The fog in Reid's mind was starting to clear as JJ ushered him into the back of an SUV and Hotch started the engine. JJ and climbed in next to him, He looked behind him and saw Morgan driving an SUV with Rossi sitting next to him. He looked over at JJ who gave him a weak smile which told him everything- no one had much hope for a good outcome.

"Hey, Garcia…" JJ said apprehensively into her phone. "Yeah, um, we need you to get down to the hospital" JJ said and stared out the window, trying to separate herself from what she was telling Garcia. She'd said this hundreds of times to different families all over to America but this was he friend. She wasn't meant to tell her this.

Reid could hear Garcia getting frantic, he couldn't make out what she was saying but he could tell she was panicked. "Garcia, please, I'll explain when we get there" JJ pleaded. She listened for a few seconds then nodded and rubbed her forehead like she had a headache. "Yeah, alright. See you there" She finally said then hung up the phone.

"Does she know its Emily who's hurt?" Reid asked, his voice choking up on the last word but he forced it out anyway.

"No, I didn't want to panic her too much but I think she guessed" JJ said quietly. She looked over at Reid sitting almost motionless, his eyes staring out the window with a blank expression. To most people he didn't look like he'd been a sobbing mess only 30 minutes before. But to her, well, she saw the pain in his eyes he tried his best to hide.

"She's going to be ok, isn't she?" Reid asked, his voice was straining to keep above a whisper.

"Spence, I-" JJ began to explain she couldn't tell him that but Hotch interrupted her.

"We're here" Hotch said as he pulled into the hospital parking lot, pulled the keys out of the ignition and swung the door open. Reid nodded and quickly got out and began a quick walk towards the hospital front entrance, JJ and Hotch following behind.

Reid paused at the desk, he opened his mouth to explain who they were there to see but nothing came out. He cleared his throat, licked his lips and tried again. "I, um… I" He started but his tongue felt thick and he kept stumbling over his words.

Finally Hotch and JJ caught up with him and Hotch took over. "We're here to see Emily Prentiss… We were told she was being brought here by ambulance" Hotch explained. The woman behind the desk nodded and tapped a few things into her computer.

"Go down that corridor" She said pointing to the direction to the left of them. "Take a right and you'll find a private vistor's lounge" She said then looked back to her screen, no longer interested in the strangely formal man, the pretty young woman and the other, quieter, man.

"Come on, Reid" JJ said and brushed her hand against his to get him to follow them. Reid's eyes were fixed on the hospital floor and put one foot in front of the other; it was what Emily had always told him to do when he struggled to cope with everything around him.

Hotch led the way into the empty vistor's lounge, sitting down in a chair closest to the door. JJ sat down in a chair opposite the door and asked Reid if he wanted to sit down but he continued to pace the room, thinking through every possibility.

Shortly after they'd settled into the vistor's lounge Morgan walked in with Rossi and Ashley behind him. "Any news yet?" He asked as he paused at the door. JJ slowly shook his head and Morgan let out a heavy sigh and sat down in one of the chairs near Hotch. Ashley found a chair a few feet away from JJ and Rossi leant against a wall even though there were plenty of chairs available.

After a few more minutes Garcia rushed inside but stopped once she was in the door like she'd run into a brick wall. "It's Emily isn't it?" She whispered, tears already welling up in her eyes. JJ slowly nodded and Rossi hung his head, everyone going through utter turmoil as the sweetest, most innocent member of the team was hurt in a way they couldn't stop.

Garcia stumbled forward then sucked a breath in and tried to compose herself then walked over to Morgan and sat down next to him. Morgan reached over and held her hand which made it even harder for Garcia to hold back tears but she managed it.

Ashley looked round at the team, they were all so hurt and all because she hadn't said what she was thinking earlier. None of this would have happened if she had trusted herself… She probably would have never said anything if Reid hadn't made her and Emily would be dead now.

"I'm going to get some coffee" She said quietly, stood and made her way to the door.

"I'll help you" Rossi said and followed her out and to the coffee machine. He handed her four cups and one by one she placed it under the machine and they slowly filled. "Don't do it" He quietly said, he looked so neutral Ashley couldn't help wonder whether he had really said anything.

"Do what?" She finally asked and gave him a questioning look as she filled up the second cup.

"Beat yourself up about what happened to Prentiss" He replied, and handed her the third cup.

"I just… I feel responsible for it. I should have said something earlier" Ashley replied and poured coffee into the next cup.

"You weren't to know. If you hadn't mentioned it at all we'd still be in the police department following false leads and Prentiss would be dead" He said and handed her the final cup.

"I know… but what if Reid blames me?" She asked, finally voicing her deepest fear.

"He won't, Ashley. I know Reid, he'll be thankful… he's just struggling at the moment. Give him some time, he'll be fine. I promise" He said, took two of the plastic coffee cups while Ashley took the other two.

Ashley followed him down the corridor back to the vistor's lounge, handed one of the cups to Reid and kept the other for herself while Rossi gave Hotch one of the cups he was carrying and took his to the corner of the room where he'd been standing before.

They stayed like that for another two hours, Reid passing the floor and occasionally taking sips of coffee while JJ popped out at regular intervals to check for updates.

JJ had been gone for a few minutes longer than before and Reid's exhaustion had grown too much so he finally sat down and took two long gulps from his lukewarm coffee. The caffeine was barely keeping his eyes open now, let alone lessening his headache.

He heard the quiet click of JJ's heels along the hospital corridor so looked up. JJ slowly turned the corner, her head staring down at the floor and only looking up as she turned into the visitor's room. She paused once she was a few feet in the room and didn't say anything, she just stood there.

But in that moment when she swallowed and looked down at the floor, ashamed of everything, told the team everything. Emily was dead. She wasn't ever coming back. The words JJ said after were unnecessary but she said them anyway. "She never made it off the table" She said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"No" Garcia whispered as tears ran down her face. Rossi pressed his lips together to hold back the tears that rose to his eyes, a single tear slide down Ashley's face but she roughly pushed it away and pulled the knees up to her chest. Morgan tried his best to internalise his emotions but even tears started pricking at his eyes.

Reid was the worst hit, though. It was like part of him was dying, he'd never see her big brown eyes again, he'd never smell her special perfume or shampoo, he'd never feel her baby soft skin, she'd never hear her beautiful voice. She was gone. Forever.

He couldn't bear sitting there anymore, he got up and walk towards the door but JJ grabbed his hand before he could get past. "Spence" He took a step back and glanced from the floor to JJ then quickly back to the floor.

"I… I didn't get a chance to say goodbye" He choked out. JJ reached forward and pulled him gently forward, folding her arms around his fragile frame.

That was it. The job had finally done it. They'd taken the fight out of him, there was nothing for him. He'd pushed through everything else that the job had presented; he'd gotten over his kidnapping, drugging and addiction. He had been forced to admit the truth about his mom; that she was a paranoid schizophrenic that he couldn't, or wouldn't, cope with. The job had made him think his own father was a paedophile when really he was only protecting his friend.

The job had done everything it could to trip Reid, but it hadn't succeeded… until now. Reid didn't care anymore. He didn't care about all the rapists and murders Emily had stopped. He didn't care about all the lives they'd helped. He just knew the person he wanted to spend forever with was dead. And she wasn't coming back.

So what did you guys think? Should I end it there? Or do you want a few chapters about the funeral, how Reid copes, maybe even jump to where Emily comes back? also, any request be sure just to ask