"Prepare to be amazed, as I gaze into your soul right before your eyes!" Trucy proclaimed. The audience was astonished by what they heard. Could she really be able to read people's minds, they thought. Trucy walked down from the stage and began to walk over to the group. They all began to tense up wondering who would be her first victim. She stopped in front of Ema, "You! I sense a great big secret locked away in your heart!"

"Y-you do?" Ema asked nervously.

"Yes, a secret that is haunting you night and day. It's… love isn't it? Someone you like who doesn't show any affection back?"

"W-what are you talking about? That's not true at all," Ema said, trying to dodge her gaze. Just as Trucy suspected, chains began to wrap around Ema's heart and three psyche locks appeared.

"Oh, but I think it is. In fact, I believe that the person you admire is in this very room!" Ema was shocked. How on earth did she know that, were her thoughts. Before Trucy's very eyes, the first psyche lock broke and disappeared. "Trust me. It is very bad to just keep these feelings bottled up for too long. Maybe you should try telling him how you feel? I'm sure he cares for you too and wouldn't reject your feelings."

Ema didn't know what to say. Everything Trucy said so far was one hundred percent accurate, but she couldn't admit it nor could she figure out how she knew so much. "Do you really think so?" She asked before thinking. She covered her mouth in shock as her second psyche lock broke.

"Absolutely! I've known this person for a little while now, and I'm sure he'd be happy to find out!" Trucy said, so sure of herself.

Ema just sat there, not knowing what to do. She was positive that if she didn't say something soon, Miss Blabbermouth over there would tell the whole world for her. She began to blush as she started to turn. Just as her last psyche lock broke she began to speak, "She's right. I've admired you ever since I was little, Mr. Edgeworth." The entire table, including Trucy, was completely in shock. Trucy would have guessed that the person she liked was Prosecutor Gavin despite what she always said about him. "Seeing you after studying abroad for several years was one of the happiest days of my life," she continued. "To find out that you became the next Chief Prosecutor, made me even happier. It felt like you were only one who could pick up where my sister left off, and you gave me inspiration to strive for my dreams…." It was obvious that her emotions were starting to get the best of her as tears began to form in her eyes. "When you gave me those words of encouragement back then, it felt as though I could do anything. But I… I let you down. I let my sister down. I never became a scientific investigator. I'm just a failure." Tears began to run down her face, but she tried her best to wipe them away. She needed to continue, for her own sake, "You were always so cool, how you handled witnesses in the courtroom. And I can never thank you enough for what you did for me that one time…. I-I always felt that you were always there for me…. I know that you'd never like me in that way, after all I'm just a little girl in your eyes. But I had to let you know how I felt…."

All eyes turned toward Edgeworth. He listened quietly to her speech, and after collecting his thoughts, he adjusted his glasses and spoke, "Ema, I want you to know that neither I, nor your sister, nor anyone in this room have ever thought of you as a failure. Though you may not have obtained the position that you wanted, you are still one of the most capable people that I know. You have grown into quite the woman, and if your sister was here with us right now I couldn't tell you how proud she'd be of you."

"D-do you really mean that?" Ema asked cautiously.

Edgeworth smiled, "Of course. I think-"

He was cut off as Ema jumped from her seat and embraced him. "Thank you Mr. Edgeworth. Thank you," she said as she cried in his chest. Edgeworth was completely startled at first, not sure what to do. He slowly put his arms over her, hugging her back trying his best to comfort her and calm her down. Apollo sat, outraged by the whole affair. Trucy had taken things too far, he thought. He looked up and was surprised to see how sad she looked by the turn of events.

They were both brought back from their thoughts by the sudden applause from the audience, Trucy quickly returned to the stage, wanting to finish her act as quickly as possible. "Thank you all again for coming! I had a wonderful time performing for you all!" she announced as she bowed. The curtains followed shortly after as a huge applause rang out from the audience. The group just sat in silence staying where they were after everyone had already left.

"That does it! I'm giving Trucy a piece of my mind!" Athena shouted abruptly, "Who does she think she is? Toying with someone else's emotions and putting them on display for everyone to see!"

"She probably got the idea from you," Apollo countered quickly, "You reveal a witness' emotions publicly in court and by revealing their hidden emotions you try to give them therapy afterwards."

"T-that's not… This is different! I'm a certified psychologist! She just wanted this as a part of her act."

"That's what I thought at first as well, but I saw how sad Trucy felt after seeing how sad and vulnerable she made Ema," Apollo explained, "I think that she really wanted to help people the same way you have, Athena."

Athena didn't know what to say. What he said made sense, and for what it's worth, it did seem like Ema lifted a huge weight off her shoulders by confessing to Edgeworth. She looked over at the two of them. "Are you alright now?" Edgeworth asked, finally getting Ema to calm herself back down. She nodded getting up.

They stood in silence for a while, before Apollo spoke up, "Trucy is taking a really long time."

"Also, Wright still hasn't returned." Edgeworth pointed out. They all looked at each other and began to worry. That was a good point, why hadn't Phoenix returned after her act?

It was then that Athena heard something, "Shh. Do you hear that?" It was very faint at first, so faint that she was the only one who could hear it. They all became as quite as possible and tried to listen.

"Is that… knocking?" Klaiver asked.

"It's coming from the stage, pal!" Gumshoe shouted in realization. They all ran up the stairs to the stage and spread out trying to find the source of the noise.

"I think the sound is coming from underneath us." Athena said crouching down.

"Wait a second," Apollo said in apprehension. He rushed over to the spot on stage he thought it happened and ran his hand against the floor. Sure enough he was able to trace the outline of a large rectangle and after finding the crease, slid the trap door open.

Inside was an all too familiar box right just under the trap door. The lid of box flew open and Phoenix lunged upward from his crouched position. The sudden give was completely unexpected and he lost his balance, falling backwards with his feet sticking up out of the box. He was able to straighten himself out and get out of the hole. He was covered in sweat and out of breath. "Remind me… to never volunteer for another one of Trucy's tricks," he said.

They couldn't help but laugh at the sight of things, but their reunion was short lived as they heard a stage hand shout in worry, "This is bad. Where could have she gone?" "What do you mean?" they heard the other ask. "Trucy is gone! I went over to her dressing room but she wasn't there!"

"WHAT!" Apollo, Athena, and Phoenix shouted in shock. The group quickly ran back stage and up to the two stage hands. "What do you mean Trucy isn't here?!" Phoenix asked, practically in a panic.

"I'm sorry Mr. Wright, but it's true. She wasn't in her room. The only thing that I could find was this." He held out a sheet of paper, Phoenix took it and began to read, "I found it lying on her desk," the stage hand explained.

After finishing the note, Phoenix began to look ill. He handed the note to Athena and she decided to read it out loud, "Everyone, I'm really sorry for what I did. I want you all to know that I didn't ever mean to hurt anybody. I'm a terrible person, but you don't have to worry anymore. I promise, I won't bother you guys ever again. Trucy." Apollo took the note and examined it; it was clear that she had been crying when she wrote it.

Phoenix was on his cell phone trying to call her the entire time Athena read. After his third attempt of only getting her answering machine, he gave up in frustration. Edgeworth walked up to him and placed his hand on his shoulder, "Don't worry Wright. We'll find her."

Phoenix turned and looked at him and all the faces around him and smiled, "I know. Thanks guys."