Emily Prentiss One-Shots

Emily/Hotch

Title: Reset - SequinSmile (Ao3)

Summary: Emily gets hurt on a case and Aaron looks after her.

Rating: Teens and Up Audience 

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It happens quickly.

The unsub was more prepared than they were expecting. The door they were about to head through flies open, and as the person who was standing closest to it, Emily is thrown backwards, losing her footing through the force of it.

She hits the wall hard and feels her shoulder dislocate. Intense pain suddenly spreads through her arm and upper body, leaving her breathless. The sound of it, the loud pop that feels like it vibrates throughout her head, briefly makes her feel nauseous. She curses, her left hand coming up to press into her right shoulder, grimacing when she can feel that it is the wrong shape. For a moment everything else disappears, all of her senses honing in on the pain radiating down her arm and across her chest.

"Fuck," she chokes out, trying to catch her breath.

"Em, you ok?"

She opens her eyes to see Aaron kneeling right in front of her, concern etched into every part of his face, and she knows she's not looking at her boss right now but at her boyfriend. Their relationship was still relatively new. It had only been three months since their first date, a tentative kiss shared outside of her apartment as he walked her home that immediately turned into more as she dragged him in through the door. The team still didn't know about them, something she is as keenly aware of in this moment as she is of the pain ripping through her. She looks at them, all standing behind him before she looks back at him.

Her initial reaction is to nod, to say she's ok, but the mere movement makes pain travel through her arm again, somehow making the numbness she can already feel in her fingers worse. Fire dancing along her nerve endings.

"No," she groans, forcing a smile as her eyes meet his, "My shoulder dislocated."

Aaron's eyes flick to her shoulder before he looks at her face again, a smile she knows he means to be reassuring forming. "Ok, we'll get you to the hospital-"

"No, it's ok," she says, grunting as shaking her head makes her shoulder hurt even more, "We need to catch-"

"Em," he cuts over her, something close to affection she knows he wouldn't usually show her in front of the others shining in his eyes, "We got him," he explains tilting his head back to where Derek was leading the unsub down the hallway to hand him off to a local cop, "Did you not notice?"

She hadn't noticed. The arrest and the chaos that must have ensued in the few seconds after she hit the wall clearly completely passed her by.

"I was a little busy having my arm knocked out of its socket," she replies through her teeth, "It's ok, you have work to here still. Just pop it back in and I'll be fine."

Aaron stares at her for a second, a beat of silence between them as he frowns at her, reaching out to cup the back of her head, his eyes searching hers for something. "Did you hit your head too?"

"No. What?" She asks confused, looking past him briefly to see if the team have noticed their physical closeness, the way he's touching her.

"Because you must be concussed if you think I'm popping your shoulder back into place."

She sighs, rolling her eyes at him, "Aaron-"

"I'm taking you to the hospital, and that's final. Dave can manage what's left to do here."

She licks her lower lip, her tongue sticking out to moisten it as she tries to think of a way to argue with him, but she knows she won't win this one. She's highly aware of the rest of the team in the hallway still, all clearly pretending they weren't watching them with interest, half listening to local cops as they discuss the next steps and what to do with the crime scene.