Chapter 10

Aaron walked into Chrisy's room just as the nurse was finishing the blood draw. JJ was sitting next to her holding her hand.

"Aaron, when can I go home?" Chrisy asked seeing her husband.

"In a little while."

JJ got up and moved so Aaron could sit down next to his wife. The bruises on her skin were getting darker and seeing them made his blood boil. He wanted nothing more than to find Trent Williams and kill him for doing this to her.

"Are you thirsty?" He asked trying to calm himself.

"A little."

He got up and poured her some water from the pitcher on the table next to her exam table and gave her a drink.

"Hotch, I'm going to go hang out with Dave if you need me."

"Ok. Thanks."

JJ sighed leaving the room. She wished there was more she could do to help.

Dave pushed his phone back in his pocket as JJ came into the waiting room.

"How's Chrisy?" He asked.

"Terrible Dave. I don't think she remembers what happened to her."

"What makes you say that?"

"She didn't answer any of the doctor's questions. She hasn't said a word about what happened. The only thing I've heard her say is asking Hotch to take her home."

"She's in shock. It will hit her soon enough."

"I just feel so bad for her."

"I know me too. I did do something that might help us all feel better though."

"What's that?"

"I just talked to your husband. He's going to have the hospital where Williams is at test him for every disease under the sun and then when he gets back to the jail he's going to be roommates with a real badass."

"Well when he goes to prison I hope he gets a cellmate that does the same thing to him that he did to Chrisy."

"I'll see to that. Don't you worry."

Aaron continued to give Chrisy sips of water not sure of just how much she was getting since most of it seemed to be running out of her mouth. It was hard for her to drink with her cut swollen lip. She didn't say one word to him about what happened to her. He found it strange that she hadn't even cried.

"Do you want or need anything else?" He asked.

"No."

Aaron sat down next to her. He had no idea what to say to her. He never felt so helpless as he did at that moment. He was afraid to even touch her to offer comfort. He listened as her breathing began to get slow and steady. Her eyes were beginning to droop and then closed as she fell asleep.

"God I love you." He whispered.

He sat watching Chrisy sleep wishing that he could just take her home get her cleaned up and wrap her in his arms and hold her tightly next to him.

"Aaron?"

Aaron turned around to see Dr Stevens standing in the doorway. She had a file in her hands.

"Do you have the results?"

"I do. Your wife is pregnant."

"Will the baby be alright? Was she hit in the stomach?"

"She doesn't have any apparent bruising around her abdomen. I recommend that you get her to her OBGYN and begin her prenatal care and have an ultrasound preformed. Watch for bleeding and cramping. Those are signs of miscarriage."

"Doctor, she hasn't said one word to me about what happened. She doesn't even seem to show any emotion."

"This isn't abnormal. Some rape victims won't show emotion until the shock has worn off. I have a few names of some wonderful therapists that can help. Here's my card too if you have any questions once you get home."

Aaron took the information. "Were you able to collect enough evidence to use against her attacker?"

"We have all we could get. I will make sure it gets turned over to the authorities."

"Thank you. Can I take her home now?"

"Whenever you are ready."

Spencer was waiting in the living room when the door opened to Aaron and Chrisy's house. He jumped up from the couch when he saw Chrisy walk through the door with Aaron right behind her. Chrisy looked right at Spencer but didn't even acknowledge him walking right to the stairs and up them.

"Where did Jack end up?" Aaron asked.

"Emily took him to Garcia's. They are both staying there with him." Spencer said looking horrified at how Chrisy looked.

"I really didn't want him here to see her right now."

"Has she said anything about what happened?"

"No. She's still in shock."

"Is there anything I can do?"

"Not that I know of. Thank you for staying with Jack tonight."

"You're welcome. Hotch you will call me if you need anything right?"

"I will Reid."

Spencer felt the tears pooling in his eyes as he looked at his boss and thought of his dear friend upstairs. He patted Aaron on the shoulder before he walked out to his car.

Chrisy walked right into the bathroom and plugged up the bathtub and turned on the water and began to remove the hospital scrubs that were given to her to wear home. The heat of the water began to steam up the bathroom and she poured in some bubble bath and watched as the tub filled.

Once it was full she stepped in and submerged her body in the hot bubbly water. She felt dirty and began to scrub on her skin briskly.

Aaron walked into the bedroom and sat down on the bed listening to the water splash around in the tub. He waited to hear the sobs and crying to begin but none echoed from the bathroom.

Once an hour had passed Aaron got up and tapped on the door. "Chrisy I'm coming in." He warned before opening the door.

She was laying back in the tub with the water up to her chin. He walked over to her and crouched down on the floor.

"You've been in here a long time. Don't you think you should get out now?"

She turned to her husband. Her eyes were distant and she held no expression on her face. Aaron's stomach turned at her lack of any emotion.

"Come on baby let's get you out of here." He said reaching in and lifting her up gently.

She didn't fight him as he scooped her up and placed her feet on the floor. He pulled the towel off the rack and wrapped it around her then picked her back up and carried her to the bedroom and sat her down gently on the bed. He grabbed another towel and patted the rest of her dry along with her hair.

"What do you want to put on?" He asked.

"I'll get it."

"I can get it for you."

"No."

She stood up and walked to her dresser and pulled out a night shirt and panties and took them back into the bathroom and closed the door. Aaron closed his eyes worried that he pushed things too far by doing what he just did.

The door opened and she came out dressed but then went back to her dresser and pulled out a pair of sweatpants and pulled them on too along with socks and a sweatshirt. She then kept checking herself to make sure she was covered.

"Are you cold?" Aaron asked observing her odd behavior.

"No."

"Can I make you something to eat?"

"I'm not hungry. I think I'm just going to go to bed."

Aaron watched as his wife then walked to the door of their bedroom and began to leave.

"Where are you going?"

"I think I'll sleep in the other room."

"Why?"

"I just want to."

"No. I'll sleep in there. You stay here." Aaron said gently.

Chrisy just nodded and walked back to the bed and pulled back the covers and got in wrapping them around her tightly.

"Goodnight." Aaron choked out as he walked out the door closing it behind him.

He felt his legs give out from under him and he slid down the wall to the floor. He buried his face in his hands to mask the loud sobs that were coming from his mouth. The ach in his heart was worse than anything he'd ever felt in his life. He couldn't even offer any comfort to his wife and it was killing him.

The sounds of dowers opening and closing startled Aaron awake. He was still sitting in the hall outside their bedroom and must have fallen asleep. Looking around he could see it was still dark. He rubbed his eyes and pulled himself up off the floor and reached hesitantly for the doorknob in front of him.

He looked in to see his wife with everything pulled out of the dressers and put out on the bed. She was folding each clothing item and placing them back in different dowers. Looking at the clock on the nightstand he saw it was three thirty.

"Chrisy what are you doing?"

"Rearranging our dressers."

"Why?"

"I can't sleep so I thought I'd get this done. I'm doing the closet next."

"It's three thirty in the morning."

"So?"

Aaron watched as she continued to obsessively fold his socks and place them in a different location then they were previously. He walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge.

"This can wait. You need to get some rest." He began to gather up some of the clothes.

"I want it done now." She said going over to him and pulling the shirts from his hands and refolding them.

"Chrisy please, just lie down. I'll stay with you."

"Not until I get this finished. If you're tiered then go back to bed in the other room. I'm sorry if I woke you."

Aaron's face scrunched up in complete confusion at his wife's actions. Seeing that he wasn't going to convince her to lay down he got up and walked back out of the room closing the door behind him. He let out a long sigh and sat back down on the floor outside the room and listened to her continue to meticulously rearrange everything in the dressers and then the closet not once closing his eyes.

As the first slivers of light began to stream in early Aaron finally noticed things get quiet in the bedroom. He hoped that maybe she finally dropped from exhaustion and was sleeping. He waited a while longer before getting up and peeking inside to see his wife face down on the bed asleep.

"Thank god." He sighed closing the door and going down the hall to the guestroom and climbing into bed and closing his eyes.

I wasn't long before sleep took over and he was out.

Aaron opened his eyes and turned to the clock it was eight. He had barely slept. The sounds of clanking from downstairs caused him to sit up. After getting his bearings he got up and found the door to the master bedroom open and his wife not in there. He sighed and made his way down to where the noise was coming from.

As he walked into the kitchen he saw Chrisy had pulled everything out of the kitchen cabinets and was scrubbing them out with a sponge. The smell of the cleaning fluid was heavy in the air. His stomach tightened at the sight of his pregnant wife on a stepstool.

"Chrisy what are you doing now?"

"These cabinets are filthy and they need rearranged."

Aaron closed his eyes and thought hard. He knew he needed to tell her about the baby so she would quit doing all of this ridiculous cleaning. He stepped closer to her and reached out to her.

"Come down from there Chrisy. We need to talk about something."

"You can talk while I do this." She answered not looking to him.

"No. I need you to come down so I can tell you something."

Chrisy huffed and put down the sponge in her hands and climbed down off the stepstool.

"What is it Aaron?"

Aaron pulled out a chair from the kitchen table and motioned for her to sit down. She then sat down and he pulled up a chair in front of her.

"Chrisy, the doctor ran a pregnancy test on you last night while you were at the hospital. You're pregnant."

"What? Oh come on Aaron. I'm not pregnant. We haven't even been trying."

Aaron looked at her completely confused. "Chrisy we've been trying for about three months now."

"I think I'd remember making that decision with you Aaron."

"Do you even remember what happened to you?"

"What on earth are you talking about? I don't have time for any silly jokes I have work to do." She said getting back up and going back to her cleaning.

Aaron couldn't believe that she had completely blocked out the last few months of her life.

Thanks so much for reading! I haven't heard much from everyone. Just wondering if you're still out there!