A/N: Sorry for the two-day leave, but I've been away from the computer and have had no time to write. Therefore, this chapter may not be quite up to par. Read and review please!
Madeline finished unpacking her suitcase quickly and she sat down at the desk, deftly sorting through papers. Her phone buzzed and she pulled it out, glancing at the number before answering. "Hello?" she said.
"Hello. I just wanted to see if you got there safely," the voice of Miles Edgeworth came through the speaker.
A smile, the kind only Edgeworth could coax out of her, lit up her face. "I'm fine, I just arrived at the hotel."
"Did you see Wright already?" he asked.
"Yes. He says hello," she said, laughing.
"Did you get it straightened out?" Edgeworth said, a tinge of worry in his voice.
"Well," she sighed, "sort of." She caught a glimpse of the clock and gasped. "Oh, I wish I had time to talk, but I'm due over at the Prosecutor's Office any minute! I'll call you later, I promise."
"Alright. I'll be waiting," he replied. She smiled softly.
"I love you," she whispered, and the phone went dead.
"Madeline stood up, grabbing the keys to the black Audi she had rented. Arriving at the Prosecutor's Office a few minutes later, she immediately spotted a familiar face in the lobby.
"Ema!"
"Madi? What are you doing here? I thought you were in Europe!" The younger woman gave Madeline a hug, then held her at arm's length, looking her up and down.
"Plans change," Madeline replied mysteriously, winking. "I'm doing some work here for…personal reasons."
Ema raised an eyebrow. "Who for?"
"Klavier Gavin," Madeline said. Ema groaned.
"Ugh, that glimmerous fop! Why?"
"Personal reasons," she repeated, heading toward the elevator, a disgruntled Ema on her heels.
"Well, I'm going up there too so I'll come with you," she said, and pulled out a bag of snacks.
"Don't tell me. Are those…Snackoos?" Madeline asked eagerly.
"Mmm-hmm." Ema's mouth was full, which prevented her from saying anything else.
"Ooh, they're my favorite! May I?" Madeline's hand reached hesitantly towards the bag and Ema nodded, mouth still full. The two women munched all the way to Prosecutor Gavin's office. Madeline gestured for Ema to go in first.
"Ah, Detektiv Skye," came the voice within. This was followed by a lot of conversation that Madeline couldn't hear and a whole lot of little *ka-tonk* sounds. Then Ema came out, looking even grumpier than before.
"Detective?" Madeline asked curiously.
"I'll tell you later," Ema grumbled, pouting.
Madeline pushed open the office door and took in the room. The walls were covered with guitars and a sound system and the floor was littered with Snackoos. Klavier Gavin was sitting in a comfortable looking recliner. He turned toward the door as she entered.
"Madeline Brent, it's been too long," he said, spreading his arms wide.
"If you're expecting me to hug you or something, it's not going to happen," she said, smiling sweetly.
"Still the same as ever. Feisty," he said smoothly. Madeline rolled her eyes. "May I ask why you've returned after all these years, Fraulein?"
"No."
"Just my luck, I work with the only two women on this entire planet who do not swoon over me."
"I think that's a good experience for you," Madeline said seriously. Then she smiled. "But don't worry. I'll be civil, just I won't be a fainting fangirl."
Klavier laughed. "Razor sharp wit and beauty to match. Deal."
Madeline's gray eyes narrowed. "Don't push it, Gavin."
"Alright, alright, no compliments for the pretty fraulein," he said, raising his hands in a surrendering gesture.
"Nothing personal," she said, placing her bag down. "What can I do first?"
"Familiarize yourself with the case for tomorrow. You're coming to court."
"Perfect," Madeline replied, smiling. The perfect place to begin my investigation.
I feel like Madeline wouldn't be a fan of Klavier, but wouldn't allow it to get in the way of her 'investigation.' Hope you enjoyed it! Next time, Madeline begins her investigation, obviously!