~@~@ Complicated Ch. 5
I disclaim
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Emily walked through the doorway, feeling nervous and giddy. Today was her first day as a lawyer, she knew that in reality she would probably only be doing research for Alexis, or filing papers at the courthouse, but she was still a lawyer. She looked around the lobby and though how perfectly it fit Alexis, all dark wood, beautiful antiques, and placed in the center was a large oak desk that held a middle age woman with smiling eyes. " Hi I'm..."
" The Best lawyer, I've ever known." Alexis stepped out of her office, and smiled at the younger woman, years ago when Emily told her she wanted to be a lawyer just like her, she had just laughed it off. She couldn't really imagine why a seventeen year old heiress to the Quartermaine fortune, would want to become a criminal lawyer, but she hadn't taken into account that Emily wasn't like other people. She had an inherit goodness in her that couldn't be stamped out by the dysfunctional Q's, add to it her brilliant mind, and you had an excellent lawyer." Jane, this is my new partner Emily Quartermaine."
" Huh..." Emily opened her mouth to continue, but closed it quickly when she realized that she didn't have anything to say.
Alexis grinned at the sight, even though Emily wasn't the standard model Quartermaine, it was always nice when you stunned one into silence. Still relishing over her accomplishment, she took Emily's lax hand and lead her into an office that already had Em's name on it. " Don't look so surprised, I told I had a place for you here."
Regaining her composure Emily looked around the office, it wasn't like the lobby; this room was done in a more modern pale wood, and instead of antiques, there were plants, and photos of skyscrapers. It was modern and yet basis, everything that Emily liked.
" You can change it if you don't like it."
" I love it, but I'm confused as to how I'm a partner." Turning to her mentor, she narrowed her eyes, and began processing all the information she received, and edited out the most important." I just pasted the bar two weeks ago, you've never seen my work, and have one of the most prestigious law firms in Upstate New York, so please enlighten me to how I could make partner on my first day?"
" That's why." At the look of confusion Alexis continued." Because you managed to put me on the defensive with one well worded question, and I have seen your work." Titling her head to the side she managed to look confused and yet informed. " You didn't think I 'd just write you a later of recommendation into law school, and not keep tabs on you, did you?" " I've even watched you in a couple of mock trails, besides this isn't all about you being an excellent lawyer, this is a large practice Em, and I can't do all the work myself, nor can I put my clients with people I don't trust, and I trust you."
Emily weight the statement quietly in her head, put like that it did make some strange type of sense, but always the Quartermaine she was still suspicious." This isn't because you're dating Ned is it?"
" Please if my relationship with Ned was the basis of my decision, you'd be running down to the deli to pick up my lunch, not getting your own office."
" Well if that's the case don't you think that 'Quartermaine & Davis Law Firm' sounds better."
" No, but don't let that discourage you, because you have to get down to the courthouse, and deliver some papers." Alexis says, as she hand the file to the younger woman.
" Don't we have people that do this kind of things."
" Yeah, you." Alexis laughed as her new partner rolled, her eyes.
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Jagger stopped his car in the parking structure across from the station, and groaned as the car rumbled. Growing up having nothing, he still didn't really believe in credit cards or loans, so when he needed a car, he had to scrape all his money together and find something used, but reliable. Unfortunately he was still a guy so when he saw the Black 1964 Ford Thunderbird, he had simply melted, which was why he bought it without taking the time to properly check it out, and was why he was sure he would spend his next four days off repairing it. " It's a classic Jagger." The car sputters as if to defend itself. " A classic piece of crap."
" Oh but a classic none the less."
He turned toward the voice, and groaned again, when he put in for the transfer to Port Charles, he was aware that he would run into people that didn't like him, but he didn't know that Scott Baldwin was the D.A. " Good morning, D.A. Baldwin."
Scott smirked at greeting, they were definitely perks to this job, and having his cheating ex-son-in-law at his mercy was one of them." Please Jagger, call me Scott, after all we were family once."
Jagger nodded." How is Karen?"
" She's doing great, she's got the right guy, and a wonderful career." Scott briefly looked around, silently searching for the lightening to strike him, Chris Ramsey was in no way the right guy, but he was better then her ex, and if he keep him away from Karen then he was moving up in Scott's estimation.
" That's great, I'm happy for her."
" Yeah, well I don't want to keep you." They both turn as squad car pulls up, and an officer jump out with a struggling perp. " You got a job to do."
That said Scott walks off barely glancing at the officer, as Jagger follows behind quickly to assist his co-worker.
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Why? Why would a successful lawyer like Alexis run all over city filing her own papers, that was Emily's only question as she waited patiently for the elevator at Police headquarters. Making sure to remember that the station wasn't were she was suppose to go, but after thirty minutes of arguing with the people at the courthouse she had decided to skip the bureaucracy, and go straight to the source.
"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING." She turned to the source of the yell, a teenager no more then eighteen if he was a day, was being led toward her by a patrolman, and 'the jerk' from the plane, who choose that moment to look up and meet her eyes, smiling slightly.
" Good morning Ms. Quartermaine." Jagger stepped aside and dragged his the struggling kid with him to allow her to enter the elevator first.
She blinked back in surprise and stepped inside, turning back to frown at him." How did you know my name?"
" My new partner Taggert, mentioned you."
" Taggert." That meant that 'the jerk' not only knew she was related to Jason and the Q's, but he probably looked up her record, which was damning to say the least, all of her mistakes written down in chronological order. " And you would be?"
"Jagger Cates." He stuck out his hand to shake hers, but remember that he hand cuffed himself to the kid." Sorry."
" Hey, could you mack on her some other time." The kid yanked on his arm drawing Jagger's attention back to him." I'm trying to tell you that I'm innocent, but Barney Fife over here won't listen." He jerked his head in the direction of the patrolman, who looked merely rolled his eyes.
" Try another one Carlos, we caught you red handed at the scene of the crime."
" Of course you did moron, I live there."
" Yeah and coincidences like that just don't happen." The patrolman shook his head." Tell it to your public defender."
Emily watched the scene in silence, the kid, who she guessed was Carlos, looked panicked and scared, sure he was yelling and calling people names, but she could tell that it was a front. He was a good-looking kid, with curly black hair, and an earring in his left ear, and she could see the truth in his eyes. Whatever they got him for, he didn't do, but if he depended on a public defender he was definitely going to jail. The only time Dara Jensen ever won a case was when she went against a public defender. She took a deep breath and tried to talk herself out it, but couldn't, Alexis would be furious, but her conscience wouldn't let it go. Catching Carlos eye, she gave him a small smile. " Excuse me Carlos, do you have a dollar?"
The three men looked at her with their mouths' agape, Jagger began moving his hand toward his pocket, when she stopped him." Not from you, from Carlos?"
The kid shook his head, before maneuvering his hand to his front pocket, and retrieving a crumpled dollar bill, and extending it to the strange woman." Here."
" Thanks." Emily pocketed the money then turned to Jagger a gleam of purpose now clearly shining in her brown eyes." Now what charges are you holding my client on?"
Carlos' smile was slow, but blinding, while Jagger and the patrolman's mouth once again dropped in shock, Jagger was the first to recover. " You're a lawyer?"
Emily ignored, the accusation in his voice, and gave a smug smile." Not just any lawyer, his lawyer."
Jagger let his head fall back against the wall, Jason Morgan's sister, a Quartermaine, bad boy loyalist, and now a lawyer. He turned to the patrolman, and shared an annoyed look. " You know if it wasn't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all."