Ian Doyle's villa: September 17, 2004
Ian walked over to Emily, smiling softly he said, "hello love"
Emily looked nervous as she looked up at him, "what if they don't believe me?" she asked, worried, she had been biting her nails
Ian carefully caught her hand and held it to keep her from biting her nails, "if they don't believe you... Then we'll go off grid."
Emily took a deep breath and let it out slowly, "but..."
Ian smiled softly, "don't worry, love."
Emily nodded, though she was still worried about what would happen.
Interpol office: September 17, 2004
Emily walked in, she wore dress pants and a loose fitting blouse to hide her belly, which had become a tad bit bigger.
Clyde walked over to her
Emily held her breath and waited for him to speak
Clyde smiled at her and Emily let out the breath she held, "are you okay?"
"Just ready to get this over with so I can go home." Emily chuckled to keep from drawing attention
"You can go home soon." Clyde assured her
"As soon we take your statement." Jeremy said
Emily frowned slightly, "huh?"
"He meant to say report." Clyde said
Emily nodded, "alright." She just wanted this to be done so she could go home and be with Ian and Declan.
Clyde had her sit in a chair next to his desk and he asked her a few questions.
"What're you doing?" Emily asked
"Taking your report." Clyde said and started to go on.
"Really? Because it seems like you're interrogating me." Emily crossed her arms.
Clyde signed, "Emily listen. "
"No Clyde, you listen. For over a year I have been undercover acting as that man's lover and I get the information you need, I come back and you treat me like a suspect?" Emily stood up, "here's my report. I'm going home." She left a manilla envelope on his desk.
Clyde stood as well, "Emily..." He said then sighed, "I'll call you if anything else is needed. "
Emily walked out and said a silent prayer as she did so.
Ian Doyle's villa : September 17, 2004
Emily walked in and let out a breath, "Ian? Are you here?"
Ian walked into the living room from another room, "yes, love, are you okay?"
Emily shook her head, "Clyde started to interrogate me. "
Ian walked over to her and pulled her into his arms, running his hands up and down her back, trying to calm her down, "it will be alright, love."
"I hope so." Emily whispered, gently placing a hand on her stomach.
