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When they arrived they saw Aaron sat up in bed looking around him thoroughly confused whilst Emily was in the bed next to him unconscious with drips coming out of her and one going up her nose. They could also see they were both on monitors checking their vitals.

Aaron looked to the side of him and when he saw Emily in this state his eyes widened and he turned to them with tears in his eyes. When Elizabeth saw the tears in his eyes she decided to forgive him on the spot as it was clear how much he cared about her and the confusion only went to prove he had no idea of what had happened.

"What's going on? What are we doing here? What happened?" he asked.

Rossi sat beside him and placed his hand on his arm. "Aaron, your coffee was drugged..." His eyes widened in alarm.

"What did I do? Dave, please tell me what I did," he answered vulnerably. He knew it must have been something bad as all those who'd been drugged had done something criminal. He hoped to God it hadn't been him that had put Emily in this state.

"You took a political gala hostage. From what I hear Emily tried to stop you but you shot her..." Aaron shook his head with tears filling his eyes. This was exactly what he'd feared. He was higher up than all the other authority figures. It had to have been him that performed the worst crime. He couldn't believe he'd shot Emily; he loved her with everything in him. She was his ideal woman. He'd just never told her before as he'd been too afraid. He prayed he'd have the chance now.

"What are her injuries? How badly hurt is she?" he asked with tears in his voice.

"The bullet hit her large intestine. They had to perform delicate surgery to repair it. She's going to be out for a few days while it heals." He nodded numbly and the grief and guilt overwhelmed him.

"It's all my fault. I should never have drunk that damn coffee. If I hadn't none of this would have happened."

"Aaron, this isn't your fault. You're as innocent as all the others. You were drugged. We weren't to know Jason Novax was the one making all our coffees. It could have been any one of us."

"He was going after leaders. Of course it was going to be my coffee. I should have been more aware."

"We thought we were protected. We didn't know he had access to the FBI. We've got him; he's been arrested and Ambassador Prentiss tells me his father will make sure he gets the maximum sentence. You know Emily's going to make it. You know she's a fighter. You'll get a chance to tell her you love her." Aaron looked at him astonished. "You didn't think you could pull the wool over your old mentor's eyes, did you?"

He shook his head smiling slightly. He was thankful his best friend always knew how to lighten the mood. "What happened to me? Why am I here?" he asked.

"I'm sorry, Aaron, I shot you. It was the only way to stop you. I'm so sorry," he answered looking down.

"You did what you had to do, it's alright. If I was in your position I'd have done the same."

He nodded. "I'm still sorry."

"I'd rather it had been you than anyone else. Being you you've let me escape more damage than anyone else could cause me."

He nodded knowing it was true. Only him and the team knew of Aaron's old battle scars and how to miss them. "They want you to stay in for a few days while your chest heals."

He rolled his eyes and nodded.