Attack

Meanwhile Aaron had managed to catch up with the mugger. He pulled him by the hood making him look at him.

"Did your mother not teach you never to hit a lady?" he said giving him a well-planted blow to the face knocking him to the ground. Whilst he was down he turned him over and sat on his back waiting for the local authorities to pick him up.

"You robbed the wrong woman. She's my fiancée. I'm a federal agent," he answered.

"Oh yer where's your badge then?" he heard an Irishman answer from behind him.

He started feeling his pockets then remembered he'd left his jacket with Emily. "Shit," he whispered. He felt something connect with the back of his head and himself knocked onto the ground.

He thought oh god this could not be happening again. He'd only been kidnapped four months ago now this. No he wouldn't allow them to do anything to him.

He tried to get back up but they kicked him down. He kept trying but they kept kicking. They even kicked him in the face. He kept trying to fight back but he didn't have a chance. They just kept kicking him.

Soon he felt them get taken off and breathed a sigh of relief. He saw someone offer him a hand and looked up.

"Agent Hotchner," the cop said shocked. The muggers' eyes opened wide in horror. He hadn't been lying. He really was an agent. They gulped knowing they now faced charges of assaulting a federal agent.

"They stole my fiancée's bag," he growled embarrassed. He hated the fact the cops were seeing him like this. He disliked anyone seeing him defeated.

They already guessed the rest of the story. He'd chased down the mugger and the mugger had turned on him with his partner. "Would you like us to accompany you to the hospital?"

"I need to get back to my fiancée," he answered taking the bag they gave him back. He then limped back to his Emily trying to shake off the embarrassment.

When Emily saw him she wanted to cry. She tried to put weight on her ankle but it was just too painful so she sat right back down again. What had happened to Aaron? She thought he'd have easily overtaken the mugger.

Jack looked up and ran up to him shouting, "Dad, what happened?"

"Buddy, I'm fine...I just got the bag off the bad guys," he answered.

He nodded and hugged him. Aaron then got up and sat by Emily. "Are you alright?" she asked running her hand down his cheek.

"I should be asking you that question," he answered.

"You're the one covered in blood."

"You're the one who can't walk."

"We're a right pair, aren't we? Thanks for getting the bag..." she then added in a whisper "We should probably see a doctor before we scare our kids even more."

"Good idea," he smiled.

"Lucky she called them just as we saw you returning," she answered nodding to the young woman currently entertaining their baby daughter.

He smiled at the young woman, "thank you."

"Sam," she smiled back at them.

"Excuse me," he answered confused.

"My name is Sam."

"Thank you, Sam," he smiled at her.

Soon the paramedics arrived to deal with them. Sam tried to entertain the kids while the paramedics had a look at their parents. They had to be kept from worrying about them while they were in the good hands of the medics.

The medics cleaned up Hotch's blood and looked in his eyes with a torch. They declared he was mostly battered and bruised but also had a mild concussion. He was told if he didn't get any more symptoms he'd only have to rest for the rest of the day but he couldn't drive or operate machinery and most definitely not over-exert himself.

They also took a look at Emily's ankle and wrist. They diagnosed she had a sprained ankle and broken wrist but advised to be on the safe side she went to the hospital for some x-rays.

She nodded and carefully got out her phone.

"Who are you calling?" Aaron asked.

"Dave," she answered.

"Why?"

"Someone's going to have to help me walk and drive us to hospital and home..." she knew he was going to argue and added, "No, Aaron, I won't have you over-exerting yourself and worsening your concussion."

He rolled his eyes and nodded. She was right they needed help. They needed looking after and someone needed to help Jack do that. He was glad she'd chosen his best friend.

Emily asked Dave to come meet them at the park saying they needed his help. He agreed to come immediately and said he'd be over right away. She thanked him and hung up. She was so relieved she'd managed to do it all one-handed.

She lay back on the bench waiting for him while the paramedics packed up and left. Soon enough Dave arrived and Sam left.