Jennifer Jareau's POV
I asked Hotch if I could go talk to Emily, alone. He said yes, so I'm on my way to her room. When I enter, I hear Emily repeating:
"The baby is safe... The baby is safe..."
She seems lost. I put my hand on her forehead and I sit on the corner of her bed.
"It's okay, Emily. It's me. Jennifer. You're safe now and you baby is safe too."
She stops talking for a few seconds, then she looks at me. Her cheeks are still red because she scratched herself. She also has a bandage on her wrist. Looking into her eyes, I can see that she's about to cry. I hold her hand.
"It's okay, Emily."
She's still shaking a bit. She notices the bruise on my forehead.
"Did I hurt you?"
"No, it's okay. It's nothing. Really," I say, trying to reassure her.
"I still have this nightmare..."
"Em... You know he's dead."
"I know..."
"I talked to Aaron and you will probably continue to see a psychologist. Is this okay with you?"
She doesn't answer, but it doesn't seem to bother her.
"I'm scared..." She declares.
"Of what?"
"Of me."
"Don't be. It's okay," I say, hugging her tight and putting my hand on her belly.
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Moving Forward
Fanfiction{Profile My Heart's sequel} **Read Profile My Heart before** After what they have been through, everything has changed. JJ and Spencer are living a dream with their children; Hope and Jaeden. And what about Emily and Hotch who love their adopted chi...
