Chapter 10

The Hospital

"Em, wake up. We are here." Morgan said. He was really worried about her stab wound it was bleeding a lot. "Can I get some help over here?!" Morgan yelled. He was right next to the emergency rom entrance. 2 paramedics rushed over.

"What the deal here?" One of them asked.

"I have got an unconscious one in the back that is in desperate need of medical care and this one has got a stab wound. Also in need of medical care." Morgan answered urgently. Another paramedic came over with two gurneys. First Morgan helped them lift Emily on one then JJ. They were both rushed into the emergency room with paramedics shouting things he had never heard of. A minute later he was sitting by himself in the waiting room. He decided to walk over to the receptionist and ask if he could borrow a phone.

"Um excuse me? Do you have a phone I could use?" Morgan asked. The receptionist eyed him for a moment with concern. It occurred to him that he didn't have a shirt on NAND Emily's blood was covering his chest.

"Are you sure you don't need a doctor?" She asked.

"No I just need a phone." Morgan was getting inpatient. She pointed a little ways down the hallway and he located a phone connected to the wall. He typed in the first number that came to his mind. Hotch.

Hotch awoke from a deep sleep to his phone ringing.

"Hotchner." He grumbled. He looked at his clock it was nearly 3 AM.

"Hotch. Its Morgan you need to get to the hospital now. We are at Arizona State."

"I will be there in 20 minutes. Have you called anyone else?"

"Nope just you. By the way Emily has been hurt. Get down here and I will tell you." Morgan said. Hotch didn't answer he just hung up and jumped out of bed. would his Emily be alright? He was near a breaking point. If he lost Emily. . . He couldn't even finish the thought. He had already lost Haley he was not going to lose Emily too.

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Morgan called the rest of the team and went to the receptionist desk to find out if they had any information on either of the girls. They didn't and Morgan resumed his seat in the waiting room. A few minutes later a frazzled Hotch showed up.

"Where is she? What happened?" Hotch asked.

"When we escaped a man had caught us. He uh-stabbed Emily. She is in surgery right now I haven't heard anything else. JJ is also in surgery. She is in pretty bad condition." Morgan said. Hotch was fuming.

"I'm gonna kill the sick bastard." Hotch said. He was pacing the room. 15 minutes later the rest of the team was there. Morgan and Hotch were pacing with worry for their lovers while Garcia, Rossi and Reid sat in the chairs not saying anything. An hour and a half later a doctor came out.

"Family of Emily Prentiss." The doctor said. The whole team jumped up.

"Your all family?" The doctor asked.

"We are her family." Garcia said dignified.

"Well other than her stab wound, she had several bruises and cuts to her face and abdomen. She also has a minor concussion but only one broken rib. We have already set it. Her stab wound however barley missed a vital organ. She had internal bleeding but the surgery was able to repair the damage. She should be able to go home tomorrow afternoon as long as she gets a lot of rest and slow movement. Tonight we are going to keep her over for observation mostly. One of you can go see her now, but she is heavily sedated. Room 207 down the hall." The doctor finished and started to walk away.

"Wait, what about Jennifer Jareau?" Morgan asked with fear in his voice.

"I'm sorry. . .Im not her doctor." He replied. Morgan let out a deep breath and walked over the the receptionist to once again see if she had any information. She didn't and he continued to pace the waiting room while Hotch went to go see Emily. He walked in her room and saw she was sleeping. He grabbed a chair and brought it up next to her bed. He grabbed her hand and let the tears he had been holding back fall. He looked at her very bruised face, he suddenly got very angry and vowed to himself to make the bastards pay for everything they had done to his agents. He must have been squeezing her hand because she immediately woke up and looked into his dark eyes.

"Aaron. I'm fine." Emily said fighting sleep.

"I love you so much. I thought I had lost you." His voice cracked.

"You could never lose me. No matter how hard you tried." Emily said with a smile.

"I love you baby. Now go to sleep. You need your rest." Hotch ordered.

"I love you too." She mumbled before letting darkness overcome her aching body.

Back in the waiting room Morgan was still pacing.

"Derek you should really get checked put by the doctor too." Garcia said. He had washed off the blood but he was still shirtless and ahead a cut on his hand from the struggle with the knife.

"Im fine." He growled. Garcia let it go and thought about her poor girls. They were going through so much pain, she could feel it. She wished she had a magic wand that she could use to take away all their pain. 30 minutes later a different doctor came out.

"Jennifer Jaraeu." Once again the team jumped up and headed over. He gave them a weary look.

"It has to be family." He said. Garcia again told him they were family, not taking no for an answer.

"I am particularly worried about her state of mind. She is in a catatonic state and has not responded to anyone since coming in. Also from the looks of it, she hasn't been responding for hours. She had internal bleeding, but the surgery repaired the damage. She has 3 broken ribs that we have set. Um minor to severe bruising all over her body. Especially her face. She has a mild concussion. And severe signs of sexual abuse. We ran a rape kit. Which obviously came back positive. She had a lot of tearing as well as 5 different DNA's. We have her on some medication to prevent pregnancy and STD's. She will have to stay here until she comes out of her catatonic shock. Then after that will depend on how long she was unresponsive." The doctor finally finished.

"When will she come out? And when can we see her?" Morgan asked with tears in his eyes.

"Honestly I can't say for certain. I would guess at least a few days. Her mind and body just don't know how to cope with the emotional and physical trauma. One of you can go see her right now. She is on heavy sedatives to help the pain, and she looks like she is awake but she won't say anything. She won't even move her eyes. I have to warn you there is a possibility she won't come out." The doctor had sad eyes. "She is in room 212." Morgan didn't even look back before practically running to her room. She was hooked to several different machines. The sight scared him. Her brilliant blue eyes stared straight ahead unmoving.

"Jayje?" Morgans voice quavered. She didn't answer just like the doctor had said. Her face and body were so bruised. Nearly unrecognizable. She had an oxygen tube under her nose. At least she was breathing on her own. She looked so battered and broken, Morgan couldn't fight the tears anymore. He pulled a chair up next to her bed.

"I still love you. So much. More than I ever have. Whatever happened doesn't matter, we will get through it. I hope you know that I could never live without you. I need you. Please Jayje. Look at me, blink, do something! I NEED YOU!" Morgan broke down, laying his head in her lap. He looked up and heard a raspy voice call his name.

"Derek?"