Forgotten soul.
Summary: A long negation ends badly and Emily gets to attached. Sorry if I suck at summaries, but yer. Rated M for langue. its just a one shot but I might Wright more if you guys like it.
"You know what Lee, Matt's a liar. It's all you flat what you did to that poor girl, your own daughter! No punishment is good enough for you, I do care how many people you saw die in the war that gives you know right to treat a six year old girl the way you have, she couldn't protect her self from you and she's the one that's going to live with nothing but bad memories of you for the rest of her life. And now you deiced to sit there and tell me that you going to make it up to her after we get you a car and let you drive her to Mexico?" Emily screamed into the phone. There was a pause and the gun shot rang out through the speakers.
"Em you saved that little girl, she will is free of him now. You did that." Matt said trying to reassure her as they stepped off the elevator into the F.B.I parking lot. But all he got was a sad smile and a "I'll see you tomorrow" in reply. Emily slid into the drivers seat of her car and headed for home, not quite sure what she wanted to do with her self yet. But that was resolved the moment she pulled into her garage and saw her old surf board. She hadn't had a lot of time recently for surfing, witch was sort of stupid because it was the whole reason she had move to L.A.