Two
London
Walk London's windy streets
Go anywhere but home
'Cause I'm looking for the secrets
That only cobble stones hold
Only the cobble stones know
-Vanessa Carlton
At around noon the next day after another call from Morgan and another day of boredom Emily decided to go sit at the Shakespeare's Coffee shop and read her book. She put Elizabeth in the stroller, put the diaper bag in the undercarriage and walked the block and a half to Shakespeare's Coffee. She got the usual and sat outside under the awning and read.
It was an unnaturally sunny day for this time of year in England and she ended up taking off her jacket. She left her hair pulled back into a tight ponytail like it usually was, she pulled the sun cover over Elizabeth and covered her stroller with a blanket to further dim the light. Then she sat back and opened her book.
Her book was Slaughterhouse – Five by Kurt Vonnegut. She'd read the book at least thousand times and yet it never got old, today though she focused on the note at the front.
Dear Emily,
I'm going to miss you, you were my best friend
and my partner in stopping crime, enjoy the flight and the book
–Derek Morgan
He'd given it to her knowing she'd love it and he was right, she did love it. She was half way through the first chapter when Elizabeth started to cry. Emily set her book on the table and uncovered the stroller, after taking Elizabeth out of the stroller she pulled a bottle out of the diaper bag.
She settled back against the chair and put the bottle in Elizabeth's mouth and rested her against her chest. She watched Elizabeth eat hungrily and then fall asleep. Emily put Elizabeth back in the stroller and covered it with the blanket and sun cover.
She settled back with her coffee and book only this time she couldn't focus on what she was doing, she felt like someone was watching her. She looked around and saw the person, a tall man, well-built and wore tight red shirt and jeans. It was none other then Derek Morgan. He seemed to have noticed her but due to the stroller with her didn't seem sure if it was her.
She quickly put the book away, threw away her coffee and unlocked the breaks on the stroller but by that time it was too late. He'd made the connection and he was here, when she looked up she met his dark eyes for the first time in over a year.
"Emily?" He asked.
Derek arrived at the airport and boarded his plane by six am. He'd found the earliest flight he could because if Emily was in trouble he wanted to find out as soon as he could. As soon as he landed in London he rented a car and started to drive to Emily's apartment. When he got there he knocked and there was no answer.
"She left an hour ago." A woman who was coming out of the apartment next to Emily's said.
"Oh, thanks." He said turning to leave.
"Wait, are you Derek?" She asked.
"Yes I am. Why?" He inquired curious as to how she knew her name.
"Oh, I work with Emily, congratulations by the way." She smiled.
"Um thank you?" Derek was more then a little confused "Can you just tell me where Emily went please?"
"Oh yeah, Shakespeare's Coffee, it's a block and a half away." She smiled.
"Thank you." He said walking away.
He spent the next ten minutes walking and wondering what that woman had congratulated for, she'd smiled at him like she'd just handed him his newborn child. Why was she congratulating him? What had he done for her? Or Emily? He'd let her down, he hadn't come sooner, he ought to have come months ago, but he didn't. At least he now knew she was local.
He saw Shakespeare's across the street but decided to wait, he saw someone who looked a lot like her, sitting and reading. Same black hair pulled into a tight ponytail, only difference was that the woman had a baby stroller next to her. He watched to woman take the baby out of the stroller and his breath caught as her face turned to him. It was Emily.
What was Emily doing with a baby? He took the fact that she was bottle feeding him as maybe the baby was adopted. Even that didn't fit, her chest was fuller, like a woman who was producing breast milk. Well, he thought Only one way to find out.
By the time he was crossing the street Emily was getting ready to leave, he stood over her as she put her book away. He found himself smiling to himself it was the book he'd given her, Slaughterhouse – Five by Kurt Vonnegut. She looked up and her eyes met his. "Emily?"
Well the only reason you get two updates today is because of my spring break unfortunately I have school on Monday so then things will slow down. :(