Hotch, Rossi and Emily didn't waste any time after they got off the plane. They got in a car and sped down to JJ's house with the sirens on while Hotch tried to get a hold of Will again, but was having no luck. His stomach dropped and he stuffed his phone into his pocket, stepping on the gas. It was a race against time to save JJ's family. When they got there, they all instinctively pulled out their guns. Hotch took charge, "Emily you take the front and Rossi and I will take the back, you go in first and we'll be right behind you for back up." He ran around to the back with Rossi. Emily nodded, nervously. She really didn't want to be the reason that JJ's family got murdered. Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door.

"FBI! Open up!" she yelled, when she got no response she used the heel of her foot to knock the door open. When JJ and Will had bought the house she had never thought she'd be kicking the door down. Emily held the gun out in front of her as she walked through the rooms, at first she didn't see anything, but then she saw splotches of blood on the carpet. She gulped hard as she followed the trail of blood droplets to the bedroom, hoping she wouldn't find JJ's family dead. When she opened the door she was half relieved to find that Will was still being held in the arms of Sean Raisman, the only bad thing was that he seemed to be unconscious and Sean was holding a gun to his head with a knife in his other hand. "Sean Raisman, put the gun down." Emily told him, "You know you don't want to do this. It's not too late to change your mind and not get charged for another murder."

Sean shook his head, he looked completely unstable. "Get out!" His voice was shaky and raised the gun to point it at her, but the hand that he was holding the gun with was shaking slightly.

Emily noticed his behavior and decided to take a different approach. "Sean, I know how you saved those families and I agree with you, all those kids wanted to be saved. You were just…helping them."

"Shut up!" Sean yelled, shaking still. He wiped sweat off his face with his shoulder. "You're lying! You don't understand why I do it! No one does!" He had a crazy look in his eyes that surprised Emily slightly. She had thought he would be calm at a time like this since he had the upper hand and head start.

"Calm down alright? I just want to talk." Emily tried to calm him down, but it only seemed to make it worse.

"Get out or I'll shoot!" Sean still had the gun pointed at her.

Emily shook her head, confident that he wouldn't have the guts to shoot her. "We have the house surrounded, there's no way out. Give yourself up!" she exclaimed, making eye contact with Sean.

"NO!" Sean pulled the trigger on his gun and threw Will to the side before running out the doorway, past Emily who had fallen to the ground. He dashed up the stairs as he heard footsteps in the dining room.

Hotch and Rossi were searching the kitchen and the dining room when they hear footsteps running up the stairs. Hotch nodded to Rossi and they both ran up the stairs, making sure to be light on their feet so they wouldn't make any noise.

Sean was climbing out the window of Henry's bedroom because there was a roof outside of it that he could jump off of. Once he got on the roof he slid down it and jumped off. He let out a small moan, but it wasn't loud enough for Hotch or Rossi to hear from the house. He got up and half-ran, half-hopped down the street and into the shadows before the backup Hotch called had even arrived.

Hotch and Rossi cleared each of the rooms, but were discouraged when they didn't find anything. "Where's Emily?" Rossi asked, running down the stairs. He walked through the halls until he heard a faint moaning noise.

"Hotch! Rossi!" A faint voice called from the bedroom.

Rossi followed the voice and jogged into the bedroom, immediately seeing Emily lying on the ground, leaning against a wall. "I NEED A MEDIC!" He yelled and bent down next to her. "Emily where are you hit?" he asked.

Emily lifted her right hand up to her left shoulder. "It's not bad, but…" she paused, "it's definitely painful."

Rossi looked at the hole on her shoulder, he had barely missed her bulletproof vest, but unfortunately he had and now Emily had a bullet in her shoulder. "Okay. Keep pressure on it. The medics are coming."

Emily nodded and held her hand down on her shoulder, luckily she had a high tolderance for pain so she gritted her teeth, but it was a different, stinging pain that made it scary for her. "Check on Will. He's on the other side of the bed."

Rossi walked around to the other side of the bed and felt Will's pulse, it was still there, he was just unconscious. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a medic rush in and start tending to Emily. He pulled her up off the ground and helped her out of the room and out towards the ambulance. Another medic came in, "Is anyone else hurt?" he asked.

"Yes. He's unconscious." Rossi reported lifted Will off the ground and setting him on the bed.

"Alright. I'll take care of him, he's gonna be fine." The medic nodded as he looked over Will, nothing serious was wrong with him. He'd just gotten hit in the head with the butt of a gun.

"Good. Have you seen a little blonde boy running around?" Rossi asked the medic and then looked up to see Hotch standing in the doorway.

"Nope, sorry." The medic answered, more focused on waking up Will at the moment.

Hotch gulped, he'd hadn't seen Henry yet and he was starting to get worried. He nodded at Rossi to stay with Emily and then ran out of the room, up the stairs and started searching through all the rooms. At first, Henry was nowhere to be found until he went into the bathroom and opened the cabinet under the sink. Henry was curled into a ball clinging to the pipe with his eyes wide. Luckily he immediately recognized Hotch, "I want my mommy." He told him, climbing out of the cabinet.

Hotch lifted Henry up and carried him down the stairs. "Don't worry, we'll go see her after your daddy gets checked by the doctors." He carried Henry all the way down to the ambulance where they had already woken Will up. "How are you?" he asked Will.

"Just a minor concussion. Nothing serious." Will told Hotch and then turned to his son. "Hey buddy. I'm so proud of you, you know that?" Will said, smiling. "Your mama is too." He looked at Hotch, "Have you found him yet?"

"Sean? No. He ran before the backup got here, but he couldn't have run that far so he has to be close. Don't worry they'll find him." Hotch told Will, reassuringly but he wasn't actually as sure as he made himself sound.

Henry smiled and hugged his dad. "Can we go see her now?" he asked, turning to look at Hotch. Will looked at him too, waiting desperately for an answer.

Hotch nodded. "Of course. I have to go check on Emily though." Walking through the cluster of police cars to the other ambulance, Emily was sitting on the edge while one of the paramedics was stitching up her arm.

"Luckily," the paramedic started as Hotch walked up, "it was a through and through wound so all I have to do is stitch her up and she should be good to go except for a little soreness."

"Well, we're going back to Pennsylvania to go see JJ and if you don't want to fly, that's perfectly fine." Hotch told Emily, obviously a little worried about her.

"No, I want to go. I have to be there for JJ." Emily said, nodding.

"Emily. You just got shot."

"You think I don't know that? Sure I was shot, but JJ went through much worse and she needs all of us now more than ever, Hotch." Emily insisted, "Plus...what was the point of even getting shot if I don't get to show it off to Morgan?" She chuckled a little bit and Hotch smirked for a brief second.

"Okay we're leaving once you're finished, okay?"

Emily just nodded and after the paramedics finished stitching her up she got in a car with Hotch and Rossi and drove down to their small private FBI airport.

Will got in his own car and put Henry in his car seat before following Hotch, Rossi and Emily's car to the airport and they all boarded a plane that would soon be on its way to Pittsburgh.

Reid was sitting forward in his chair with his face in his hands. Garcia was across from him, asleep in her chair and Morgan was nodding off too in the chair next to hers. JJ's parents had been waiting with them, but they left to go get some dinner for everyone. It had been almost 3 hours since a doctor had come to update them about JJ. Last time when he had come he said that she was bleeding internally due to the stab to her stomach. From what Reid could take in from the doctor, her internal bleeding was being caused by an artery being damaged and blood pooling underneath the skin outside the circulatory system. If too much blood was lost, the body wouldn't be able to recover and JJ would die. The surgeon told them he would try to fix it, but there were a lot of complications that could go wrong in a procedure like this and Reid knew all of them. The biggest was that if they couldn't find where the blood was coming from in time she would bleed out and never make it out of the operating room. Other complications were minor, but could still be life-threatening. Reid couldn't stop thinking about what would happen if she died, he saw flashes of Morgan holding a crying Garcia in his arms. Emily slouching back in her chair with a shocked look on her face and Will would bury his face in his hands while little Henry sat in a chair next to his dad, knowing something was wrong, but it wouldn't be until later that he would actually know what happened. JJ's mom would be crying loudly, collapsing into her husband's arms. Reid knew that Hotch would walk out of the room, to hide his emotions from the rest of the team. It would be hard on everyone, JJ was like the cornerstone. She held everything together and if she died, the BAU just wouldn't be the same. As Reid finished this thought he saw a doctor walk up, still in his scrubs. His face showed no emotion and this made Reid nervous, he stood up and walked up to the doctor being careful not to wake Morgan or Penelope.

"So?" Reid asked, crossing his arms. "How is she?" he gulped, waiting for the news.

"She just got out of surgery, we were able to find the source of the bleeding and stop it before it got too serious. We gave her stitches on her leg and face and we brought in a plastic surgeon to repair the damage to her skin, meaning-"

"She won't have scars, good." Reid finished his sentence.

"On her face, yes, but on her stomach there will be a scar from the stab. Also…she hasn't woken up yet and we have to have her on a breathing machine because one of her ribs that broke punctured her left lung, so she is too weak to breathe on her own. We're hoping she'll wake up soon, but there's no way to tell when and if she wakes up." The doctor explained, holding his scrub cap in his hands.

"If?" Reid asked, biting the inside of his lip. "You think there might be a possibility that she won't wake up?"

"It seems that she took an impact to her head at some point causing some swelling in the brain. We were able to relieve the pressure with a simple procedure, but we aren't sure if that did anything permanent to her brain yet. Only time will tell. " He explained with a grim, serious expression on his face.

Reid nodded. "Can I…see her?"

"Yes, but she is attached to a breathing machine right now." The doctor told him, "Just be prepared for that. She won't look the same."

Reid nodded, "I am." He followed the doctor to JJ's room and walked in. JJ was lying in the bed, there was a tube attached to her mouth and he knew that that was the tube that was helping her breathe. Her right hand was in a cast and her stomach was wrapped tightly in bandages and gauze. To Reid, she looked peacefully still, he smiled a little glad to see her. He sat down by her bed and took one of her hands in his. It was cold and motionless, but it still had that soft, comforting feeling to it that made him feel confident that she would wake up.

"I remember when I first met you." Reid started, smiling, "It was a Tuesday morning and you walked in and introduced yourself. You were young and confident, I'd even venture to say fearless. I remember you seeming so nice and so…approachable. It was like right then I knew I could trust you and that we'd end up being friends. Ever since then we've been close, but you were always looking out for me and now I feel like I should have been looking out for you. I can't imagine the FBI without you, so please JJ you have to wake up for me and for Henry." He told her, not knowing if she could hear him or not. He would have talked more, but his phone rang. He stood and walked out of the room, while answering it. "Hello?"

"Hey it's Hotch. Henry and Will are okay, we caught Sean before either of them got seriously hurt, but he shot Emily. It wasn't serious though so we're all on our way to the hospital now. How's JJ?" Hotch asked, hoping to get good news.

"The doctor said he doesn't know if she'll wake up or not. She's also on a machine to breathe…its bad Hotch. I know we said she's strong, but I don't know about this. It just seems so…hopeless." Reid sighed, looking down at his feet.

"Don't say that Reid, JJ will get through this." Hotch said, "We'll be there soon." He hung up the phone and put it back in his pocket, carefully.

"Get through what?" Will asked, looking over from the passenger seat to Hotch, who was in the driver's seat. Henry was in the back, sleeping and Emily and Rossi were following them in another car.

"The doctors said they don't know if JJ will wake up…and she's on a breathing machine right now." Hotch said, keeping his eyes forward on the road. He didn't have the strength to look her friend's husband in the eyes right now.

Will gulped and ran his fingers through his hair. "I shouldn't have let her go. I should have come, I knew she was going to handle family stuff and I knew it was gonna be hard for her to handle, but I just let her go. She needed me and I wasn't there."

"Will."

"If I had been there I could have protected her. I mean, that's what marriage is about right? Protecting the person you love and I wasn't there for her like I should have been. I could have prevented this, but I was so angry at her and now…she might die?"

"WILL. She won't leave you, okay? She will wake up and she won't blame you for anything. I think you and I both know that JJ would have gone to Sean's house alone even if you were there. It was hard for her and she wanted to be alone. That's something even you couldn't have helped." Hotch said, "Don't blame yourself; just focus on hoping and praying that she'll wake up."