A/N Based off of a scene from the 1x07 Promo
I came down the steps of Buckner Hall to see Emmett already waiting for me by the curb on his bike. He was in a denim jacket today instead of his leather and he smiled as I spotted him. He greeted me with a friendly nod as he hopped off the bike.
"Hey," I greeted back, "Waiting for Daphne again?" I asked, signing Daphne's name.
He shook his head, cutting his hand in front of his neck. No. Then pointed to me. You.
"Really?" I asked, but I wasn't going to complain, he was an amazing friend.
He nodded, then gestured towards the grass with a suggesting expression, nodding his head for me to walk.
"Uh, sure," I said, and began to walk. We walked a few feet before I turned to look at him and asked, "So what has Daphne been doing all these days when your with me?" I honestly had no idea how she got home at all this week.
He made an action of someone walking across his palm with his hands. Walk or… he signed out the letters of a name with a disgusted expression Wilke.
"Toby's friend Wilke?" I asked. I knew she was taking her cooking class with him, but I didn't think they were all buddy buddy.
I couldn't understand what he signed, but I read what he mouthed. Jackass.
"No, gonna argue with that," I said with a laugh.
We walked a little further without speaking before Emmett stopped with a dawning expression like he remembered something. I stopped too and looked at him as he pulled something out of his back pocket. A folded paper. He unfolded it and handed it to me.
A flyer. For the club where my dad worked. It was an ad for an event that was supposed to be happening tonight. Emmett reached over the top of the page and pointed to a name near the bottom of the flyer.
DJ: Angelo Sorrento
My eyes went wide, "How did you get this?" I asked, excitedly.
He shrugged with a nonchalant expression. No big.
"You have no idea how amazing this is," I shrieked and jumped up to hug him. I felt his body vibrate beneath me. He was laughing. Or at least his soundless equivalent.
I backed up and looked at the poster again, then back up at Emmett.
He pointed to me, then back to himself, then swept his hands to the side, hope and question on his face. So we're going?
I opened my mouth to shout yes, but my voice caught and I sighed. A sudden wave of insecurity hit me.
"What if we go and we can't find him? And even if we do, what are we going to do. We're going to be in the middle of a freaking club. And what would I say. 'Oh I'm your real daughter, and I'm not deaf because, funny story, me and the daughter you knew were switched at birth. And come on, what do I expect to get out of this. If he didn't want Daphne then, what make me think he's going to want me now, and-"
Emmett put his hands up to stop me.
"Am I talking to fast, I'm sorry," I signed too fast, hoping to help him out.
He grabbed my hands and shook his head. No. He took one hand and pointed to me, then tapped his thumb against his chest, hand spread wide. You'll be fine.
He took my hand back and met my eyes, stepping forward and dropping our hands to my sides. He intertwined his fingers in mine, and I could see him searching my eyes. I froze, more melted, into his blue-green eyes. I knew what was happening but my mind didn't comprehend.
As he leaned in I closed my eyes, waiting for that moment, that spark.
And then his lips touched mine, ever so lightly, so soft. A peck, but it wasn't enough. I tilted my head up to capture his lips before he pulled away and kissed him slowly, deeply. He took another step into me and I felt his warm hand on my cheek. The kiss was soft and then it was over, he pulled back.
I opened my eyes to look up into his as his thumb stroked my cheek. He smiled and I couldn't help but smile back.
"Daphne told me you thought deaf and hearing people couldn't be together," I whispered, not enough coherence to sound sarcastic, not that it mattered. He couldn't hear me.
He chuckled silently, then signed Daphne's name and pointed to his temple, but I read his lips. Daphne's smarter.
A/N My first Switched at Birth fic. I love this couple. Let me know what you thought and if you want me to write more on this story.
