Hey people sorry for the long wait. I will hopefully be posting sooner know that schools out! Thanks so much for the reviews and i was thinking considering that this is the more reviewed fic i have. I will pick three random reviewers one shots of there choice as long as the pairing is H/P. As long as people keep reviewing! :D Oh and before i forget... I made a youtube video for this story the link is on my profile go check it out and if you have an account leave a comment! :D

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Not all can fix it

Back at work

Emily woke up earlier than she normally would but she had to get ready. She hadn't slept very well the night before, she had refused to cry and she kept tossing and turning.

Rossi had offered to stay with her, well in the guest bedroom, but Emily being too stubborn refused. She had never been found of people hovering over her and she was definitely not going to start.

Emily felt the need to look better to work then she normally did. She was still self conscious daily but today she felt she had to dress to impress. So she looked through her closet trying to find something completely professional but sexy.

And soon Emily's hunt was over, she had found the outfit she would not just wear but she would make jaws drop.

It was a black knee length, ruffled, to the right side, skirt, with a cream colored shirt and topped off with a gray thin cardigan. She had the perfect heels, they were gray and covered her toes, yet they weren't too tall or to short.

Emily got dressed and soon began doing her makeup taking a bit longer in looking good and covering up the cut on her face with as much makeup as she could use to still look natural.

Emily looked at herself in the full length mirror. She definitely looked better than any day and gauzes had been covered as were the bruises.

Emily had never been much for the full nutritious breakfast and worse today but she decided that she would by something at the coffee shop by the office.

Emily took off still an hour before she normally showed up to work which was still about an hour and a half earlier than she was supposed to.

Hotch began to stir as he woke up the he realized that he had made it through another day but the guilt and pain was still there. The day before he had made no real progress on the countless case files, hoping that by some chance he would wake up and it would have all been a nightmare.

But like so many times before, it wasn't a nightmare but his reality. A reality he always created. He always created his own personal hell.

The day before he had to sit in his office and pretend to work, as he stole glances at the empty desk below, the desk that for a week would be empty. He had to pretend and not notice the worried mummers of Emily's day off. He had to counter them with lies, lies, and more lies.

Was that really what his life had turned to? Lies. In all honesty it might have, he lied to the team about the pain he still felt for Haley's death, his personal guilt for her death.

The only person that understood him to a whole new level was; Emily Prentiss. Together they lied to the team pretending that the love they felt for each other was nonexistent and she was willing to for him. She was willing to lie, deceive the people they both considered family.

He knew that they would have understood, heck they would have been glad for them, besides Strauss would have accepted it if they both proved to be professional which would have never been a problem. Yet it was him, he was the one that no matter what didn't want the rest of the world to know. In his mind he was protecting her, protecting her from people, sick bastards like George Foyet. He would never admit to that but she was the reason he had the strength to be there for his son, be there for their team, just be there. He loved her.

Yet he knew that he didn't deserve her not anymore. He had ruined everything he had taken his own right to tell her he loved her.

Hotch once again arrived at the office before anybody else. It was as if it were an unwritten rule. He made his way up to the office. He took a seat and silently began with the pile of files that sat on his desk innocently.

The next to arrive was David Rossi. He looked up to see his young protégé sitting at his desk looking sternly at his papers. He decided to stop by before actually heading for his own office.

"Morning" Rossi said normally as he took a seat in front of Hotch.

"Morning" Hotch said blankly and without looking up. Still staring at his file.

"How are you?" Rossi asked noticing the awkward tension, Hotch had all his shields up, he wasn't going to break.

"Good" Hotch said still avoiding looking up.

"Then why don't you look at me?" Rossi questioned.

"Because all you're going to do is reproach me what I did." Hotch said finally looking up only so Rossi could see the pain and guilt in his face.

Rossi was silent why was he really there? Why? Did he really want to hear Hotch apologize or did he just want to see his guilt.

"Your right. Have a nice day Aaron." Rossi said walking out of the younger man's office. By then, JJ was all ready running around the BAU.

Hotch felt worse, his best friend the man that had helped him become who he was, both as an Agent and as a person was now walking out of his office as if he had no hope in him at all.

Hotch felt that hole in his chest multiply. It was as if the pain was about to swallow him whole. The only other times he had felt this pain was the day his mother made him swear, the day Hailey cheated on him, and the day he got Hailey killed.

He had ruined everything. He ruined everyone. But he had hope, not hope that Emily would forgive him, actually he hoped she would never forgive him, she didn't deserve him. But he had hope that Emily would be strong, that she would prove to be the women he had fallen in love with that she would eventually learn to ignore it. Compartmentalize it away in a little box.

He knew that he was an asshole for hoping that she would just forget it but it was what he truly hoped. He knew that she could do it but he hoped that he would simply be another guy on her list of failed attempts that she would never let herself fall or be destroyed for someone so worthless like him.

That's when he noticed her.

Emily walked into the bullpen with her head held high. She had heard the other male agents make comments she had even been asked out, yet she refused. She hadn't actually thought that her outfit would call that much attention, had she been wearing those pants suits that much?

That's when she heard Morgan whistle at her, of course he would.

"Looking good princess." Morgan commented

"Thanks Morgan." Emily answered with a fake chuckle as she took her seat.

"Hot date tonight?" Morgan asked raising his eyebrows suggestively and sharing a very immature grin.

"That's for me to know and for you to think about." Emily said with a wink and smile.

Emily could see Morgan chuckle and she could see Reid blushing, she wondered what he was thinking. That's when she looked up.

She saw him looking at her. With a blank face just as he would any day. Yet when she caught him looking he didn't avert his eyes. Instead looked at her as if everything was fine.

Emily felt her anger rise how could he just act as if everything was fine. How could he?

Emily got up and angrily stormed to JJ's office. She needed her best friend. Yes Rossi was a great friend and he would always be a great friend but she needed her female friend's advice. She needed that support her friend would give her, even if she didn't know what was really wrong. Should she tell her? No, Emily Prentiss didn't need to be asking people for their help she wasn't weak and no one, especially not Hotch, would ever change that.

So that was a filler episode i do have much more planned for the 'first day back'! And if you haven't read the A/N on top go read it! And remember Review!

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