Hotch's eyes stared straight ahead as he passed through the intersection, his hands tight against the wheel. The images of his ex-fiancè floating around in his mind almost made him drive this route on autopilot; not noticing the cars around him honking as he made his way through red lights and stop signs. The only thing he needed to worry about was getting to the brunette's house and finding out what was wrong.

He skidded to a stop just before the agent's new house, jumping out of the car and making his way up the beautiful front walkway that his ex had created. His hand knocked hard on the wooden front door, his eyes trying to look past the curtain in the front window and into the darkened house. "Emily? Are you in there?" A moment of silence had the FBI agent knocking on the door once more.

"Excuse me?"

Hotch turned to the sound of an older woman's voice to see his subordinate's neighbor standing at the fence that broke their yards apart. "My name is Agent Aaron Hotchner, ma'am. I work with your neighbor."

The older woman gave a nod. "Well Emily isn't home. She left with an older gentleman this morning."

Hotch gave a small nod in return. "She said she was with her brother."

The neighbor's eyes immediately squinted, her head shaking. "Oh this man wasn't her brother."

"I'm sorry?"

"I've seen Emily and her brother millions of times, Mr. Hotchner. This man looked maybe a little older than you." She gave a small shrug of the shoulders. "Emily's brother was very skinny and handsome, sir. That wasn't this man."

Hotch's eyes darkened. "So you're saying that she left with someone that you've never seen her with before." The agent didn't wait for an answer before bolting back to his SUV, slamming the door as hard as possible before pulling out his phone."

Hi. You've reached Emily Prentiss. I'm sorry that I'm not available right now, but if you call back later I might feel like answering.

Hotch practically growled as he drove out of his ex's neighborhood, dialing the brunette's number once more. "Come on Emily, not today."

…

Emily's eyes closed once more as her captor's lips pressed against the skin of her neck. She fought gently against the restraints that held her wrists to the headboard of the older man's bed; not enough so he knew she was doing her best to get away, but just enough so she felt the tie loosening around her skin.

She felt his tongue gently pop out and give a lick just below her chin, and she threatened to shudder at the thought of where he was going.

"Everything alright, darling?"

Emily bit her lip, her eyes slowly peeling themselves open and looking up to the older man who leveled his body against hers. "You lied to me, Nathaniel."

The older man gave a small shake of the head. "That's not what I intended."

Her stare became fierce as she bucked up against him. "You said that if I sucked you off then we wouldn't do anything else for a while! You lied to me!"

Nathaniel lay a hand over the younger woman's mouth, giving a smile as she tried to continue her rant. "Sweetheart, if we are to be together then we have to know how one another works. I need you to feel the love I have for you and my child that you will bare." His lips, ready to press back against the younger woman's skin, halted once the ringing of a phone ascended into the air.

Emily's eyes widened as she watched the man above her glare her way, knowing that it was her cell phone that was creating the noise. She let out a grunt as he bent down and started nipping hard at her ear, ignoring the ringing that would forever be burned into her ears.

Not a moment later the phone began to ring again, and Nathaniel pushed himself off of the woman tied to the bedpost before stealing the phone off of the dresser. He punched in the code before laying it near the brunette's head, glaring down to her. "You answer, and you do what you did before."

Emily held back her tears as she looked down to the phone beside her, seeing her ex's name flash on the screen. "Aaron?"

"Em, where are you?"

"I told you, I'm with my brother."

"Come on Emily, we both know that's not true. I get that you're still angry with me, and I completely understand why." There was a small sigh at the other end.

Emily's eyebrows furrowed. "Aaron?"

"I never meant to hurt you, Emily. I just... I needed more time to think."

Emily felt tears swell as her eyes closed, imagining the older man with her, holding her close just as he used to. "Aaron, if you needed more time to think than why did you propose to me?" She felt her lips quiver as she heard her ex's breath at the other end. "You promised that we would spend our lives together."

"You have no idea how much I wanted to spend my life with you, Emily. I still do. But..."

The brunette let out a bitter laugh. "But Haley."

"Emily, I never meant for her to take over. She will always be the first one that I loved, but that doesn't mean I can't learn to love again." There was a short pause. "You just have to let me try. Please forgive me, sweetheart."

Emily's tears finally rolled down her pale cheeks, ignoring her captor that watched her from the foot of the bed as she looked down to her darkening phone. "I forgive you, Aaron."

"I love you, Emily. You don't know how much."

She shook her head. "Yes I do."

"Em, I need you to tell me where you are. Please. I want you home."

Emily looked to the ceiling, letting out a small cry as she shook her head. "Aaron..."

"Emily please."