A/N: sorry this rook so long for me to get back to. Hopefully I am back on track now. Hope you enjoy. Drop me a line to let me know what you think.

Chapter 13

"Why aren't you saying anything about Aaron, Dave? What aren't you telling me?" She asked as she held her breath waiting for the worse.

"It's not good Emily. I don't know how he is, I just know they told me he coded in the ambulance. They are working on him now. I tried to calm Jack down but nothing is working. They need him to calm down so they can get the cut on his head stitched up. His lucky with all the glass that he only has one cut that needs stitches."

"Where is he?" She asked and she knew Dave could hear the panic in her voice.

"He is through here. I told him you would be here soon so he is waiting on you." Dave said as he led her through the double doors to trauma unit.

"Emily felt a small rush of relief wash over her when she saw Jack lying on the gurney, relatively unhurt.

She could see the blood soaking his blonde hair. All she wanted to do right now, was to hold him and comfort him. As she walked toward the little boy she said a prayer for his father. No matter how worried she was about the elder Hotchner, the youngest needed her right now and she had to focus on him, she had to let him know that everything was okay.

"My Jackster." She said as she made it to the gurney. She pulled his little frame into her arms and held him close as he realized who held him.

"My Emily!" He cried as he hugged her tightly.

"Oh my Jackster, don't cry sweetie. Everything will be okay, I promise." She rubbed her hand down the boy's back.

"Daddy got hurt. Where is he? Did he go away like mommy?" The boy cried, almost in hysterics.

"No Jack, daddy will be okay. The doctors are going to fix him up and make him better. But right now we need get you all fixed up so you can see daddy when the doctors get done with him. You have to hold still so they can sew up the cut on your head. I'll hold you if you want me too."

Jack hugged her tighter saying, "Please don't leave me my Emily."

"I would never leave you my Jackster. After they get done we'll try and see how daddy is doing." They sat there and waited for the nurse to come back in.

Twenty-five minutes later; with Jack all stitched up, Emily and Jack found Dave in the waiting room for operating room number four. Dave sat there with his head in hands, waiting for the doctor to come back out and give him word on Aaron.

"Any word Dave?" She asked the man worriedly.

"No, nothing yet; the doctor said he would come out and soon as he could." Dave said as he looked up to Emily holding Jack in her arms.

"Hey Jack. Are you feeling better there buddy?" He voice was soft as he talked to Jack.

Jack didn't answer, just buried his face deeper into Emily's neck.

"He's okay Dave. He's just scared right now. Have you called anyone else?" She asked as she took the seat next to him.

"Yeah, they're on their way. They should be here soon."

"I should have asked him to stay." She said blankly.

"What are you talking about Kiddo?" Dave asked, turning slightly in his chair to look at her.

"They were on their way home from my house. I should have asked Aaron to stay longer. If I had, he wouldn't be in there right now, in no telling what kind of condition." She whispered to him, so Jack couldn't hear.

"Emily this is not your fault. You had no idea that a drunk driver was going to run in to them. You can't blame yourself for this. You don't carry that weight on your shoulders sweetie because it will eat you alive. That will do them no good, so you wipe that thought from your mind right now do you hear me." He wrapped his arm around her shoulders as the other members of his team came running in.

"Dave, Emily… How is Hotch?" Morgan said out of breath.

"No word yet." Was all Dave said as the others took seats around the small room.

Penelope looked over at Emily and Jack, noticing that the little tyke had fallen asleep on her shoulder, his face buried in her neck.

"Em? Do you want me to take Jack for a little bit?" She asked her softly.

"Thanks Pen but I'm okay for right now. I don't want to wake him now that he has calmed down." She said hugging him closer to her.

They sat quietly, waiting for the doctor, praying for some good news. The doctor finally came out to talk to them thirty minutes later.

"Family for Aaron Hotchner." He said as he walked through the door.

"Yes." They all said at once.

"He is going to be fine. The EMT's almost lost him in the ambulance. It appears that the side airbag failed to deploy and he hit the side window with his head. The stress to his brain from the impact caused him to stop breathing, hence him coding in the ambulance. We had to go in and repair damage to his shoulder caused by the seatbelt, his rotator cuff was torn in two and and his shoulder was dislocated. It was nothing major and with therapy he should regain full use of his shoulder. There should be no lasting effects from his injuries. There are cuts and scrapes to his face of course but none that should scar. Do you have any questions?"

The team let out a sigh of relief as Emily handed Jack to Penelope.

Standing, she faced the doctor, "So he is going to be okay?"

"Yes, he is going to be fine and as long as he follows the program his therapist sets him up on he will heal fine." Stated the older man.

"Can I see him?"

"Yes, I'll have the nurse take you to see him as soon as he gets to his room. We'll keep him the rest of tonight and probably tomorrow night for observation but he should be able to go home Monday afternoon."

"Thank you." Emily said as she sat back down. Relief ran through her. She could have lost him; she could have missed the chance to tell him that she loved him.