A/N: Decided to put up another chapter just to move it along. This is more of a transition chapter. Gibbs' character will be introduced in the next chapter. Read, Review, and Subscribe! Thank you.

Chapter 2

"Betrayal is the only truth that sticks." - Arthur Miller

I woke up to the sound of his voice. His sweet, concerned voice. I immediately recognized it as Hotch.

"Is she OKAY?" His authoritative voice spoke.

"We managed to stop the bleeding. She'll be perfectly fine. However, we'd like to keep her for a couple days just to monitor her."

"Alright. Thank you very much, Dr. Depak" I heard Hotch say, followed by the doctor's footsteps leaving the room. Both the door and the blinds were closed.

I croaked out his name, "Hotch. You didn't need to come. You should have waited until morning. I'm fine, really."

"Nonsense. After all, I need to make sure my top agent stays as perfect as always." I smiled "Is your back sore? Let me help" He began massaging my back.

"Oooh. That's nice Hotch."

"Only the best for my favorite girl, just don't tell the team" He said with a wink.

"I think I'm going to take a nap now." I said groggily.

"Alright, I'll be right here when you wake up."

"I know." I replied dreamily.

"Emily…"

"Yes…?"

He pulled me in and just as our lips were about to touch the annoying shrill of a phone polluted the moment.

"I'm sorry." He apologized.

"No, it's fine." I sighed.

"Yeah, JJ. I'm on my way." Hotch growled into his phone.

"Are you going already? Will you come back in the morning?" I pleaded.

"Please, Emily. Honestly. You're fine. Don't act like a baby. We all know you're not one." He growled at me.

"I'm sure you'll be fine without someone here holding your hand. We're going to Kentucky. I'll see you later." Hotch snarled as he walked out the door.

"What the hell Hotch?" But he was already gone.

"You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks, or even months over-analyzing a situation... or you can just leave the pieces on the floor and move on" - Unknown

The Next Day :

"You're cleared for release Agent Prentiss, but please, we'd really like to monitor you for another day…"

"No, that's fine though. Thank you." I dismissed the doctor as I left the hospital.

A black car driven by a young male FBI agent was waiting for me in the front. Smiling, I stepped into the car and told the driver my address. I fell asleep in the car.

When the young driver woke me up we were in front of my apartment building.

"Thank you very much." I smiled at him

"No problem Ma'am" Hmm… Ma'am.

Opting to take the elevator instead of the usual stairs due to my lack of energy, I pressed the 7th floor button. I walked slowly to my door and unlocked it. First things first, I thought, as I walked over to the counter to pour a glass of wine. Just as I took my first sip of the deep red liquid my phone rang. Strauss it read. Great… "Hello Ma'am. Good afternoon."

"Good afternoon Agent Prentiss."

She continued, "I understand you did not go to Kentucky with the rest of your team. That's fine, but don't think you get the next two weeks off. I've set you up with a consult with an NCIS team. Report to the NCIS building in Washington, DC until you've finished your case. You'll be working with a Special Agent Gibbs. Have a nice evening." She hung up.

Perfect. I thought as I rolled my eyes and pulled out my Macbook Air. Agent Gibbs I typed into google. Why didn't Hotch tell her that I got run over? Right, because he's being an ass. Wow. Gibbs is all over the internet. Seems like a pretty great agent. I spent the rest of my afternoon finding out what I could about Gibbs and his team. There were four of them; Gibbs, an Anthony DiNozzo, and a Ziva David. I shut down my computer and went to sleep. Tomorrow should be fun. Not.

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