Pillow Talk
Copyright 2011

A/N: My second PRS Memily fic. The title is not what you think it I because I'm not like that. It's just Emily and Mike talking about their dreams after their mission. I have a couple ideas after this one, but they'll take time to write so stay tuned for that. This takes place a few days after "Mike's Gift." I'm going to try to make my PRS fics connect with one another.

Again, I might fail at being a mushy romantic yet again… but I will get better as time goes by.

I own nothing, just to let you know. The only thing I own is the plot.


Emily was getting ready for bed. It was late at night, which meant another day was done. She couldn't stop thinking about something. It was lingering in her mind for a few days after she read the poem that Mike gave her on her birthday.

Her thoughts lingered from that and what was going to happen after her samurai duties was over. Emily didn't want to think that far ahead and always kept those thoughts in the back of her mind, but tonight was different. She hasn't spoken to anyone else about this, thinking that they would think different of her.

Once dressed, she walked to the living room to get a glass of water. Once Emily did that, she went to the couch to think for a moment.

Her mind lingered to what she was thinking about before, she thought that she could escape them for a while, but she couldn't. She just wished that it could leave her alone for another night, but stubborn as it was her thoughts about her future stayed. It didn't stay in the back of her mind, but the front of it as if it was the only thing that she was focused on.

What would her life be like after the last Nylock was destroyed and everyone was safe again? Like everyone on the team, she has dreams of the future. She thought about this as she took a sip of water, while doing this, other thoughts lingered in her mind.

Ever since she and Mike shared their feelings for one another, Emily thought about that as well. Mike was part of her dreams as well, what will happen between them. Of course she loves him with all of her heart and wants to be with him, but what are his dreams? What would he want to do after this?

She thought back at the poem that he wrote, the conversation that they had and the kiss that followed. It has been only a few days since that happened and she might be moving a bit too fast for it, but she couldn't get him out of her mind since he is part of what she wants to happen. Emily thought about this while making circles with her glass using her finger.

She also let out a deep sigh as well; she needed to talk to someone about it. She didn't want to keep it inside any more than she has to or else it would eat her alive. Emily sat up and walked to the kitchen, only to bump into someone, spilling her water on the floor. The person turned around, revealing his face, only to see that it was Mike.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't see you." Emily quickly apologized while frantically grabbing some paper towels to clean up her mess.

"Don't be sorry, Em. I didn't turn on the light." Mike said while helping her clean up.

"But I should've seen you there, but I didn't." She said.

Mike thought for a moment as he put the last soaked paper towel in the trash. He has been noticing that Emily's mind has been preoccupied for the last couple days. He didn't want bring it up, thinking that it was nothing but day dreaming. A lot of people do that from time to time so he just left it alone. But today, after he observed at dinner time and zoning out from movie night, there was something more than just day dreaming. Being a caring guy that he was, he wanted to know what's going on.

"Hey Emily, is there something that you want to talk about?" Mike asked. "I've noticed that you've been pre occupied lately."

Emily fell silent for a moment as she turned to him. She would figure that he would ask her what was going on. Mike was the only person she trusted at this time with anything, including talking about her future, since now there was no way of avoiding the topic.

She took his hand in between hers and looked him in the eyes. "Yeah, there is something that has been on my mind lately that I want to talk to someone about; that person being you." Emily replied softly and sweetly.

"Would you like to talk about it privately so no one can hear us?" Mike asked.

She smiled "I would love that."


End of part one. Sorry for it being short, but it's all I could think of.

Second part will come later on at some point. Probably the end of the week or this weekend; whichever comes first.

Please let me know what you think.