After a gruesome and exhausting case, the team arrived back at the BAU headquarters, ready to finish with the paperwork and go home.

You're in the locker room, using the quiet moment to take off your gear and freshen-up - after a nasty encounter with the unsub, you're left sore and tense, every movement hurting.

You take off the bulletproof vest and open the buttons of your blouse, about to slip it off as the door to the locker room opens again, and Emily steps inside.

You jump a little at her sudden appearance, pulling the fabric of your blouse tighter around you in an attempt to cover the few bruises and cuts that the unsub left on your body.

"Here you are." Emily smiles, though that expression quickly fades as she notices your battered form. "What the-- What are those?" She murmurs, a frown forming on her face as she steps closer.

"Nothing, it's..." You sigh, knowing that you can't hide your injuries any longer. "It's not as bad as it looks." You murmur, shrugging slightly.

"Bullshit." She grumbles, carefully pushing the hem of your blouse to the side, revealing a cut over your collarbone. "These look bad... did you clean them?" Emily asks, looking back up at you.

"I was about to..." You murmur, shamefully looking at the floor.

"Come on..." Emily hums, putting a hand on your shoulder and leading you to the nearest bench. "Let me take care of you."