Emily bit her lip as she felt Derek's eyes on her from across the plane. She sat in the back of Aaron's teams jet, Aaron across from her while the rest of them were over doing their work. Amelia was sleeping on the small couch that was there, a small blanket draped over her and an icepack icing her bruised and slightly sore hand. "Aaron?"

Aaron looked up from his file and saw Emily's worried eyes, his brown furrowing when her voice came out so soft. "What is it Emily?"

"He keeps staring at me."

Aaron quickly turned to look behind him, huffing as Derek's eyes averted down to his file. "Don't worry about him. He doesn't trust very well, very often." He looked back to the brunette in front of him, smiling slightly when her face and shoulders visibly softened. "Are you ok, Emily?"

Emily nodded immediately, her eyes flickering back to the man before her. "I'm alright. Do you know when we're going to land? I don't do very good in planes, if you can tell."

"Oh, I can. You already ran to the bathroom twice."

The younger woman blushed slightly before her ears perked up, hearing the pilot's voice over the speakers.

Ten minutes later Aaron Hotchner was leading a slightly tired Emily out and down the plane steps, with a sleeping Amelia in his arms, her head on his shoulder. Once they made it to his SUV and Amelia was laying down in the backseat, he closed the back door and turned to Emily. "You ready?"

"Are you taking me to a hotel or something?"

Aaron immediately shook his head, his eyes widening as he watched the breeze blow a couple curls onto her cheek, her hands tightening around her small purse that was held in front of her waist. "Emily, I told you that you are staying with me as long as you need."

Emily bit her lip as she watched him open her door, but made no move to get in. "You said you have a son."

"And he's two years old. I don't think he'll mind."

Rolling her eyes, Emily got in the car and slammed her door.

Aaron held his eyes wide before letting out a huff, and walking to his side of the car. Once he was in, he quickly inserted the keys and turned on the heat. "Emily, I don't want you staying at some random hotel. You know nothing about this city."

Emily nodded slowly before looking over to him, watching as he began to pull out of the parking lot. "Aaron, know that I am so very grateful for what you're doing for Amelia and I, but I'm not comfortable with staying at your home where you're son can ask me random questions that I'd like to not think about answering. I'm not comfortable being babied."

The older man shook his head as he pulled onto the highway, forcing a sweet smile that he shot at her. "You're gonna have to learn to get comfortable, wont you?"

Emily's eyes hardened as she let out a huff, but she quickly complied and slammed her head back into her seat. "I guess I will."