This story starts at the kiss scene and what might of happened if the timeline of events had gone a little differently
-Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Emily Owens, this is purely a work of appreciation and also as a fan of a great show. RIP.-
Emily stood outside the bar staring up at the winter stars. She let out a huge sigh, her breath misting in the chill air. This day had been so unpredictable and the one thing she wished for in the world was that she could have done something to prevent Chloe's amputation.
She swallowed and choked back a few tears. This would be a hard one to get over and if Micah hadn't come out to check on her when he did she knew that she would still be second guessing herself even more than she already was.
But he was right . . . sometimes things just happen in unexpected ways and no matter what, you still can't prepare for them.
Talking about being surprised, she laughed thinking about how Tyra had conveniently talked herself into staying at her apartment. Tyra was such a good friend to her, but she wasn't sure how she felt about her suddenly barging in on her carefully planned-out routine.
Who was she kidding, it was chaos is what it was! But she cared too much about her friend and actually really wanted to help her grow up and prove to her father that she was ready to be taken seriously. Tyra was right in taking this next step and Emily was proud of her to be doing it.
"It's only for a little while," she quietly said out loud to herself.
"Talking to yourself, Dr. Owens? You know what they say . . ."
Jumping only slightly, Emily smiled. She hadn't heard him walk up.
"Doctah Owens? I think you have me mixed up with some other gal." Emily said with a Wisconsin twang. "The name's Tammy or have ya forgot?"
"Oh, my apologies Tammy." Micah replied in the same accent. "We bankers have short memories, dontcha know." She heard him chuckle softly behind her.
Emily chuckled herself, getting into their fun role-play. "Oh dats okay, we've only just met . . . Bob the Banker"
Micah grinned at the similar words he'd said to her only a few short months ago. "Oh ya. So what brings you out here Tammy?" She heard the smile in his voice and felt him move closer behind her almost touching the back of her coat.
Emily dropped the accent still not turning around, content just to have him stand near her.
"Oh you know me just having a little existential crisis."
Micah waited for her to continue.
"And, well," she paused slightly laughing a little, "overthinking things as usual."
"Emily . . ." Micah said in his normal deep voice, clearly concerned about her.
She turned and looked him in the eye. "You know what though? I meant what I said earlier today, and I just wanted to thank you again for clearing my head. This world really is just . . . chaotic and you helped me realize that I can't predict or control everything, and that's something that I'm working on. So, thank you."
Micah just gazed at her speaking more with his eyes than he had ever told her before in words. A slow smile spread across his face. "You're welcome."
Emily gazed back for a moment. Suddenly feeling uncomfortable she lowered her eyes and shifted her feet.
Why am I feeling so awkward? It's Micah for crying out loud. He's usually the one you never feel awkward around. Breathe, Emily breathe. Think of something funny to say!
"So, Bobbie-Oh . . . hehe" Emily joked around back in her accent.
Micah raised his eyebrows at her, laughter dancing in his eyes.
Wait, definitely overkill, lose the accent Emily . . . change the subject . . .again - why is this so awkward . . . wait didn't he have a question for you?
Reverting to her normal voice again Emily just laughed it off.
"Sorry, I mean Micah, you had a non-hospital related question for me?"
Micah smiled, taking a small step towards her, closing the distance between them. Emily felt her heart catch in her throat at the sudden proximity. She could feel the warmth coming off his body and couldn't bring herself to turn away from his gaze, simply just trapped in the moment.
Time stood still and though it had just been a few seconds, it felt like ages that they were standing together. Like all the world had gone away and it was just them. Just Micah and Emily.
Time stood still . . . until . . .
Tyra burst out of the bar, hopping on one foot. Micah took a quick step back and their sudden intimacy was broken.
Tyra was looking around frantically until her eyes fell on them. A relieved smile and shake of the head was all she managed before almost tripping and falling in the snow.
"Hey Emily I stubbed my toe, this stupid idiot pulled out his chair just as I was about to . . . whoa!" As Tyra stumbled again, this time looking like she was heading in the snow for sure this time, Emily raced over to steady her. Not realizing how icy it was, Emily started to slip and grabbed onto Tyra to steady herself - which of course sealed the deal. Tyra let out a loud shriek soon followed by Emily and suddenly they were both lying in the snow bank laughing hysterically.
Micah just looked on with an amused look. At first he had felt unbelievable frustration that yet again Tyra's timing had been uncanny. But he couldn't help but laugh himself at the two women in stitches in the snow. All he could do was roll his eyes at the heavens and mutter, "Unbelievable."
Finally when Tyra had calmed down enough, she gasped out. "Emily, let's get going roomie. I think this is a clear sign we should call it a night! Besides, we both have an early morning tomorrow. "
Emily struggled to hold back her laughter, a bemused look on her face. If she had looked behind her she would have seen a mix of pure astonishment and frustration on Micah's face.
"You have got to be kidding me . . ." he muttered again under his breath. Apparently he didn't mutter quietly enough this time.
"What was that, Micah?" Tyra asked pointedly.
"I said . . . I hope you two are alright. You have a long day of rounds tomorrow." He smiled sheepishly hoping he sounded somewhat concerned. (Well he was concerned about Emily so it was at least half the truth!)
"Right . . ." Tyra replied, though her expression let on that she didn't entirely believe him. "Well you can at least be a gentleman and help a lady up."
"Ha! It's the least I can do . . . me lady." Carefully walking over so he didn't slip himself he graciously offered a hand to Tyra and quickly pulled her up. Once she was on her feet, he softly knelt down and offered his hand to Emily. When she was almost up she stumbled a little bit again and Micah's arm quickly went around her waist to steady her.
Emily quietly gasped at the contact, hoping Micah didn't notice. When he didn't react one way or the other, she breathed a little easier. She was still processing what had just happened only moments before and wasn't sure how to act around him. When she was steadied and he dropped his arm, she almost felt disappointed at the loss of contact.
Scratch that Owens, you were definitely disappointed at the loss of contact.
"Shut up stupid smart conscience," Emily mouthed to herself. This time Micah did look down at her clearly amused at her awkwardness.
Unlike Tyra, Emily had heard what Micah had said earlier and decided not only did she want to find out what was going on with him; she really didn't feel like going back to her apartment with Tyra right now.
She faced her new roommate and decided to lay it out for her. "Well Tyra, I didn't realize that we would be starting tonight, tonight . . . but since we are and I whole heartedly approve of you moving up in the world . . ."
"Hear, hear!" Tyra chimed in.
"Why don't you take this spare key to my apartment, and I'll catch up with you right away?"
Tyra looked back and forth between Micah and Emily . . . and then Emily and Micah. Suddenly clueing in (for once) that they were in the middle of something, she decided she better mosey along. Except for one thing . . .
"Sure Ems . . . that wouldn't be a problem except for the fact I don't own my own vehicle . . . YET." She emphasized on the "yet".
Emily's face scrunched up thinking . . . she didn't really want anyone else (let alone Tyra) driving her car, but under the circumstances . . . "Well I'd let you take my car too except I'm not sure if I can get a r - "
"I can drive you home Emily, it's no problem." Micah chipped in. Emily smiled over at him gratefully. Again, normally she'd be calling it a night herself, but she felt that he had something really important he was on the verge of telling her. Not to mention the tingles she still felt when he had only been standing two inches away from her.
"Well all right then!" Tyra chirped excitedly. "We should have become roommates sooner if I'd known there'd be all these perks!"
"Hey, hey now." Emily laughed. "Don't get too excited, this is just temporary until you find your own place."
"Yes, yes of course. I'm a woman on a mission!" Tyra squealed as she grabbed the keys from Emily's outstretched hand running towards her car, at the same time amazingly forgetting the pain of her supposed stubbed toe. Right before she got into the driver's side she turned around and yelled, "We will be talking about this later, Owens! You know, what I'm talking about!" With that she jumped into the car and started the ignition.
Emily grimaced as Tyra pushed down a little too hard on the acceleration and roared down the street.
Relax Emily, remember this is temporary. You can deal with temporary; patience is your thing remember? At least in most situations . . .
Micah came up behind her again. "Hey there, lost in another existential crisis?"
She turned and smiled up at him coyly. "Maybe just a small one. I just keep telling myself that patience is a virtue and some situations are only temporary."
"You mean Tyra?"
Emily nodded.
"Amen to that!"
Emily laughed with him. "Well it's the least I can do, she's been such a great friend to me. Remember when I told you what I wrote on Dr. Bandari's evaluation?"
Micah nodded.
"Well no one had mentioned to me that Dr. Bandari personally reads the feedback, so Tyra helped me dodge a bullet and got my evaluation back for me. So see? She's not just the annoying friend who bursts in on me every chance she gets."
Micah just burst out laughing which caused Emily to immediately be caught up in his hilarity. She couldn't remember a night she had laughed so much. It was pretty funny, Tyra did have a habit of interrupting her and Micah. Suddenly something clicked at the back of her mind. This wasn't the first time Micah had wanted to ask her something! Thinking back to the night of the benefit for Dr. Bandari she realized that was it. She finally had to know what was going on.
Micah was still letting out a few more laughs, so she couldn't help but laugh a few more times herself. Eventually she started to say, "So again, what was it you were going to ask - ?"
Before she could finish her sentence Micah was there again only inches away from her. This time there was no pause or hesitation and all of the mirth had left his face. Suddenly Emily knew what was about to happen. She could barely breathe as he gently caressed her face and brought his lips softly against hers. Even though she slightly expected it this time, it was still a shock to her system. The feel of his lips, his hand on her cheek . . . she started to feel weak in the knees and had to wrap her arms around his neck to steady herself . . . and felt herself deepen the kiss.
When Micah felt her respond back to him, he let out a low moan and lightly traced her bottom lip with his tongue while wrapping his arms around her waist. She gave a small sigh of her own and slightly opened her mouth and tentatively darted out her tongue to meet his. The contact was instantly electric. It was too much for Emily, she pulled away gasping.
"Wow . . ." she breathed.
Breathing heavily himself, Micah still had his eyes slightly closed, but he quickly opened them, searching her face.
"Emily . . . what's going through your head?"
"I . . ."
Again the bar door opened revealing a flustered and upset looking Will. This time it was Emily who stepped away from Micah.
"He looked over and saw her, "Emily! You won't believe what just happened. Cassandra just broke up with me, she's in there like a crazy person not listening to reason, can you believe that?"
Emily just stared at him like a deer caught in the headlights. "Will, I'm so sorry . . . "
Will just shook his head throwing his hands up in the air, "Sorry, well don't worry about it, it's not your fault. I mean you were right, I'm finally seeing Cassandra for how she really is. I should have seen this coming. Listen, I could really use some company, could we go back to your place and talk?"
Emily took a deep breath before answering. Seriously what was going on here? Had she entered the twilight zone?
"Um Will . . . Tyra's there, she elected herself as my new roomie. I really want to be there for you, but maybe we can talk about this some more tomorrow?" Emily looked around for Micah, and realized he had walked closer to the bar, giving her and Will some space. He was looking down at the ground, his hands in his pockets.
Will looked confused for a moment . . . "Wait, Tyra's crashing at your place? In your tiny one bedroom apartment? Oh this I got to see: Emily Owens perfect organized apartment getting traumatized by the good Dr. Dupre. Classic."
They both had a good laugh about that and Emily looked up again and Micah was no longer standing by the door.
Get it together Emily, you need to sort things out with Micah . . . why did Will have to break up with Cassandra now? Blind-sided does not even remotely do this night justice!
Will quickly brought her out of her thoughts, "Hey, let me at least walk you to your car, Owens. Where is it, by the way?"
"Tyra took it," Emily absentmindedly said, still searching for Micah.
"How are you getting home then?"
"Oh . . . Micah's driving me."
Will smiled and chuckled. "Hey no worries, I can give you a ride. Besides it'll give me a chance to vent my Cassandra frustrations."
Emily was starting to get really worried about where Micah had went, she didn't want to give him the wrong idea, and she needed to talk to him so she could work out these crazy feelings that were swirling around inside her.
"Sorry, Will. Micah and I have some serious stuff we need to talk about as well . . . but I promise we'll catch up tomorrow, we can talk up on the roof before our shift?"
Will's face went blank. "Emily . . . what kind of stuff do you need to talk about with Doctor Barnes."
Emily was starting to get annoyed. "None of your business, Will. And I definitely don't like what you're insinuating," she said icily. She actually shocked herself with how much venom she answered him with. This was Will, the man who only a few days ago she'd been in love with!
Will genuinely looked hurt at her words, and she felt even guiltier.
"I thought we were friends, Emily. Since when is something none of my business? And I'm not insinuating anything, you're the one who's acting so defensive!"
Emily almost had tears in her eyes, how could this day go from her and Will finally being in a really good place with their friendship, to almost shouting at each other?
"Defensive, I'm being defensive? I don't need to explain or defend myself to you Will. Not anymore." Tears were actually starting to form for real this time, right at the corners of her eyes.
Why is this such a painful conversation with my best friend who I thought I could talk about everything with? How can I not be in love with someone anymore - that I had been ready to wait for, however long it took? Why am I not jumping for joy that Will and Cassandra are broken up? Will is acting like a jealous boyfriend and confusing me even more. And where the heck is Micah!?
Will started getting red in the face and began to raise his voice. "I can't believe this. You know what? Cassandra gave me an ultimatum in there. It was either her or you and I could not be put in that position because I wasn't ready to give up our friendship. Four years, Emily. Four years we've been best friends and you can't even be honest with me about why you suddenly need a car ride from Dr. Barnes over me? Don't you at least owe me that?"
Emily was openly crying now. Her heart felt like it was breaking. "Will . . . I do want to be honest with you right now. The thing is, I don't know what my feelings are yet, that's why I need to talk to Micah! Please can you just let me sort this out and we can talk about it as friends tomorrow?" She started letting out small sobs as tears rolled down her face.
Will immediately lost all the anger out of his voice as he wrapped his arms around Emily's sobbing body. "Ems . . . I'm sorry. But we've had so much history, and you've known Micah for what . . . a few months? Don't you owe it to our friendship to be there for me and talk to him later?"
Emily hugged him back, but only briefly. She was a wreck right now and all she could think about was what Micah was going through not knowing how she felt, plus having the man she had been in love with for four years suddenly bursting in on them. She just needed to get some distance from Will.
"Will I'm sorry . . ." she whispered. And she couldn't even look up to see the pain etched into his chiselled features. He tried to reach for her again, but this time she pushed him away.
"Emily!" She turned suddenly at the sound of her name and a car horn. Micah had gone to get his car and had pulled up in front.
She finally had the courage to look up at Will, and all the memories they'd shared together started flashing through her mind.
The first time she saw Will.
Their first late night study session.
The first pangs of jealousy when Will dated someone else.
The phone message he left her, making her hope for once that he had feelings for her.
Then . . . the rejection, and the constant rejection felt as he dated her most hated person, her arch nemesis, the one who had completely made her feel worthless and awkward . . . Cassandra Kopelson.
Suddenly all her sympathy just vanished. Will had his chance, and he had just hurt her one too many times.
"Will, I do value our friendship, but if you value ours, you'll understand that I have to do this."
Now Will was almost crying. "Emily, please . . ."
"I'm sorry Will."
And with those three little words uttered for the third time, she turned her back and ran up to the waiting passenger door of Micah's car.
"Are you all right?" Micah said before examining her a little closer. "Sorry, stupid question."
Emily dabbed at her eyes with a tissue and gave a sad smile.
"It's okay. I'm not right now, but I will be." And with that she reached out her hand and rested it on Micah's thigh. His hand quickly covered hers. And with that he zoomed away from the curb. The one thing they couldn't see was a heartbroken Will who was now feeling even worse than when Cassandra broke up with him. And he still didn't know why.
Micah was silent for the first little bit. He knew Emily had to be going through a lot right now.
"Are you alright to go back to your apartment?" He hesitantly asked a few minutes later.
Emily shook her head. "Not really at the top of my list of things I want to do right now."
"Ah." Micah was silent a few moments more. He knew what he wanted to say, but wasn't sure how to not make it come across the wrong way. Luckily Emily beat him to it.
"Micah?"
"Mm?"
"Please don't get the wrong idea, because I'm not that kind of girl . . . but could we maybe go to your place? Just to talk, I mean," she quickly added her cheeks going bright pink.
Micah gave her hand a squeeze, chuckling to himself at her quick embarrassment.
"Of course, Emily." He looked at her out of the corner of his eye. "And I want you to know that I'm not that kind of guy either. I wanted to ask you out tonight because I really care about you, if you hadn't gathered that already. I just wasn't sure how to tell you . . ."
Emily grinned from ear to ear. "Well I'm glad you did . . . tell me that is."
Micah smiled back at her, "Me too."
They both lapsed into a comfortable silence lost in their own thoughts.
Soon enough they reached Micah's apartment and suddenly Emily felt extremely nervous like she wasn't prepared at all for being alone with Micah. But she needed to get a few things off her chest . . . she owed at least that much to him.
Here goes nothing. It's time to take a leap Emily.
Micah looked back at her with a mischievous smile on his face. She realized she was still standing on the sidewalk and he was almost to the front door.
"Come now, Owens, I don't scare you that much, do I?"
Putting her slightly more at ease only the way that Micah could, Emily swallowed her fear and followed Micah inside the front door of his apartment building.
Thanks everyone! Also constructive criticism is greatly appreciated with flow, grammer and also the tenses that I use.
****IMPORTANT CALLING ALL FANS***
If you want to help in the fight to at least make a public statement to the CW on why they shouldn't have cancelled this amazing show please go their website . At the bottom in the "About" section there is a link for feedback. Click on that and give the CW a piece of your mind!
UPDATE: Last time I clicked, it went to a page that said "Sorry that page is unavailable" I'm going to keep checking back so please don't be discouraged if this pops up! It might mean that enough people are complaining that the CW temporarily closed that page. Also there are a few online petitions floating around (just google Emily Owens petition) and you don't need to donate, just fill out the first part and your ballot will count.
***Another update on sending feedback to the CW***
I saw on the Emily Owens Facebook page that you can call the CW directly and leave feedback? The number I saw was 818-977-2500.
Also I can't directly type their feedback email address because FF won't let you post links, so I have to write it like this: feedback at CWTV dot com
Obviously no spaces and use a period instead of the word dot and an "at sign" instead of "at"
If you can please email or leave a message by phone that you want Emily Owens to continue, I think that's about the only way we can make a difference to keeping this show!