A/N: Hello from the other side...I'm back...sorry sorry sorry from the bottom of my heart for how long it's taken to get this posted.

To the guest reviewers, you know who you are, trust me when I say, that I will not give up on my stories. I know its takes longer than most to post, but I am working on them every day, ask MsWitsEnd...she will tell you ;D

Anyhow...on to why we're here, right? Right!

Disclaimer: I do not own Skins...

Chapter 6: A Little Complication

"Naomi, we need to talk."

It had been a couple of days before Effy could pin down her best friend for a chat, since whenever Naomi wasn't at the construction site, she was in the editing suite. As it was, Effy had to stalk the editing floor so she could catch Naomi.

"I don't have the time, Effs. I've got editing to do and then I've got to meet with Elysse for lunch." Naomi replied as she shouldered her way into the darkened editing room, carefully balancing her laptop and work bag along with a tray full of coffees.

Effy grimaced at the mention of Elysse. "It's important, Nai."

Naomi stopped just inside the door and turned toward Effy. "Does it have anything to do with the show? Has someone gotten hurt?" She asked point blank.

"No. It's about Elysse." Effy responded just as pointedly, ignoring the glare from Naomi.

"Jesus, not this again, Effy," Naomi growled out as she set her stuff on the table just inside the room. "You've made it clear as crystal that you can't stand my girlfriend, so what more could you possibly say?"

Effy sighed deeply as she slumped into one of the plush chairs around the table. She really had not be looking forward to this conversation, but she'd be fucked if she was going to let her best friend get hurt, so she took a deep breath and prepared to tell Naomi.

"She's cheating on you…or rather, she's cheating on her girlfriend…with you…it's a little confusing, the details are still a bit fuzzy." Effy stated, face as straight as could be, as she gauged the emotions running over Naomi's.

"Bullshit!" Naomi exclaimed, feeling a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach, because as much as Effy hated Elysse, she would never lie just to break them up. They had been friends for a long time and whilst they didn't always agree on everything, they had no problem with telling each other the truth. "What do you know?" Naomi asked, feeling herself deflate as she sat down for Effy's revelation.

Effy told her about running into the two women in the club and how she had confronted Elysse, talking to the girlfriend and finding out that she had been with Elysse for a while before Naomi had even entered the picture. It wasn't easy for the brunette at all, but it was something that had to be done, as she watched Naomi's face fall with every word.

"I'm sorry, Nai…I really am, and you know I'd never say this to hurt you." Effy said with a sigh as she finished.

Naomi tried to swallow back the lump that had formed in her throat. "I know, Effs…it's just…I wanted this to work, ya know?"

Effy hesitated for a split second, debating on whether to say what she thought or not, but then she remembered that this was Naomi and they had never hesitated with each other before. "I think you wanted it to work because of what happened with Emily-," Naomi groaned loudly, interrupting her and the blonde was about to deny it, but Effy quickly continued, "now hear me out, Nai!"

Naomi rolled her eyes and crossed her arms in front of her, as if she was trying to protect herself from whatever Effy might say, but she nodded curtly. "Fine, go on."

Effy took a deep breath to centre her thoughts. "Naomi, we've known each for a long, long time, yeah? And I'm not judging you, but I've seen you with your fair share of girls…one night stands, quickies in filthy club toilets, a few times I've caught you and some random up against an alley wall getting down and dirty," Effy smirked as she saw the sheepish look on her friend's face, "but something changed that night when you and Emily slept together and you know it. You wanted to see her again and Naomi, that had never happened before. So why don't we call this what it really is, yeah?"

"And what is it?"

Effy could only shake her head, because if there was one thing that Naomi was good at, it was denial. "Nai, you told me how much you liked Emily, how you felt something with her, you can't say that you didn't," she paused to see if the blonde would deny it, but when Naomi's cheeks turned a slight shade of pink, Effy knew that she almost had her convinced, "and you latched onto Elysse in a moment of insecurity after seeing Emily with her girlfriend in Bristol. But this isn't you, Nai…she's not right for you and you know that, I know that you know that. Elysse is not good enough for you and I don't think she's the one for you."

Naomi considered Effy's words, thinking how she was right, as usual. "But I wanted her to be."

"No, Nai…you want Emily to be the one." Effy told her with a sad smile. After all, she knew the truth behind Emily's relationship. Naomi didn't and until she did, it was only going to cause friction between the two women. But it wasn't Effy's place to tell her, it was Emily's.

Naomi couldn't help the tears that started to fall. Effy wrapped her arms around her and held her whilst she cried. Thankfully, they were still alone in the editing suite, so Effy let Naomi cry herself dry.

Naomi did her best to get her mind on work after Effy left her alone with her thoughts. She knew deep down that Effy was right, but that didn't make anything any easier. She had decided to keep the lunch date with Elysse and ask her about the other girl, so when she was finished editing for the day, she gathered her stuff and headed out of the studio.

She walked along the pavement, keeping her head down and letting her mind run off on its own. Yes, she was very attracted to Emily. Naomi couldn't help that, she was only human after all, but that didn't change the fact that Emily had cheated on her girlfriend with her, and for some reason, that just wasn't sitting well with Naomi. And it rankled, it really did, the fact that Emily's girlfriend would be arriving in London soon, but there was nothing that she could do about that.

'Nope! Not going there, Nai!' She thought to herself, because knew she was going to have a hard enough time dealing with Elysse without having to add Emily's girlfriend into the mix.

So lost in thought, Naomi was, that she didn't hear her name being shouted out until she had reached the café where she was to meet with Elysse.

"You're late!" Elysse admonished her as she wrapped the blonde into a hug, ignoring the way that Naomi stiffened at the touch. "I've been texting you for the past half hour, baby. Where've you been?"

Naomi pulled herself from Elysse's grasp and sent her a tight-lipped smile. "Working." She responded dully as she reached the door, opened it and stepped inside, not even bothering to see if the other girl was following, as she found a table and sat down.

Elysse felt her heart speed up as she finally twigged to Naomi's distant behaviour. "Is something wrong, baby?" She asked as she take a seat across from Naomi.

"Do you remember my name?" Naomi asked abruptly, just as the waitress stepped over to take their order, not even caring that the young girl gave them both an embarrassed look.

Elysse laughed nervously as the waitress said muttered about coming back and tried to wipe the guilty look off her face. "What kind of question is that?" She asked, trying to sound angry.

Naomi cocked her head and studied the girl before her. "It's a legitimate question, Elysse, because you haven't actually called me by my name in weeks…," she trailed off as if she was deep in thought, causing Elysse to squirm in her seat, "so I'm wondering if you've forgotten it or if it's to make sure that you don't use the wrong name?"

"How can you even ask me that? Don't you trust me?" Elysse knew that Effy had told Naomi about her other girlfriend, but she so desperately wanted to keep ahold of Naomi, because Naomi was going places in life. She had goals and was on the verge of becoming the next big thing in entertainment. "Naomi…baby," Elysse made sure to emphasis her name, " listen…I don't know what's gotten into you, but-,"

"Enough, Elysse…," Naomi cut her off mid-plea, sick that she had given weeks of her life and her body to the woman sitting in front of her, "I'm done. We're over, as of now, because you know what? I deserve better than a lying slag!"

"How dare you-,"

"Did you honestly think that Effy wouldn't tell me?" Naomi cut her off again, as she stood up. "How did you expect me not to find out eventually? You know what, never mind…I'm late for work." Naomi walked away, confused about what she was feeling.

"This is because of her, isn't it?" Elysse wasn't about to let go without a fight, and so she stood up and followed Naomi out of the café. She smirked as she watched the blonde stiffen up. "You think I don't know about your fascination with the little redhead… Emily, is it? You must have thought I was such an idiot."

"What are you on about?" Naomi asked incredulously, rolling her eyes at the thought that Elysse could know.

Elysse started laughing then, a deep laugh that brought tears to her eyes. "You think I'm so stupid that I wouldn't notice how you watch her? It's true," she went on as Naomi tried to deny it, "and let's not forget how vocal you are about her!"

"I can't stand her!"

Elysse shook her head and sneered. "What's that saying about protesting too much? I mean, let's face it, Nai, you're a shit actress. So, you can stand there and pretend all you want, but you're not fooling anyone."

"Whatever." Naomi scoffed and turned to leave, but Elysse had one more dig up her sleeve.

"You know what the biggest clue is, baby?" Elysse called out, the sarcasm dripping of the last word. "I've seen her t-shirt that you keep hidden away in your dresser drawer." That effectively stopped Naomi in her tracks, causing the other girl to smirk in triumph. "Have you even washed that thing? Or do you pathetically pull it out and smell it, like a fucking loser stalker?"

"You went through my things?" Naomi roared, rage ripping through her at the thought of anyone else touching that hidden treasure. She took a few steps and got right in Elysse's face. "Who gave you the right to go through my shit?"

"I was your fucking girlfriend, that gave me the right!" Elysse shouted back as her eyes blazed with anger. "It's a good thing I found it too, it was really stinking up the drawer." She stated and watched the colour drain from Naomi's face.

"What did you do, Elysse?" Naomi asked as dread filled her, because whilst she hadn't pulled it out in a week or two, she had been oddly comforted knowing that the shirt was there.

Elysse threw her a sneer and turned. "Run along, baby. We're over, so I really don't have to tell you fuck all anymore, not that I really did in the first place!" She spat back over her shoulder as she sauntered away.

Naomi glared at Elysse, until she turned a corner and was out of sight, but the urge to run home was extremely strong but she was due at the site in thirty minutes and she didn't want to be late.

"Fuck!" She muttered under her breath, making the decision to head over to the site. Naomi hoped that Emily's T-shirt was where she left it as she made her way back to the studio to get her car. "This is gonna be a long afternoon."

Emily was working on autopilot, dreading the end of the week. She had been able to put Georgina off for as long as she could, but the other woman was overly insistent on coming to London and Emily just didn't have the strength to fight with her about it. The whole thing had started a major row between her and Georgie, and then again with her and Katie, ending up with both Freddie and Cook being disappointed, but fuck it! She couldn't please everyone.

"Miss Fitch," she was interrupted from her thoughts by a production hand, "I've got a delivery around the front, they need a signature and the other Miss Fitch left a bit ago."

"Fucking typical!" Emily muttered under her breath, as she followed the young kid.

It never failed, whenever there was major work to be done, Katie always seemed to disappear, Emily thought bitterly as she signed the receipt and instructed the guy where to unload. There was no sign of Naomi, and Effy had seemed to be hiding as well. The two constant reminders that she was actually on a television show had been JJ and Thomo.

"Emily, I got you a sandwich." JJ spoke as he came up behind her, making her jump.

"Fucking hell, Jay!"

JJ giggled, actually giggled, as he blushed. "Sorry, I thought you heard me." He handed her a bag, containing the offered sandwich, knowing that if left on her own, Emily wouldn't eat at all. "Here, there's crisps in there, as well as a chocolate biscuit."

Emily waited until her heart rate slowed down and then took the bag. "Thanks, JJ."

She smiled the first real smile of the day as she studied the young man next to her as they sat on a pile of lumber. She liked JJ. She felt oddly comforted in his presence, and in doing so, she had opened up a little with him after he had explained to her about his Asperger's. They had formed a friendship since the beginning of the shoot and Emily cherished it.

The two of them sat and ate and went over plans for the show, when they heard a screech from the front of the house, followed by the slamming of a car door. Emily gave a JJ a look and he merely shrugged in response, but then they heard Naomi barking orders to her crew and JJ watched as Emily shrank in fear.

"What the actual fuck! Is everyone slagging off work today?"

JJ scooted closer to Emily, as Naomi's question echoed in the garden, and tried to lessen the sting. "Calm down, Nai," JJ said nonchalantly, used to dealing with Naomi when she's in a mood, "We've taken lunch, yeah?"

When JJ first started working for the Stonem Group, and especially with Naomi, he was a very skittish young man. Having dealt with Asperger's and a horrible case of social anxiety during his teenage years had made him that way. But Naomi had helped draw him out of his shell, teaching him how to have the confidence he needed to have in order to work with her, and letting him know that is was okay, encouraged in fact, for him to speak his mind. And he could always spot someone with anxiety, and he spotted it now in Emily as she continued to shake next to him.

Naomi seemed to accept what JJ had said, but the glare intensified as blue eyes stared at Emily. "Where the fuck is everyone else? Don't we have a schedule to stick to?" She snapped, but immediately felt a little guilty as Emily seemed to shrink further down, as if she was trying to roll herself into a ball to hide, but she didn't have the energy to stop herself. She was too angry at Elysse and too worried about a fucking shirt to care that she was scaring the piss out of one of the stars of the show.

"Nai, relax…it's almost time for everyone to head back, we'll still be on schedule and then we'll go home when we're done, yeah?" JJ smirked at her, knowing exactly how to keep her grounded when she was about to blow.

'Leave it to JJ to defuse the situation!' Naomi thought as he smiled at her.

"Fine! Whatever…," Naomi stated like a petulant child, "how have things been going so far, Emily?"

Emily's eyes snapped up and locked onto blue ones that seemed to be boring into her and she swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat. "Um…yeah…it's, uh…yeah, it's good. We're right on track to complete this weekend." She stammered out and internally cursed herself, because she felt herself blush.

Naomi narrowed her gaze, trying to decipher the tone, but knew she couldn't mentally deal with figuring Emily out now. Dealing with Elysse had brought up feelings and thoughts Naomi knew she needed to keep locked down.

"Okay, that's great." Naomi responded as she dug through her rucksack, digging out her calendar, making notes. "That means we start the next house on Monday…," she trailed off deep in thought as the idea that had been floating through her mind since her mum came home. "Emily, are you and Katie available this evening for a meeting? There's something I want to discuss with you guys and Effy, so I'm thinking drinks and dinner?"

Emily blinked rapidly, taken back by the question, shook her head. "I'm pretty sure we're both free. What time?" She asked quietly.

"I'm thinking right after we're done here for the day? We can head over after work, yeah?" Naomi told her, distracted by her thoughts and the schedule in front of her.

Emily agreed with a shy smile and JJ winked at her as they went back to eating their sandwiches, whilst Naomi headed off to do whatever she did during scheduled downtime. After another twenty minutes, Katie and Cook strolled back, followed by Freddie, Thomo and Effy.

They worked for another six hours, and Emily felt a certain sense of pride at the work they were doing. When they finished for the evening, Emily told Katie about the meeting that Naomi wanted and so they followed her and Effy across town to a small café, that sat back out of the way and as Emily glanced into the window, it looked deserted, except for an older woman sitting at a table alone.

When the bell above the door rang, the older woman looked up and smiled. "Effy, my love!"

Effy looked surprised, which was odd. Effy didn't do surprised. She only did mysterious and that was usually enough to throw anyone off balance. But seeing the shock on her face caused Katie and Emily to exchange confused glances

"Gina! Oh, my god, I've missed you!" Effy ran into the woman's outstretched arms and hugged her.

"And I've missed you too."

Effy pulled away from Gina and tried to compose herself, but knew it was no use when she saw Naomi, Katie and Emily smirking at her. "What are you doing here?" She asked the older woman, but glanced back at Naomi for the answer.

"That's what I wanted to talk to guys about." Naomi said from behind them. "Katie, Emily…this is my mum, Gina. Mum, Katie and Emily Fitch." She smiled as she made the introductions.

"It's an absolute pleasure to meet the both of you. Naomi's told me so much about you and the show." Gina beamed at the girls, very aware of the blush spreading across her daughter's face. "Shall we sit?" She gestured to the table behind her.

They took a seat and ordered a round of drinks when the young waiter came and waited to be served before Naomi started.

"So, what did you want to discuss, Naomi?" Katie finally asked, bringing Effy and Gina's quiet conversation to a halt and all at once, Naomi was in the spotlight.

"So, you know how Emily oversees the project and Katie, you're in charge of design, but you don't have anyone to help with that?" Naomi rushed the words out, nervous that Katie will shoot down her idea.

Katie narrowed her gaze before answering skeptically, unsure of where Naomi was going with this. "Yeah, so?" She responded as she took a sip of her drink.

Naomi squirmed. "What I mean is, Emily has Cook and Freddie, but you are basically working alone, yeah?" she quickly clarified, earning a nod from the older twin. "Well, I was thinking that you could hire my mum. She would be an incredible asset to you, I think."

Gina chuckled, as the twins looked back and forth between each other and Naomi, as if they weren't entirely sure that they'd heard correctly. "Naomi doesn't want me moping around her flat, do ya, love?"

The blush came back, as embarrassment flooded through her. "That's not quite true, Mum." Naomi insisted. "I may have overheard you talking to Aunt Maureen the other night on the phone, telling her how you didn't want to be a burden on me. I figured that this would be a perfect solution."

Effy giggled at the way Naomi seemed to morph into a petulant child, which sent Emily and Katie into their own giggles. Gina smiled and winked at them before turning to Naomi. "Eavesdropped sounds like it, but true," Gina stated with affection, "I do feel like a burden, but only occasionally." She said, before looking back to Katie. "I have experience as a personal assistant. I worked for a properties management company until my late husband and I moved to Ireland."

"I don't know...," Katie said quietly, thinking about it, "I've always worked by myself."

"Think about it, Kay? This is a much bigger project than you're used to." Effy pointed out and Katie nodded her agreement.

The waiter walked back over to take their food order and the topic was paused whilst they all scanned their menus. Once they finished ordering, Katie got back to the topic at hand.

"It would help me, having an assistant." She commented, thinking about it.

Emily spoke up for the first time since they sat down. "I don't know, Kay...," She drew everyone's attention, before quickly continuing, "what I mean is, Katie can be quite stroppy at times and almost certainly a little madam." She finished with a giggle as she saw Katie blush.

"Shut up, Emily!" Katie muttered, as Effy and Naomi smirked at each other. "That's so not true!" Katie assured everyone.

Gina chuckled, as the sisters bickered back and forth, sighing deeply over the missed opportunity to give Naomi a sibling. "Oh, trust me...," She said loud enough to get everyone's attention, "I've dealt with Naomi as a teenager, so I think I can handle anything Katie might throw at me." The table exploded with giggles as the waiter started bringing their food round and they decided to wait until after eating to continue the discussion.

For the next few hours, Gina was charmed by Emily and Katie, and she learnt about the family business, about Cook and Freddie and their dad. And though neither Katie nor Emily said anything, Gina gleaned a bit of information about their mother. She had to admit that she was very impressed by the twins as she heard about all the charity work they'd done and managed to go to Uni as well. Gina also noticed the way her daughter would steal glances at the redhead, and when she thought no one was looking, Emily would do the same, but neither of them would so much as speak to the other, and the underlying tension was noticeable to everyone else at the table.

'This should prove to be very interesting.' Gina thought to herself, as she sipped her tea and watched them closely.

When they were finished, Naomi cleared her throat. "What do you think, Katie?"

Katie heard the apprehension in Naomi's voice and gave it a final thought, before answering. "Well, it would be a huge help, because let's face it, this is a much bigger project than I'm used to, so...why not." Katie stated smiling at Gina and Naomi, but then turned serious again. "I will say this now, I swear...a lot! I don't want you to be offended."

Gina laughed out loud at that. "Love, have you been around Naomi and Effy? If you have, I'm sure you know that they both have a mouth like an old salty sea dog on a two day leave in a Parisian brothel! I'm sure I can handle whatever profanities you might come up with!" She stated through her laughter as tears of merriment rolled down her face. Naomi's face turned red as Emily, Katie and Effy joined in the laughter.

"My mum, ladies...I'm so proud of her!" Naomi muttered in embarrassment. She looked at Katie and Emily. "Don't you wish you had a mum like her?" Gina laughed harder and neither her nor Naomi saw the look of sadness that passed between the twins.

But Effy saw it and a felt pang of regret that they didn't have a mother like Gina. It's not something that either of them talked about much, but Katie did tell Effy one night whilst they were having a couple drinks after work. But she was almost certain that Naomi knew nothing about them losing their mum at an early age, so she decided to try and lighten the mood.

She signaled for the bill and smiled at the rest of them. "Alright, we're going dancing!" Effy stated, smirking at them.

"You girls go ahead." Gina said, grabbing her purse and jacket. "I've got a date with the telly and no desire to dance. But you go and have fun." She slipped her jacket on and turned to Naomi who stood up with her. "I'll see you tomorrow, love."

Naomi walked Gina out, as the others gathered their things and wished her a good night, then watched as her mum walked down the street. She was lost in thought until she heard Effy behind her.

"Alright, let's do this!" Effy smirked. "Naomi's got some celebrating to do, don't ya, Nai?"

Naomi's face turned a shade of pink, as she glared at her best friend. "Shut up, Effs!" She grumbled as Katie and Emily watched, confused.

Effy laughed as she looped her arm through Katie's. "C'mon, Nai...it's not every day you break up with the biggest slag in all of London!" She clarified for the twins as Katie sniggered and Emily gasped quietly. "We need to mark the occasion and I think dancing and drinks fits the bill!" Her and Katie started walking, leaving Naomi and Emily standing there in front of the café.

After a few tense seconds, Emily cleared her throat and tried to calm her racing heart. "I'm sorry about your girlfriend." She said quietly, seeming to shrink into herself under Naomi's icy stare.

Naomi sighed loudly as the quick burst of anger toward Emily faded. "Don't be." She stated dryly. "It was bound to happen, wasn't it?" She asked rhetorically, as she watched Katie and Effy turn the corner. "C'mon, let's go. I could use a drink."

Emily merely nodded and followed the taller girl as she started walking in the same direction as the other two. She pushed down her emotions as fear and excitement warred with each other over the knowledge that Naomi was now single.

'Not that it matters, you dozy cow!' The small voice in her head shouted at Emily. 'Naomi's single, but you are not!'

Emily's shoulders fell as she now had to deal with the rushing sadness of the truth, as Georgia's visit loomed over her head like a dark cloud of doom.

The bass of the music could be felt as the girls took up space on the dance floor, claiming it as their own. Effy and Katie drew attention to themselves as they danced, grinding against each other, much to the delight of the male population inside the club. Naomi watched in fascination as a couple of the braver ones worked their way over to them, and then laughed as the girls broke apart and danced away with the guys. It never failed to amaze Naomi the power that Effy had over the men of the world, and it looked as if Katie had almost the same effect.

She shook her head as she turned, hoping to find Emily standing there, but was disappointed when she found herself alone on the dance floor. Naomi sighed and decided that another drink was in order, so she headed toward the bar, intent on getting another pint and a couple of shots. While she waited for the bartender to bring her order, a flash of red caught her attention and she turned to find Emily standing against the back wall, hair plastered to her face, taking deep breaths and sipping from a bottle of water.

Naomi was staggered by the sheer beauty of the younger twin, as the strobe lights shot random bursts of light across her face and Naomi realised that the anger she had been carrying around with her for the past month was pointless.

She wanted Emily. Plain and simple.

And that revelation rocked Naomi to her very core as she felt a pleasant tingle shoot throughout her body. She was brought out of her thoughts as the bartender placed her order in front of her. Naomi thanked him, picking up the first shot and watched Emily over the rim as she necked it, followed closely by the second shot, before picking up her pint, intent on taking it back to their table. But the look on Emily's face stopped her in her tracks.

The redhead looked broken. It was a look Naomi had never noticed before, but that wasn't saying a lot. She didn't have the best track record for being intuitive when it came to emotions, but it was clear to her just then. Emily was in pain and that made Naomi's heart hurt. She wanted to wipe that pain away, somehow, but she stood still, frozen in indecision as she continued to stare at Emily across the club.

Naomi didn't know how long she had been standing there, but she knew when Emily started staring back. She could feel the hairs on the back of her neck stand up as Emily's gaze felt like a caress. When the twin pushed herself away from the wall, Naomi thought for sure that she would come to her, but she didn't.

Emily shook her head and turned into the crowd, causing Naomi to lose sight of her and she panicked. She quickly drank her pint, setting the empty glass on the tray of a passing waitress, and she took off in pursuit of Emily.

It took her roughly thirty minutes to search the club, and she came up empty. Naomi even stepped outside and checked the smoking area, hoping that Emily would be there, but she found nothing.

She took a minute to gather her thoughts, pulling out her pack of cigarettes and quickly lighting up and inhaling deeply, feeling the rush of nicotine but her system.

"Where the fuck could she be?" Naomi asked herself, trying to remember if she checked everywhere inside. She was halfway through her smoke when she realised she hadn't checked the loo.

She quickly took one last hit and threw the butt away as she turned to head back inside, carefully keeping her eyes open as she walked through the club toward the bathrooms. She stood in line, thankfully it was short, and waited impatiently.

'I'm such a loser.' Emily berated herself as she sat in the dingy cubicle, feeling pathetic.

She had to get away from the piercing gaze of Naomi, so she had been hiding for almost an hour in the loo, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill at any moment. It had been getting harder to control herself around the blonde the longer the night wore on and the more she drank.

Emily had been fighting the urge to just touch Naomi, as memories of their night together rushed through her mind, but that little voice inside her head kept telling her that Naomi was dangerous for about a million reasons. And then there was the added complication of Georgina, who would most likely be showing up tomorrow.

"Hurry the fuck up in there!"

Emily heard an angry voice shout, but she didn't budge. There were five other cubicles in the room. "Fuck off!" She responded back, growling the words, which caused the unknown girl to slap the door and stalk off.

She debated leaving the club altogether, but she knew that Katie wasn't quite ready to leave yet and if she took off, her sister would worry and possibly tell their dad that Emily wasn't doing okay. And she did not want that. It was bad enough that he had seem to be hovering after the hand incident, even though she told him that she was fine. No, Emily did not want to give him anything else to worry about.

Emily heard the rush of sound from the club, indicating that someone had either come in or left the bathroom, and then there was silence, which was odd. She was about to get up and leave when she heard footsteps head toward her cubicle and she braced herself for another shout, but all she got was a quiet tapping on the door.

"Someone's in here."

"Ems...open the door, please?"

Naomi's voice floated through the room, causing Emily to panic even more. "I can't."

Naomi heard the apprehension in Emily's voice. "Ems, please? We need to talk." She stated gently, not wanting to spook the girl any more than she already seemed to be.

Emily gave it a few minutes, debating her options, but realised that Naomi was right.

The click of the lock was loud in the quiet room, as Emily unlocked the door and opened it to find Naomi leaning against the wall, arms folded in front of her, eyes blazing, but without the usual anger that had been a constant for the past few weeks. That alone caused Emily to blink as she tried, and failed, to decipher the look.

"Where'd did everyone go?" Emily asked, as she noticed it was only her and Naomi.

Naomi smirked as she shrugged her shoulder, then cocked her head to side. "I kicked them out." She stated simply, as if it was no big deal. "There's another restroom on the other side of the club, so fuck 'em."

Emily almost chuckled but caught herself as she remembered their situation. "Look, Naomi...I've been doing what you asked, yeah? I've been giving you space, alright?" She said as she kept her gaze down, not meeting those hypnotic eyes. "I fucked up, I know I did, and I'm sorry."

"I don't want your apologies, Emily." Naomi replied, harsher than she meant to, but she couldn't take it back.

Emily's head snapped up and her brown eyes locked onto Naomi's. "What do you want from me?" Emily pleaded, the tears she'd been holding back, finally coming to the surface. "If you could let me know what you want, that would be helpful. Because I can't even begin to fathom what to do...I can't handle...I'm not able to deal with t-this!"

Naomi stared in fascination, as Emily became passionate for the first time since that weekend in Bristol. "I want to know who you are."

Emily looked confused. "Why? You hate me, Naoms! Why do you want to "know who I am"?" She asked exasperated, making air quotes with her fingers. "You've made it clear that you want nothing to do with me other than the work we do on the show, so I've respected that!"

Naomi took a moment to think over what Emily had said, and she was right. She had behaved like a bitch toward the younger twin, but was now the time to tell her the truth?

"I don't hate you, Emily," she replied, smiling as Emily scoffed and rolled her eyes, but Naomi continued, "I'll admit I was angry, very angry in fact, because for the first time in my life, I met this amazing, beautiful woman, who was intelligent, funny and simply sexy...someone who I could see myself spending more than a few hours with...," Naomi blushed with that admission, as Emily's eyes widened in surprise, "only to find out, that after spending an incredible night with this person, she had a girlfriend...which, normally wouldn't matter, because it's not like I have the cleanest history, but it did matter. It mattered more than I'd like to admit."

Emily had to sit back down at this sudden turn of events. She was honestly floored by what Naomi was saying to her and she was having a tough time processing it. She was on the verge of an emotional breakdown, but she needed to find out exactly what Naomi was thinking.

"What are saying, Naomi?" Emily asked as she stood up, shaking her head as if she could clear up her thoughts that way.

Naomi took a small step toward Emily. "I'm not sorry about Elysse," and then quickly clarified when she saw hurt flash through Emily's eyes, "about breaking up with her, I mean. I knew that it was never going to last, but then again, I wasn't looking for that with her, no matter how much I was trying to fool myself into thinking otherwise. She was a distraction from the hurt and anger I was feeling...I slept with her to spite you for having that kind of hold on me."

Emily stood up at Naomi's explanation. "So, it's my fault you ended up with her?" Anger was pushing its way to the front of Emily's emotions.

Naomi smirked at her. "In a way, yes."

"How dare you?" Emily refused to be Naomi's scapegoat, and got right in the blonde's face.

"There's the Emily I met two months ago." Naomi stated with a wide smile, excited to see the ballsy Emily she slept with. "I've been wondering where she had disappeared to."

Emily's anger drained out of her, suddenly tired. "What do you want from me, Naomi?" She pleaded with the blonde again, weary of a confrontation, but knowing she would be unable to avoid one if it occurred. "Seriously, what do you want?"

"I want you, Ems."

Naomi couldn't hold herself back any longer and took hold of Emily, spinning her around so the redhead was pinned against the wall and fused their lips together. She felt the need to stake her claim on Emily and in that moment, she didn't give a fuck if someone else was there first.

Emily gasped into Naomi's mouth, shocked that she had made a move after weeks of being shut out, but the surprise didn't last long as Emily started to kiss back.

It was an attack of tongues and lips as each of them tried to gain control. As Naomi palmed her right breast, Emily reached up and tangled her fingers into blonde hair, reveling in the feelings that washed over her as Naomi's leg slide between her legs coming into contact with her aching centre. Naomi moaned as Emily started to grind herself against on her leg and she wrapped her arm around the red head to pull her closer.

The need for oxygen was real and they pulled away from each other reluctantly, keeping their eyes locked on each other.

"Fuuuuck...," Emily moaned, the huskiness of her voice causing ripples of pleasure to burst in Naomi's stomach and spread throughout her whole body.

Naomi couldn't wait any longer. It had been far too long since she'd had the taste of Emily on her tongue, and the memory wasn't enough anymore. As she knelt in front of the redhead, her intention was to remedy that as soon as possible as she reached for the button on Emily's jeans, but was interrupted by a loud pounding on the main door, followed by a man's voice.

"WHO'S IN THERE!" A brief pause and then, "I'M COMING IN!"

Naomi's hands froze, as Emily's fingers dug into her shoulders, as they heard the lock clicking on the door and the rush of noise from the club, breaking their little bubble. Naomi scrambled to her feet, frustrated at the disruption, but pushed it down when she saw the look of pure fear on Emily's face.

She reached out, taking Emily's face in her hands, gently stroking her cheeks with her thumbs. "It's alright, Ems." Naomi whispered into Emily's ear, before placing a soft kiss on her lips. "We probably shouldn't be doing this here, now, anyway, but I was serious...," she trailed off as her words sunk in, by the brief flash of hope she saw flare into Emily's eyes, "I want you, yeah? And I'm sure it's safe to say that want me, even if just little bit, so how about we take it a step at a time?"

Emily was so confused at the moment. After weeks of glares and sneers and silence, this complete turnaround from the blonde was doing her head in. Was this some sort of joke? Was this Naomi's way of getting back her? Emily felt her heart pound and her stomach drop, as the thought that Naomi was just that cruel entered her mind, and she knew that she had to protect herself.

She was about to respond to Naomi, but couldn't as the man finally worked his way to the cubicle they were in and started knocking insistently.

"Alright, alright! Hold on to your vagina!" Naomi snapped at him and gave one last look to make sure they were both presentable, before unlocking the door and opening it, coming face to face with the bartender from earlier. "Sorry, mate...my friend was sick."

He merely glared at the two girls, not buying Naomi's story. "Yeah right, how about you two get a fucking room, yeah?" He gestured toward the door with his thumb. "Let's go ladies."

They walked out of the loo with the bartender following them, greeted by club-goers, who started whistling and catcalling them, causing Naomi the smirk and Emily to blush. Explaining things to Katie and Effy, who had been waiting in the queue, would've been trickier, so Naomi nor Emily even bothered to try.

Soon after, the four of them left and decided to call it a night knowing that work was waiting for them in the morning. Emily was sitting in the back of a taxi, not really listening to Katie talk about the seriously fit bloke she chatted up earlier and danced most of the night with. It was hard to pay attention to her sister when she could t stop thinking about Naomi and what had happened between them. She was jolted out of her musings when her mobile started vibrating against her leg.

She pulled it out of her pocket and glanced at the screen. 'Fuck!' She thought to herself as she saw twenty missed calls and five texts from Georgina, but it was the single text, just received, that really caught her attention.

i know you're scared, ems. i saw it in your eyes, and i wanna know the reason for it. i understand that things won't be simple, but a little complication never hurt, right?

Emily read the text and sighed. She decided to chalk it up to the alcohol that Naomi had earlier, until another text popped up a few seconds later.

it wasn't the alcohol talking. i want you! XOXO

Emily groaned and leant her head against the window. This could quickly turn into a mess and she didn't know what to do. Naomi's text glared up at her, mocking her, waiting for a reply. She could only think of one word and typed it in, sighing as she pressed the send button.

why?

Naomi had just unlocked the door when Emily's text came through. She stared at the single worded question and gave it some thought, but she honestly didn't have an answer just yet, so she let it go for now.

She quietly made her way into her room, Elysse's words flashing in her mind like a neon sign, and so she opened her bottom dresser drawer and rummaged through it. Naomi started to panic when she couldn't find what she was looking for, so she pulled the drawer completely out and tip it over, her undergarments spilling everywhere and she started tossing her knickers and bras behind her, until she finally found what she was looking for.

Naomi was so relieved, that she cried tears. In her hands was Naomi's only physical link to the night she shared with Emily, and after Elysse's digs earlier, Naomi thought for sure she had lost it. She held Emily's Fitch Construction t-shirt up to her nose and inhaled deeply, catching the very faint smell of Emily. Naomi knew it was bound to happen eventually, the scent was always going to fade away but maybe now, just maybe, she'd have the chance to get it back.

She sighed deeply, thinking about Emily's waiting text and knew she was on the verge of being pathetic. Naomi knew exactly why she wanted Emily, no matter what, but she also knew that she couldn't exactly say it out loud for fear of scaring the other girl off. Emily Fitch was a touchy creature, Naomi had learnt that over the last couple of months, their night in London and dancing in Bristol being the odd moments.

That's not saying that those two occasions were out of character for Emily, Naomi knew that when you had that much passion, that wasn't just for show. No, there was something else that made Emily skittish, something had to have happened to her to make her the way she was, and Naomi was dying to find out and bring out the real Emily.

She stripped down to her bare skin, grabbed her mobile and slide into bed, letting herself decompress after the long and then stared at the screen, thinking about how to reply. It seemed to take hours, and she had typed and erased so many times, that she was about to say fuck it, but then she finally decided to go with plain and simple. So with a smile, she typed.

because ;) XOXO

Satisfied, Naomi hit send and fell asleep with thoughts of Emily in her head.

Alright guys...another chapter down. And again, I apologise for the delays with my stories, but real life really does stick its nose in sometimes...

Anyways, let me know what you think. Love it? Hate it?

Lots of love,

Marsupial