So I wasn't going to post this until Tuesday but LoveHGSS talked me into posting it tonight…the last chapter will be up on Tuesday so you won't have to wait that long! Read, enjoy and review if you have a minute!

After two days of avoiding Hotch, Emily knew that she had to go up and see him. Everyone had told her that he asked about her more than once and Rossi was starting to give her evil looks for not going to see him when he was actually awake. Standing outside of his hospital room door Emily tried to compose herself. Nothing bad was going to happen in there, she wasn't going to let it. Finally mustering up the courage to open the door, she stepped inside and her heart beat a little bit faster despite herself at the smile Hotch produced for her when she walked through the door.

"Emily," Hotch said in surprise as he sat up in the bed, wincing once in pain from the quick movement.

"Hi," she whispered.

"It took two days for you to come see me," he informed her in a slightly hurt tone.

Emily's head snapped up and her eyes locked onto his. "I was here the day you were shot Hotch, you were asleep," she hissed. She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths; she didn't come here to argue with him. All she wanted to do was make sure he saw her this time so he could stop asking everyone for her and hopefully Dave would stop looking at her like she was going to hell for not visiting her friend. "How are you feeling?" Emily asked in a much gentler tone.

"Better. The doctor said that I should be able to go home today."

An awkward silence filled the room where neither party knew what to say or how to say what was on their mind. Emily skillfully avoided Hotch's eyes as she looked all around the room at the flowers and balloons telling him to get better soon. Hotch's gaze bore into Emily and he finally realized he was going to have to be the one to break the silence.

"We should talk."

"There is nothing to talk about," Emily shrugged effortlessly in her attempt to not go down this road.

"What happened—"

"I should get going," Emily interrupted quickly as she headed for the door. She could feel the tears starting to burn her eyes and there was no way she wanted to show him how much he affected her. Her hand was on the door knob when Hotch stopped her.

"Don't walk away from this Emily! Do you want things to be awkward between us because they will be if you just keep leaving without giving me a chance to say anything. You don't know how I feel," he blurted out with a hint of anger lacing his voice.

Emily swiveled around to face him and Hotch was taken back by the look on her face. The raw emotion that was there and in all honesty he was worried he wasn't going to like what she had to say.

"I don't know how you feel?" she scoffed as she took a step closer to the bed. "You don't think I know how you feel?" she yelled. "There is absolutely no doubt in my mind how you feel about me, and I'm not walking away because I want things to be awkward between us, I want things to go back to the way they were and this is the only way that I know how to do that."

"I don't think—"

"God I was so stupid," she cried out as a few tears escaped her eyes, "I saw you lying there bleeding and all I wanted to do was make the pain go away. But instead of doing any of that I did the dumbest thing possible!" Emily threw her arms up in exasperation. "I blurted out my feelings for you. It was stupid I realize that and trust me when I say from now on I will think before I speak, so don't sit there and try to tell me that I don't know how you feel." She quickly wiped her face and took another deep breath. "I knew I was wrong to tell you the second the words left my mouth, but I couldn't take them back no matter how much I wanted to. You want to know the worst part about all of this? Do you?" she asked and waited patiently for Hotch to nod his head. "It wasn't the fact that I acted without thinking, or the fact that you were shot. The worst part is that right before you passed out you started to call me Prentiss and then right when you wake up you tell the doctor you want to speak with me. Were you in such a rush to tell me that you didn't have feelings for me that you had to see me first?"

Hotch started to open his mouth to speak but Emily didn't let him get a word in edge wise. "You don't get it do you? I don't care what you have to say. I don't care about being let down gently. None of that matters to me. I just want to go back to the way that we used to be." She let her head drop down to her chest. "If you can't do that then I'll need to put in for a transfer, because I can't keep avoiding you," she admitted softly as she headed for the door again. "Feel better sir," she mumbled as she made her way out of the room ignoring Hotch calling her name repeatedly before the door shut tightly behind her.