A/N: after last night's episode, I need all the emron. Hope this helps some of you deal with this awful term of events ;)

2:00 pm.

The director of the CIA was meeting with the president and Aaron. Emily was glad she was excluded from this meeting, and she trusted Aaron would update her if anything was needed.

She continued to go through the new pile of files on her desk. Most of them were correct, but some of them were still wrong. She sighed and continued sorting through them, putting the incorrect ones back into the filing cabinet and pulling the correct ones.

She heard a soft buzzing coming from her bag underneath her desk. When she retrieved her personal phone, she was relieved to see it was a message from Aaron and not a call from her mother.

"Pizza tonight?" Emily felt herself smile as she fell into her desk chair. She felt so lucky that Aaron got her.

"Do you even have to ask?" She replied quickly.

3:00 pm.

Seth knocked on the door loudly before entering Emily's office, coffee in hand.

"This is from Kendra," Seth said placing the cup next to Emily at the table.

"Ah, she's the best," Emily replied with a twinkle in her eye. She was watching Seth for some hint that he would reveal to her what she already knew. He sat down across from her. "Did you read every bill yourself?" he asked, wide-eyed looking at all the papers spread out before him.

"Yes," Emily shrugged.

"Don't you have assistants for that? Some of these are a thousand pages!" He thumbed through the closest one. Emily slipped off her shoes under the table and rested her legs on the chair next to her.

"Here are the talking points," Emily said, handing him a stack of papers before she took a sip of coffee. She continued flipping through the loosely bound papers in front of her.

"Does the president support any of these bills?" Seth asked incredulously.

"He doesn't want things snuck in. Say something like the president wants transparency with all bills. That sounds awful. I don't know. You're the writer," Emily rambled as she took another swig of coffee.

"Well, the transparency bit was good," Seth laughed as Aaron walked in.

"Hey," Aaron greeted both, but his eyes were on Emily, "all clear from the CIA director. Recommends redeploying."

"Thanks, Aaron," Emily smiled up at him, "Any word from the Secretary of State?" She flipped the page of the bill she was reading.

"No," Aaron replied as he rested his hands on his belt, exposing his dress shirt. Emily could see his muscles working and bit her lip. She was much better pretending he didn't affect her when she had more than a couple hours of sleep. Emily thought it was strange that the Secretary of State didn't respond to the meeting request, but she was too tired to give it much more thought. Aaron's phone rang, and Emily watched him leave.

5:00 pm.

Emily checked her personal phone. She couldn't say what made her do it, but she saw another message from Aaron, exactly what she was hoping.

"No more coffee today." Emily laughed. That all depended on if there was an emergency or not. She hoped there wasn't, but she never knew with this job. As if on cue, her phone buzzed. She immediately answered and grabbed her jacket as she headed to the Oval Office.

"Mr. President?" Emily asked.

"Emily, good, you're here," the president replied as he gestured for her to sit. "We need to get ahead of Russia. They're supporting Syria with their capture of CIA."

Emily's head was spinning a little as she sat down and Aaron walked in. "I can't get a hold of Secretary Moss or his chief of staff."

7:30 pm.

"I'm not going to make it," Emily said softly as she settled into Aaron's passenger seat.

"That's ok," he replied, "I'll wake you up when we get home."

She leaned her hard back against the seat and watched him with a smile. He said home.

She must have dozed off. The next thing she knew, Aaron was gently shaking her.

"Em, I can't carry you and the pizza," Aaron said softly.

"Mmm." Emily slowly opened her eyes and lifted her head up.

"And I don't have a key," Aaron added with a smirk. Was he hinting at something? Did he want a key? He did call her place home earlier? Emily was too groggy to put the pieces together. She grabbed her bag and got out of the car, rummaging for her keys.

9:00 pm.

"Thanks, Aaron," Emily said quietly as Aaron cleaned up the leftovers from dinner.

"Let's get you to bed," Aaron smiled as he reached for her hand. She returned the gesture and let him pull her off the couch, close to him. She lifted her head and gave him a quick kiss.

"Yes, let's. Don't judge me," she said as she turned toward her bedroom. Aaron burrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "Why would I judge you," he asked as they walked down the hallway. Emily didn't answer, but when they got to her bedroom, she turned towards him and started undressing. When she was down to her underwear, she started undressing Aaron. She inwardly laughed at the look on his face, a mix between confused and surprised. When Aaron was down to his boxers, she pulled him onto the bed with her, pushing her body into his.

"I'm too tired to brush my teeth," she mumbled into his shoulder.

"I think one night is ok," Aaron responded. He kissed the side of her head and held her close. She turned her head and kissed his neck. She thought she heard him moan softly. She lifted her head and kissed his lips, as he rolled her onto her back. He cupped her face as he slipped his tongue into her mouth, causing Emily to moan. He leaned his forehead against hers as he broke their kiss. His breathing was heavy, and she could feel him pressing up against her. "Em," he whispered, "you need to sleep." Aaron rolled onto his side and pulled Emily close to him. Emily knew he was right, but after that kiss, she was wide awake.