Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the game. They belong to Capcom. And I've written this without permission… so sorry.

A/N: This chapter starts out very boring, is very short, can't get Ema/Maya's characters right and it sucks big time for the most part.

Still lots of love to reviewers, yum!

Edit: Revised for grammar, phrasing, layout and POV.

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Turnabout the Morning After
Chapter 6

April 2nd
2:10 PM
Chief Prosecutor's Office

Maya opened the door with 'Lana Skye' written on the plaque. Inside, there was a huge pile of taped up cardboard boxes. She could see a long haired, brunette girl, who was wearing a lab coat, in the corner of the room sorting through a file cabinet. The girl turned around and beckoned Maya over.

"Hey, Ema, how's the clean up going?" Maya asked, stepping over a couple of boxes to get to where Ema was crouching.

"Its hell. I can't believe Lana had so many cases over the years! It's really quite depressing reading all the reports." Ema looked down glumly at the file she had in her hand, before tossing it into an open box.

"Oh, sorry to hear that…" Maya twiddled a bit with her hair. "So... err... What kind of things are you interested in then?" She mentally scolded herself on the pathetic ice breaker.

Ema's eyes lit up. "I'm into scientific investigating! It's always interested me, ever since I was tiny." She pulled down the glasses over her eyes. "Science has already proved so much, and being able to harness it into a way of defeating crime is just perfect!" She then pushed her glasses back up and started going through the filing cabinet in front of her.

Maya sighed. There was no way she could relate to her through science...

However, crime she could talk about.

"Wow, that's interesting!" Maya exclaimed. "I work with Nick a lot, and it seems your job is dead important in finding out the truth."

Ema beamed up at her. "I saw you in court with Mr Wright yesterday!" She tossed another file into the box and struggled to get up off the floor. "Was it you who gathered everyone last night?"

"Yeah, it was." Maya held out her hand. The bottles in Ema's bag rattled together a bit as she heaved her up. "Did you enjoy it?"

"Thanks!" Ema swiped a notebook out of her pocket and lowered her pink glasses down onto her eyes. "Well, last night... Hmm. It was... interesting, to say the least." She started to flip through the pages of the book, scanning each one for a second or two. "Scientifically speaking, the amount of alcohol that was drank should have caused memory loss and a lot of sickness. It's a good job I was taking notes all night…" Ema stopped at a page and frowned. "Oh, I've lost a bit of this one."

She stuck her hand into her pocket and rummaged around. When she eventually brought her hand back out, there was a piece of dog food, some stale looking rainbow drops and an empty chocolate bar wrapper in her fist.

"Do you remember much of what happened then?" Maya looked down curiously at Ema's handful of rubbish.

"Oh, yes, and now I think about it, this page must have been ripped when I took note of something Mr. Wright said."

Maya took the torn paper she had found and handed it to Ema.

"That's the bit I was missing!" She exclaimed, taking it from Maya. "Where'd you get it?"

Maya explained her story, right from the start of that morning when she first called Nick, and ending at the evidence she had collected from the bar. "So then Nick asked me to come here and see what you could tell us about this notebook incident."

Ema frowned. "Well, it seems Mr. Wright has ripped the wrong page, after all. He only managed to catch the page about that April fool." Ema closed the notebook. "Here, take it. It'd be more specific then if I had to explain everything." She handed over the book to Maya who accepted it.

"Thank you so much, Ema!" She said goodbye before walking out the room and out of the Prosecution Offices. Maya flipped open the book and found the spot she had been looking for and started to read as she made her way to meet up with Phoenix.

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April 2nd
2:26 PM
Gatewater Hotel

Maya reread the notes again, and then a second time.

"I think I've solved this case." She gulped and realised she had already reached the hotel.

Maya started to laugh at poor Ema's conclusions in the notes on the way up to the room. How the girl had managed to pair her and Gumshoe, and then not notice the other couple, astounded her. But, then again, it was probably simply another one of her quirky characteristics.

The only thing about this whole situation was that Phoenix would probably be distraught about who he had been with last night. She really wanted to do all she could to make it easier for him to accept the truth.

She felt really rotten walking up the stairs, but she still stuck by her decision.

Phoenix couldn't discover the truth himself; she would have to ease the truth onto him.

Maya stood outside the door to Edgeworth's room and was about to knock, when she heard Phoenix shout from inside. She frantically knocked on the door and burst in, a million thoughts at once going through her mind.

What made her say what she did next, she didn't know. All she did know was that she had to protect Phoenix as much as she could.

"It was me, okay! I gave him the mark!" Maya shouted at the top of her voice.

And she instantly regretted it.