AN: I am so so sorry. I hadn't forgotten this, it was just over the past 3 weeks I've had two assignments to do for uni which just dominated me. This is the final one and thanks to everyone who had read it, offered feedback and support. It means a lot.

"You know when you said it was hot, I was not expecting this." Emily said, coughing as the smoke invaded her lungs.

"We're in a burning building and you're still being a smartass?" Aaron choked out as they stumbled through the smoke and dodged flames to try and reach the door to get to freedom. They were on a case in Texas and their UnSub had given them a false lead and led them to a warehouse that was rigged to be set alight as soon as they got there. Diesel plus a simple petrol bomb meant the building was so engulfed in flames; adding to the burning heat of the day meant the fire was gaining in strength.

"It's why you love me," Emily quipped as she and Aaron found the door and began shoving it aside to slide it back and open up.

"Sure it is," Aaron retorted as they shoved with all their might until the door gave way and they stumbled out into the day light, inhaling sweet pure smoke-free oxygen and coughing heavily to clear their throats and try and sooth their aching lungs. As Aaron called in the fire and police services, as well as tell the team what happened, Emily wiped her face in an attempt to clear some of the soot before she realised what Aaron just said to her. That he loved her. Sure it was most likely a sarcastic retort to her dry-witted remark but even so, did he mean it?

Emily wasn't sure but what she was sure of what that there was a serial killer with a fondness for petrol bombs on the loose and she needed to focus on that and not her own personal life.