Right so it's after the events of "Faceless, Nameless" now, and Emily and Hotch have a talk while he's in hospital. By the way, another two "Winnie the Pooh" quotes prompted this chapter (what can I say... I like "Winnie the Pooh"!).

It's September 2009, Emily is 38 and Hotch is 43.

"If you live to be 100, I hope I live to be 100 minus 1 day, so I never have to live without you."
"Promise me you'll never forget me because if I thought you would I'd never leave."
- Winnie the Pooh (both of them).
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Emily walked back towards Hotch's room and just caught the end of the conversation between Dave and Hotch. Her heart broke when she thought of not seeing Jack for ten years or possibly more, and she knew the pain Hotch was in would be ten times worse.

She was determine to help him through this but she knew that he could easily push her away and shut himself off.

"Is he ok?" Emily asked quietly to Dave, once the older man left the room.

"Honestly Em, he's depressed, but I know if anyone can pull him out of it, it's you." He told her with a weak smile.

"Thanks." She whispered, before giving her friend and mentor a hug and walking into Hotch's room, standing uncertainly at the bottom of the bed.

Hotch, who'd been resting his eyes and trying to think of anything except what had happened, sensed her presence in the room and opened them slowly, half smiling when he saw her.

"I'm so sorry." Emily whispered hoarsely once she seen his eyes open.

"Don't worry, I wasn't sleeping." He informed her, even though he could sense that wasn't what she was apologising for.

"I know you weren't... I'm sorry for not going back to your place with you... I'm sorry for not coming to get you sooner." She told him, fighting the urge to cry as she spoke.

"Emily, none of that was your fault, so don't blame yourself, you couldn't have helped me anyway... in fact if you'd been there he'd probably have killed you, and then I'd be ten times worse off." He informed her.

"I know... you're right, I just... it just scared me so much that I might lose you." Emily confessed quietly, looking down at her hands as she spoke.

"Emily, you honestly didn't think you'd get rid of me that easily, did you?" Hotch questioned playfully.

"Seriously Aaron, I don't know what I'd do without you. I can't imagine my life without you in it!" Emily snapped sadly, remembering the fear when she'd seen the blood stain on the floor of his apartment.

"Emily come here." Hotch told her, extending his arm to her.

She walked around the bed slowly and took his hand, letting him lead her around until she was standing at his side. He then tugged her arm gently and she carefully sat on the bed beside him, letting him drape his arm around her waist.

"I promise you that I'll do everything in my power to never leave your side, and to always be there for you until the day I die." He told her sincerely, looking deep into her dark brown eyes as he spoke.

"Well that's all I could ever hope for." Emily whispered as she leant down and gave him a small but passionate kiss on the lips.

Emily then lay down beside Hotch and curled into his side carefully, just knowing that he was there beside her enough to make the fear she'd been feeling all day immediately leave her.

"You know it's bad for you to keep your emotions all bottled up?" Emily said after a while, tilting her head up slightly so she could see him.

"I don't know what you mean." Hotch lied, not quite looking her in the eye as he spoke.

"I know you lied to me earlier when you said you didn't remember anything, and I also know you probably don't want to talk about that right now, but bottling things up isn't healthy, and I for one should know that, so I'm here for you when and if you feel like talking." She told him quietly.

"You're right... but I'm not ready to talk about it yet, when I am though I will tell you, I promise." He informed her with a sigh.

"Thank you." She whispered, giving him a small kiss on the jaw. "Is there anything you would like to talk about?" She asked again, seeing the look in his eye and knowing there was something he was thinking about.

"Jack..." He replied simply, looking down at her sadly with a face of sadness and guilt all rolled into one.

Once he said this Emily sat up in the bed again and turned so she was facing Hotch, before she began to speak, knowing that she needed to get this message through to him.

"Aaron you don't need to worry about Jack, he'll be just fine with the US Marshall." Emily reassured him.

"I know that and I'm not worried about his actual safety... it's just, what if we don't catch Foyet? What if in ten, or twenty years we still haven't caught him and Jack doesn't even remember me?" Hotch informed Emily sadly.

"That won't happen." Emily told him firmly, knowing from what she heard of Hotch's earlier conversation with Dave that he was scared encase this did happen.

"But how can you be sure? How do you know that Foyet won't go back into hiding?" Hotch asked, a single tear rolling down his face at the thought of never seeing his son again.

"I don't know what Foyet will do Aaron, nobody does except him... but one thing I do know is, no matter what happens Haley will never let Jack forget you, never! I also know that your son is going to try his very best to remember you, because he loves you dearly." Emily told him.

"But..." Hotch began, still not fully convinced.

"But nothing Aaron. Do you know what Jack asked me when Haley was in here talking to you?" Emily asked, continuing when Hotch shook his head. "He asked me to make sure that no matter what, I'd never let you forget him because then you'd be doubly sad." She told him, wiping her own tear away as she spoke. "And I told him that as long as he remembered you, that you'd remember him and even if he forgot that he could ask his mom to remember... so don't worry Aaron, as long as you love that little boy, he'll love you too."

"Thank you." Hotch replied hoarsely after a moment, not trusting himself to talk out loud.

"For what? Telling Jack the truth?" Emily replied with a small smile.

"Yes... and for being so wonderful." Hotch replied.

"My pleasure." Emily replied softly, taking his hand in her own and kissing his palm, before lying down beside him in the bed again and closing her eyes.
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There we go! I realised that I've never had Hotch cry before so I had him cry (a little) here at the thought of losing Jack. Next chapter is going to be Hotch telling Emily what happened so stay tuned. Well that's all I have to say really, except review the chapter please. =)