'Lauren Reynolds'' apartment: August 30, 2004
Emily gathered all her stuff, over the past two days she and Ian had agreed that she would move in with him and live at the villa, of course she would have to leave a few things at the apartment and go there sometimes, especially if Clyde or Sean came to 'collect' her, she felt as though she was a chess piece; a pawn, maybe. Like they were just using her, and in a way, they were. Neither would understand if she told them she loved Ian. None of the team would. No one at Interpol or the CIA would. Her own mother probably wouldn't understand.
Emily picked up a book about cats, the last birthday present her mother gave her. Emily had always been fond of cats and so, for her 30th birthday, her mother got her a book on cats. Emily enjoyed looking at the photos, she got swept up in looking through the photos that she didn't hear Ian come in.
Ian slowly wrapped his arms around her, making Emily jump, "Dammit Ian! You scared me!" she exclaimed as she tried to slow her breathing.
Ian kissed her temple, "Sorry, Love." He picked up the book she dropped, "Cats?"
Emily shrugged, "It was a birthday gift from my mom."
"Why would she get you a book about cats?" Ian asked
"I like cats." Emily said, "Always have."
Ian smiled and nodded, setting the book in the box Emily was packing, "I'll be back soon, love."
"Alright." Emily nodded, she preferred to pack alone anyways, it gave her time to think and listen to music.
Emily began to worry about Ian when the sun began to set and he still wasn't back yet, she sat on the bed and waited, then laid down and waited, she was worried but somehow managed to fall asleep.
Ian Doyle's villa: August 30, 2004
When she woke, Emily was no longer in the apartment but was in Ian's room, she slowly pushed herself up and went downstairs and into the kitchen where she was greeted by Ian.
"I have something for you, Love." Ian said softly, pulling her into his arms and kissing her forehead.
"You do?" Emily asked, more confused than excited.
Ian smiled, "You could sound a little more excited, love," he said softly, "I think you'll like this." He took her into the living room where a pet carrier sat in the middle of the coffee table. It was small with a burgundy top and a gray floor, a cage like door. Emily froze upon seeing it and looked at Ian.
Ian walked over, opened the cage door and took out a ball of black fur, he brought it over and Emily could see it was a mostly black cat with just a small patch of white on its chest.
"Awww." Emily couldn't help it, her heart melted at the sight of the little kitten, it looked just old enough to be away from its mommy.
Ian smiled as he handed Emily the kitten.
Emily instantly cuddled the kitten and petted it, already in love with the little ball of fur.
"What are you going to name it?" Ian asked softly
Emily thought, "Sergio." She smiled at the name.
Ian made a slight face but nodded, "I hope you have better ideas for our baby." He muttered but Emily heard him and glared at him.
Ian chuckled and kissed her forehead.
Emily smiled as she cuddled the kitten.
Ian Doyle's villa: August 30, 2004
Louise brought Declan home from where ever they went that day.
Declan ran over to Emily, "Lauren!" he stopped and looked at the kitten in Emily's arms, "What's that?"
"A kitten. His name is Sergio." Emily said softly, she had already asked Ian to make sure Declan wasn't allergic to cats, "Want to hold him?"
"Can I?" Declan asked in amazement. Emily nodded and handed him the kitten, "Aww…so fuzzy!"
Emily chuckled softly and looked up to see Ian near the doorway, she smiled softly at him.