Disclaimer: I do not own Legally Blonde: The Musical, but if I did, that would be amazing,
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Chapter 2-
Elle woke up the next morning, feeling dazed, confused and sick.
"Where am I?" she thought. Then she remembered the storm, and how Emmett gladly took her in. He was so sweet like that. But he deserved someone better than some ditzy blonde from Malibu. If anyone, he deserved a Jackie, not Warner.
As Elle looked around the room, her eyes landed on Emmett, fast asleep in the La-Z-Boy recliner. He looked so peaceful; it made Elle smile. She got up, off the couch, trying not to make a noise, heading for the bathroom. She was feeling a little bit woozy. But Emmett's apartment, being old, creaked with every step she took.
"Elle?"
Elle winced and turned back to see Emmett, rubbing his eyes and stretching.
"Emmett! I'm so sorry!" She said, "I didn't mean to wake you, and-" Elle was cut of by loss of breath and Emmett's frown.
"Elle, wait a minute." He said. Emmett sat up and walked over to Elle.
"What are you-?" she asked, tiredly. She shivered as Emmett's warm palm rested against her forehead.
"Elle, you're burning up," he sounded worried. "Are you feeling O.K?"
"Well, now that you mention it, I do feel a bit-" Elle suddenly collapsed onto the floor.
"Elle!" Emmett dropped down to her side. "Damn it," he picked up Elle off the floor and carried her to the couch. "Damn it, damn it, damn it!" he cursed. Emmett picked up the phone. Maybe Warner should come by and see her.
"Hello?"
"Warner? It's Emmett." Emmett tried not to sound bitter, but after all, he was talking to the fiancé of the girl he loved.
"Uh, hi. Don't mean to sound rude, by why are you calling?"
"Well, Elle's car broke down and she stayed at my place last night, but don't worry nothing happened, and-"
"Wait, why would I be mad about Elle sleeping over at your place?" Warner asked. Emmett was taken aback.
"Well, aren't you two engaged? I mean, when I left you two at the court house, you-"
"Oh, no. Elle turned me down. She said there was someone else." Emmett's mind froze as he had a mini-heart attack.
"Emmett? You there?"
"What? Oh, yeah. So, you two aren't getting married?" He asked, as if it where all to good to be true.
"Yeah, so what where you say-" Emmett slammed the phone down and nearly jumped for joy, but then he remembered that Elle was unconscious on his couch.
After fetching a few hot and cold rags, Emmett started dabbing Elle's forehead and cheeks with them. As he did so, he remembered some of the good times he had with her.
Emmett, out for an evening stroll, stumbled on a blonde bunny, who was crying. "Whoa, Elle, what's up…Doc?"
"Elle?" Emmett said, tapping her on the shoulder, as she watched Warner and Vivienne celebrating their engagement. "What?" Emmett pointed to the final name on Callahan's internship list. 'Elle Woods' "Whoa!"
"You trust me don't you?" Elle asked, as she stood outside of a large brick building. "Um…of course?" Emmett said, cautiously. "Then don't stop now."
Elle, walking back into her dorm after what had happened with Callahan. "What about love? I never mentioned love. The timings bad, I know. But perhaps, if I made it more clear, that you belong right here, you wouldn't have to go. 'Cause you know that I'm so much in love…"
O.K. so maybe the last time wasn't a good time, but it was when he first admitted it to himself that he was in love with Elle.
"Uhhhgrrrr…. Emmett?" Elle started to stir in his lap.
"Elle, thank god." Emmett wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. "Don't ever scare me like that again."
"Emmett, what happened?" Elle asked.
"You collapsed. And there is no denying you're sick. I would take you to a doctor right now if all the roads weren't closed because of the rain damage." Emmett picked Elle up, bridal style, and carried her to his bed. "You can sleep here, and I'll bring you something cold to drink. Oh and someone, other than me, has been worried about you." he said, laying her down. Elle heard a yap and the sound of Bruiser coming into the bedroom.
"Aww…thanks Emmett, I don't know what I would do without you." And she meant that seriously. She wasn't sure what she would do if she ever let Emmett get away from her.
"What should I do Bruiser?"
Author's Note: Yeah, this one was a little long, and I know I posted it right after I posted the first chapter without any review. But I can't get to sleep and I'm bored. Read and Review!