Emily's POV
Kaitlin woke up early the next morning. I was already up making her breakfast. She limped in. She clutched her stomach. I knew it hurt. I gave her the red pills the doctor had given me and helped her sit down at the counter. "Good morning," I said smiling. "Are you excited for your first day at the BAU?" I asked her. "Yeah…" She said quietly. "And you get to meet the rest of the team," I told her. She took a bite of her toast. "You're not hungry?" I asked. "The medicine kinda makes me sick to my stomach," She said frowning. "I'm sorry, kiddo," I said. She stood up and walked over to me. She gave me a hug. At first I was surprised, but then I hugged her back. "Thank you for everything. I don't know how I could ever thank you enough," she said to me. "I'll do anything for you… to make this all easier, or to make you feel any better." I told her.
After breakfast she took a long shower. After she got out, she wrapped herself in a towel. She called to me and I rushed in. "I look like I was abused. Did…he…kick me or hit me or something… after I was unconscious? I don't remember, but I have bruises everywhere," She said… she did look like she had been hit. "Well, you stumbled into the middle of the road, and when he stabbed you, you fell down the stairs, maybe hitting some rocks? I'm not sure, but I can help you clean up the scabs and bruises. If you want." I told her. She nodded. I helped her cover up some of the bruises that covered her body. I left and she pulled out a black tank tops, and an orange Hollister sweatshirt. She put on some dark blue jeans, and uggs. She dried and straightened her dark brown, almost black, thick long hair. I had my hair down, and it fell into curls around my shoulders. I was wearing my favorite red sweater and black jeans, and black short boots, with a small heel. "Ready?" I asked. She nodded and we climbed into the SUV.