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Confrontation.
"Charlotte?" Dean smiled as Emma looked out across the ballroom. She glared as Mickey got closer. Half of her wanted to know what Sean had said but the other half wanted Mickey to let her get on with her job. She only turned her attention back to Dean when she felt his hand on her knee. "Charlotte?" She wanted to be sick as she covered his hand with hers and gently removed it.
"Sorry, I was miles away."
"So I see." He leared at her as Emma faked a smile. "Who is he?"
"Who?"
"The tall guy in the sharp suit headed this way."
"My exhusband. I'm sorry Dean but he is a right pain in the rear at times. I'll get rid of him."
"No worries." He smiled as he leant back. "I'm not going anywhere." Emma smiled sweetly as she handed him her half empty champagne glass before walking towards Mickey.
"What are you playing at?" She hissed. "I had to tell him you were my ex husband."
"Emma." Mickey held her gaze. Things were still very new between them and the last thing he wanted to do was damage their relationship before it had really begun.
"Charlotte." She corrected. "And if he asks. I went back to my maiden name. Stone."
"Ok." He smiled at her. Emma couldn't help but smile back.
"I'm supposed to be sending you away with a flea in your ear."
"Really?" Mickey smiled. "Is that so?"
"Why are you doing this? What did Sean have to say for himself?" She couldn't help the pit of fear building in her stomach. The memories of the con that had nearly killed her and Ash still at the forefront of her mind.
"Him and Ash, they've seen someone."
"And?"
"It means we have to cut this short. Get you and Albert out of here."
"What?" She narrowed her eyes. "Why?"
"It's too dangerous."
"Mickey, we have spent weeks building up to this. Oh I see. You don't think I can do it. That's it, isn't it. You think you have to play the knight in shining armour once again. Rescue the poor little girl before she gets in over her head." Emma fought to keep her voice steady as she spoke. Mickey shook his head slightly as he spoke.
"You have no idea."
"Then enlighten me. Because if you think I can't do this why the Hell am I still on the team?" Her eyes flashed with anger as Mickey took her arm.
"This has nothing to do with what happened." He spat as he almost dragged her to one side of the ballroom. Albert glanced at them as he realised something was going on. Casually he said his goodbyes to the woman he had been chatting to, finished his drink and walked towards the exit. Mickey glanced across at the older grifter thankful that he had managed to get out before the woman Sean had told him about had walked in.
"Then what?" Emma glanced back to where Dean was chatting to a pretty red haired woman Emma didn't recognise.
"Someone I never thought Ash would want to see again turned up with Dean."
"He's on his own." Emma frowned as Mickey sighed.
"No." He paused. "No he isn't. He just wants you to think that. Come on, we need to get back to Eddie's."
"Who?" Emma followed him to the doorway.
"Rachel Morgan."
"Who is Rachel Morgan?"
"Ash's ex wife."
"Oh my God."
"Exactly."
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The brunette pushed her hair behind her ears as she checked the arrivals board. She was desperate to get out of the airport and get home. She smiled slightly as she saw the flight she wanted on the board.
"You sure about this, Stace?"
"Danny." She smiled. "I have to go home."
"Yeah, but are you sure about this?" Danny stared at his old friend as she nodded, her face totally unreadable. Danny shook his head.
"This is mad."
"I never asked you to come back to London."
"Yeah. But I leave you to it, Ash is gonna kill me." Danny held her gaze. "You don't have to do this. Mickey and the others can take care of themselves. They got two kids with them these days. Mickey has his team."
"They need to know. They have to know what that bitch Ash used to be married to is playing at."
"And you can't just call them and tell them? Postcard, email, phones I think they still have them all in England." Danny teased as Stacie raised an eyebrow. "No, I know you Stacie Monroe. You just want to see Ash. Bloody 'ell, you're still hung up on the bloody fixer."
"Better than being hung up on the floater." She smirked remembering a conversation of years ago. "I'm going home Danny. What you do is up to you."
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A/N Why is Danny so against going home? What is Ash's ex wife involved in and can Mickey keep his team together or will he loose Emma forever? If you like/hate this story please review.
