A/N: The long awaited update! Things are really starting to pick up in the story and I hope you all enjoy it! Also, thank you all once again for all the reviews, likes, favorites, and follows, they mean a lot to me. Keep them all coming! Enjoy!
For the next few months Emma lived and worked with Tony Stark and learned more about the man beneath the face he puts on every day. He was very selfish and self-centered, but he had soft spots underneath it all. He would give Emma the nights off to have time to herself and travel when she needed to and in return, she would tell him stories about his father during his early days during the war. The stories would always correspond with one of her travels that same evening. It seemed like her travels were being geared toward more of Howard's timeline, it was her way of giving back to the man she was working with.
On the other hand she still had a job to do, she kept an eye on many things at Stark Industries and on Tony himself and the only suspicious things she could find were some of their dealings in the Middle East but Obadiah would brush any questions she had aside saying "She was only Tony's assistant and needed to worry more about his laundry." Emma tried very hard not to use her powers against any one at the office but one day she couldn't take it any longer. She froze time and snuck into Obadiah's office.
Once in there she found him on his phone, he was frozen mid conversation, she could hear voices coming from the other end of the line and she carefully took the phone out of Obadiah's hand and listened to the person on the end yelling in some foreign language, it sounded like it came from the Middle East. Emma carefully put the phone back knowing she couldn't keep the other person questioning for so long without it looking suspicious, so she quickly left and restarted time.
Why was Obadiah making phone calls to the Middle East? It kept getting stranger and stranger, all the weapons were supposed to be delivered to American Government and Companies. Emma went to Tony's office and found him, laying on his couch throwing paper balls at a trash can.
"Mr. Stark?" she interrupted. It got his attention and he turned his head.
"Oh, Emma it's you, what can I do?" he asked.
"I have a question," she started walking towards him, "Are we making any dealings with the Middle East?"
"No, but we have a presentation on a base there in a few days, but it's an American base. Why do you ask?" He asked.
Just then Emma got a flash of a vision and it was similar from the one she had in the hospital room weeks before and she fell to the ground as the man's screams of pain echoed in her head.
"Emma! Are you alright?" Tony asked rushing to her side.
"I feel very ill, I need to go." She quickly explained.
"Are you traveling?" he asked.
"No, something else. I need to go."
"Let me call Happy and he will take you home," Tony insisted as he grabbed his phone and called Happy.
He escorted Emma down to the lobby and out to the car and Happy drove her back home. Once home and in her room, she contacted SHIELD. She quickly shut off Jarvis as she booted up her laptop.
"Agent Barker to Director Fury." She stated to her computer screen as she waited for him to respond. Nick's face came on the screen.
"Long time, no see Agent."
"Is that Emma?!" Emma heard Clint in the background.
"Yes, Agent Barton."
"EMMA!" He shouted jumping up and down in the background and Emma laughed, seeing her friends face calming her nerves.
"You have some information?" Fury said ignoring Clint.
"Yes, I need you to do a check on Obadiah and on his dealings with Stark Industries, he was making some phone calls to the Middle East and has been doing dealings with them."
"It could be nothing Agent, we've done a background check on him and he came out clean." Fury reminded her and Emma rolled her eyes.
"Yes I know but just check, over and out." She said irritated.
"Over and out, stay safe Emma." Fury stated and shut off.
Emma gave a long sigh and leaned her head back and closed her eyes. She needed a break, something to calm her nerves, something to take her mind off of everything.
Emma opened her eyes and found herself sitting in a wooden office chair in a small office. The room was dank and bare and her surroundings looked very old. Uh-oh… she traveled and didn't even realize it and here she was without her things for when she traveled. Emma poked her head out the door and saw she was in London, underground at the SSR base. She snuck out and quickly went down the hall to the laundry room where she knew she could pick up a uniform. She walked out of the laundry and ran into Peggy.
"Blimey! What are you doing here? And coming out of the laundry?" Peggy asked confused.
"Came back from my mission and didn't have my uniform, it got burned on my mission." Emma lied and Peggy gave her a peculiar look.
"Alright, well, come with me. We are about to review the film reels we've received from Captain Rogers and the Howling Commandos on the raids and attacks on the Hydra bases."
Emma followed Peggy and they went into the small theater room.
Emma sat in between Colonel Phillips and Peggy, "Long time, no see Agent Walker." Phillips commented.
"Yes Colonel, been kept busy." Emma said nonchalantly and luckily the film reel started. It was basic shots, showing their capture of bases and factories. From what she could tell, Emma had been gone a few months. She smiled at a clip of Steve and Bucky just relaxing and laughing together. She felt pride when she saw Steve leaning on a truck with a map in front of him pointing and planning out their next attack. A close up shot came on the map and showed Steve's compass and in the cover of the compass was a photo of Emma from one of the USO postcards. Her smiling face looked back at her and the camera panned up to Steve's face as he quickly put the compass away and went back to his directions. Emma felt Colonel Phillips and Peggy's eyes on her and she gave a small blush.
He still loved her, even after their small fight. He still loved her and worked hard to come back to her. The film reel ended and they were all informed that the Howling Commandos were making much progress across Europe and would be returning for a short leave in two days.
"So where are you staying?" Peggy asked as they left.
"I believe Howard has an extra room for me at his penthouse here, he told me I could use it anytime."
"Good, I was going to suggest putting you up at my hotel, but I'm glad you have a safe place. I will see you tomorrow?" Peggy asked tentatively. She knew her tendencies to leave without notice.
"I hope so. Have a goodnight Peggy," Emma smiled at her friend.
"You as well, get some rest. You look exhausted." Emma must've still looked rough from her vision earlier.
Emma grabbed her clothes out of the laundry room and put them in a bag and headed out to Howard's place.
Once there, Emma realized she didn't have her key and knocked, hoping Howard was home or someone would answer.
"Yes Miss, can I help you?" A tall, gangly gentleman asked.
"Uh, hi… I'm here to see Mr. Stark?" Emma asked confused. When did Howard get a butler?
"I'm afraid Mr. Stark is indisposed at this time." At that moment, Emma heard a loud girlish giggle coming from inside and Howard's seductive laugh. He had a woman. She looked back at the butler.
"Excuse me," She pushed past him and into the foyer.
"Wait, miss!" the butler called behind her.
"Look buddy, I'm a good friend of Mr. Stark's, I've seen worse."
"My name is not Buddy, I'm Mr. Jarvis." Emma stopped and turned on her heel and felt confusion fall on her face.
"I'm sorry, what?" She asked.
"I'm Mr. Jarvis, Mr. Stark hired me a few weeks ago."
"Jarvis?" Emma walked around him, circling him like a vulture, looking him up and down confused.
"What are you doing miss?" he asked just as equally confused.
"You're not… never mind." Emma shook her head, Tony must've based his JARVIS program off of his father's butler. So Jarvis lasts awhile; Emma better get used to him.
"I don't mean to be rude but you are a peculiar woman," He commented and Emma smiled.
"Jarvis, you and I are going to get on splendidly. I love your brash honesty and look forward to seeing more of you."
"I'm sorry, are you expected to stay here?" He asked. Emma heard the laughter from the other room and turned back to her mission to find Howard.
She found the closed doors to the study and pushed them open and found Howard entangled in the arms of a fiery red head on the leather couch. She was barely dressed only in her thin white slip and Howard's shirt was unbuttoned and his suspenders were hanging down at his sides.
"Jarvis! I thought I said…Emma!" Howard sat up and started to get angry and then smiled when he saw Emma.
"Hello Howard, nice to see things haven't changed since I last left you."
"I'm so sorry Mr. Stark," Jarvis stumbled to explain.
"Its fine Jarvis," Howard waved his apology off.
"Is this your wife?" the woman asked in shock and disgust.
"No baby, she's a dear friend, why don't you go wait for me in the bedroom. It's just down the hall on the left." Emma rolled her eyes, clearly his priorities were straight. The red head kissed Howard once more and grabbed her clothes and left.
"Jarvis, can you please get some drinks for me and Miss Walker?" he asked as he sat up and walked over towards Emma. He gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"What would you like?" he asked.
"I will take a screwdriver please."
"Make that two," Howard said and Jarvis left them in peace.
"So, what's new with you? What adventures are you travelling from?" Howard asked as he led her to the couch.
"Shouldn't you…"Emma pointed towards the door.
"Nah, she can wait. My friend is back home," Howard smiled and Emma rolled her eyes.
"The last time I saw you, you were working on a new prototype for Steve and The Howling Commandos."
"Ah, that prototype didn't work so well in the testing phase last week, so it's only been a few weeks! It seems we were jumping around in timelines for a while there." He commented.
"Yes, it's weird. It's like suddenly I need to stay on your timeline with me for a while." Emma knew why but kept her mouth shut. She did plan a few of her trips for Tony's sake, but this one was unplanned.
"So, what can I do for you? Just visiting or here for a stay?" He asked.
"I was wondering if I could have my guest room again?"
"Of course! It's always ready and available for you." He commented brushing a hair out of her face.
"Thank you." Emma then cleared her throat, "So Jarvis, where did you find him?"
"Long story but remember that rescue mission I had to take care of?"
Emma felt the light go off, "That was him?"
"And his wife, I'll tell you the story another time. You look exhausted and I have a guest waiting on me and I don't want to be rude." He grinned and Emma shook her head.
"Yes, I am very tired." Just then Jarvis arrived with the drinks and they both took them off to their separate rooms.
"I'm glad you are here," Howard said to Emma before he walked down the hall.
Emma went to her room and opened it to find everything right where she had left it, her photo of Steve by her bedside and her closet filled with clothes. Her trunk at the foot of her bed. The trunk that would later come into possession with Tony and given back to her. Emma changed into pajama's walked out onto the small terrace she had that overlooked dark London. She let her mind wander and relax, she looked up at the stars knowing Steve was out there looking at the same stars. She started to feel finally at ease after her vision from earlier and was able to go to bed and sleep.
She awoke the next morning, tentative to her surroundings and remembered she was at Howard's. She got out of bed and put on her robe and went out to the kitchen.
"Can I get you anything?" Emma jumped at Jarvis' voice.
"Uh…no…I've got it, thank you Jarvis." Emma then started to go through the fridge and found some juice.
"I made Mr. Stark breakfast, I can make yours." He said.
"I can do it, thank you," She replied.
"I insist. I make a wonderful batch of French Toast," he smiled.
"Is it with cinnamon?" Emma asked.
"Of course," he said and Emma grinned. "Then that would be lovely." Jarvis then turned back to the stove and began cooking her meal as he prepped Howard's.
"So Howard told me you are married," Emma tried small talk.
"Yes, she lives on the floor above us here, it's a small apartment that Howard has given us."
"Allows you close access for anything Howard might need?"
"Exactly, he's even putting in an intercom system so he doesn't have to keep calling me on the phone." Emma tried not to snort into her juice thinking of how Jarvis would be later Tony's AI intercom service. Oh the irony.
"Oh Giselle, I had a wonderful evening. I will call you sometime," Emma heard Howard in the hall as he escorted his latest flame out.
"Will you Howard? I've heard the rumors from the girls down at the Savoy," Giselle asked with hope in her voice.
"You know what they say, rumors are only rumors." Emma and Jarvis shared a mutual look of 'oh, honey' and Emma knew in that moment they would be great friends.
Emma heard the door shut and Howard walked in wearing his silk smoking jacket and a grin on his face.
"Nice night?" Emma asked.
"I've had better, but she was so sweet, I couldn't resist."
"Where did you pick her up?" Emma asked as he took a seat next to her at the counter.
"The Savoy, she's a waitress there."
"Ah, lovely. What happened to Maria?" Emma asked glaring daggers at him.
"She's on tour, plus we broke up…again."
"I can't imagine why…"Emma mumbled into her juice. "What is this the second time?" Emma had to get her facts straight, he and Maria went through many ups and downs before finally getting married.
"Yes, I broke it off this time. Saying we needed to have our separate time away to clear our heads. But every time she's back around me, I can't stop thinking about her."
"You can't stop thinking about her only when she's around?" Emma asked knowing full well that wasn't true.
"Okay, more than that."
"I think Howard Stark, you sleep with other women because you are afraid of commitment and also are yearning for Maria and need to fill that void."
"I like her!" Jarvis commented from the stove, Howard laughed and kissed Emma's hand.
"You might be right, I will make it up to her," He said and he grabbed the paper in front of him to start reading. Emma rolled her eyes, he would still be saying that many times later, "Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, better than I had in a while," Emma commented as Jarvis placed the plates in front of her and Howard.
"Good, I'm really glad you are here you know. I worry about you when you aren't."
"You know I am okay," She said looking over at him as she took her first bite. "You weren't wrong Jarvis, this is fantastic!"
"Thank you," he said as he started to clean up.
"I know but I still worry." Howard said looking over at Emma.
"Well, don't worry, I'm in good hands." If only he knew she was with his son and working for him.
The doorbell then rang and Jarvis went to answer.
"Hello sir, how can I help you?"
"I'm here to see Mr. Stark and Agent Walker."
Emma felt her heart race at hearing his voice and she looked at Howard as he had a large smile on his face. "Go to him." He simply said.
Emma jumped off the stool and rushed into the foyer and saw Steve standing in his uniform and the smile on his face was like sunshine to her. She ran into his open arms and he picked her up off the floor.
"I will just leave you two," Jarvis mumbled and walked away.
"Hello Emma," He said into her ear.
"You came back early," Emma whispered into his ear as he held her in his arms, not letting her go.
"We were able to get away a day early. I arrived at the base and Peggy told me you were back and here, so I rushed over." He put her back on the ground and pulled her away a little to look at her and he held her face in his hands. Emma grabbed his wrists and ran her fingers over them softly there. She liked feeling his skin, making sure he was really there.
"Please forgive me for being a horrible fool when you left, I trust you and should never let anything silly get in the way." Emma said and Steve gave a small smile.
"I forgave you before I left, I just never got a chance to tell you because you had left. Was your mission successful?" He asked.
"Sort of," Emma said thinking of Tony. "Enough talk of work, I just am happy to see you." Emma said and she reached up and kissed him on the lips and he held her tight, lingering in the kiss.
"I have a nice room set up for you down the hall," Howard commented coming into the foyer.
"Howard, it's nice to see you," Steve said after he and Emma broke apart and walked over and hugged his friend.
"Same to you, I hear you have been successful with your commandos."
"Yes, but we still have so much more to be done. We only just got back here about an hour or so ago, we barely sleep and need this time off. The men need a good rest." Steve spoke highly of his men, he trusted them and took care of them.
"How long is your leave for?" Howard asked.
"Only three days, we have much to do. We can't be gone too long. This fell at the right time, Hydra was starting to catch our scent, so we left and have to make a new attack plan on some of the factories."
"Then make those three days count, but first, you look like you need something to eat," Howard patted his friend on the shoulder and led him into the kitchen and Jarvis served him up some French toast. They all ate breakfast and talked as if there wasn't a war going on outside and Emma felt at ease and happy.
As she started to help clean up the dishes, her vision came fast and hard, the same vision of the man in the cave and she got a better look at him and saw it was Tony. She screamed along with Tony as he was in pain. The shattering of her plate tore her out of her vision and she felt very lightheaded, the vision was getting stronger, which meant it was either about to come true or already had, that was never a good sign when the details became clearer. Emma opened her eyes and found herself on the floor and Steve was picking her up.
"Is she alright?" Howard asked.
"I don't know, I'm going to take her to her room."
"I need to get back to him! I need to make sure he is okay!" Emma cried, she clung tightly onto Steve's shirt and cried into his chest. The visions of Tony still were fresh in her mind and started to swarm and visions of Steve crashing into the cold ocean mixed with them, she cried even harder into his chest. Tony was her friend, she couldn't lose him, he was her mission, and nothing can happen to him.
"Shh, I'm here Emma." Steve kissed her hair as he laid her down and he laid down next to her and held her in his arms, "Who do you need to get back to? What's wrong?"
Emma shook her head, he couldn't know, she couldn't tell him, but her heart wanted to so badly, to let him understand everything. "It's just memories of my most recent mission," Emma cried and tried to calm her breathing.
"Emma," she looked up into his eyes and he could tell she was lying, "What's really wrong? That was not just a memory that was something stronger. There's something you aren't telling me, there's something you've been hiding for a long time."
Emma closed her eyes and felt the tears fall down her face, "I can't tell you, it would put you in danger. But I promise, one day I will tell you." Emma said and she was going to hold onto that promise. Steve leaned his forehead against hers and sighed.
"I trust you, with all my heart and I love you," He said simply, he would give her time.
"I trust you and love you too," Emma said back and she kissed him. They laid together for some time, Emma calmed down and Steve fell asleep. Emma slipped out and went to change, she quickly wrote a note and found Howard out in the living room. He turned when he heard her come in.
"What was that?" He asked her, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, I had a vision. It was of a friend back home, I have to leave." Emma held out the note, "Give this to Steve please." Emma held back the tears, she hated leaving him, it just meant she had to go back to her reality, where he was dead and gone.
"I understand," Howard pulled her in for a hug. "Be careful."
"I will, take care Howard." And with that Emma kissed him on the cheek and left.
Emma walked out onto the street and decided to try and find a safe place to travel, she couldn't travel at Howard's in case Steve or Jarvis found her. But Emma had an uneasy feeling as she left, she took a glance behind her and saw two men following close behind her. She kept walking and tried not to look back again. She was unarmed, all of her things were at Tony's, in the future. A few blocks down, she noticed they were still behind her, so she ducked into a small pub. Once inside, she noticed it was pretty empty and heard the men following inside. Emma grabbed a knife off of a table and walked into a back room and closed the door. She hid to the side by the door and waited for the men. Once the door opened, the burlier man laughed and his skinnier henchman closed the door.
"Such a silly girl," the burly man said with a German accent. Emma lunged at the smaller one and punched him and stabbed him in the leg and smacked his head against a table and knocked him out. She turned towards the burly one and before he could attack, she pushed off the wall and jumped at him and wrapped her legs around his neck and pulled him down to the ground and straddled him and held the knife to his throat.
"Impressive Fräulein," the man laughed.
"What do you want?" Emma growled.
"We've been searching for you Miss Barker or should I say Agent Walker," he said and Emma felt her grip slacken on the knife. "We can't seem to figure out which name is really yours."
"Excuse me?" She said not playing a fool.
"We almost had you as a child but then we lost you for some time but then, we discovered, after Doctor Zola did some research and tests that the young woman who was with your mother at the hotel, was actually her daughter. We got your blood sample off of the bullets at the hotel. You can't hide forever Emma, we are just amazed at the talent you have grown to possess and cultivate from your mother. You are a difficult woman to grab, like a fly, fluttering about a room."
Emma jumped off the man and backed away from him, he was with Hydra. Her heartbeat sped up, it was impossible that they found her and figured out her existence.
"The SSR did do a nice job covering up your disappearance, a much better job than Hydra did at covering up your mother's death, but you've left a trail for us here. It started at that day you disappeared, the men saw you disappear but moments after the baby had disappeared, they heard a young woman cry from a corner and they would see her for a split second. Each one accounts her to look a different age, as if she had been there multiple times in her life. That was impossible, but Zola concluded that she had to have been that baby, the Barker child that had disappeared. Anna, your mother, cried desperately saying that it must have been a mistake, the young woman was not her child. Then we saw film reels, film reels of the great Captain America and his USO Girls. Lo and behold, one of the lead singers looked just like the young woman our soldiers described the day of that disappearance. So we started to follow and search for that woman, until your mother lead us right to you. She had a vision of you, you happy and in love with Captain America and in London. She led us to the wrong place and escaped and she thought she was running away from you and us, but she ran right into you without knowing it, she was too far gone at that point to realize it when she died in her own daughters arms."
Emma felt the tears falling down her face and she shook her head, "What do you want from me?" she asked through gritted teeth.
"Well, your blood sample from that bullet was only enough to find you and we were going to use it for tests but your super soldier destroyed it. It burned in an attack from Captain America and his Howling Commandos." Emma couldn't help but feel pride and love at Steve at that. "So we decided it was time to go straight to the source, we needed to kidnap you and test you, just like we tested your mother and use your blood and cells to create more time travelling super soldiers."
Emma felt her blood go cold and felt the knife slip out of her hand and clatter to the floor. The man came closer to her and Emma closed her eyes and focused on somewhere safe, she thought of Steve but immediately pushed those thoughts away, she couldn't be anywhere near him now, it wasn't safe for him. She thought of home, but what was home? She heard the German curse her as she disappeared and Emma opened her eyes and found herself in a Brooklyn.
"Brooklyn? Really?" Emma said to no one in particular.
"Hey watch it toots!" A girl said in a thick accent pushing past her and Emma looked at her appearance in confusion. She was dressed in a 1920's fashion, her hair was in finger waves and she wore thick make-up and her outfit showed off her figure and was loose.
"Where the hell am I?!" Emma panicked. She had to get back to Tony, he was in danger and she went the opposite direction! She growled exasperated under her breath, sometimes her traveling went to random places at the most inopportune times. Emma caught up to the young woman.
"Excuse me, can you point me to the nearest shop?" She asked.
"Yeah, right down that street there! They have the latest fashions, it looks like you are in need of some new clothes." She said looking at her funny. Emma nodded her head and went to the shop. She grabbed a dress and a trench coat and threw on a bucket hat, which was the latest style, she needed to hide, just to be safe. Emma walked out of the shop and headed down the street, not knowing where she was going. She found herself stopping as she passed a big green open field behind a couple of apartment buildings. In the back field, the women were hanging up clothes to dry in the early afternoon sun. Emma found her eye drawn to a beautiful blonde haired woman. She was laughing as she talked to one of the other women, she looked like she had no cares in the world.
"Momma!" A little two year old blonde haired boy called reaching his little arms up to his momma. The blonde woman picked him up.
"Who is my sunshine boy?" She said as she tickled him and he laughed and gave a small cough as he laughed.
"How long has he had that cough Sarah?" one of the other women asked.
"He gets them on and off, he gets colds easily, I don't know where he got that from," She said, "But he is strong, he is a little fighter." She defended her son and looked at him with such love. The other women headed in with their wash and Emma was about to leave when she noticed the woman was having trouble getting her basket together and carry her young son.
"Can I help you?" Emma asked walking through the gate to her.
"Oh! That would be lovely, thank you." Sarah said and Emma reached down and grabbed the basket as Sarah picked up her little boy. Emma saw his face and felt a little pang of love at the sweet boy, he had such a cute round face with red in his cheeks and bright blue eyes that contrasted against his pale skin and blonde hair.
"What is your son's name?" Emma asked.
"This is Steven, but I call him Steve. He's my little sunshine boy." Sarah said looking at her little boy and nuzzling him a sweet kiss. "I'm Sarah Rogers, you are?" She asked holding out her free hand and Emma felt her heart swell. She wanted home and thought of Steve when she travelled and found herself at Steve's childhood home and this was his mother. Now it all made sense.
"I'm Emily Walker," Emma said quickly.
"Well, Emily Walker, thank you for your help." She said and she led her to her apartment. Once they had reached the top of the stairs, she showed Emma into her tiny apartment.
"Can I get you anything to thank you for your help?"
"No really, I was on my way, I just saw you and thought I would help." Emma said as she watched her put Steve down in his crib in the middle of the room.
"Please, let me make you some tea or something," Sarah insisted.
Emma hesitated and then finally answered, "Sure, thank you. Just a quick one though."
So Emma sat and talked to Sarah and she told her about how she met her husband, at a spring social dance and then they were sweethearts. He would send her flowers every day. She told Emma how they married before he went off to fight the war against the Germans and how she wrote him a letter a month later into his service about her being pregnant and then how he died right before Steve was born. Emma saw a picture of his father and could see how much Steve looked like his father but had his mother's blue eyes and hair. Sarah told her about how she was a nurse at the local hospital and how they were nice to her to help her keep time with Steve.
"What do you do Emily?" She finally asked.
"I…I travel. I'm a writer," Emma finally responded.
"Do you live around here?" Sarah asked.
"I used to, my parents lived her but they died some time ago."
"Well, I'm so sorry to hear that. You are such a sweet and kind person, your parents I'm sure would be very proud of you. I hope one day my son grows up and marries a woman like you," Sarah said reaching over and grabbing her hand. Emma felt the tears stinging in her eyes and looked over at the sleeping baby Steve and gave a small smile.
"I'm sure one day he will," Emma said softly and got up, "I hate to have tea and dash but I really must go. Thank you Sarah, it was lovely to meet you."
"Why, yes, yes of course. It was lovely to meet you too." Sarah said a little confused at her sudden change in behavior. Emma quickly left, not looking back and headed down the alley and focused on Tony and headed back to her home.
Emma opened her eyes and found herself in her room back at Tony's and began crying.
"I think there is something you need to tell me."
Emma looked up and Pepper was in the doorway.
"Where is Tony?" Emma asked.
"He's on his flight to Las Vegas for that awards ceremony tonight. He asked me to come check on you since you left two hours ago and I come home and find your room empty until suddenly you just appeared out of thin air in front of me, in 1920's attire."
Emma closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"Alright, sit down because it's a long story."