A/N I know that the writing style is very different. It's intentional the commas, semicolons, colons, periods, and ellipses indicate a break in the thought or the person's words (ellipses being the longest and commas the shortest). The pauses change the meaning slightly.

She woke up with a man's arms around her, and she sighed contently. She leaned back into his body and let his scent fill her nostrils. She would remember it for the rest of her life. She didn't want to move from this position. She wanted to stay in this moment forever. To feel HIS arms around her, to breathe in HIS scent, to feel his breathe on her neck. This was Heaven. And she was about to walk away forever. Last night had been the greatest night of her life. He made love to her, it went far beyond sex. Every movement, every touch, everything he did told her he loved her. It told her that she was his universe. It told her he loved every fiber of his being. And it scared her. She had never known love like this. Sure she had read about it, but that was only in romance novels and stuff like that. It didn't exist in real life. But last night proved her wrong, last night showed her that it was real. And he felt it for her. She wasn't ready for it. She loved him, had for a long time. But she needed to get out of here. She needed to be able to think. And she wasn't going to be able to do it with him anywhere near her. But she wanted one more moment in his arms, and then she would leave.

As she got to her car she turned and looked back at his house. She hoped that that this would not be the last time she saw it. And as she started the car and drove away, tears started to pour down her face.

He woke with the biggest smile on his face. Last night had been the most incredible night of his life. But something was wrong. His arms felt empty. He opened eyes and scanned the room. She wasn't there. Her clothes weren't on the floor. He smiled as he thought back to their actions last night. He wasn't worried about her not being there, she probably just had to go home and change; he'd see her in a little while. He had to get ready he had a long morning ahead of him, he couldn't afford to get lost in his daydreams about the woman of his dreams.

A couple of hours later he was in his car driving to the office; he was smiling; in about fifteen minutes he was going to see her again. The smile he woke up with had been on his face all day. He knew that it looked out of place on his face. SSA Hotchner never smiled, but try as he might he couldn't get it off his face or replace it with the mask he wore every day. Although if he was being honest he wasn't trying very hard. Nothing could affect him today. Today he was invincible. The fact that it was a beautiful sunshiny day in the middle of winter only enhanced his mood. It seemed someone up there liked him. His ringing phone broke him out of his reverie.

"Agent Hotchner."

"Aaron, have you heard from Emily today?"

"No, I haven't Dave. What's up?"

"You sure you don't know where she is? When was the last time you saw her?"

He knew Dave wouldn't mind the truth, hell Dave had been the one pushing him towards her in the first place.

"Aaron did something happen last night?"

"Yeah Dave, something happened. Something amazing happened. Something Earth shattering."

"That's... That's amazing Hotch."

"Dave why aren't you happy for me. You were the one pushing me to make a move. Well I did and it changed my world. And it's all because of you."

"Aaron there's something you need to know."

"Dave you're starting to scare. What's going on?"

"Aaron... Emily left a note. ... Along with her badge and gun."

Hotch's world started to implode. "What does the note say, Dave?"

"I think you should wait until you get here to hear it. You're driving, just wait till you get here."

Hotch's voice shook with anger and pain as he gutted out the words, "Dave tell me what the note said."

"It's a resignation letter and there is a note to you. It says, 'I have to go don't try and find me. I'm sorry for everything.'"

And with that Hotch's universe exploded into billions of tiny pieces.

"Aaron we will find her. I promise you Aaron; we will find her. I'll get Garcia started on it right now."

Hotch wanted to say something, he wanted to tell Dave ok he'd be in shortly. He wanted to tell him thank you for looking for her. He wanted to tell him anything. But he couldn't. His mouth didn't work. He closed the cell phone, and everything shut down.

The next thing he knew he found himself in a bar. He sat down at the bar. "I'll have Jack Daniels. Make it a double." He stared at the drink for a moment and then tossed it back. "Another." He stared at the drink once again before tossing it back in one motion. "Another."

The radio that was playing in the bar switched back from commercials and started to play a tune.

He laughed. It was a laugh without joy or mirth.

"Turn it up barkeep. It seems someone up there has a weird sense of humor."
He listened to the music and closed his eyes. His mind replayed two events, last night and Dave's call. He tossed back the drink.

"Let's save time just give me the bottle. And turn the music up."

He grabbed the bottle and slowly walked table and poured himself a generous drink. He closed his eyes once again as the last refrain from the song played.

"Play it again, Sam. Play it again."

The bartender stared at Hotch. Hotch stared right back. The bartender withered under the gaze that had cracked countless UNSUBs. He walked over to the jukebox and put in a handful of quarters. He pressed several buttons and walked over to Hotch.

"I need to see some ID buddy."

Hotch pulled out his wallet. "There now get me another bottle."

The bartender walked back to the bar.

And Hotch picked up his glass, and his focus narrowed. Only two things existed the glass and the song.

Don't leave me in all this pain.
Don't leave me out in the rain.
Come back and bring back my smile.
Come and take these tears away.
I need your arms to hold me now.
The nights are so unkind.
Bring back those nights when I held you beside me.

Un-break my Heart.
Say you love me again
Undo this hurt you caused
When you walked out the door
And walked out of my life.
Un-cry these tears.
I cried so many nights
Un-break my heart.

A lone tear streaked down Aaron Hotchner's face. A testament to the amount of pain the man felt, crying was a weakness that he never indulged in. That tear was the only one that would fall, even though a thousand others impatiently beat against the walls that he erected.

A/N: Ok so I got this idea from reading several stories where Hotch/Emily had to overcome heartbreak, and it seems like Hotch is always the one screwing up so I decided to write one where Emily screwed up. Also I am going a little AU because in this world Hotch hasn't cried since he was a small child.

I would love to know what you thought of this, but please don't be harsh (I have a fragile ego).