Author's Note: I feel so warm and fuzzy inside from reading all the reviews. Oh, and I realized I made a type-o when I said "You better hurry Agent Hotchner. If you want to save your little girlfriend, that IS". I meant to put IS and not IT. Whoopsies :) This chapter will involve much more of the team than there was in the beginning. There's gonna be some Morgan/Garcia and JJ/Reid. It also might be pretty long… Oh well. We're heading to a stopping point with this story but I promise that in the next one or two chapters you will have everything you need to have in order to have a completed story. Enough of my ranting and raving, anyway. Enjoy!

A single shot rang out…

"Aaron!" Emily screamed at the top of her lungs. Hotch's shoulder tore back as the bullet pierced through his skin and into his body.

Should've worn that flak jacket was his last thought.

"What you gonna do now, bitch? Huh?" Jeremy smirked, holding the gun up to Emily's head.

"Please, Jeremy. Don't do it. I-I'll do anything you want," Emily begged, looking at Hotch's limp body. A pool of scarlet blood formed around his neck and shoulder.

"Oh please. Emily, I'm not stupid," Jeremy said impatiently.

"Actually, yes you are," Rossi announced, his gun ready.

"Oh, come to save y'all's little Princess, have you?" he drawled. Morgan tensed at hearing his nickname for Emily slip from the bastard's mouth. He really wanted to shoot him, but he knew that his job on the FBI required him to save as many people as he could, blah, blah, blah. The next few minutes were sudden. Jeremy adjusted his finger on the trigger.

Without hesitating, Reid pulled the trigger on his revolver. The minute the bullet entered Jeremy's body and caused his arm holding Emily to go slack she burst from where she was and knelt next to Hotch. She touched his wound, blood rubbing off on her fingers. JJ helped her stand up.

"Em, are you okay?" she asked as Emily shook and Morgan and Rossi propped Hotch up.

"Yeah, I think so. But… But Aaron," she whimpered. JJ pushed Emily out of the apartment.

"It's okay. Reid's on it. The medics are almost here. Do you hear the sirens?" JJ asked as if she was talking to a child. She gently sat Emily aside as the medics came rushing through the building.

"One, two, three, CLEAR," one of the nurses yelled. Emily's body jolted at the sound of the electric buzzers.

"JJ", Emily sobbed. She fell over into JJ's lap.

"Shh, Emily. It's okay. Everything's gonna be okay. I promise," JJ said, trying to comfort the shaken up Emily.

The medics hurried away with Hotch on a stretcher. Emily leapt up and ran out the door, following the medics.

"Ma'am, we need to check you out please," a female medic stopped Emily.

"N-no I need t-to go w-with him," Emily trembled. The medic saw the wild terror fill Emily's eyes.

"Okay. But once we get to the hospital, we're checking you out," the medic agreed. Emily rushed past her and ran towards the ambulance. Unfortunately, she never made it. Her knees gave out as she sank to the ground, nearly incapacitated.

-Hours later-

Garcia walked into the hospital, holding a distraught-looking Jack's hand. His eyes were red and puffy, just like Garcia's. It was obvious they'd been crying together.

"Jack, come here," JJ said in a comforting voice. She lifted Jack onto her lap and brushed his hair away from his eyes.

"Daddy and Emmy gonna be okay, JJ?" he asked sadly. JJ took a deep breath.

"Yeah, buddy. I'm sure they'll be okay. We just have to wait for a little bit," JJ explained patiently.

"Okay. But I wanna see them now," he whimpered. JJ shook her head.

"I'm sorry buddy. So do I, but they're, um, being taken care of right now," she said. He nodded and hung his head. JJ shifted him so that he was lying across her lap. Garcia sat on the other side of JJ, petting Jack's hair.

"Any word?" JJ asked Rossi as he walked back inside.

"Nope. The doctors are pretty busy in there though," he said mournfully. JJ and Garcia nodded.

"Where're Reid and Morgan?" Garcia asked quietly.

"They're downstairs getting some food from the cafeteria. They'll be back," he replied. JJ moved Jack onto Garcia's lap and rushed out of the room, tears filling her eyes.

Morgan made his way back to the waiting area, carrying a tray of food while Reid followed.

"I'll catch up with you in a sec, Morgan. My shoe's untied," Reid said, bending down to fix his laces. Morgan nodded and returned to the lobby. JJ brushed past him. Luckily, Reid finished in time to stop her.

"JJ, what's wrong?" he asked sweetly. She broke down.

"E-everything, Spencer. W-why is it a-always E-Em? And H-Hotch?" she asked, almost pleadingly.

"I-I don't know, JJ. I-I mean, everything happens for a reason, right?"

"No, Spence. Not everything happens for a reason. I-I wish that was me in there right now," JJ sobbed, overly concerned for Emily. Reid blushed.

"Let's thank God it's not. Now, how 'bout we head back to the lobby. When you're ready, of course," he said. JJ looked up at him, her crystal eyes filled with tears. Yet, they were happy.

"Sure, Spence," she managed a shaky smile. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and kissed her hair.

"Hey, Jack," Morgan said softly, sitting next to Garcia as Rossi invaded the snack tray.

"Hi Mow-gun," Jack mumbled, looking up at him.

"Everything's gonna be okay, buddy. Okay?"

"Okay."

Garcia rubbed soothing circles on Jack's back to try and calm him down a little. Morgan held out his hands and Garcia placed Jack into them. Jack curled up against Morgan's hard abdomen as tears rolled down his face.

"Shh, shh, it's okay little man," Morgan whispered.

-MORE hours later-

"Emily Prentiss and Aaron Hotchner?" a surgeon called out into the lobby. The team immediately stood up. Will, Henry, Kevin, and Jessica had all come to join them.

"Um, Aaron Hotchner is still in surgery. He's doing extremely well though, and he could be out of here very, very soon. Emily Prentiss is awake. She's fine, no signs of trauma or anything, but just don't do anything to piss her off. You can go in and visit her now," the surgeon informed them. They quickly rushed towards Emily's room.

The surgeon stopped JJ and Penelope before they headed into the surgery room.

"I'd just like to inform you two about something. I'm not sure how to say this, but…" the surgeon trailed off.

"What is it?" JJ asked, on edge.

"Unfortunately, we've found signs of… sexual assault."