Emma woke up with a groan, and a splitting headache. She wasn't sure if she'd take that or the broken heart but them at the same time just wasn't so pleasant.

"Rise and shine." teased Sean.

Emma opened her eyes to him sitting on a chair beside the bed she laid on, gazing down at her and leaning forward, his elbows on his knees. He held one water in his hand and she looked at it like it answered all her prayers.

"For me?" she asked a bit childishly, rubbing her eyes and sitting up with a hopeful look.

He chuckled and nodded, handing it out to her and nodded at her bed side table as he got up, "Advil on the table."

Emma looked over at it, groaning out happily and chucked it into her mouth. Oh god. She really had no idea what happened last night.. all she could remember was Jesse annoyingly hitting on her, and Sean had left her alone.

She feared the worst, "Did I do anything .. stupid, last night?" she asked slowly.

He stood at his dresser, shuffling through clothes, "Other than puking up a storm when we got home?" he joked and turned, shaking his head no and handed her a shirt of his.

Emma looked down, still in her party clothes. OH NO! How was her face? OR HAIR ! Oh so embarressing.

But she looked great to Sean, even with ruffled hair and slight puffy eyes from her sickness last night.

"I'm betting you'll be in bed for a while so.." he shrugged at the shirt she took from him, "That should be comfier to wear than.." he eyed her outfit, "That."

She nodded, thankful, and leaned back into his bed with a slight pout. Why did she go and drink?

"Victoria liked you." he muttered, going back to his dresser.

Emma's mouth fell. Oh my god. That's right, "Really? I wasn't completely embarrassing myself?"

Sean laughed slightly, shaking his head with his back to her, "No you were fine to the point we got home."

Emma wrinkled her nose, "I don't know why I took those shots."

Sean had to admit, he didn't know either. He turned back and crossed his arms over his chest and stood there until he shrugged and offered, "If you want, I called Jay and told them to come visit this week."

Emma propped up happily, beaming at him, "Really?"

He smiled broadly and nodded, "Yea." he looked away and itched his neck, "Gonna go for a run again." he teased her while walking to the door, "try to nap again, hangover might just slip away from another good rest."

"Got it, Doc." she teased, slying grinning at her shot a playful glare back before he shut the door behind him.

She laid back into his bed, sighing happily and closing her eyes.

When he got back, Emma was up and showered and healthy again. She was glancing down at her phone that was ringing though when he had come back in, and he eyed her suspiciously.

"Who is it?"

She jumped a bit, not seeing him there and silenced her phone. She put it on the bed and pretended like it wasn't even ringing and asked, "What?"

"Your phone.." Sean said slowly, gazing down at it.

Emma stood up, smiling too brightly and Sean hated that trick she tried to pull as she literally waved it off and walked to the door, "Nothing. Going to grab lunch. Hungry?" she asked.

He merely nodded, eyeing her as she left and when she was out of it, he quickly walked to her phone and picked it up to see who it was.

The caller ID read Mom. Spike. Why was she ignoring her? Did she do that a lot? The divorce must of been pretty hard on Emma to ignore her own mother.

Jay was right. Emma had had a shitty year.

He worriedly glanced back to the door leading back to Emma before he walked through it and over to her.

She was at the stove, cooking eggs when he sat down at the table and eyed her do so. He liked admiring her do it, with his ring on her finger, but then it made his head hurt as he thought about how this 'could of been' if they hadn't broken up and then it was painful to watch. . like life was teasing him about how life could of been.

"You shouldn't ignore her." Sean spoke up

Emma knew instantly what he was talking about. Little jerk must of looked at her phone. She was putting eggs on plates as she taunted without turned, "You shouldn't go through my phone."

"She was still trying to call." he shot back.

"Wierd." Emma replied just as bitterly, turning to him with their plates and sat down across, "She's usually too busy living her new life with her new fresh young boyfriend to keep in touch with me."

Sean saddened and gave her a look, "Em. . you and your mom have the closest relationship i've seen between a mom and daughter.. you don't mean that.."

Emma pushed her fork into her eggs rather loudly, annoyed with this conversation already but huffed. So maybe Spike didn't really ignore her or barely keep in touch..she did call a lot, but it was hard being hours away but.. .just wasn't fair. Emma didn't know what to think about it all still.

She missed her.

And Jack.

And Snake.

...and Sean.

Emma sadly glanced up and begged Sean with such a weak tone in her voice it even shocked him, "I don't really want to talk about it, Okay?... please.." she looked back down.

He swallowed the lump in his throat but nodded. Didn't stop him about worrying for her though.

When hours went by and Emma was leaving with Linda for another 'bingo' day, Sean chuckled watching them get into Lindas old mustang and go.

He turned back and went inside and to his room. He paused, hearing some wierd noise in the distance. He then eyed his bed, feeling the vibration and noticed Emma had left her phone.

He moved the beds blanket up, seeing it right there, Spikes name on the ID and it ringing like crazy.

This was quite the pickle to be in.

Jesus. Emma was going to kill him.

Sean grabbed the phone and answered it after a long pause after pressing pick up.

Sean: Hello?

Spike: oh... Oh I'm sorry, must of dialed the wrong-

Sean: No, this is Emma's phone.

Spike: Oh.

Pause.

Spike: Whose this?

Sean coughs awkwardly and sits on the bed: Its...it's Sean.

Another long pause.

Spike: Woww.. Sean Cameron?

Sean laughs: that'd be one.

Spike: I can't believe it. When did you guys get back in touch? *gasps* Are you dating again?

Seans turn to take a long pause: No... no weren't not. She's just...visiting.

Spike: Is she with you?

Sean could hear the desperate tone in her voice, the begging. She wanted to talk to her daughter bad. Emma had taken this hard though and Spike seemed to understand but that wasn't going to stop a mother from trying to talk to her daughter.

Sean: She's out. But um, I'll tell her you called?...that you miss her.

Spike sighs sadly: . .. thank you Sean. . . . . she hates me.

Sean: No she doesnt.

Spike: She does. And we both know what Emma's like when shes mad.

Sean laughs a bit: Don't we..

Spike: She loved Snake, I get that, I don't want them to stop being a family, I.. . .. I just couldn't stay you know? I was . . .I felt suffocated, and I wanted her to leave with me but I didn't want her to chose between us

Sean sadly nods and replies: I know Spike. Think she's just overwhelmed.

Spike sounds like shes crying: Just make sure she's okay, alright? For me

Sean: I will.

Spike: You sound like you're doing so well Sean. I'm glad you two are with another even just as friends.

Sean: Ya... 'friends'.

Spike: you know Sean.. sometimes love gets difficult now and then, bare with it alright?

Sean raises an eyebrow, wondering if Spike should take the same advice and almost taunts back (ofcourse with nothing but good intention): Even if it's 'suffocating'.

Silence.

Spike seems to choke on her tears: You got me there Sean. I have to go. Tell her I love her.

Sean: Bye Mrs S-Nelson.

Sean awkwardly hung up, almost just calling her Mrs S. . it was old habit. He went to put Emma's phone down to stop and stare at it. He clicked on her messages.

"Fuck." he cursed at himself, "You are going to hell." he muttered as he went through them, gazing through the names to see if any guys were texting her or if she had a boyfriend.

So far nothing, unless you call Spinner begging Emma to come back to help him with the Dot a pick up line ..

He then noticed a text from Jay to Emma. He knew it was horrible, he knew he should of gotten over this jealousy between Emma and his best friend when they dealt with it before in highschool but he'd always feel possessive of her. He clicked on it, to smile a little and shake his head.

He stressed himself too much. Why was he feeling so jealous ? Jay was hung up on Manny like Sean was on Emma.

Jay was texting Emma about recent fights with Manny, asking her what it could of been that caused it since he's honestly done nothing. Jay called Manny the mood swinging ball and chain and Emma had told him to shut up and just ask Manny about it. . Sean wondered what that meant but he moved passed it as he happily shut her phone and put it back where it was.

God save him if she ever finds out he did that.