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Emily squeals when she sees her mother heading towards her, wheeling a small suitcase with her purse slung over her shoulder. Sharon had scheduled the trip to visit her daughter so they could go dress shopping. She wasn't able to involve Emily in the entire wedding planning process while she still resided on the west coast but she thought that a long weekend with her daughter and shopping would help make up for some of that. The girl throws her arms around her mother and squeezes her close.

"You're here!"

"I am," Sharon laughs and lets go of her suitcase, properly returning Emily's hug, "Oh I've missed you."

"I've missed you too," Emily squeezes a little tighter before letting her mother go and grabbing her bag for her, "How was your flight?"

"Not too bad," Sharon smiles and wraps her arm around Emily's waist as they make their way towards the exit. She had found that when traveling east to visit Emily it was best to eat breakfast in LA and then be in New York in time for dinner. Luckily most flights were direct so that left them with a couple hours to get settled and ready before heading out on the town, "What are our plans tonight?"

"I already checked into the hotel and dropped my things off so we can head over there and drop your stuff off. I made dinner reservations for 7 at Balthazar, I had to twist a lot of arms to get it, so don't tell me you're not hungry."

"No, that sounds great," Sharon smiles as Emily hails a cab, helping put her mother's bag in the trunk before giving the driver the address of the hotel. Her eyes focus out the window as they make their way through the city. She always loved visiting the city and never got tired of the lights, sights, and sounds, even when she was a young girl growing up in Connecticut. She wished she had more time to make it out to see Emily, even just to visit, not necessarily to see her dance. Maybe after the wedding and the hunt for Assistant Chief was over she'd have more time.

Though Andy had reminded her of the hidden files in her desk, the ones with red folders and Phillip Stroh's name scratched across them. He was worried about her taking a trip to the East Coast alone, most of the activity they had seen was from that general area. Sharon had also in turn reminded him that she was a trained police officer and could handle herself if any issues should arise but she wasn't expecting him of all people to backtrack just because she had made a weekend trip to New York. He was headed for LA, that much was obvious.

Speaking of her fiancé, Sharon pulls her eyes away from the scenery and looks down at her phone, quickly tapping out a message to Andy that she had landed safely and found Emily. She would call him later once they were done with dinner. After pressing send she turns her attention to her daughter, excited to hear about what had been going on in her life since the last time they had spoke.

Soon they find the cab pulling up in front of the hotel and the back door being opened for them. Sharon thanks the doorman and turns around to pay the driver, already finding Emily handing over her credit card.

"Emily..." She chastises. She knew her children made decent livings but that never stopped her from wanting to take care of them when they visited.

"I told you I was taking care of this weekend," Emily reminds her mother before thanking the cabbie and getting out of the car. She leads her mother inside and up to their room where they had a decent view of the city and the NYU campus where Emily had gone to school. Sharon hefts her bag up onto the bed after stepping away from the window and unzips the top.

"I am going to take a quick shower and get cleaned up for dinner," She tells Emily as she pulls out her toiletry bag and underwear to change into afterward, "Did you need to get into the bathroom at all?"

"I can get ready out here," Emily smiles and pulls a curling iron out of her bag, plugging it in by the desk.

"Okay," Sharon replies with a smile before heading into the bathroom and shutting the door behind her. She clips her hair up and takes a quick shower to refresh before pulling her selected undergarments on and sidling up to the vanity in one of the hotel's fluffy robes. She takes a moment to drop a pair of contacts in before she blow dries her hair and plugs in the flat iron she'd brought with. She expertly pulls the iron through strands of her auburn hair and twists to give it a little volume and curl. She'd been thinking of going darker. She'd have to get Emily's opinion during the trip, she always gave her good advice, at least when it came to her hair. She takes her time with her makeup and accentuates her emerald eyes with a smokey haze and paints her lips with a deep red gloss before calling it done and heading out to the room.

Emily had left her hair down like her mother liked, putting in a set of large, voluminous curls at the bottom before pulling it away from her face with an ornate clip. The girl had also gone with a smokey eye but a deep purple lip. She was dressed in a long sleeve, above knee form fitting black dressed with silver heels sitting by the end of the bed.

"I've been wondering where those were!" Sharon exclaims as she picks the shoes up. She thought she had accidentally placed the pair of Choo's in a donation box years before, not knowing that apparently Emily had knicked them on one of her visits.

"You said you never wear them."

"I said I didn't have much to wear them with," She replies as she hugs the shoe close like a long lost child.

"Well you can have them back, they kill my feet," Emily says as she pulls out another pair of shoes to wear.

"Then why did you bring them?"

"Like a wise woman once told me, 'Honey, I look good in them'," Emily laughs as she feeds her mothers words back to her. The elder Raydor rolls her eyes before pulling a dress from her bag and giving it a shake. She sheds her robe and steps into it before turning her back to Emily with help zipping up. The dress was a cap sleeve, black, tea length number with a loose skirt and would pair perfectly with the silver heels. Emily zips up her mother's dress and hooks the top before stepping back from her, "That's cute, is it new?"

"Not terribly," Sharon responds before turning around to face Emily, "Maybe a year-ish? I got it for Andy and mine's last anniversary."

"It's nice, I might have to adopt it soon," Emily teases before pulling her shoes on and grabbing a decorative wrap out of her bag, draping it over her shoulders.

"Over my dead body," Sharon threatens with a smile, "I'll have to go out naked if you liberate any more of my clothing for yourself."

"Mom, gross," Emily whines.

"Thanks, great for my self esteem," Sharon teases before pulling on a couple pieces of jewelry along with a fashionable olive green cardigan, "Ready to go, Miss Emily?"

"Yes," Emily nods and grabs her clutch. Sharon slings her purse over her shoulder before following her daughter out of the room and towards the elevator.

"Walk or Ride?"

"I called an Uber to meet us downstairs."

"Sounds perfect," Sharon smiles and presses the button for the elevator, "Thank you in advance for arranging this weekend. I'm really glad we were able to get together. I miss you."

"Me too," Emily grins, "Besides anything I can do to make young Richard jealous."

"Jealous? Why would your brother be jealous of us spending a weekend together?"

"Ricky is always jealous of dedicated one on one time either Rusty or I get," Emily explains.

"He is?"

"Yes. Mom, he is still very much the baby in his heart. He had to share you for 15 years and then he got a lot of alone time and then Rusty came along."

"He's not still going on about that is he?"

"No. He loves Rusty. He just likes having alone time with his mommy," Emily says in a baby voice before wrinkling her nose, "Ew, I made that weird."

"You did," Sharon agrees with a small laugh before exiting the elevator and making her way across the lobby with her daughter. They meet their Uber driver outside and begin making their way to dinner.

The two ladies enjoy a lovely dinner together and Sharon manages to slip the waiter her card before Emily can pay. She assures her daughter that besides her dress it would be the only thing she would pay for over the weekend.

The next morning the two get up and have breakfast in the hotel restaurant before setting out for Klienfeld's Bridal. How Emily had racked up enough favors to get them an appointment at the coveted store Sharon would never know, but they were headed there any way and Emily assured her mother she'd be saying 'yes to the dress' by the end of the day.

Sharon spends most of the morning getting in and out of dresses, wrinkling her nose at them for one thing or another until she's shown a full length Alexander McQueen. It's was an a-line dress with a pleated vneck and cap sleeves. There was a thin leather belt that wrapped around the waist in the same shade of white as the silky material of the dress.

"What do you think?" Emily asks apprehensively.

"I love it," Sharon says as she smoothes down the front, "It's perfect."

"I think you look great in it," Emily agrees with a wide grin after realizing her mother actually liked the dress, "So are you saying..."

"Yes," Sharon rolls her eyes with a laugh as Emily squeals and claps, "I'm saying yes to the dress."


[TBC]