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After Hotch is shot,Emily is scared what the future will hold, was that there last kiss
"He's got a type, Aaron." "Absolutely not." A glare is fixed over the team," no. I won't make a decision like that for her." Emily clears her throat, bringing the attention away from the arguing men to her," I'll do it. If it's okay with you, Hotch. I don't mind, really."