Author's Note: Hello again! I feel like I was just here, oh because I was lol! I'm happy to pronounce that with some poking and prodding, the adventures of Em and Em are continuing! :D Unfortunately, this means another story but don't fret! I'm only writing half of this story so it shouldn't even count ;D Wait what Zenna? you say. You're only writing half? How does that even work? Well let me tell you! Remember how in my Em and Em one-shot, my character Emily was based upon the lovely writer emilykay21! So she's going to be writing this story with me and I must say that I'm quite excited! :) So I'm pleased to announce the first chapter of Complications, the first real story in the Em & Em series. Please enjoy and don't forget to review! Oh, one more thing. Each of the chapters will be written in first person and will alternate between Emerald and Emily, the first one being written by yours truly so it'll be Emerald, the second chapter being written by Emily so it'll be Emily (duh)… And this story will also be posted under Emily's account so don't forget to check it out in both spots! Mwah! Love you all!

For those of you who haven't read my own shot I Warned You, you might want to do that first. This is a stand-alone story but if you want some background info (sort of like a prequel with tons of humor XD), go read it. But here's a little about the OC characters in case you haven't and are too lazy to do so…

Emerald Maitland: A 19-year-old with blond hair and blue eyes. She's the PA to Tony Stark and lives in Stark Mansion in LA with her best friend Emily Kay. She's headstrong, determined and devious. Tony pushes her around but like Pepper, she stands up to him and isn't afraid. Other than being the PA, she's a singer on the sidelines.

Emily Kay: A 20-year-old with short brown hair and green eyes. She's the PA to Pepper Potts and also lives in Stark Mansion in LA with her best friend Emerald Maitland. She's strong, determined and squally. She spends most of her free time with Pepper and over time, they've developed a strong friendship. Other than being the PA, she's a writer on the sidelines.

Playlist: I Will Always Love You - Whitney Houston, Driving with the Top Down - Hans Zimmer (Iron Man)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything Marvel based that I may have mentioned in here haha… Just in case. I own Emerald Maitland, sort of Emily Kay and the plotline. Okay? Okay.

Howdy guys, Emily here. I don't have much to say considering I didn't write this chapter. But this story is finally on my account now! Woo hoo. I've been super busy. Any way enjoy this amazing chapter that an awesome girl wrote!

Complications

Dead Man Walking

It was already turning out to be a long day and it wasn't even one o'clock yet. I complained, I typed, I went to board meetings, I did everything that I was supposed to do just because I had to. Honestly, it all came down to that. As much as I whined and threw silent fits in the comfort of my own bedroom, I really wouldn't change a thing. I loved my job, I loved the people that came with the job (well most of the time…) and most of all I loved my best friend who was sharing the job with me. Yesterday was my first day back from my long extended break that was a result of way too many complicated processes that I didn't care to remember. What started out as a day off forgotten turned into a week off spending time with Emily, my best friend in the whole wide world, and our bosses. Seems like an odd couple ain't it? It actually wasn't however. You see, we all live together, we eat together, we're just like friends… with a few benefits… It was complicated as I said before. Yesterday though was pretty rough; I had come home after work and was immediately pounded by Emily and dragged against my will to go clubbing. Like seriously? Rolling my eyes at the concept, I realized how today had went already and I squeezed my eyes shut. How had one simple project gone so wrong? It was Tony's fault technically. He was the one who told me to do it and convinced me that it was foul proof. Was I an idiot or what? I walked into the main hallway of the house and decided to search for the billionaire, knowing that I would have to fill him in eventually.

"Hey Tony!" I called and my voice echoed around the marbled tiles covering the walls, floors and ceilings. I hated this hallway as a matter of fact, I felt like I was in a shower. Shaking off the feeling, I continued my stride into the kitchen and frowned. He wasn't in here either.

"Tony?" I questioned. "Oh Tony, come out come out wherever you are!"

I paced into the main sitting room and half-hoped that I would find him sitting there watching the football game on the big screen TV like most guys would be doing tonight. But of course he wasn't. I groaned, "Tony?" There was only one other spot he could be and I really didn't want to go there. I was having enough issues with that concept as it was and I really didn't need this either. Sighing, I shuffled my feet down the hallway one last time before stopping in front of Tony's bedroom. I pressed my ear to the door and didn't hear anything and prayed to myself that he wasn't in here. I pushed open the door and instantly slapped my hand to my eyes.

"Shit," I swore as I caught a glimpse of Tony and Pepper in bed together. I made for the door, hoping that they didn't even notice I was here. But to no avail, Tony poked his head up and grinned at my embarrassed face.

"Em!" he said gleefully. "How's it going?"

I slowly removed the hand from my face as I heard shuffling like the couple was composing themselves. "You're really having a conversation with me while you're having sex with Pepper?" I raised my eyebrow, typical Tony.

"I was wondering the same thing," Pepper said, echoing my thoughts.

Tony just smirked at the two women frowning at him from either side, "What did you need?"

"I was just wondering," I began slowly. "What would you do if I kind of accidentally on purpose did something bad?"

Tony didn't miss a beat, he didn't even question what I was talking about. He merely tilted his head to one side in thought as he responded, "Would it require me getting out of this bed?"

"Kind of."

"Then just ignore it," he replied, sinking back into his carefully fluffed bed.

Pepper, on the other hand, was all ears and questioning what careful hint I had mentioned. She sat up, after thankfully putting some clothes on, and peered in my direction. I couldn't quite tell if she was narrowing her eyes suspiciously or curiously, I hoped for the latter.

"Well what kind of level of bad are we talking about?" she asked, biting her lip. "Like the house is about to burn down bad or I just killed someone and the body is sitting in the living room bad?"

I frowned, pondering over the suggestions that she just gave me. "Aren't those equally bad?" I inquired, cocking my head.

"Not the point," Pepper cracked a small smile.

I opened my mouth to reply but I saved by the person that I really didn't want to be saved by right now. Not that I didn't love her to death but she really didn't need to join the conversation… Emily ran up to me, almost crashing into me, mind you, but she didn't seem to care. She was a woman with a mission.

"Would someone like to tell me why there's a dead guy in the kitchen?" Emily questioned, clutching her chest and breathing harshly like she was out of breath.

That got everyone's attention. Tony's eyes bugged out but he quickly covered it up however much he wanted to tear down the house to see if this was true while Pepper leapt to her feet in surprise and disgusted shock.

"Surprise!" I gave a forced smile which came out more like a grimace and everyone pretty much glared at me. Frankly, I didn't blame them. Who wouldn't react the same way? Honestly!

"Wait a minute," Pepper looked around wildly to make sure that she was hearing the right thing. "A dead guy? Like is he now alive or is he bleeding in the kitchen?"

"Actually -" I began to defend myself but Pepper interrupted me yet again by throwing in, "You know I was kidding about the body sitting in the living room?"

Emily threw a revolted look in all of our directions, "Um no he's actually alive, if he was dead I would be doing a lot more than this."

Tony shrugged, getting over the shock of hearing that there was a reincarnated man sitting in the kitchen. "Eh wouldn't be the first time," he commented, stretching his arms over his head. "Is it one of Rodgers's friends because then they need to go to New York because I really can't deal with this right now."

"No, it's much worse," Emily said, her eyes growing wider as she realized the identity of the man. I bit my lip, this wasn't exactly how I wanted the happy couple so to speak to find out.

Tony laughed, "How much worse can you get than some of Cap's old buddies from the fifties?"

Emily took a few more steps towards Pepper and Tony and whispered the man's name. They both stepped backwards in shock and I groaned, knowing that I was about to get in a ton of trouble.

"WHAT?" shouted Pepper, her hands flying to her mouth in complete and utter disbelief.

I threw my hands in the air, figuring that I might as well throw sarcasm in with the bucket. "Surprise!" I grinned, earning the attention of the other trio in the room.

"Damn," Tony swore and my chortle turned into a grimace instantly. Oh yes, it was going to be a long day indeed.

24 hours earlier…

My day at work was pretty grueling and I wasn't so happy. It was my first day back at work after my unexpected week off and I felt like crap. Honestly, I was half-hungover thanks to Tony and I really just wanted to sleep. After exiting from yet another annoyingly chipper meeting, I wanted to quit. I've felt this way before but I wasn't pissed this time. I just wanted to go home. Groaning, I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed. I wasn't in the mood for this right now.

A tapping on my shoulder made me jump and I spun around to see Emily standing behind me looking chipper than everyone in the last meeting combined. I stifled a groan and backed up a few steps, not being able to see much straight.

"Helloooooo," singsonged Emily. "You'll never guess what?"

"What Em?" I said in the most ungrateful voice.

She raised an eyebrow and grabbed both of my hands, "You need a pick me up."

"That would be nice," I commented, rubbing my head vigorously.

Smirking, she pulled me towards the restaurant in the convention center that both of our bosses had sent us to attend different meetings to. I had a meeting in five minutes but none of them were expecting a show from Tony anyway so what was the difference really? I needed this after all, I convinced myself.

A flash of silver caught the corner of my eye as something smacked in the back of my head and sent me kneeling forward to the ground. What the hell? I rubbed the spot where the object made contact and I glared at the direction of where the article came from. What was it and who threw it? I would make sure that they would pay, that was a promise. Emily bent down over me and threw a concerned look in my direction.

"Are you alright?" she questioned, rubbing my arm comfortingly.

I looked to my right and saw the item just sitting there like it was calling me. I picked up and stood up, nodding to my friend once in response. I held it up to the light and watched as it sparkled and shone directly into my eyes. I blinked once and the illusion was gone. I pocketed the object, not exactly sharing my suspicions with my friend. I would fill her in later of course… But now wasn't quite the time and I knew it. I shook my head towards Emily as she helped me to my feet.

"I'm fine," I said although my mind was whirling. "Let's do lunch."