BLUE BLOODS - EMMA ROSE

Note to all: I just discovered Blue Bloods. I absolutely love Tom Selleck. He is one of my favorite actors of all time. I can't get this muse out of my head. So, what do you think if the Reagan family had one more, Emma Rose , she's 6 years younger than Jamie. I'm assuming that Emma is 20, Jamie is 26, Erin is 36 and Danny is 37. WARNING: This is an AU - I added a sister to the Reagan clan. Some Chapters may contain a spanking of an almost adult.

Emma couldn't wait to get out of school for the day. She was attending City College of New York. She had a free ride because she was in their teaching program. If you agreed to teach in the NY City schools for 5 years, you could have a free ride at school. Since she lived at home, she had very little in college expenses. Her dad picked up whatever expenses she had. He had bought her a celery green VW convertible for high school graduation with the license plate, "EMA RZ". He justified the expense saying that since he didn't have to pay for college, she needed a way to get to and from.

She couldn't wait to get out of school because tonight she was going to a bar, out for drinks and dancing, for the very first time. She had secured a fake ID, she was scared and excited for the first time. She was normally such a goody two shoes, she very rarely got in trouble with her Dad. Even though she was over 18, she still lived at home, so Dad's rules applied. Like no underage drinking, she had to tell him where she was and when she'd be home, and she had to be home on Sunday morning for church and Sunday afternoon for the family dinner. But, she had told her Dad that she was spending the night at her friend Janie's house and that she would be home sometime on Saturday. Her Dad didn't think twice. She had never done anything like this in her life. All her life she had her big brothers and her big sister lording over her, watching her every move, especially since their mom had died when she was 15. The truth was Danny and Joe acted more like her dad, than well, her dad and her very best friend in the whole world was Jamie. Now Joe was gone, Danny was so busy with his family and Erin was involved with her divorce and being a single mom to Nikky. The reigns had finally been loosened a bit.

Her last class was finally finished. She hurried toward her car and ran into her other best friend, Janie. "Heh, Janie, you want a ride home?" she asked as she tossed her books on the back seat.

"Yeah sure," said Janie.

"I can't wait for tonight," squealed Emma. "I've never been in a bar before. Jeez, my dad won't even let me have a beer."

"You like beer?" asked Janie skeptical. Her best friend never drank, not even when her family wasn't hovering over her.

"Nah, I hate beer, it smells gross." said Emma flipping her long red hair back and checking the rear view mirror before she pulled out.

Janie rolled her eyes. "Then why did you mention, your Dad won't let you have a beer?"

Emma rolled her eyes right back, "It was a metaphor for drinking. He still thinks I'm a little kid. You know everyone always drinks wine with dinner on Sunday except for me, Nikki, Jack and Sean."

"Yeah, well you are the youngest." sympathized Janie. "So, what's going to be your first official drink?"

"Oh you know, I'm going to just drink Sprite. So, it'll look like I'm drinking vodka and tonic, but it'll just be Sprite. I'm so excited just to get into Club 21, who cares if I drink."

Janie rolled her eyes, "Seriously dude, you're not even going to drink?"

"Nah, I don't have to drink to have fun." Emma assured her friend. Emma pulled up in front of Janie's house. "Here you go, see you at 8, right?"

"8 o'clock it is girlfriend, see ya." said Janie getting out.

Emma smiled and waived as pulled out her friend's driveway and headed home to get ready for her big night on the town. It was all very exciting, she felt a little guilty lying to her dad and her grandpa, but she just couldn't help herself. She blasted the radio, she laughed at herself, her favorite station was XM Radio, Christian pop, "The Message." All her friends made fun of her. They made fun of the fact that she was such a good girl, she never got in trouble, she only listened to Christian music, she taught Sunday school to little kids and she was basically going to donate 5 years of her life to teaching at inner city schools when she graduated. She was going to change all those people's opinion of herself, she was going to be a party animal tonight. Ok, well maybe not a party animal, but at least someone who went out to bars and danced.

She parked in the driveway. She went through the back door into the kitchen. She threw her backpack on the kitchen table and opened the refrigerator looking for a soda. She turned around when she heard her grandpa.

"Heh Princess, how was school?" her grandpa asked giving her a kiss.

"Good grandpa. I'm signing up for student teaching for next semester. I get to do 2 weeks as a junior, then I do my full student teaching next year. Cool, huh?" she said returning his kiss.

Emma starting rummaging around for something to eat. She grabbed a can of tuna fish.

"Emma Rose, it's too close to dinner, put that away." grouched her grandpa.

"I wasn't going to eat dinner here, Grandpa. I'm staying over at Janie's tonight." she said as she opened the can.

"What time are you suppose to be at Janie's?" he asked.

"8," she said.

He looked at the clock, "Hmph, it's 5:00, you have plenty of time to eat dinner with your father and me and still go to Janie's. Put that away and go set the table." he ordered.

Emma sighed. You just did not argue with Henry Reagan. Not if you wanted your backside to stay intact anyway. "Ok, Grandpa."

Emma set the table and then headed upstairs. She was going to have to take her "club" clothes with her and change at Janie's. She decided she would run upstairs to take a quick shower and at least get partially ready without anyone the wiser.

While Emma was upstairs, Frank Reagan walked through the back door. "Heh, Pop." he greeted.

"Frances, I'm glad your home." said Henry.

Frank's eyebrows went up. "Why, what's up, Pop?"

"Nothing son, I can't want my son to be home?" asked Henry innocently.

"Well, Pop, you can, but you don't normally tell me that you're glad I'm home." Frank said studying his dad.

"Did you give Emma permission to go out tonight?' asked Henry.

Frank smirked. Henry always suspected the kids were up to something. "Yes Pop, she's just going to Janie's. She'll be home for church and dinner on Sunday."

Henry humphed. "I think she's up to something." Henry said shaking his cane at his son.

Frank laughed, "Oh Pop, you're so paranoid."

"You sassing me son?" asked Henry indignantly.

"No sir, not me." said Frank smiling at his dad.

Henry just grumbled, "Go get washed for dinner." he said gruffly.

During dinner, Emma nervously chatted about school. She talked way too fast and way too much for her. Frank started to wonder if something was truly up. Emma was really grateful to escape her father and her grandfather to finish getting ready to go to Janie's.

She was ready to fly out the door, "Night Daddy, night Grandpa, see you tomorrow." she yelled as she was about to head out the back door.

Frank thought that was odd, she always gave them hugs and kisses before she went anywhere. Frank cleared his throat. "Emma, aren't you forgetting something?" he asked as she had her hand on the back door.

She stared at him. "No sir."

His eyebrows went up. "No Sir?" to such a simple question. Maybe Pop was right after all. Something was definitely up. "How about a kiss for your old man?" he asked.

"Oh, sorry." Emma said relieved.

She gave her father a quick kiss before she headed out. Frank just shook his head, something was definitely up.

Here's my start to a new fanfic. In the next chapter - "The Club". Review! Please!