Chapter Two

Ema I can explain everything if you just give me a chance. Please, come to my office this Friday after work and we can talk about this. You're still Meine Liebe and I don't want that to change. Come and you'll see.

Klavier Gavin

I read it over and over again. My head was spinning. I didn't know what to do, should I write back? Should I go? Should I ignore it?

And just as I was about to rip the piece of paper to shreds, I hear a knock on my door.

"Hey pal, phone call for ya. Prosecutor Marshall."

I opened the door and headed for the phone just outside Gumshoe's office and sighed.

"Sis?"

"Ema!" Lana's voice, excited, "My gosh! It's good to be back! I missed you so much!"

"I missed you too sis. How was Spain?"

"It was okay. I wasn't able to enjoy it that much. All that work! It stinks."

I laughed quietly and smiled. Lana had been away on a conference of prosecutors in Spain. She was there for two weeks and just came home yesterday. "Well, the important thing is that your home."

"I guess you're right."

"Hey are you free for lunch?"

"Yeah. My loads been pretty light."

"That's the advantage on having your boss as your boyfriend."

My heart fell and a single tear ran down my cheek. "Sure it is sis." I said trying to sound cheerful.

"Okay. At our favorite place, 12 O' clock sharp."

"Sure thing sis. Bye."

"Bye Ema."

I put the phone down and headed back to my office. The letter was still on my desk, the words staring right at me. I pulled the calendar from my desk drawer and stared at the date today. It was only Tuesday, I still had time to decide.

"Howdy bambina!"

I looked up to see a tall man, his face had a slight beard he had dark brown hair that went to just below his shoulders. You couldn't see his eyes because it was covered by a cowboy hat.

"Jake!" I exclaimed, as I stood up and embraced my 'brother', "What are you doing here?"

"I just came to tell you that, Prosecutor Gavin said I would be in charge of that case for him."

"Oh alright."

"Well, okay bambina, I know that you're having lunch with Lana today. Can you tell her I'll be late tonight?"

"Sure. No problem."

"Alright. See you."

Well now that I don't have anything to investigate, it would be the perfect time to work on that stupid paper work I've been slacking off on.

As I was munching on snackoos while filling in those stupid files that I was too depressed to work on last week because of Gavin.

I put the last word of that stupid file, finished my second bag of snackoos for the day and headed out to see Lana.

At the restaurant, I spotted Lana in her usual brown suit and skirt her chocolate brown hair, like mine was flowing until just below her shoulders, just like her husband's. And her blood red scarf shot out from her pale skin.

I smiled and headed towards her, "Hey Lana." I said coolly.

"Ema!" she exclaimed, stood up and gave me a tight hug. When she released me we sat down and ordered. "So Ema, how's the packing going?"

"Pretty good. I just finished my third box this morning. I've still got a lot to go. And what about you? How's the new house?"

"Amazing! Jake really pulled through. I know he told me not to expect anything but, and I didn't knowing Jake's salary, but when I saw the house I was just speechless."

"Well that's good to hear."

"Yeah. I guess so."

For a moment things were silent, I played with some of my utensils while Lana sipped her water leaving the glass almost half empty.

Finally, Lana leaned forward and held my hand tightly looking me in the eye. Our mahogany brown eyes meeting.

"So, do you want to tell me why Gavin wanted Jake to head his investigation instead?"

I looked at her confused that only happened like twenty minutes ago. How could she possibly know that.

"What? I know things. I am after all the head prosecutor."

"But—"

"I received an update on the detectives working for the prosecutors and apparently Gavin filed a request two days ago asking for a replacement of detectives from you to Jake."

"It's complicated to explain Lana…"

"I've got time." She told me, a small smile coming from her face.

"We… broke up…"

"Ema!" she exclaimed, "How could you keep a secret like that?! Oh you poor thing… tell me what happened."

I explained to Lana what happened in the alley and how furious I got, and the letter I received just this morning from Jay.

"Ema, that can't be true. I'm sure Klavier had his reasons."

"What other reasons could he possibly have?! He's sick of me! And to think I…"

"That's not true Ema and you know it! He loves you!"

"Yeah, sure he does." I said sarcastically. My eyes were now red and swollen and my face filled with tears.

"Look Ema, I know you're in doubt right now. But maybe you should pay Klavier a visit."

"But--!"

"Ema, I don't want to fight with you. Please, just think about it."

"Alright. I'll think about it."

Lana then leaned over to me and wiped away some of my tears then soon mouthed a 'thank you'

"Excuse me ladies." We both turned around to see a tall blond waitress, with two plates in hand, "Your food is ready."

She lay the plates down and we started eating.

"Oh! Where is that duct tape!?" I exclaimed to my self as I continued to clear my things from the now less cluttered apartment.

I finished already five boxes and judging by the look of the place two more boxes ought to do it.

Hi this is Ema my answering machine started, I'm either at work, investigating or munching on snackoos, so leave a message, you know when.

Beep

"Good morning detective Skye, this is Jay, Prosecutor Gavin's assistant, Prosecutor Gavin his requesting a reply of his letter soon. He's looking forward to your visit this Friday need I remind you Detective Skye that Friday is already tomorrow. So please if you can tell us soon. Thank you."

I completely forgot that tomorrow's Friday! What will I do?! I don't want to face him… not yet. I'm not ready.

I grabbed my phone and the phone book, "Hello Marlit Movers?" I started, "I would like to request a truck. Tomorrow."

Hey everyone! the terror is back! I hope you enjoy this brand new chapter, sorry if it's a little corny, I wasn't really in the zone writing this. I think you can consider this a filler cuz it sorta is. :D Hope you enjoy anyway!

~trailanderrorterror