EMMA ROSE - CHAPTER 3 - DANNY'S WRATH

Note: There's a little bit of cussing in this one. Sorry, Danny just can't help himself.

Danny Reagan found a place to park his car. He walked back to the celery green VW and took another look at the license plate. "EMA RZ." Emma Rose, my ass, he thought. I'm gonna toast hers, he fumed. He couldn't imagine what is baby sister was doing in this part of town at 1:00 am. She must be in one of the bars, he thought. How the hell did she get into a bar, a friend, a fake id, someone was going down for this. First his sister, then whoever got her mixed up in this. He started canvassing the bars one at a time.

By 2:00 am, he had been in 5 different bars, he didn't find Emma in any of them. He was finally about to head toward Club 21. He saw some blues hanging out in the parking lot and at the entrance. He started walking toward a blue in the parking lot. He saw one of the veterans, his friend Tony Scafidi. "Heh, Scafidi." greeted Danny.

"Heh, Reagan. What are doing out this late? Your old lady letting you out for a night of fun?" ribbed Scafidi.

"Hah, hah, hah. You're so funny, I forgot to laugh. Naw man, I'm looking for my sister. I saw her car." answered Danny.

"Your sister?" questioned Scafidi. "Erin?"

"No you knucklehead, Emma. I saw her VW a couple of blocks away." said Danny running his hands through his hair.

"Emma?" asked Scafidi. "Ain't she still in high school, what would she be doing over here?"

"That's the point, she's in college, but she still isn't 21 and if she's in one of these bars, I'm gonna toast her ass." muttered Danny.

"Well, I haven't seen her. Why don't you go ask your brother?" Scafidi said pointing toward the front door.

Danny's head came up quick. "What? Did you just say, go ask my brother?" he questioned.

"Yeah Reagan, he's at the front door. You know extra job detail." shrugged Scafidi.

"He ain't allowed to work extra jobs." Danny ground out.

"What?" asked Scafidi, "We all work extra jobs."

"Not when your father tells you not to for the first year." said Danny.

Scafidi shrugged, "Reagan, he's a big boy. Ain't he at least 25?"

"Yeah, yeah, he's 26. But, my dad told him not to. You ever seen my dad? He's 6'4" and 230. He can still intimidate the crap out of me and I'm almost 40. Just imagine how you'd feel if you were just a kid like Jamie."

Scafidi agreed, "Yeah I guess so." He sure wouldn't want to tangle with Frank Reagan.

Danny just looked at his friend, "Yeah, I guess so." he smirked. "I think I'll just go have a talk with the kid."

Danny approached the front door. Jamie was facing the front door and he didn't see Danny come up behind him. Suddenly he felt a strong hand grab his bicep. Danny leaned into Jamie, "You better have a damn good reason for being here kid. Dad's gonna bust your ass."

Jamie swallowed, he could just swear he heard Danny. He slowly turned around to see his very pissed off older brother. "Danny?" he squeaked.

"Yeah, it's me, Danny kid. Kid, you are in so much trouble, I can't even begin…." seethed Danny.

"I, uh, well, I ,um, Danny…I can explain….." Jamie said shakily.

"You can explain, what?" asked Danny testily. "The fact that you're here on an extra job, the fact that you disobeyed Dad, what did you want to explain?"

"Well,….." started Jamie.

"Save it. We need to find Emma. I saw her car a couple of blocks away. I've spent the last hour looking for her."

"I can explain that, too." whispered Jamie.

"What?" Danny nearly shouted. "You know where Emma is?"

"Uh yeah." said Jamie guiltily.

Danny grabbed Jamie's shirt. "Where…is…she?" he asked emphasizing each word.

"In the club. This club." breathed Jamie.

"You knew she was in there. You didn't drag her out? What the hell's the matter with you?" ground out Danny. "You let an underage girl, your underage sister into the club?"

Jamie looked beyond guilty, "Well, I had a good reason." he whined.

Danny turned his brother sideways and swatted him one on the behind as hard as he could. "There is no reason that you could have for letting Emma into this bar. I swear to God kid, when I get you home, I'm not gonna wait for Dad, I'm gonna whoop your ass!"

"Jeez Danny, quit, I'm grown now." hissed Jamie.

"Could of fooled me little boy." Danny said. "Forget if for now, you stand right here and I mean right here Jamie. If you move, I'm gonna whoop you right here. You got me."

Jamie gulped and nodded his head.

"Didn't here you little boy." gritted Danny.

"Yeah, yeah, I hear ya. I'm not moving." said Jamie. Suddenly Jamie was 10 years old standing in Danny's room. He heard those exact same words out of Danny's mouth, just before Danny whooped the tar out of him for lying.

Disgusted with his brother, Danny let go of his shirt and stomped into the bar. His eyes traveled to the bar and then to the dance floor. He spotted Emma. He couldn't miss that red hair of hers. Then his eyes narrowed when he finally got close enough to get a good look at what she was wearing. What the hell! She looked like a hooker. Danny strode over to his sister. She was dancing with some punk with a Mohawk and multiple body piercings. He had his hands all over her. Danny felt his blood pressure go up. He knew his face was getting red. He walked up behind her and put his hand on her shoulder.

"Mind if I cut in?" he asked leaning down to speak into her ear.

Emma froze. There was something vaguely familiar about the hand and the voice. She slowly turned around to be staring in the very angry face of her oldest brother. Oh shit! It's Danny. I'm toast! I'm dead! She finally gathered up her courage, "Um…hi Danny."

"Don't you 'hi Danny' me little girl. You are so dead. Where's Janie, I know she's here somewhere?"

"I'm not sure. Last time I saw her, she was on the dance floor." Emma said shakily.

"Well, I'll tell you what little miss I'm not sure" mimicked Danny, "you just go find her and you get yourself to the front door and I will escort you to the car. You understand me? If you go anywhere else, I will bust your ass right here in front of this entire club. You've got 5 minutes, move and you can just tell Janie, I'll bust her ass too if she doesn't come right now.."

Emma nodded her head and took off.

Danny sighed and headed for the front door. By the time he got there, he saw Emma and Janie making their way.

Emma spied Janie right off, she's was just a few couples over on the dance floor. She walked up to Janie and tapped her on the shoulder. Jamie swung around. "What?' she mouthed, since the music was too loud to talk.

"Danny." said Emma.

"What?" asked Janie confused. Thankfully the song had ended and the next one hadn't started up yet.

"Danny," said Emma "Danny is here and he said we had 5 minutes to get to the front."

"Oh shit!" said Janie.

"Oh shit is right." agreed Emma.

Emma and Janie made their way to the front door to a very pissed off Danny Reagan. He didn't say a word, he just directed them outside. When he got outside, he found Jamie right where he had left him. Once he got the three of them together, he turned toward them, "I don't want to hear a peep out of any of the three of you." He turned to Jamie, "You get your ass home. Go to bed and I will see you in the morning."

"But…" started Jamie.

"What didn't you understand about I don't want to hear a peep out of you?" growled Danny.

Jamie looked like he was on the verge of being very pissed off or he was about to cry, Emma wasn't sure.

"Danny?" Jamie reached for his brother's arm.

"What?" growled Danny.

"My house or Dad's?"

"Your apartment unless you want Dad to know what you've been up to."

Then Danny turned to the girls. "Come on. I'm walking you back to the car and then I'm following you home."

The girls just nodded and followed a very pissed off Danny Reagan. They reached the car and Danny waited while Emma opened the door. He looked at Emma, "Did you have any alcohol?"

"No Danny, I swear, I only had Sprite." Emma answered quickly.

"Well, that's something." he muttered. "You were staying at Janie's tonight because her parents are out of town, right?"

Emma and Janie nodded simultaneously.

"Ok, you drive back to Janie's and I'll follow you and then we three are going to have a talk." Danny said.

"Um….Danny, a "talk" or a um "Talk"?" asked Emma.

"Get in and go. NOW!" growled Danny.

The girls quickly got in the car and headed for Janie's.

Danny got in his car and headed for Janie's.

Next up: The talks…..