-5 hours later
"How's he doing?" JJ asked as she entered Hotch's hospital room. Garcia and Prentiss were sitting on the floor, both asleep. Reid was sitting in a chair next to the window, watching Hotch carefully. Rossi glanced up from his laptop and whispered," Same."
JJ looked over to Hotch and saw that he was still restless and feverish. She took a few steps closer and could hear his labored breathing and see that he was sweating.

"How's Henry?" Rossi asked quietly, the clicks from the laptop keys filling the room.
"He's good- he's glad his mother is home." JJ ran a hand over Hotch's face and whispered," Come on, Hotch. You can beat this."
"If you want some time to say something, I can go and get a coffee," Rossi said as he placed his laptop on the chair next to him.
"I'm not saying goodbye or anything-"
"I know- everyone needs a little cheer squad here and there. It seems to help him, calm him. I'll be back."
"No- I don't mind if you're here. Plus, you need to get some rest."
Rossi chuckled." I'm alright, JJ."
"David Rossi, don't make me sic Allison on you," JJ joked with a nagging finger. Rossi smiled and plopped down into his chair. JJ turned back to Hotch and took a breath.
"Hotch, I know you feel like there is nothing left fighting for in the world, but remember that you have us. You're usually very private from the rest of us, but you're still family. I hope you can remember that- we love you and I hope you that you know that."

Hotch gave no response, still fighting against his demons in his nightmares…

Hotch lunged at Foyet and slammed him against the wall. Foyet let out a laugh after Hotch punched him in the face. "You really think that's going to make a difference Aaron? I'm in your head!"
Hotch raised his hand to punch Foyet again, but stopped at the sound of Jack's voice. The sound of his son humming distracted him enough to take his attention of a Foyet and look down the hallway. He only found an empty hallway- Jack was nowhere to be seen and Foyet, who had been held against the wall by Hotch, had suddenly vanished.
"Jack!"Hotch sprinted back to the room and found Jack sitting in the corner playing with a small action figure. At the sight of his father, Jack exclaimed, " Did you get the bad guy, Da-ddy?"
"I don't know, buddy. He just disappeared when I thought of you. Everything stopped when I thought of you."
"I love you, Daddy," Jack said, wrapping his arms around his father's neck. Hotch picked him up and hugged him tightly, saying, "I love you too, Jack. I'm so sorry..."

Back in the hospital room, Reid suddenly jumped up from his chair and approached Hotch's bedside. Behind him, an exhausted Morgan crept into the room, trying to avoid the wrath of the women. Once Prentiss had spotted him and shot him a glare, Morgan stepped back and leaned against the wall next to the door. Reid gave him a welcoming look before turning his attention back to Hotch.

The youngest profiler took a breath and said, "Hotch; I'm so sorry that I didn't come by sooner. I just couldn't see you like that. I-" Reid said softly. He trailed off as his wondered off, stopping at the sign of the Doctor Miles at the door.

"I'm just here to check up on my patient," Miles said. The doctor entered the room, causing Rossi to say," Guys, let's give him space so he can do his job." The team quietly exited, leaving Miles alone in the room with the agitated patient.

"You're a popular guy," Miles said to a restless Hotch as he picked up the patient's charts. He ran a finger against the line listing Hotch's blood test results. While reading the chart, Miles turned around and suddenly heard a moan from Hotch.
"Mr. Hotchner?" Miles called out quietly.
"So-so-rry..." Hotch mumbled with his eyes still closed. His fingers twiddled as he repeated," So-rry."
"Aaron?"
Hotch's eyes fluttered open as he mumbled," Jack?"

"Aaron, I'm doctor Miles and you're in the emergency room at Quantico Medical Center."
Hotch took a deep breath and glanced around the room.
"Aaron, I need you to repeat what I just said."
"Mmhmmm..." Hotch swallowed and said in a raspy voice," Dr. Miles...ER...Quantico Med-medical center."
"Good. Good- now do you remember what happened?"
"Foyet..."
"I'm sorry?" Miles pulled a thermometer out of his lab coat and placed in Hotch's ear. After a small beep came from the thermometer, Miles pulled it out and said," 103.6- still feverish. I'll be right back-ok?"
Hotch nodded and closed his eyes again. Once outside, Miles approached the team and asked," Who's Foyet and who's Jack?"
"Jack is Aaron's son," Rossi answered," And Foyet is a serial killer he came across when he worked for the FBI." Morgan instantly felt a glare from Prentiss and JJ.

"Well, he's awake and he's asking for Jack. When I asked him about the last thing that he remembered, he mentioned the name Foyet."
The team exchanged nervous looks as Morgan said," The last time he came across Foyet was 12 weeks ago."
"Should we be concerned?" Prentiss asked.
"Not right now; he just woke up so he's a little out of it. Let's allow him to adapt before we make any conclusions. My primary concern is for him to see his son."
"I'll call Jessica," Garcia volunteered. She stepped away from the group and started dialing.

20 minutes later, Jack Hotchner swung his feet while sitting in booster seat in his aunt's car in the Quantico Medical Center. She had told him that they were going to see his father, which made the little boy happy. He had not seen his father in a month.

Jessica put the car in park and looked at her nephew through the rear view mirror. Please don't let this be a mistake, she thought before she said, "Jack, are you ready to go see your daddy?"

"Yeah!" he exclaimed. He reached over and picked up a pile of pictures that he had drawn for Hotch and gave his aunt a thumbs up. She got out of the car, undid his seatbelt, and helped Jack out of the car. She kneeled down in front of him and asked, "Ok, now remember. Your dad is sick. So when you see him, you have to be gentle with him. Ok? Also, inside voices. "

"Ok, don't worry Auntie Jessy," Jack answered. He quickly glanced over to the building and smiled. "Let's go! I want to see Daddy!" She smiled back at him and headed with him inside.

Once in the emergency room, Jessica picked up Jack and spotted the team. She approached them and said nervously, "Here we are."

"Hi, Jack," JJ said softly at the sight of the little boy. "You ready to go see your daddy?"

"Uh, huh! Let's go!" Jack exclaimed. Jessica took a breath and reluctantly walked into the hospital room. Inside, Hotch was staring out the window, oblivious to his visitors. Jack let out a squeal, catching his father's attention. Hotch slowly turned his head towards the door before he mustered up a weak smile and croaked, "Jack?"

Jack answered, "Hi, Daddy. I came to visit and make you all better." Jessica placed him onto the bed and stepped back to give them some room.

Hotch sighed and pulled Jack into his arms. "Buddy, you came all the way here to see me?"

"Uh huh. And I drewed pictures for you like this one with a smiley face so you be better." Jack spread the photos on the bed next to them. "Are you getting' new supa- powers? Auntie Jessy said that you was getting' new supa- powers. Ooh- also, are you betta? Is the supa- secret cold gone yet?"

Hotch let out a cough and whispered, "Not yet, buddy. I'll be better soon. Ok?"

"Ok, Daddy."

Jessica suddenly said, " I feel horrible for doing this, but Jack we can't stay long. I don't want you to catch your daddy's super cold."

" OK- Auntie. Gotta go, Daddy. I hope you get better and can come home," Jack said as his aunt picked him up. He gave Hotch a small wave as Hotch whispered, " Ok. I….I love you, Jack."

"Love you too, Daddy. Bye-bye." Jessica wiped a tear from her face before saying, " Bye, Aaron." Almost immediately after they left, the team entered the room, all with happy looks on their faces. Hotch took a breath and said, " I'm sorry if I scared you."

"Nonsense, you did nothing wrong," Rossi said. Hotch nodded before a realization suddenly hit him. I haven't been home in a month.

"It's been a month," he muttered quietly. JJ glanced over to her team mates and said, " Yeah…..We go back to work tomorrow."
"Oh." Hotch looked down at a spot on the bed and thought, It's really been a month…..
"Are you ok with us not being here?"
Hotch nodded," I'll be alright..."
"Hey, you'll be back on your feet before you know it," Prentiss said. Hotch nodded and sighed." It's late and you guys should get some rest," Hotch added softly. I need some to think. Alone.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah- I'll be ok and...I'm actually...exhausted," Hotch answered with a sigh. "Don't worry about me."
"Unfortunately, we don't have a choice about that, Aaron," Rossi stated as he put his laptop in his bag," Until you're 100%, we will be worried about you."

"Hotch, we'll stop by in the morning if we can, "JJ stated quietly. She walked towards the doorway with Garcia and Prentiss while Reid said," Night, Hotch."
Rossi gave Hotch a quick nod before following the young genius out the door. Morgan lingered for a moment, sending Hotch an apologetic look. Hotch only looked away in response, causing Morgan to quietly walk out.
I screwed up a lot of things as of late, Hotch thought as his eyes traveled back over to the window. "Penny for your thoughts?" he suddenly heard come from the doorway. It was Allison, standing at the door with a teary smile.
"Aaron Hotchner, don't you ever scare me like that again," she stated strongly. She walked up to his bedside and continued," You are one of the most difficult patients I've ever had. I am glad that you are ok. I'm off of work so now I get to yell out you for-"
"Foyet and Jack were in my dream."
"Oh, did you- how do you feel about that, Aaron?"
"I've screwed a lot up- my son, the team, my job- everything."
"You did no such thing! You aren't still blaming yourself for Haley's death, are you?"
"I don't know what to think about myself anymore" Hotch's eyes fluttered closed before he slowly opened them up a second later. "I do know that I have to be there for Jack."

That's a start, Allison thought." Well to do that, you need your rest." Allison pulled the sheets up to Hotch's chest and said," Aaron, don't be so hard on yourself. Jack understands that his daddy had a bit of a rough patch and the team- the team will get over their silly little problems. In regards to your job-" Allison glanced between the door and the bed, only to find Hotch suddenly fast asleep. She smiled at the unusual calm on his face; in the one month that she had known Hotch, she had need seen him that calm before. Allison sat down on the chair next to Hotch's bed and joked quietly," Night, my little one."