A/N: Well here is half of the story. I just had so much I wanted to put into it that I decided to break it into 2 chapters. The rest will come sometime after my vacation is over, but I'm not exactly sure when you will see it. Hopefully I can have you something else by the end of the week. This is such a really fun story to write I haven't decided exactly how I want to end it yet. I would just like to thank everyone for all the wonderful and nice reviews I've got so far with this story. I'm really glad you are all enjoying it.
Chapter Seven
" Come on Em, give us a real story." Garcia said jumping up and down slightly.
JJ nods her head in agreement, and Emily has a story, but it was one that she was reluctant to share. She had already shared few unimportant stories that she had hoped would be enough to please Garcia and JJ, but there was no real substance to them since as the relationships never meant anything to her. But knowing her friends will not stop until they are happy, and with Garcia leaving in a few, she fills up her glass again and starts.
"Well, it was just before summer break my junior year in college, and I had sucked at being a waitress on the weekends to try to pay rent for my apartment. Needless to say, my mother helped me out with that by putting money into my account every week and we both pretended it wasn't happening. She had decided to call me about a week before we were done...
Flashback
"Hello Mother." Emily said.
"Hello Emily, sorry I didn't get back to you yesterday when you called. Was in the middle of a big meeting on where my next posting was going to be and it ran really late." Ambassador Elizabeth Prentiss said.
"So where are you getting posted this time?" Emily asked.
"Apparently Moscow." Elizabeth replied.
"Moscow is beautiful at this time of year. How long you going to be there?" Emily asked.
"Just a few months they think. There are some things they think I can get done that hasn't happened yet and are tired of waiting." Elizabeth replied.
"That's good" Emily said, "at least you will be there the best time of year and miss the worst time... Most likely." she adds with a grin.
"We'll see. So, why was it so important I call before classes let out?" Elizabeth asks.
"Well Mother. I was wondering if you and Dad had any plans to use the villa in Italy over the summer. I want to get out of here for a while and thought if you're not using it, a friend and I could stay there for the summer." Emily said, silent cringing at the possibilities for a response.
"I think that could be possible. Just answer me this. How are you going to keep your apartment while your away?" Elizabeth asks, already knowing the answer.
Emily rolled her eyes, guessing this was the response she would get, but glad it was something this pointless. Except to Elizabeth Prentiss, it wasn't pointless. And Emily knows it, and reluctantly says "Now Mother, we both know you will keep putting money in my account, both to keep my apartment, because its something I want, and to make sure I have money while I'm in staying in Italy, if I can stay at the villa."
"And just who is it you're planning on going there with?" Elizabeth asks.
"Don't worry Mother, it's just Sandra. You remember her right? You met over the Christmas holidays." Emily said.
"Yeah, I do remember her. As I recall, she was a little to," Elizabeth pauses a minute, thinking of a polite way of saying it. "Well, outspoken, for my tastes."
"For crying out loud Mother, she grew up with two sisters and five brothers. Having fights, bickering, yelling, playing practical jokes, and having fun is what siblings do, from what I've seen and hear. I wouldn't know growing up all alone, moving every six months to a year. Hell Mother, I hardly had time to make many friends." Emily starts.
"Oh now Emily, are we gonna start one of the same fights we have again?" Elizabeth asks.
"No Mother. I'm just saying, that the issue from the day your remembering is that Sandra and I were both to blame. We just became such good friends, and she looks at me like I was her sister." Which was the truth as far as those events go. "It wasn't until a few weeks later that we actually started dating." Emily thinks to herself. "Look Mother. We just want to go there and get away from here for a while. You know, see the sights, take some tours and relax somewhere that is not here."
At this pause Sandra steps out of the kitchen, walks up to Emily and starts vulgarly thrusting her hips, basicly air humping her leg which causes Emily to laugh. It was partly the reason that Emily liked her so much, is because she was so outspoken as he mother had put it.
"What's so funny Emily?" asked Elizabeth?
"Oh I was just laughing at Sandra. No matter how many times I've warned her, anytime she cooks over here, she seems to forget the oven mitt to grab the pot off the stove and burns her hand." Emily partly lies, as Sandra was indeed cooking.
Sandra, giggling runs back to the kitchen before yelling loud enough for Elizabeth to hear "Oh Em, your mom doesn't want to hear about how awful I am at cooking. Besides, you should really get some new pots and pans." she said. "You know, for my hands sake." She added with a wink.
Emily rolled her eyes and asked "So Mother, is it OK?"
"Sure Emily. Would you mind if I sent a couple of people from my security detail and maybe a cook?" Elizabeth asked.
"As far as the security detail, as long as they don't enter the house, you can send as many as you like. We want to relax, not deal with full-time shadows. And for the cook, you think you could get a hold of John?" Emily asks. "I think maybe him and Sarah might like to spend some time there."
"I will see if I can get in touch with them. And I will instruct the security detail to enter the house only if they can't get in touch with you." Elizabeth states. "Now as for everything else, you remember how to get access to the panic room? And all the other security protocols?"
"Yes Mother." Emily said exasperated. "Look, we are planning on leaving about a week after the break starts. Is that enough time to get everything setup the way you need it over there?"
"Oh yes. That should be plenty of time. And if John and Sarah do agree..." Elizabeth starts.
"They can either stay where they stayed at before or one of the guest bedrooms in the Villa itself. Look, I'm going to go so Sandra and I can get an exact date on when we will leave and get there so you can get that to John." Emily said.
"OK Emily. I will get with him to see what they say and get back with you. Talk to you later." Elizabeth said.
"Good night Mother." Emily replied and both Prentiss' hung up. "Did I not tell you she was going to try to dump some of her security goons on me if she agreed?" asked Sandra as she walked into the kitchen.
"Yes you did, but you didn't say anything about a cook." Sandra replied looking a little skeptical.
"Oh John and Sarah are all right. It's one of the reasons I asked for them. They already know I'm gay." Emily said.
"Oh wow, I bet that's a great story." Sandra said with an impish grin on her face.
Emily returns an equally impish grin "Oh it is." she replied, and with that turns and starts to walk away.
"Ah Em, your just going to leave me hanging like that?" Sandra whined.
"Yep" was all Emily said as she left the kitchen.
Two week later Emily and Sandra are gathering their luggage after getting off the plane when Sandra nudges Emily with her elbow. "Whats with those guys?" she asked. "They seem to be staring right at us."
Emily looked over at the guys Sandra had indicated too and replied, "Most like my Mothers goons. I guess we will find out." And the two girls make their way towards the men.
"Miss Prentiss." one of the goons said.
"Vonnegut." Emily said back.
"Slaughterhouse-Five." the guy replied.
"French Alps." Emily said.
"Your grandfather." The guy replied again.
"Doctor." Emily said.
"Tom Baker." The guy said.
They stand there staring at each other for another couple of seconds before Sandra says "Will somebody please explain what's going on here."
A few more seconds pass before both Emily and the guard who did the talking burst out laughing. Which of course leaves Sandra even more confused. "Lets go Sandra. We'll explain in the car."
The two guys grabs the girls luggage and they all make their way out of the airport. As they walk outside, the guy who hadn't done any talking makes his way to the trunk and starts to put the luggage in, and the other guy opens the door. Emily turns and realizes Sandra had stopped a few paces back. "What's wrong Sandra?" she asked.
"That's a limo." Was all Sandra could say.
"Well yeah. My Mother wouldn't make me ride in anything less from the airport. Come on." she said as she put an arm around Sandra's shoulder leading her to the car. They climb in while the guard climbs in behind them and shuts the door.
"This is one of those high-profile limo's right? You know, the bullet proof glass and everything since your mother is an Ambassador and everything." Sandra says.
Emily laughs. "Yes something like that. Sandra this is John. John, this is Sandra, my girlfriend."
"Nice to meet you Sandra." John said as he holds out his hand.
Sandra reaches out and shakes it. "Wait a minute." she said a few seconds later. "I thought John was the name of the cook you wanted to get." John knocks on the partition and the car begins to move.
"Oh the one and same. I'm guessing it was his idea to dress as one of the guards to see what type of reaction I would give." Emily replied.
"You did a good job keeping a straight face. Your eyes gave you away though I'm afraid." John said.
"Yeah, and your poker face has only gotten better." Emily responded with a smile. "Mother said you wouldn't be here for another couple of days."
"Sarah had a few things she was waiting on to wrap up and told me to go ahead and get up here. And when i contacted your mother I asked her to let it be a surprise for you." He responded with a warm smile.
A smile that set Sandra at ease. "Well it was really nice to meet you John. And I'm really looking forward to your cooking. Emily has spent the last two weeks explaining to me about some of it. I can't wait." Sandra said.
"Well it will be my pleasure." John replied.
They past the rest of the drive with light conversation, having a good time, while John told Sandra a little bit about himself and Sarah. As they were driving, Sandra glances out the window. "Wow that place is massive." She said and points.
Emily and John both look to where she is pointing. John starts to laugh and Emily says "Yeah, well if it looks big from here, wait until your standing at the front door and tell me what you think."
Sandra's jaw almost hits the floor. "No way." she says not believing it.
"Yes way." Emily replied.
No sooner than she finished, that the limo turns up the driveway leading to the house Emily had described to Sandra. She had said it was big, but Sandra had not expected this. She has been in big houses before. She has even been in few mansions. Her family was wealthy, but they could not afford anything close to this.
"You know, when you told me you had money, I never imagined you owning something of this magnitude." Sandra said.
"Well, Mother owns it. And as far as money goes, I plan on making my own someday and using that to live on, not hers." Emily states.
The car pulls to a stop and the door is opened from the outside. The girls step out. Sandra sucks in her breath. "Oh my." was all she could say.