~Complicated Ch.19~
I disclaim
*** Sorry for the lack of updates, this fic has been giving me problems ever since I put Lucky with Georgie, but a good friend (Tamara) gave me some great advice, and I back to writing.
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" Jason."
" Lucky."
The men stood only a foot apart, but it seemed like miles, from a distance they looked like mortal enemies, and in a sense they were. Jealousy and too many male hormones had long buried a once great friendship; the only thing that kept them civil was their love of Emily. The love that brought them to the deserted section of the park, during a time when most people where at work.
" Where's Emily, I've tried to call her but all I get is her voicemail. "
Jason rolled his eyes." She and JAGGER are at the Port Charles Hotel, I'm having someone sweep her place for bugs." His jaw was so tight, he was surprised, he could get the words out at all, and rolled his shoulders, as the intense dislike of Cates, passed through his body.
Lucky took it all in, and began laughing." Geez, you say his name like it's a cuss word, don't like your sister dating a cop?"
" I' don't' mind cops."
" Then why? You're usually are neutral."
" Jason hated him."
Lucky raised an eyebrow, and shook his head." You're speaking of yourself in the third person, now you need an ego drop man."
" Jason Quartermaine hated him." " And it wasn't just about some girl, there was a deeper hatred for this guy, and I'm going to trust that." The younger man nodded." But you don't like him either, so what's your reason?'
" He's not good enough for Emily."
" Neither are you." Again Lucky nodded, pleased that his point came across Jason went to the business at hand." Now tell me about his guy you saw outside their offices."
" He was average height, average wait, with brown hair, and a black suit, looked like an IRS agent."
" How do you know he wasn't a client or associate?"
" Because the he was leaving the offices, and they were closed for lunch, I was only there to see if Emily was in, and after I called you I checked, the office was locked up tight." " He means trouble, my Spencer senses were tingling."
Jason gave an audible groan. Spencer senses always meant trouble, and not the trouble the Spencer's talked about, after dealing with Carly, he knew for sure that there was trouble, but they would be twice as much when anyone with Spencer DNA got involved. " Cool it, it's probably just one Baldwin's' people."
" Why would Scott Baldwin have people on Emily?"
" Because he wants info on me and Sonny, he already tried to pressure Jagger into bugging Emily's apartment."
" I know people think you're brain dead, but how stupid would you be to tell Emily things about your work."
Jason merely shrugged, that was exactly what Baldwin probably thought." Well Baldwin's stupid, he's constantly adding one and one and get eight to ten."
:" So Jagger's on our side?"
" He told Emily, knowing she'd tell me, so maybe, but don't go thinking because of the we trust him." " I'm watching him, and one wrong move and …"
Lucky nodded, and clenched his fist." He'll need more then Emily to keep us from getting him."
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" Not to sound like a kept man, but shouldn't we be in a better room." Jagger fell back against the pillow, and checked out the room. It was nice, meeting the Port Charles Hotel standards, but it was definitely snug, and he would bet his entire salary that the 4 by 4 window gave a perfect view of the alley." Doesn't your family own this hotel?"
Emily took her eyes; off him look enough to try to answer his question. " Sorry we're undercover." She climbed on the bed and felt beside him, kissing his bare shoulder. " Usually I would have a suite, but to keep the family form ambushing me, I' here under an alias, we need to stay off Q radar."
" Undercover." Jagger pulled away slightly, and gave her an offended look." Are you ashamed of me?"
" God no, I 'm most definitely not ashamed of you, but I'm ashamed of my family or at least more then I think is normal."
" They can be that bad." The only member's he had really met where Alan and Monica, and the only time he saw them act of character was when Alan confronted him about Karen, but he was sure that was a rare occurrence. But he rethought it when Emily jumped back and began vigorously shaking her head.
" They tried to have Juan deported, they did have Zander arrested on several occasions." She stood, and began counting on her hand." My mother once bribed one of A.J. fiancée, just last year my father beat up of Skye's dates, A.J. has no qualms with filing false police reports, Skye actions really depend on her sobriety, and Grandfather…oh god… you can be sure that the only thing Grandfather won't do is the RIGHT thing." " The most dangerous thing for my family is information, once they have it, it's battlefield."
" But you're Grandmother knows."
" Please let's not get into that, I blushed through the entire conversation, besides Grandmother is different." " She supports me as long as I'm no hurting myself, she believes in true love, and free will." " The rest believe they know better, and use blackmail and manipulation to get their way."
" I think the last thing we need, is my family involved."
Jagger nodded, and tugged her arm until she fell back down beside him on the bed, rolling her under him, letting his lip hover inches from her." I think you're right." He was about to kiss her, when a loud and disturbing knocking began.
Knock knock" EMILY BOWEN-QUARTERMIANE, YOU OPEN THIS DOOR THIS INSTANT."
Emily felt her face grow red, as she let her head fall back against the bed, and let out a groan." You're kidding." Only Grandfather would track her down to a hotel, to badger her.
" Emily sweetie, open up please."
Jagger shot up, and looked back at her." Is that who I think it is?"
" You mean my father and Grandfather, then yeah." Emily threw on her robe, and motioned for him to be quiet." If we don't make a sound they might go away, and search some other rooms." She leans against the door, and is soon joined by Jagger, who was at least now wearing pants as they leaned against the door listening.
" Do you hear anything?"
" It's my mother." Emily looked through the peep hole, and gasped loud enough to blow their cover." They brought Ned."
" Who?"
" The gatekeeper." Emily tightened the belt on her robe, and ripped open the door." Okay everyone inside."
" EM." Jagger backed up against the wall, and made a run for his shirt only to run head first into Alan Quartermaine. " Hello Dr. Quartermaine how are you?"
Edward grabbed for his chest, and began pointing an accusing finger toward the bare-chested man." Who the devil are you?"
" Jagger Cates." Alan and Jagger spoke at the same time, Jagger gave the doctor a small smile, but was only glared at.
Emily shut the door loudly drawing everyone's attention back to her." What are you guys doing here?"
Monica came forward a tense smile etched on her face." We went by your loft, to see you, and you weren't there, so…"
" So you tracked me down, did it occur to anyone to leave a message?" Her parents and Grandfather just shrugged, and looked off at different spot of the room.
" I suggested that." Ned said from his seat at the small conference table." But I was told, to shut my traitorous mouth."
" Who cares how we came to be here, how did you young lady?" Edward motion toward the room, with disgust." Shacked up in some trashy hotel room, with this this… aging gigolo."
Jagger dragged on his shirt, and turned toward the old man." Sir this is your hotel."
Ned shook his head, looking at the other man sadly." Don't speak it only draws attention to you."
" Shut Up, Ned." Alan turns toward Jagger straitening to his full height, which he was pleased to notice was inches taller then the other man." I think my Father, has a good point, just what the hell are you doing in a hotel with my daughter, Cates?" The last name was said, with an explicit edge, and a hard poke to the chest.
" That's it." Emily stepped between her father and boyfriend, and glaring at each as she did so." There will be no male posturing," She turned to glare at her mother." No guilt trips," Finally narrowing her eyes as they fell on her grandfather." And you're not allowed to at all."
" Now just a minute young lady…"
" NO, this is my room, I'd paid for it, and no one but ME gets to talk." " You ALL are leaving." Jagger moved toward the bed, and she pulled him back, by his shirttail." Not you, them." " We will talk about this when and if, I want to, not before, the reason is simple, I am an adult and I'm no longer taking input on how to live my life." She winced at the shadow of hurt she saw pass through their eyes, but continued." I'm sorry if this is seems mean, but I'm not about to be pushed around anymore, buy anyone family included, and specifically." She walked toward the door, and opened it, they filed out quietly, but not without each giving Jagger an evil look, except for Ned, whose eye were lit with pride the entire time." I'll see you at brunch on Sunday." She ht the door on them and returned to Jagger's side, and kissed his cheek." Now where were we?"
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Down in the lobby the Quartermaines said their good byes, and went off in separate direction, Edward's was the back of his limo, where he picked up the phone, and called a number he had long since forgotten." Hello, its Edward, how are things."
" Edward, I'm doing good."
" Excellent, excellent." He rubbed, he chin as he gazed at the hotel thoughtfully." I was wondering when was the next time you were going to be around my neighborhood."
" Actually someone Carly Corinthos just called and asked if I wanted to come down."
" Really, I hope you will, Emily's been very vocal on the subject of missing you."
" It's must be fate, because I was just thinking of her."
" Then you'll come, I can have a suite made ready for you."
" Sure, I'll call your secretary with the dates."
" Excellent, I'll see you then Juan."