Cheryl parked her black SUV on the curb in front of Matt's house and shifted the car into park. Not one word had been spoken between the two since they'd left the hospital.

Emily braced herself on the door frame and rested her head against the window, her purse was clutched tightly in her lap.

"Are you gonna be ok?" A concerned Cheryl asked. Emily turned towards her boss, through the exhaustion she could see the helplessness and sincerity in her eyes.

"I umm-- I just--," Emily fumbled her words, not quite convinced herself that she'd be alright alone.

Cheryl removed her seat belt and shut off the car's engine, "come on, I'll stay with you," she said, insisting more so than offering.

The two women exited the car and made their way to the front door of the house, Emily dug her keys out of her purse and hesitantly unlocked the door.

Em lead the way into the house, but stopped suddenly when she saw the remains of her dinner with Matt still set up in the dinning room. Frantically, Emily picked up the two plates from the table and rushed them to the kitchen. She dropped the dishes into the metal sink causing . She turned the knob and waited for the water to heat up before scrubbing the leftovers off the plate.

Cheryl made an attempt to pull Emily away from the sink, but wasn't having much success.

"Stop," Cheryl roared, trying to get Em's attention.

"No! Damn it! I need to get rid of this stuff," Emily cried out. The overwhelming emotions running through her were swelling into a tangled mess; fear, anger, resentment. Unsure what she should be feeling

"Emily? Emily, look at me!" Cheryl ordered.

Emily's knees buckled under her weight and she sank onto the linoleum floor. This time she was unable to keep her emotions in check and she began weeping violently. Cheryl grabbed a tissue out of the box on the counter and sat down on the cool floor next to Emily.

"He going to be fine," Cheryl reassured her.

"You can't promise that," Emily managed between sobs.

Cheryl handed her the tissue, "no, I can't, but I do believe it."

"Thank you… again… for everything," she replied as she dried her eyes.

Cheryl smiled and climbed to her feet, she reached down to Emily who took her hand and pulled herself up.

"Why don't you go get cleaned up while I take care of this," Cheryl motioned to the set up in the dining room.

Emily nodded and wiped the remaining tears away and disposed of the tissue as she left the kitchen. Cheryl focused her attention on the task at hand; removing any reminders of the dinner from the Emily's sight.

The bedroom was just as they'd left it the previous morning after being rushed for time. Matt had refused to leave the bed until Emily gave into his demands, she didn't bother arguing.

The bed was a disheveled mess, clothes were scattered along the floor, they'd even forgotten to cut the alarm clock radio off. Emily pushed a button to silence the soft rock station that woke she and Matt up every morning.

After gathering a change of clothes that included Matt's grey FBI academy t-shirt, Emily made her way into the bathroom. She stepped into the shower and allowed the water to cascade over her, it scalded her back, but she didn't seem to mind. She stood there under the faucet, one hand propping her up against the wall, trying to rinse away the pain they day had caused. She remember waking up with Matt the day before…

"Get back in this bed!" Matt yelled playfully, he reached out to grab her.

Emily managed to evade Matt's grasp, "Matt get up. You're not making us late again, you know Cheryl's been on a rampage lately."

"I'll take care of Cheryl later," he said thrusting himself forward and pulling Emily's naked body back down on the bed. "Right, now I want you to take care of me."

"And what exactly do I need to take care of?" Em asked while Matt assaulted her neck with his mouth.

Matt just rolled over onto his back and tossed the sheet aside. He raised his eyebrows at her insinuatingly and Emily couldn't help but laugh as she climbed on top of him.

Within moments they were lost in each other, forgetting all about the schedule they never managed to stick to.