Turn about sisters

Author's Note: I actually wrote two and a half chapter for this about one and half a year ago. This was initially for an possible character competiion- one was to create a character and fit them into Ace Attorney. Obviously, Gabriel is the character that I created, but I didn't end up entering that competition. However, I did end up with some writing and I suddenly found them today. I then thought, what the heck, I'll upload it.

So, enjoy!

Edgeworth is my favourite character and even though I like he and Franzika together, I wanted to work with an OC as well. Therefore, the two of them will just be like siblings in this story.

Edgeworth had been driving with a tight grasp on the steering wheel without any comment since the moment that they stepped out of the court. This was not something that they have done very often as she rarely attended one of his court trials, as she still had memories of 'that' trial.

However, this silence was getting a bit too unbearable.

"Miles, where are we going?" Gabrielle finally asked, unconsciously twisting the ring that she only had for a few months.

"I don't know yet." Was his blunt answer.

"… I think you just ran over a red light." She lied, not fully true but this was a very good way to gain his attention, as he was naturally very concerned with keeping to the rule due to his profession.

"I didn't."

"Miles…can you stop the car for a while? I think I am going to throw up."

"I can't stop it right now."

Normally, he would have immediately stopped the car and began to rub her back, as there was a time when she started to vomit due to a particular fast and wild drive.

The uncomfortable silence continued and she sighed deeply before she decided to go for the ultimate strategy. It was beyond a white lie but she felt that he was handling this in the completely wrong way, and it would be much better if he was willing to just stop and think about it.

Which meant that she must get him to stop his car.

"Miles, I am going to cancel our engagement because I decided to marry the manager at the restaurant."

This was enough to make him immediately pull over and it was also a sign of his affections for her, because he was surely capable enough of realising that this was just a lie.

When emotions were involved, then judgements would often alter.

"Tell me you are kidding," he immediately demanded before he started to mutter: "I don't believe this, how bad can a day get!"

"Of course I am joking." She said. "Although it's not exactly a joke. But I needed to find a way that would make you stop the car."

Leaning over, she pulled the keys out and clutched it in her hands.

"Miles, don't be like this!" she began.

"Gabrielle, I just…I just lost. I have never lost a case in my four whole years of prosecution." He muttered, staring at the steering wheel to avoid looking at her.

"But he was innocent, and this is that Phoenix Wright isn't it? That kid in your school." She reasoned. "Miles, it is alright to hate the defendant when they are guilty but when they are innocent… wouldn't you be just as bad if you punish an innocent party?"

"It doesn't matter who he is. My job as the prosecutor is to make sure that the defendant gets a guilty verdict."

"Because there is the possibility that they might be guilty, I know that." She said, what he has often said. "But I thought the case clearly show that he is innocent.

"To tell the truth…I was a bit surprised at the trial today." She added, even though she already knew that this was a bad topic to talk about. "Why did you insist on continuing the trial when it is clear that he is innocent?"

"Gabby…you are too emotional. At a court of law the only thing that you can rely on in a court of law is evidence. There was nothing that proves Wright is innocent so…"

"You don't need proof for every single thing!" she snapped in frustration. "Miles…what happened to your old…"

"Don't talk to me about what I used to be like!" he yelled back, all the confusion and anger he felt due to the trial finally appearing. "Gabrielle, I told you that I don't want to be reminded of what I was like."

"This is not just about that! In your trials…I never protested about what you did in your trials because I believed in you when you say that a prosecution must believe that the defendant are guilty in order to assure that the guilty would be punished, but today was different! Not only was the defendant your friend, he was clearly innocent."

"Didn't you say the exact same thing for your father as well?"

She did not answer him with any words this time.

Instead, she stepped out of the car and slammed it hard, before she threw the key in a random direction that was the opposite of where she walked toward.

Edgeworth was to hit the steering wheel in frustration as he realised that he had made yet another mistake today.

Within a few minutes Gabrielle was cursing her self for her foolishness. However, her pride forbid her to go back and find him, so she continued to walk, even though walking on the rocky pavement with her new stilettos really made her feet ache. In addition, she was not suitably dressed as she only had a rather thin cardigan.

She did take her purse but there wasn't that much money inside since her fiancé was the one who paid the bills. She was fine with this when they were together, but she refused to use the money as if it was hers even though he insisted that they made the account into a joint one.

"Just in case there was some urgency." Had been his reason.

"You mean instead of using loose changes to call you I should use your credit card to get a helicopter to help me out?" was her dry reply as she reluctantly accepted the card.

She was sure that Edgeworth could figure out which direction she would head to, although there was the possibility that he might not be willing to admit his mistakes yet.

However, her walking around the street aimlessly was certainly not a solution. Therefore, she decided to go into the fast food store in front. The two of them were going to dine afterward but the place they were going to was certainly very different from this.

But it was not as if she was dressed very formally, so she went into the store.

The shop was rather empty as there were only two other people in there. However, they happened to be right in front of the counter and it seemed that they would take quite sometime as the girl was in a great conflict about what she should choose.

"I know, why don't I get both?" the girl finally said happily, only to have her hopes shattered by her companion- a much older guy.

"Maya, I told you, I don't have that much money." The man said before he sighed and turned around. "You are keeping someone…eh?"

Much to Gabrielle's embarrassment, the only other customers in this store happened to be Phoenix Wright and Maya Fey, the two people that her fiancé had tried to get acquitted even though they were both innocent.

It was certainly not hard to mistaken them due to the extremely spiky hair of Wright, and the very unusual costume of Maya. She was sure that she was no where near as conspicuous as these two, but it seemed that they still somehow recognised her.

"Gabrielle Revien." She admitted as she stretched out her hand. "Since you will want to know what relationship I have with Miles, I might as well tell you guys now. I am his fiancée."

"Phoenix Wright and Maya Fey." Wright said as he took the hand and shook it.

"I am very sorry about what Miles did but it is just that he is very…" Gabrielle paused a while as she tried to think of the best way to defend Edgeworth without revealing that memory. "It is just that he is really stubborn."

"It's alright, I don't blame you at all." Wright told her sincerely, sensing her embarrassment. "Miss Revien, do you know who I am?"

"Of course she knows who you are, Nick, you ask the silliest question!" Maya said with a laugh but luckily, her attention was caught by the menu again, as she saw a new possibility.

"Yes and no." Gabrielle said softly. "I know that you and Miles were friends in primary school but that is all I know. But I think you know what he used to be like, don't you? What he…" at this her voice become even softer out of instinct. "You know what he used to want."

"I know, and that is why I don't blame him." Wright said, carefully making sure that Maya won't hear him. "I guess that is why I still am willing to believe him."

"It is not as if he turned mad or anything!" Gabrielle said very quickly, a reasoning that she had used on herself for many times. "It is just that he got a bit obsessive due to what happened to him but…"

"Nick! I am actually done!" Maya said loudly, interrupting them. "So, Miss Gabrielle, what are you going to order?"

"I?" now that she think about it, it has actually been quite sometime since she last went to such a store as Edgeworth always preferred to go to somewhere posh and since she enjoyed the food, why should she complain? But this suddenly brought her back to the days before she went out with him, and then move in with him…

It was also the time when her father was still there.

Placing her order she went to join Maya, finding the girl a great surprise as she herself would certainly not be very friendly if she was in her situation. Granted that it was not her fault that Edgeworth was like that, but they were still related.

Throughout her meal she was constantly nervous that Edgeworth would burst into the shop. Such a meeting between the two formal friends would not bring any comfort to anyone.

But she needn't have worried, as he actually sent her a message telling her that he has gone home first as they should both calm down and think a bit.

This made her smile as it was a sign that he was being his normal logical and rational self once more. They rarely had such a fight that involved her storming away as he would always suggest that they both cool off for a while before they resumed discussing the topic.

Even though she has lived with him for sometime now, she was still not very used to her new home. She and her father had an apartment too but that was the only similarity between the two buildings. This was an extremely posh apartment, unlike the shabby place she lived with her father.

The apartment keeper had been something that really surprised her as there was no such person in her old home. No body cared who else come and went as long as they were not going to endanger them.

"Welcome back, Miss Revien, Mr Edgeworth is already home." The apartment keeper said and Gabrielle couldn't help but to wonder whether he really was saying this innocently. If the two of them left together then they would almost always return together.

They lived on the second floor- a convenient height as one would not get too tired if they walked up the stairs. Her old apartment was on the tenth floor and when Edgeworth first visited her, he would walk up all the stairs since that was still at the time when she refused to have anything to do with him.

Later on, she would wait for him to pick her up downstairs.

There was a time when he couldn't use the stairs and had to take the lift. It had been very troublesome for both of them. He was actually sitting down in front of her door, leaning on it and she wasn't sure whether she should be more surprised at him being like this, or how he could look like this and not faint.

She didn't have long to wonder because she had to usher him inside as it seemed that he was going to pass out soon.

Yet she was glad of that incident, because it made him tell her what had happened to him, why he become like that.

Placing a hand against her forehead, she put up her best act of not looking very well, as she was not really willing to face him yet, although she certainly did not want to continue wandering around the town, as if she was some sort of victim to domestic violence. This was not true as she had a home that she was not unhappy to return to.

There was a possibility that he would be in his study, as that tended to be the place he retreated to when they had a fight. The study was his private area as she had no need of such a thing, since she was a waitress. The only thing she brings from her job was her uniform.

But no, he was in the living room…watching the news, which included the report of the trial.

"Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth suffered first loss."

"I am back." She finally said, standing behind him.

"Welcome back." He muttered the phrase and even though he did not turn around, he reached out to take her hand.

"I met Phoenix Wright and his companion- Maya Fey." She said bluntly, since the reporters were now giving a brief account of Phoenix Wright's background.

"Gabby, don't misunderstand me. It is not as if I hate Wright or anything." Edgeworth told her very seriously. "I didn't try to get him acquitted because I hate him, it is because there is a possibility that he might be guilty."

"Yes I know. I know why you do these things." She muttered. "But Miles, Mr. Wright pointed out something interesting. What should you to if you are in an even obvious situation then today? What will you do if you clearly know that the defendant is guilty?"

"Why are they arrested in the first place?" was his blunt answer. "Besides, what did Wright say?"

"Never mind." Gabrielle said in defeat as it was clear that any more discussion would only cause another argument, and she was too tired. "I am really tired and I have work tomorrow so I am going to sleep now."

She would have just headed to their room but all of a sudden, she felt that she could not just leave him alone in the living room. The apartment was too big, and this was something that she had told him many times, but it always tend to become even bigger on the day when he was so busy preparing cases that he actually stayed in the office instead of returning home.

Surely it must be the same for him… it must not have been easy for him to be here just then after their argument and not know where about she was.

Once more, she thought of what it used to be like for him. He naturally wouldn't complain about being alone to her but she knew that this did have an effect, especially due to what his birth father was like.

Gregory Edgeworth and Pierre Revien were both single parents but the difference was that unlike her father, Edgeworth's father worked really hard to make sure that his son would not get lonely. That was probably why she often went to his house instead, since her father was often absent due to his unnatural hours.

The time he spent with the Von Karma in Germany was not something that he often talked to her about, but what he said revealed that it was not happy.

Of course, she herself was afraid of being alone. Her father loved her and they were always very close, but he was rarely home in her early childhood. Before Edgeworth and his father moved in next to their rooms in the apartment, she tended to spend her days sitting in front of the door- waiting for her father to come home so she would not be alone anymore.

"I thought you are going to sleep." Edgeworth muttered when his fiancée actually took a seat beside him.

"I am." She said as she laid her head in his lap, using the sofa like a bed. "I am."

"Gabby…" he muttered in fond exasperation as that was not the first time that she did this, even though he told her that she should not sleep on the sofa if there was a bed near.

But instead of being more insistent, he would always end up taking his coat off and drape it over her, instead of waking her up.