Chapter 14

Emily closed her eyes hard as the nurse finished probing her anus to see if anything had torn. She had done the same with her virginal area which had been just as humiliating. But JJ had held her hand the entire time, even if Emily had squeezed it a little too hard. This would be the last test and then the only thing that remained was taking photos of her bruises.

When they'd first entered the room, the nurse had scolded her for taking a shower because it would be harder to swab for fluids. There was still a chance they'd find Will's DNA in her and on the clothes she had worn the times he raped her. Also, the sheets were full of it too. They had talked her through all of it to leave no room for surprises.

"Thank you, agent Prentiss. You can take your legs down," the nurse said, softly, and Emily didn't have to be told twice. As soon as her panties were back on she finally allowed herself to breathe.

The nurse turned around and bagged the swabs of fluids before scribbling something down on her papers. The nurse, who's name tag said Christine, grabbed a camera and turned back again, a soft smile on her lips.

"Can you take of the shirt so that we can take a few pictures?"

Emily nodded silently and turned around to bring her hospital gown over her head, leaving her in only bra and panties. She felt so vulnerable under the older woman's eyes. Turning around, slowly, she held her arms around her body to shield herself as much as possible.

"Bring your arms down for just a minute. I know it's hard, but it'll all be over before you know it," Christine tried to comfort.

Looking up to the ceiling, Emily finally put her arms down and held her breath as the nurse snapped the photos. This time her friend wasn't comfortably squeezing her hand. instead JJ stood with her back turned to Emily to give her some privacy, as if she had any left. Emily knew she should be able to handle this by herself, but never before had she found herself in this situation. She'd managed to compartmentalize and pretend that nothing was wrong, but once the dam was broken it was harder to go back. Everyone knew what she had let Will do to her by now and even if it was embarrassing, she felt relieved. Relieved because she wouldn't have to keep it from her friends anymore and most of all relieved because it was over. Will was gone from her life and now she could finally start to heal.

"All done," the nurse finally said and handed Emily her shirt back so she could quickly cover herself up.

"Thank you," Emily said, trying to smile, but not sure if it showed.

Christine waited a moment for Emily to put the hospital gown on. JJ turned around again and no matter how much she wanted to find the closest bathroom and empty her stomach of all contents, she willed herself to stay. She just wasn't sure how much more she could take. How could she stand here and listen to what her husband had done to her best friend? She cursed herself for sounding so selfish. This couldn't be about her. She was fine.

JJ took Emily's hand again as the nurse started talking.

"We got all the proof of forced intercourse that we need. Both your vaginal and anal walls have pretty bad tearing, as well as swelling in your anus. The fact that you didn't get to heal before it happened again made the swelling worse and there's a risk of infection. We managed to collect some DNA and we're gonna test your clothes too. We will also test your blood for STDs. I suggest you take a pregnancy test in 8 days or after your next missed period. And get some rest."

Emily only nodded to everything she was told, flinching at the mention of pregnancy, and she could see in the corner of her eye that JJ was bothered by it too. It was after all her husband and if Emily got pregnant it would be Henry and Julia's sibling.

"Do you understand?" The nurse wanted to make sure.

"Yes, thank you," Emily said and grabbed her own clothes to quickly get dressed.

The nurse left the room and JJ turned herself around again to let her friend get dressed.

"Let's get out of here," Emily said as soon as her pants were buttoned up.

JJ walked in front of Emily and held up the door for her friend. They found Morgan where they'd left him in the waiting room, but this time he wasn't alone. Rossi and Hotch had joined him. The brunette's first question was if they'd found Will, but she didn't ask it out loud. Instead she waited for them to say what they needed to.

"Are you alright?" Hotch asked.

"Oh, just peachy," Emily said, rolling her eyes discretely.

"We're so sorry about everything that happened," Rossi sighed, stepping forward and wrapping his arms around Emily.

Biting her lip, she willed herself not to cry in the older man's arms. She knew she was already different so they didn't have to see her cry too. It was enough with Morgan and JJ.

"Everything's okay now," Emily said, pulling away from Rossi. "It's all over."

The statement was followed by silence and the two older men looked at each other in a way that told everyone else that something was wrong.

"Out with it," Emily said, trying to sound more confident than she actually was.

"Garcia is trying to track him down," Hotch started. "We found the hospital he went to and the CVS..."

"CVS?" JJ interrupted.

"When he couldn't get help immediately at the hospital he bought his own medical supplies," Hotch explained.

"And where is he now?" Morgan needed to know.

"We don't know. Garcia is keeping tabs on his credit card and checking surveillance cameras, but until then you can't go anywhere alone."

"What? I don't need a babysitter," Emily protested just like Hotch and Rossi had expected. "It's not like he's a psychopath. He just wanted sex. That's it. And now when everyone knows he'll go away." She felt a little bad for talking about Will like that in front of JJ, but she really didn't want anyone to follow her around.

"We talked to a witness, Emily," Rossi said. "Will was pissed and kept muttering incoherently. From what the witness told us we think he might still hold a grudge against you."

"But Will wouldn't do anything," she tried to tell them, realizing how stupid she sounded.

"He raped you," JJ said. "What makes you think he wouldn't come back for more or just to get revenge?"

Closing her eyes, she exhaled a shaky breath. The crack in JJ's voice made the fact harder to hear. They were really serious with this, but she didn't need a babysitter. She was perfectly capable of taking care of herself. Though, she hadn't done that before. She had proven to all of them that Will had some kind of power over her, that he could waltz into her life as he pleased and take what he wanted. So where did the old Emily go? Maybe the new Emily had wanted this to happen somewhere deep inside.

"Are you okay?" Hotch asked, snapping Emily out of her thoughts, which she was thankful for. She was already going crazy.

"Yes, sorry," Emily apologized, moving a strand of hair away from her face. "Who's going to babysit me?"

"Don't look at it like babysitting," Rossi reminded her. "We just need you to stay safe until we catch him."

"Who?" Emily repeated.

"I'm gonna stay with you tonight," Morgan said, trying to meet Emily's eyes, but failed as the brunette looked away.

"We're gonna put an officer outside your house too that will follow you wherever you go. I know this will be hard to adjust to, but we promise we'll find him soon," Hotch said.

Emily moved a hand over her face, shaking her head. "What about JJ and the kids? He might not hurt them, but he probably wants them back. They're his family."

"JJ will stay with me," the unit chief said, earning everyone's attention and surprise.

"Good," Emily nodded before turning toward Morgan, without meeting his eyes. "Let's go home then."

Without another word the brunette agent left the group and headed toward the exit. The remaining agents watched her retreating form and then at each other. They knew Emily had been trying so hard to stay strong and not let anyone see her weak. But they did see it now. What Will did had changed their colleague.

"JJ, you're okay with this?" Hotch wondered.

"Yeah. We just need to get Henry and Julia at Reid's."

"Of course. Will you and Prentiss be okay?" Hotch turned his question to Morgan.

"I hope so," Morgan replied, shaking his head. "I can't get the image of what he did to her out of my head. I don't know how to make it better for her. She's so embarrassed. SHE is... Even if she did nothing wrong."

"Just be there for her," JJ advised. "And when we put Will behind bars you can help her cope."

"You're right," Morgan agreed. "I'm gonna drive her home. Let me know if you get any leads."

"We will," Hotch promised.

Nodding to his team members, he started walking out to the car where Emily already sat, her head resting against the window and her fingers nervously picking on her nails. Morgan was also nervous to be alone with her. When he first found her, he'd forced her to talk, but after the shower she had shut down completely and couldn't even look him in the eyes.

With a heavy sigh, Morgan opened the car door and got behind the wheel. Taking one last look at Emily, Morgan put the car in gear and stepped on the gas.