Deidara woke up when he felt Emmie sit up suddenly. "Hey, you ok?" he asked. "Hmm? Yeah, I had a weird dream," she replied and laid back down. "What was it about?'' he prodded. When she didn't reply, he answered himself, "It was about me right? Admit it, you had a wet dream about me."
"It was about Kabuto."
Silence reigned and his previous good mood deserted him. Even after having sex with him, she was still thinking about that man? What did he have that made her unable to put him out of her mind? And what did Deidara lack?
Emmie turned away from him and explained to the wall. "I was married to him and I was standing on the street for some reason. I was feeling so empty and then I saw you walking in front of me. You were with some woman but you looked so happy. I was regretting everything when I woke up." Deidara took a moment to absorb that. "Well, lucky it was just a dumb dream. I never would've been that happy without you," he murmured.
Deidara felt the bed shift as Emmie curled into herself. He heard her whisper, "I'm calling off the wedding." He smiled jubilantly in the dark and hesitantly looped an arm around her waist, then pulled her to him. "Don't change your mind now. You've got my hopes way, way up." That wrenched an unwilling laugh out of her.
In the morning, Deidara woke still spooning Emmie. He stroked her bare waist admiring the way his thumb glided over her ribs. Emmie turned to him, "No fooling around, we need to see what that guy wrote." In a no nonsense sort of way, Emmie hopped off the bed, ignoring his appreciative gaze and headed to the bathroom.
Soon, they were staring at the short note over coffee. "Isn't that….?" Deidara started. Emmie nodded, her lips held tightly in a grim line. "Yeah, that's my brother's office. The executive conference room." He grabbed her hand, letting her compose herself. "Ok, so the hit was internal. We just need to see who was using that conference room at this time." Emmie said calmly.
With a plan in motion, they headed downtown, a fashionable socialite and a too cool grunge artist. Emmie wore a Gucci tee tucked in a tight navy tweed mini sailor skirt and sky high white heels that emphasized her round ass and shapely calves. Deidara followed, hands in his beat up bomber jacket and old destroyed jeans, eyeing the pleasing arc of her ass through his aviators. Appreciative whistles from construction workers earned his icy stare while Emmie marched forwards with her nose in the air.
At her brother's building, Emmie went straight for the security office. Opening the door with a loud crash, the solo inhabitant jumped with shock. "Kakashi, I need you to pull up video for the executive conference room at this date," she commanded imperiously.
"Hello to you too Emiliana. Could I get a please before you start snapping orders?" The silver haired man yawned and swiveled his chair to meet her. Emmie's heeled foot slammed down between Kakashi's spread legs, narrowly missing his dick. "Video now. Don't be cute with me," she said dangerously. Deidara backed away slowly. Emmie seemed ready to tear this man's throat out.
Kakashi, realizing the danger he was in nodded quickly, He turned to the computer and entered a series of code into the screen. After a couple of seconds, he frowned. "Look, don't get mad at me but the video of the conference at that time and date is gone."
Uncomprehending, Emmie glared at him. "Gone? No way, every conference is recorded and the only person with authority to wipe things is Antonio. According to this date, he was in India!" Kakashi shrugged, "But the video is gone. It's scrubbed, but I can tell you who reserved the room."
"Who?" Deidara cut in. Kakashi looked at him with interest, "Who's this now? Does Kabuto know about him?" Emmie leaned in threateningly, "You tell Kabuto, I'll tell Gai Lee that you want to challenge him to a marathon and I won't get you the signed Icha Icha Paradise pre-release." Kakashi blanched, "No! Not my book, you know the last one ended on a cliffhanger! Fine, Tayuya is the one who reserved the room."
Stepping back in confusion, Emmie gasped, "Tayuya, Antonio's fiance? No, she has no business here! She works in genetics, why would she have something to do with computers?" Kakashi shook his head. Thinking quickly, Deidara suggested, "Why don't you install a private cam, ones that she doesn't know about and contact Emmie once you've got the video?" Emmie nodded at him gratefully, "Do it Kakashi, let me know the minute you get it and don't let anyone else know." Kakashi agreed and they left, their spirits buoyed.