A/N: I obviously don't own anything.

thank you all for the reviews. I love reading what you think! @justicerocks I love the pregnancy idea, but that wasn't my original intention with this. I just needed some more emron in my life, so I hope the buildup isn't too much.

5:27 pm.

Emily knew that she wouldn't be getting home anytime soon, and she was ok with that. The less time at home meant the less time being by herself thinking.

She was analyzing missile tests and looking for patterns. Something just didn't feel right about the whole situation. The UN had placed sanctions on North Korea before with no threats so why now? And why specifically single out the US?

Emily tapped her pen on her head when she felt it. That gaze. On her. She looked up from her stack of papers to see Aaron leaning against the door.

"Hey." At that moment, she hated how he sounded so confident...and looked so good.

"Hey Aaron. What's up?" She started fidgeting with her hands. He made her nervous. She was putty in his hands. She would do anything he wanted.

"Bump up the meeting tomorrow to 7:30? We're going to need more than 45 minutes to get through everything." She looked up at him. He didn't need to come all the way over to her office to tell her that. An email would have been sufficient. She nodded her head slowly. "Of course."

"Ok, great. See you then." He continued to stand there as she idiotically stared at him. What was she supposed to say? That she was sorry for investigating him? Sorry for lying to him? She wasn't sure if that still bothered him, but it still bothered her. She felt guilty for putting him through that. She felt guilty for him losing his job. And she had blown it. He had tried to smooth things over with her, and she avoided the smoothing. They left it at "see you around," and it's been slowly killing her ever since.

Steve chose that moment to enter her office, practically running and completely ignoring Aaron. "I noticed you didn't eat dinner, Emily. Should I get you something before I go?" She couldn't help but smile to herself as Aaron tried to hide a chuckle. Steve really was eager.

"No thanks. Why don't you head on out?"

"Yeah, yeah. Ok. See you tomorrow." Was that a glare she saw Steve give Aaron?

"You're not eating?" Aaron asked as he approached her desk. She didn't really want to get into this with him right now. It wasn't any of his concern, but she was glad he was concerned. On the other hand, she didn't want him to be concerned with her. It would just lead to more complications.

"Em, are you ok? Kirkman told me you weren't acting like yourself, and I noticed it too." There was that damn question again.

"I'm fine. Just trying to finish up some work." She didn't know why she was lying. She didn't know why she just couldn't say the words that were on the tip of her tongue. She wanted to, but she just couldn't force herself to reach out to him.

6:51 pm.

Emily was finally heading out for the night. After the awkward conversation with Aaron, she threw herself into more work. She didn't want to think about him, but she couldn't stop.

7:30 pm.

Emily unlocked the door to her apartment and went straight for the beer. She didn't want to think or feel anything anymore. She kicked of her heels and sunk into the sofa. She knew it was a bad idea. She knew she would fall into a restless sleep, but she couldn't move.

7:55 pm.

She had just finished her first beer and grabbed a second when her phone buzzed. "Hi, mom." She hadn't been good with calling her mother ever since she moved to the White House. The last time she spoke to her was the night of the kiss.

"Hi, honey. How are you doing? How's work? We haven't talked in so long."

"I'm good, mom. I'm sorry I haven't called. Things have just gotten so busy." She was pretty sure her mother knew she was lying, but she let it go. "That's ok sweetie. How's that boy you were telling me about?" Emily cringed. She knew her mother just wanted her to be happy, but right now, she was wishing her mother were a little bit more forgetful.

8:22 pm.

After hanging up with her mother, she plopped herself onto her bed face first. She curled up in the covers and finally allowed herself to cry. Hot tears rolled down her face until she finally succumbed to the sweet bliss of sleep.

10:30 pm.

She could taste him. She could feel his lips move with hers. It felt so right.

She traced his jawline with her fingertips and felt him pull her closer. She never wanted to let go.

She had been with other guys, but they weren't like Aaron. He awoke something in her, a craving, a hunger.

She could feel him move against her, feel his muscles working underneath his shirt. She knew he wanted her. She knew it from the moment he looked at her lips.

The warmness spread through her again, but this time, it was different. She didn't feel suffocated. She felt free. With him, she could do anything.

He cupped her face as he deepened their kiss. She moved with him in perfect synchrony. She let him peel off her clothes and kiss every inch of her skin. She had never felt so alive, so fearless...

11:15 pm.

Emily woke up in a sweat. That was quite the dream. She felt like a horny teenager as she stripped down to take a cold shower.