Miss Emmy Sing To Me

Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds, that belongs to CBS.

Summary: Hotch brings Emily with him to the hospital to see an injured Jack, who asks for some comfort from the brunette.

A/N: Ok, this was one of my very first favorite stories, but you know how riddled new authors are, and well I decided to re-edit and post it again along with the two informal sequels, so here's the Emmy Series.

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Muhammad Ali said, "Children make you want to start life all over."

Hotch was about to leave the conference room of the D.C. police station preparing to give the profile on their current unsub when his cell phone went off interrupting him from his task.

The Unit Chief separated himself from his two agents, taking the call while Dave and Emily continued their conversation with the local officer.

The dark haired man sighed pocketing his cell phone returning to the small group.

"Something wrong?" Emily asked, taking in the look of worry wearing on his face.

"It's Jessica" he sighed looking at the two, watching them nod, knowing it was about Jack, "Dave, can you take over the profile? Jack's in the hospital."

"Sure" Dave said, noting the worried expression on their female agent, "What happened?"

"Jack fell and is getting stitches in his leg" he told his two subordinates.

"Sure, don't worry about it." Dave told him, more concerned for the child then their lack of progress in their case.

Hotch briefly looked over at the brunette woman beside him, and he could see the overt concern for his son, which warmed his heart.

"Emily? Can you come with me?" Hotch asked her, giving her an imploring look.

"Sure" Emily told him, relief sweeping through but the smirk that Dave shot her made her narrow her eyes as two leave the station.

Once the two agents reached the hospital, they both moved in synch towards the admittance desk, greeted by the frazzled and flustered Jessica who held remorse in her.

"I'll take it from here, Jessica. You can go back to work." Hotch told his former sister-in-law abating her guilt. Turning to the head nurse, "Excuse me ma'am, I'm Aaron Hotchner, Jack's father."

"Sir, you'll need to fill out these insurance papers on your son" the nurse told him, passing him a clipboard and taking his insurance card.

Emily looked from Hotch to the hallway, deciding to just give in, "I'll go check on Jack" Emily told him, "What room is he in?"

"Room 103, third room down the hall on the right" the older woman told her, pointing down the hall.

"Hey, Captain Jack" Emily greeted the boy, walking into his hospital room and took a seat beside him, "How are you feeling?"

"I'm ok" he quietly murmured, she could tell that he was sad and keeping something inside.

"Really?" she asked raising an eyebrow to him "How about telling me the truth, buddy?"

"Not so good" the boy answered.

"Is it that you've got stitches and your worried about getting a scar?" Emily asked, hoping to comfort the boy.

"No" answered, shaking his head "Scars are ok. Like being a superhero like daddy."

"You know I had stitches too, had them taken out a long time ago" Emily lifted up her bangs, "See? Right there."

Jack leaned in to look at the small scar "Did it hurt? the owie?"

"Just a little bit, but I got better" Emily told him, biting her lip it was only obvious that he was still upset, "Jack, why don't you tell me what's wrong? Maybe I can help."

"Miss Emmy?" Jack asked, "Can you sing to me?" the brunette was taken back by this, "My mommy always singed to me when I'm hurt or sick."

She could see the real reason the boy was so withdrawn and sad, taking a deep breath she gave Jack a warm smile.

"Sure thing kiddo. Hm, let me think" the brunette paused "You sure know how to put a girl on the spot."

It made her heart soar when she heard Jack laugh at that.

Hotch just finished the last of the insurance papers and walked over to his son's hospital room, the door closed a jar he's hears his son's request.

"Miss Emmy? Can you sing to me? My mommy always sings to me when I'm hurt or sick."

Hotch felt his heart rip in two, he couldn't comfort Jack the way Haley could. His ears perked up when he heard Emily's warm and caring tone.

"Sure thing kiddo. Hm, let me think. You know how to put a girl on the spot."

Hotch smiled at that, he was grateful that he'd became friendly with the brunette and relieved that Jack would be able to go to her for help.

His mind focused in on the hospital room and a small smile grew on his face recognizing the song that his agent was singing to his son.

'I remember that song' Hotch thought warmly 'I heard Emily sang that when I worked for her mother at the Embassy.' Of course she didn't know he overheard her singing it.

..."Sweet dreams til sunbeams find you..."

'Her voice is still as beautiful as it was when she was twenty two years old.' Hotch reminisced on the time. 'I'll give them a moment. Better get Jack a toy from the gift shop.'

Just as Emily finished the song she pressed a kissed his forehead a nurse came into check Jack's chart checking over the boy's vitals and turned to Emily.

"You should be really proud of him" the nurse told Emily who was rubbing Jack's back lightly.

"Excuse me?" Emily asked.

"Your son was really brave when the doctor put the stitches in" The nurse told her then walked out on the stunned Emily before she could correct her.

"Guess what I got you buddy" Hotch greeted the pair, his heart warmed at the sight of Emily with a protective and nurturing armed wrapped around Jack.

"A panda!" Jack laughed, while the brunette smiled at the two who wore matching dimples.

"I'll leave you two now" she told Hotch, as she slid off the bed gathering her belongings.

"Miss Emmy stay" Jack said, looking over at his father for agreement.

"Stay Emily" Hotch said "So what you both been up to?"

"Miss Emmy sang to me, to make me feel better. Just like mommy use to." Jack told his father with a smile on his face.

"Oh, she did?" Hotch smiled at Emily turning back to Jack, "Did she sing well?"

"Miss Emmy sang pretty" the boy corrected with a smile at Emily "Can she come home with us?"

Emily looked shocked at that but was blown away with the smirk that Hotch gave her.

"We may just have to keep her" Hotch told his son, grinning at the flustered brunette.

"Can she stay for dinner, daddy?" Jack asked

"How about Emily?" Hotch asked "It's unanimous."

"Uh, hm" she slowly said, looking at the matching set of pleading eyes, "All right, I guess."

"We have Jack's discharge papers" a doctor came in with the same nurse who mistaken Emily for Jack's mother.

While Hotch filled out the discharge papers, the nurse wandered over to Emily with the after care instructions.

"Make sure, he takes an antibiotic before bed tonight than, one in the morning and one at bedtime" the nurse instructed her.

"All right" the brunette agent told the woman, who walked away with Jack's chart.

"You have a beautiful family here" the doctor told Hotch.

Hotch looked over at Emily who was helping Jack with his coat

"Thank you, I know" the dark haired man smiled looking happy for the first time in a long time.

'Maybe this can be my second chance.' Hotch thought, giving his two favorite people a smile while picking Jack up and ushering them towards the hospital exit.

"While we try to teach our children about life, our children teach us what life is all about." Angela Schwindt

To Be Continued...

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