~@~@ Complicated Ch. 9
I disclaim
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Jagger walked into the elevator at the Precinct and didn't even try to bite back his groan, at the brown haired woman standing in the corner." You're kidding, don't you have an office?"
" Yes, it's quite nice, but since the PCPD keep bringing in my clients, I keep coming back."
": We keep arresting your clients cause they keep breaking the law."
" Really what law did Carlos break, on let me guess." Emily leaned against the wall deep in thought, " Coming home during rush hour, no… uh breaking and entering uh no… He lived there, oh I got it being a two time loser in a bad part of town."
" I admit that Harris jumped the gun, but…"
" He arrested my client with no probable cause, I could sue the department for millions, and you say he jumped the gun, he jumped the damn artillery."
Jagger glanced at her in surprise, somehow he never guessed that Emily was someone that used words like Damn or even hell, she looked like an angel, and from everything he heard she practically was one. " Oh come on you and I both know that even know we didn't have 'probable cause', we had probable cause."
" Did you think about that before you say it." She turns and catches his eyes as she shook her head, laughing slightly. " Cause it didn't sound well thought out."
" I mean that you were right, he got picked up because of his priors, which is very good reason to suspect him."
" You can't hold someone's past against them, I mean come on, I'm not the same person I was in my police file."
" Got a point there." He muttered lowly not catching the gleam in her eyes.
" I KNEW IT." Emily pushed herself off the wall, and faced him a satisfied smirk settled firmly on her face. " I knew you read my file."
" I was checking into the kind of lawyer you were." Jagger paled at the sight, she looked liked a prize fighter, waiting for the first punch to be thrown so that she clobber you with her expertise, and he knew he was her opponent. " I…
" You checked my field, as soon as Taggert told you I was Jason's sister." She took a step closer and titled her head, lowering her voices making it sound nice and comforting." Isn't that right?"
" Yes." He jerked backed as if she hit him, she was good, and she was also very attractive, and standing only about three inches away from him in an empty elevator.
SREEEEECHThe sound was followed by a sudden jerk in the elevator that sent Emily tumbling into Jagger's arms, just as the lights went out.
" I think we're stuck."
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James picked the lock on the door easily, he had seen the secretary leave for lunch three minutes ago, and he knew that Ms. Davis was away supervising a visitation between her son and his father, his mark was trapped in an elevator at the Precinct, which meant that he had exactly thirty-eight minutes to search her office, before the secretary returned.
His employer was getting antsy, they didn't just want to know where Emily Quartermaine was at all times, they wanted a weakness, a way to attack her, but she didn't have any or at least none that they could use right now, without destroying their plan.
He walked to her office door, and wasn't surprised to find it unlocked, it was in her file that she was 'trusting'. The décor of the office fit her too, new and modern, he was busy looking at a portrait of the Port Charles skyline, when he cell phone rang. " Yes?"
" Tell me you found something I can use?"
" Sorry no." The office was clean as a whistle, which he suspected, no personal files, or mementos, not even a family portrait. " The office is new, I guess she hasn't gotten around to decorating."
"WELL FIND SOMETHING, SHE'S NOT PERFECT THAT HAS T BE SOEMTHING."
" I'm sorry but there is nothing, Emily Quartermaine appears to be above reproach."
" SHE'S NOT ABOVE REPROACH, SHE IS A RECOVERING CRACK HEAD." " SHE TRIED TO FLY OFF HER ROOF, PEOPLE THAT TRY TO FLY ARE NOT ABOVE REPROACH." " I suggest you find me something, anything."
James hung up the phone, and turned around the office one more time, catching a glimpse of something on the floor. It was a photograph, looking at where it fell, he guessed that it had been leaning against something and fell. He paused before turning it over, praying that it was something they could use, but groaned in disappointment, it was a photo of Kristian Corinthos, her newest godson, but he knew that the kid was off limits.
He dropped back on the floor, and walked out closing her door behind him, and walking quickly through the lobby, and towards the elevator.
The doors opened quickly, and he stepped in not looking around him, when he felt someone push against him, he looked up into the eyes of Lucky Spencer. :"Oh excuse me, I wasn't watching where I was going."
" Yeah, you should be careful." Lucky stepped back out of the compartment, and gave a weak smile." Have a nice day." He turned and began walking toward Emily's office, when he noticed that the lights were off, which meant the no one was in." So where was he coming from?" He went past the office, and walked the length of the floor.
He remembered Alexis Davis buying the office space, she had in true Cassadine fashion instead of just buy her office and rooms, had bought the entire floor, and if no one was in the office, then his friend didn't have an excuse for being there or more importantly looking so guilty when he been spotted.
Lucky took out his cell phone and hit speed dial, he didn't like having to know that number, but some days it cam in handy." Jason, it's me Lucky, I think we have a problem."
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Jagger heard her words, they were stuck, but somehow that didn't really seem to matter. Especially when you consider that she was laying against his chest and not in a real hurry to move, he looked done and meet her eyes in the dark. " Looks like."
Leaning against him, Emily realized two things, one Jagger Cates worked out a lot, and two his eyes weren't just brown, they were a dark chocolate brown the kind that you could lost in with very little provocation. " Sorry, about that."
"That's okay." Jagger squinted in the dark, and tried to focus. " I'll just find the emergency phone, and get us out of here. "
" Here take this." Emily riffled through her purse and pulled out a small compact flashlight before turning it on and handing it to him.
" Thanks." He shined it on the wall, and found the phone box. " Yes, this is Detective Cates, myself and MS. Quartermaine are trapped on the elevator between the second and third floor." He paused listening to the answer. " How long do you think it'll will take?" " Thanks for nothing."
" What did they say?"
" They said an hour, maybe two." He hung up the phone, and brought the light over to his companion, she had taken the time settle herself on the floor looking quite comfortable. " Making yourself at home?"
" What can I say, I know how to adapt."
"Yeah." He dropped to the floor across from her, and handed her back the flashlight." It's a good idea to carry that, you must have been a good girl scout."
" No, I just have overprotective men in my life, you should have seen the stuff they brought me when I left for college, stun guns, tazers, stock in a Mace company, a membership to the NRA. "
" Well they just want to make sure you're safe, I mean after…" Jagger stopped and meets her eyes; the urge to bring up Zander Smith was tempting.
"Zander." Emily shook her head, and leaned against the wall." I know you read the file, so I know you know about him, going on say it."
" Say what?"
" Anytime someone finds out what happened, they want to ask or comment." " Going on finish your thought, after what happened with Zander. "
" Fine, I did read your file and I read his I also have heard some things around town." " And I'm looking at you, and trying to figure out how you could end up with something like Smith. "
" According to my shrink I'm starved for affection, but I like to think I saw the person that Zander could have been." " I mean I'm not suppose to be hear like this, my real mother was high school English teacher, by all accounts I should still be in some community college back in Arizona, but because my mother had cancer I was adopted by the Quartermaines I'm lawyer with a prestigious law firm in Upstate New York." " I looked at Zander and saw someone who had some bad breaks and made some mistakes, and I gave him another chance."
" Do you regret it?"
" I can't regret anything, if I hadn't meet Zander then I wouldn't have discovered how much I love the law, or how strong I could be on my own." " I wouldn't be here."
He nodded understanding, who knows what would have happened if his father hadn't run off or his mom hadn't died, he could have been anything, but he liked being a cop. " So basically Smith lucked out."
" What do you mean?"
Jagger moved closer, and ran a hand though his hair." I mean had he tried this on anyone else he would have gotten the chair, but he tried it on you, and got a beautiful loyal girlfriend out of it, he lucked out."
" You think I'm beautiful?"
Her eyes had turned dark brown at the question, she had taken her hair out of the French braid, and in the small shaft of light created by the flashlight, and she looked like a goddess. Of course telling her how good she really looked would get in him in trouble, but for the life of him he just didn't care. " Emily, you happen to be one of the most gorgeous women I have ever seen in my life, you put beautiful to shame."
" Thank You." He answer left her stunned, not even as a model had she been told something like that, no one except her mother Paige had told her anything close to it.
" No, thank you." He realized that they faces were only inches apart, but the gape was closing slowly but surely.
" For what?"
" You'll see." That said Jagger closed the distance between them, and let his lips settle over hers. He knew that he was in over his head, but at this exact moment he nothing, except kissing Emily.
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"MORON." Bathed in the moonlight, she gazed out at the sea. Emily Quartermaine would pay for her actions." She'll have to die."
Her manservant Alfred shivered at the tone, he knew it well. When Angel Sorel Ellis said someone was going to die, someone was going to end up dead.