was too late. Kit. That could only mean one thing. And there was no way she was going through an experience like that. She'd seen it when it came to other victims, and that wasn't happening to her.

"No. I am not having one. No." her voice was firm, but still wavered slightly.

JJ locked eyes with her and knew what she was talking about.

"Emi-"

"No."

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Hey. So next chapter will be hard to write because it will be the kit and it will probably be more emotional. Please let me know what you think. Thanks.