7:00 am.

"Emily, are you getting up?" She could feel him shake her shoulder as she opened her eyes.

"What time is it?" she asked groggily as she sat up. She didn't feel so well. She felt fatigued and sore.

"7. Here's some coffee." It was nice to have someone bring her coffee in the morning. Her ex had been adamant about that. He was so perfect...on paper, but the feelings she had with Aaron just weren't there.

8:00 am.

Emily and Aaron were ushered into the same conference room that they monopolized yesterday. Emily immediately sat down and started organizing various papers from her bag. She pinched the bridge of her nose. She felt like she needed another 8 hours of sleep.

"You ok?" Aaron's voice sounded worried, and her stomach fluttered at the thought.

"Yeah, it's just a headache." Governor Vogel and her chief of staff walked in, and Emily put on a dazzling smile. It was going to be a long day.

11:00 am.

"You have another meeting to attend, Governor." The voice of the governor's chief of staff made Emily cringe. She sounded so meek, scared even. Emily felt bad for the poor woman.

"Right, send some lunch in for these two. We can continue this afternoon." With that, the governor and her chief of staff left the room. Emily immediately slouched into her chair and started rubbing her temples.

"Still have a headache?" Aaron's voice sounded concerned.

"You don't after that?" Emily chuckled. He handed her a bottle of ibuprofen. "Take some," he ordered. "I am impressed. Your plan seems to be working." Emily smiled at Aaron's compliment.

"We would probably be done here if you would just keep your mouth shut," Emily jabbed. "Thanks for the ibuprofen. She really doesn't like you. Can't see why." She took a swig of water and swallowed the pills.

Aaron nodded with a smirk. "You are good at your job. I have to admit that."

"Two compliments in 5 minutes? Are you feeling ok?" Emily laughed. She missed this. Everything was back to before the investigation, soft chatter, joking around, and working side-by-side.

7:30 pm.

Governor Vogel was definitely difficult to work with, and they had spent the majority of the afternoon paying her compliments and making her think their ideas were really hers. At Emily's insistence, Aaron even flirted with the governor, flashing her his charming smiles.

"I still don't like the compromise," Aaron admitted as they walked to the car.

"Me either, but something needs to stop these riots, and revoking the permits of both groups of protestors was the only thing Vogel would agree to, and Kirkman wanted us to avoid calling in forces."

"She's wrong." Emily smiled at Aaron's response. He was definitely stubborn, but he was passionate about his job and passionate about doing the right thing.

"She's racist, Aaron," Emily said softly as they got into the car.

"True. How's your head feeling?"

Emily looked over at Aaron and gave him a small smile. "I'm not feeling too well, Aaron. Rain check?"

"As long as you're not cancelling because you're investigating me," Aaron laughed.

She looked at him sadly. Would they ever be able to move past this?

"Aaron, I'm sorry about that. Ok?" Emily's voice broke, and she really just wanted to crawl into bed and bawl her eyes out, her secret guilty pleasure.

"Em, I'm sorry. I was just joking."

"It's not funny, and you're clearly not over it," Emily spat. They had just pulled into the parking lot, and Emily jumped out of the car as soon as he parked.

7:55 pm.

Emily entered the hotel room, and Aaron trailed behind her. She refused to look him in the face. The only thing she wanted was to shower and go to bed.

When she got out of the shower, Aaron was nowhere to be found, so Emily turned all the lights out and curled into bed.

3:00 am.

Emily's eyes fluttered open as she tried to adjust to the dark. Her head felt much better than yesterday. She grabbed her laptop and tried to stay as quiet as possible. She could see Aaron's chest rising and falling as he was sleeping.

She turned her laptop on and starting going through emails. She saw an email from Seth, something about her deputy not giving him correct information, and the press conference going terribly yesterday. She inwardly cringed. She didn't think her deputy could handle anything. Maybe, she should try to find a new one.

As she got out of bed to find her head phones, she noticed a post it the beside table.

"There's takeout in the fridge if you get hungry." She could physically feel the guilt rise up inside her. She betrayed him, and he was still making sure she ate.

5:30 am.

Emily was still working in bed. She had papers surrounding her. Her hair was a mess with a pen sticking out of it. She had another pen in her mouth, and she was typing away. The tv was on mute, and she would occasionally look up and read the closed captioning. Her head phones kept getting tangled as she typed, but it didn't slow her down.

Aaron rolled to his side and watched her for a minute before he started to get up.

"Fires already?" She quickly pulled her headphones out of her ears and smiled, "Of course." Her smile was fake. It was small. Her eyes weren't shining. Maybe, they couldn't get over the investigation. Maybe, it wasn't meant to be.