Chapter Two:
Chapter Two:
Aftermath
It had been a couple of hours since the whole situation went wrong. Jason had pulled the trigger on his two hostages than he turned the gun on himself. Both Marcus and Jason died instantly on the scene. However, by some miracle, Cindy was still alive. She was in serious condition and was rush to the hospital but she was alive that was something. Emily and Matt stayed on the scene for about an hour after the whole thing. They checked in with their boss, Cheryl Carrera and gave her an incident report. Than they clued up on the scene deciding to take the paperwork back to the hotel.
"Tell you what, I'll do the paperwork on this one" Emily offered as Matt drove them back to the hotel. Matt looked over at his partner, he knew she was in a bad mood over what had just happened, and she was blaming herself. And he also had been her partner long enough to know not to waste his breath and try to tell her it wasn't her fault right now. Which was the case, Emily was not to blame, she had done everything she could to get everyone out alive, but when it came to their job, that wasn't always the case. If they had been home in LA Frank and himself as well as a few more of their co-workers/friends would have drag her to Sloans for a drink but tonight that was not the case. So he figured he wouldn't argue with her, not yet anyhow. "Sure if you want" he replied as he pulled into the parking lot of the hotel.
They walked silently into the hotel's lobby, got the keys to their rooms and walked up the stairs to their rooms. Emily told Matt good night before disappearing into her room for the night. She just wasn't in the mood to be cheer up and Matt always had a way of making her smile even when she was in the lousiest of moods.
She dumped her over night bag and folder containing the paperwork directly onto the bed and headed straight for the shower, in hopes of washing the day’s events from her. She got out, shoved on a pair of black sweat pants and a white plain t-shirt and shoved her long auburn hair into a ponytail. She could hear her stomach growl but she wasn't in the mood for food. She was still in a lousy, crappy, bitchy mood. She was brushing her teeth when she heard a knock come on her door. She sigh, defiantly not in the mood for company, she already knew exactly who was going to be on the other side of the door. Emily thought for a second if she ignored Matt maybe he'll just go away. She spit and waited no more knocking, "good he took the hint" she said to herself, when the knocking came again.
"Arg" she sigh again. He would not give up, she might as well surrender. She answered the door, and let Matt in.
"Have you lost your mind?" was the response she got.
"Huh?" Now Emily was just confused.
"You opened the door without looking through the peep hole what if I was some serial rapist or mast murderer?"
Emily just rolled her eyes, "A. I'm so not in the mood for this tonight, B. I can take whoever is on the other side of the door, and C. Last time I checked most serial killers don't knock first. Matt, what do you what I said I do the paper work" Emily said the last part coming out whiner than intended.
"I come bringing Tai food" he said raising the take out bag and I figured you could used some help." He said
"Fine whatever" she said crashing on the bed, this time her tone was a little meaner than she had intended and she knew it. "Sorry, Matt I didn't mean for it to sound that way. I'm just not in the mood for company" She said
"I know, Oh I have an update on Cindy Ward" Matt replied
She stated at him and waited for him to continued when he didn't she slap him lightly "well give me the update"
"She just came out of surgery, looks like it was a success. But we won't know for sure for twenty four hours. And I was talking to social services; the girls have been placed in custody of their grandparents." He told her sitting next to her on the bed.
"Well at least they still have one parent" She said
"Emily, listen to me, you know what happen today wasn't your fault. In our line of work sometimes shit happens" He said trying to convince her.
She smiled "I know, I really do, realistically there was nothing else I could have done, but that don't make it any easier" This was something usual for her, Emily was always the tough one, she would never admit a feeling of weakness to her closest friends, no less her partner but there was something different about Matt..
Matt leaned over and gave her a hug, first she pulled back "Matt I don't want to be pitied" He pulled her closer "this is not a pity hug, this is a hug between two partners who had a suckie day" She could buy that she let him hug her, he held her. The hug was intended to be like Matt said a hug for the lost of two lives between two partners. Maybe it was the fact that both were still pumped from the days events, or maybe they just gave into something that was there, something that neither notice until Matt had wrapped his arms around Emily. She looked up into those big brown eyes and he looked into her hazel eyes, they stayed in the hug, longer than necessarily. Finally as Emily pulled back a little, Matt leaned in and kissed her.