Hotch was correct, for early the next morning Emily woke in a tremendous amount of pain and she was starving. Her eyes immediately went to the basket of apples sitting on the floor. She stared at them for the longest time, a war raged inside her. She was starving and her empty stomach had her looking longingly at the apples. But her mind refused to give into her captor, he wanted her to eat them and she wasn't willingly going to do anything the Unsub wanted.

After what seemed like an eternity she slowly and painfully got up off the bed. The cement floor was cold against her feet and it felt good. Grabbing an apple off the top of the pile she then stiffly returned to the bed gently sitting on the edge. She then pulled her feet back on the bed, lying with wise on the bed still facing the camera.

Not once had she looked directly into the camera. She knew her friends were watching but she couldn't look at them, not yet, she wasn't ready for that. She was embarrassed to have them watch him beat her and watch her cry, the whole situation was better to deal with if she forgot they were watching her at all.

She remembered what it was like when Reid had been kidnapped by Tobias and how hard it was to watch the videos they were sent of him. This camera had been on since her torture began and it appeared that it wasn't getting turned off till it was time for him to kill her. She couldn't imagine how hard it was for them to watch everything that was happening to her

She laid there for over ten minutes just staring at the apple the inner war continuing to rage. Finally she sat up with tears once again streaming down her face she took a bite of the apple. She began to chew and as she did the tears turned into sobs. She hated having to give into this guy and she was angry with herself for doing so, she felt so weak. She forced herself to take a second bite and she began to chew once again but she couldn't finish, her brain and her stomach rebelled against her and she spit the chewed apple on the floor and she threw the unfinished apple on the down with it.

"I won't do it, I will not give into you" she said crying harder. Then she looked up at the camera for the first time. "I won't do it I can't." She knew at least one member of the team was watching. And she knew if it was Hotch she would tell her to stop being so stubborn and eat the damn apple. She needed some strength and eating would help, but she couldn't give into this guy and she hopped Hotch would understand why.

She laid back down wrapping her arms around herself and slowly she moved so she was lying on her side. She didn't want to think about the apple, her captor or the camera anymore, so she closed her eyes and thought of Aaron Hotchner.

She began to fantasies of what her life could have been with him and Jack. Going on picnics, lying on the couch watching movies and staying to spend the night, vacations on the beach the three of them a real family and then maybe one day there could be a baby.

She fell asleep to these thoughts, her dream land far better than the nightmare she was unable to escape.

Hotch sat there watching the video feed of Emily he had been watching her sleep on and off all night. It was almost six when he noticed her beginning to wake up. Everyone else had found a semi comfortable spot around the station and had fallen asleep. He watched intently as she woke up, we watched her wince as she tried to sit up. Reid was right as usual, she clearly had at least one broke rib.

After a few minutes it became clear to him that Emily was starring at the basket of apples on the floor. He wasn't surprised, he tried to recall the last time she had eaten the day she had been kidnapped, but he couldn't remember if she had dinner or even lunch that day. Eating was sporadic when they were working on a case they all grabbed food when they could. That didn't stop him from feeling guilty, he should have made her stop and eat something, he should make sure everyone ate regularly but they were adults and Dave was better at mothering than he was.

Still that meant it was likely Emily hadn't eaten for almost four day and that thought broke his heart. He loved her and he wanted to protect her and most of all he wanted to take away all the pain she was feeling and yet he couldn't find a clued to help bring her home.

Five minutes later he saw Emily slowly get up off the bed and grab an apple from the basket then slowly return to her position on the bed lying on the bed. Every move she made divulged the extraordinary amount of pain she was in. It took her over a minute to make these movements, something Hotch knew would normally have only taken ten seconds.

He watched her as she sat on the bed just staring at the apple in her had. She wouldn't look at the camera and Hotch understood why but he really wanted to see her eyes. He loved her eyes, they were vibrant and beautiful and they would tell him how she was really holding up.

As he once again turned his thoughts and attention back to the woman on the screen he could see that tears were again falling down her cheeks. After minutes of staring at the apple Hotch watched as she finally took a bite. She chewed the apple slowly and then took another bite and as she did the tears came down quicker and harder. He wasn't even surprised when she threw the apple up on the floor with a sob.

"Aw sweetheart it's okay please eat one I promise it will be ok Em." He begged at the screen with unshed tears in his eyes. He hated to see her beating herself up while this guy tortured her.

And then as if she heard him she spoke, her voice was rough but strong and her words and the conviction behind them gave him hope to think she could survive this ordeal. "I won't give into you" she yelled at the omnipresent Unsub.

Her next words filled him with something close to joy because as she said it she finally looked directly at the camera. "I won't do it, I can't". She said looking directly at him pleading him to understand. Even though she had no idea who was watching her he still felt that she was speaking directly to him and so he couldn't help but respond.

"I know Em its okay; it's going to be okay". He understood that she would not give into this psycho, she would fight him anyway she should. And he wouldn't be the one to suggest she give in to him in anyway.

He was glad she still has some fight in her and for those few seconds he got to see those beautiful eyes. In them he could see that she was afraid but he could also see that she was not were ready to give up. She still had her spirit and will to live and for that he was thankful. He knew her tears were not a sign of her breaking down but a way to deal with the emotions and the pain she was now facing. He also knew that if they didn't save her this man would push Emily to her breaking point before he killed her.

He watched her cry herself to sleep once more and he couldn't help but think of the life they could share together with Jack. It was then he knew she would do anything to make that life a reality. He would get her out of there and they would have a life together, he would give that to her. Heaven knew they both deserved a happily ever after.