Meeting You Ch. 9
AN: I'm back y'all! Sorry it's taken me forever to write again (truth be told, I've had this chapter done since December and thought that I had posted it but just noticed that it wasn't up… so here it is) . This last semester was a major pain in the butt for me but now I'm off until the end of September; so I have major plans for this story and the others that I have started. Just a quick note, I will probably be writing more of this story first because I'm coming to the point in Consequences where Bianca shows up.
"Miss Emily, Miss Bianca, is that you two?" Helga said as she took in the four people who just walked into the kitchen.
"Hey, Helga, how have things been around here?" Emily said as she looked in the oven to see what the housekeeper was making for dinner. "Where's Quincy?"
"Things have been hectic since the Ambassador came home," Helga said as she shooed the group out into the family room. "Quincy's been helping me get thing ready for the Thanksgiving party that your mother is throwing. And who are these fine young men?"
"This is Sam Kassmeyer, Bianca's boyfriend, and Aaron Hotchner," Emily said as both guys shook the housekeepers hand. "They are both here for the Thanksgiving bash."
"I'll let you get settled in. Dinner will be done in ten minutes," Helga said as she stirred the potatoes.
"Will my parents be joining us for dinner?" Emily asked before exiting the family room.
"As far as I know, they will be," Helga said as the group headed for the stairs.
"Thanks. Bianca, since you already know where you're staying, I'm going to show the guys to their rooms first," Emily said as they made it to the third floor.
"Where are you putting them?" Bianca asked as she thought about the rooms on the third floor.
"The two bedrooms, up front, with the sitting room in between," Emily said as she placed her suitcase in her bedroom. "Go ahead and put your suitcase in your room. Come on, guys, your rooms are down here."
"Mistress Emily, so good to see you," Quincy said as he walked out of the laundry room.
"Quincy, it's nice to see you too. Mother's going all out this year?" Emily said as she gestured to Quincy's armful of white silk tablecloths.
"Yes, she wanted to do another charity fundraiser and thought that Thanksgiving would be a perfect time for one," Quincy said as he headed for the stairs to head up to the ballroom.
"How many people work here?" Aaron asked as they walked into the sitting room.
"Helga and Quincy are the full time help and are here constantly," Emily said. "I'll let you two decide who gets what room. When you're ready to head back downstairs, just meet me by my room."
Ten minutes later
"Have the guys shown up yet?" Bianca asked as she walked into Emily's room.
"Nope and I was just about to go check on them," Emily said as she hung her party dress up.
"Brought an extra just in case?" Bianca said as she looked at the dress.
"My mother has a totally different sense of style than I do and knowing her picks, they will be horrible," Emily said as she closed her suitcase. "Let's go see what the guys are doing."
"Hey, are you guys ready for dinner?" Aaron said as they met the girls outside of Emily's room. "Are we going to get a tour after dinner?"
"Come on, we'd best not keep my parental units waiting," Emily said as she headed down the stairs. "Yes, I'll give you a tour once dinner is done. Mother, father, I'd like to introduce Aaron Hotchner and Sam Kassmeyer."
"Welcome to our home," Ambassador Prentiss said before shooting her a look saying that she'd have to explain later. "Bianca, it's so nice to see you again."
"Same here, Ambassador, Mr. Prentiss," Bianca said as she sat down next to Sam.
"Hey, dad, the guys were admiring the new acquisition when we pulled into the garage downstairs," Emily said as she sat down across from her mother placing Aaron in between her and her father.
"Big fans of the Aston Martin DB7?" Richard Prentiss asked.
"Like to look but that's about it," Aaron said as Helga brought out the salads.
"So tell us a little about yourselves," Ambassador Prentiss said as she looked over at Sam. "It's not often, Emily, brings friends home with her."
Emily fought the urge to roll her eyes at her mother's claims.
"Well, Elizabeth, it may not be, seeing as we only see Emily two months a year," Richard said as he watched Emily smirk at her mother.
"I'm originally from North Dakota currently on scholarship at Yale studying Law but unlike Aaron, I'll probably head into law enforcement," Sam said as he watched the exchange between Emily and her mother.
"And you, Aaron?" Elizabeth Prentiss said as she turned her eyes on the man sitting next to her daughter.
"You already know my parents. I'm from South Carolina but my parents moved to New York two years ago. I'm currently studying Law at Yale and want to be a prosecutor," Aaron said.
"So how do you all know each other?" Elizabeth said as she watched her daughter.
"Sam, Aaron and I are all in the same developmental psychopathology class," Emily said knowing the rise it would get out of her mother.
"I don't believe that that class was part of your curriculum for this semester, Emily," Elizabeth said. "That has nothing to do with linguistics. We'll discuss this later."
"Fine, mother," Emily said as she withheld a chuckle.
30 minutes and a four course meal later
"I'm going to take Aaron and Sam on a tour of the house," Emily said as her mother and father walked into the library.
"Once you're done with that, meet me in the library to talk," Elizabeth said with a scowl.
"Fine, mother," Emily said with a sigh.
"She doesn't seem happy that you're taking the developmental psychopathology class," Sam said as she led them from the dining room to outside.
"You didn't tell him?" Emily asked Aaron as she led them around to the back of the house.
"No, I didn't know if you wanted me to," Aaron said as he caught sight of the pool and pool house.
"What are you two talking about?" Bianca said as Sam's eyes bulged.
"Remember the night that I found out that Aaron was Sigma's president? Well he asked why I was taking developmental psychopathology and I told him it was because it upsets my mother," Emily said as she walked into the pool house. "This is the pool house. My cousin will most likely be staying here when he gets in tomorrow."
40 minutes and 6 stories, eight bedrooms, gym, and a sauna later
"Damn this place is huge," Sam said as Emily led them back down to the family room where the main TV was located.
"I said that when we pulled into the subdivision," Emily said as she turned the TV and fireplace on. "I'll be back in ten minutes."
In the Library
"Why the hell are you taking another psychology class?" Elizabeth yelled at Emily.
"Because I know that it gets to you and because I said that I don't want to go into politics like you," Emily said as she sat on the black leather sofa. "You want me to do what you want and nothing what I want."
"Why is Aaron Hotchner here?" Richard asked as he stoked the fire.
"He was going to be stuck at school, like I have been for the past three years, because his parents accepted mother's invite to her Thanksgiving bash," Emily said as she looked at her father.
"Are you dating him?" Elizabeth asked as she slowly calmed down.
"No, he was just dumped by his girlfriend of seven years on Thursday night," Emily said as she stood to leave. "I'm going to head back into the family room and watch TV before bed. Tomorrow, we might go to a few museums in D.C."
Wednesday morning 10a.m.
"Ok, I told my mother that we'd stay out of the way by going to a few museums in D.C.," Emily said as the group sat down for breakfast.
"Which museums did you have in mind?" Bianca said as Helga brought in bagels and eggs. "Is there any way we can stop over at my parents place; Sam wants to see my house?"
"Her house is almost as big as this place," Emily said as she spread peanut butter on her bagel. "When she's home, she lives in downtown D.C. I was thinking about the National Museum of Natural History, the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum, and the National Museum of American History."
"What is the dress code for tomorrow night, by the way?" Sam asked after breakfast.
"Shit, please tell me that you guys brought suits," Emily said as entered the garage.
"Not tuxes?" Aaron asked.
"No, Ambassador Prentiss is ok with suits for Thanksgiving," Bianca said they left Emily's home.
"We'll stop off at your place first, Bianca," Emily said as they began the fifteen minute trip to the Steffy mansion.
AN2: Read and Review please! I'm hoping to have the next chapter of this and Consequences within the next week as long at nothing goes wrong.