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Fight

Mickey smiled at the woman opposite him, desperately trying to keep his mind on the job he was there to do. Michael Stone did not lose concentration. It just didn't happen. He had to be the one who kept his eyes on the ball. If he didn't he, along with his friends could all end up in prison. Or worse. He knew Emma understood that, so why did his thoughts keep going back to the petite blonde he had left sleeping that morning?

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Emma opened her eyes for the second time that day, relieved that at least the overwhelming nausea had settled. She ran a hand through her long blonde hair and sighed. Danny had never been the type of con man to play things cool. He was brash and could be careless. She just hoped he hadn't bombarded the mark too much. They needed the meeting to work for the con to have half a chance of working. The sound of her mobile startled her from her thoughts. Groaning she threw the duvet away from her and tried to get out of bed. The room around her spun dangerously as Lady Gaga's Born this Way announced someone was trying to make contact.

"ouff." She mumbled as her knees connected with the side of the bed. The world around her faded away into darkness.

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"Ow did it go?" Ash walked alongside Danny as they headed towards a coffee shop. The place was exactly the type he hated. All Americana and coffee with strange sounding names. He didn't trust a drink he couldn't pronounce. Coffee was coffee in his book.

"Alright." Danny nodded, his spike blonde hair sticking up in all directions. "Emma ok? Have you heard from her?"

"Nah. Emma's a tough girl. Bit of flu or women's trouble wont keep her down for long. Now, look I'm meeting Stace at this coffee shop thing before we head to the hospital. I dun want you messing this up. Meet up with Sean as planned and collect Albert. I'll see you back home to talk about it later. Marie is a good kid. Don't mess her about."

"I wont. You sure Carole is alright with us using her niece to set Lancaster up?"

"Yeah. Marie is well up for it. The modelling scam is the oldest in the book. Con young, naive kids into parting with their parents' 'ard earned cash for a few poxy photos that will never get them any work. You know how the modelling industry works. Your face 'as to fit."

"Yeah."

"Well, Marie is going to help us turn the tables on Lancaster. It'll be the last time he earns cash by breaking kids dreams."

"Very poetic, Ash."

"Yeah well. I'm all heart me. You ask Stace. Right. Clear off. I've a scan appointment to get to." Danny smirked before walking away. Ash pulled out his mobile and pressed the speed dial number for Mickey.

"Ash."

"You ok?"

"Yeah."

"Meet went ok, considering Emma wasn't there. You've got the contacts on the inside?"

"Yes, I've spoken to Laurie and James at Fashionable. They are willing to help, their magazine uses legit modelling agencies. There's no way Lancaster should be telling these kids he can get them a photo shoot with James. It is never going to happen and even if it did they would be paying the model, not the other way around."

"True." Ash sighed. "Look, me and Stace are going to the hospital in a bit. The scan."

"Good luck." Mickey smiled at the thought of Ash becoming a parent. It seemed surreal, after all Ash was the one that looked out for them all. It seemed as if he was already the 'dad' of the crew.

"Thanks, any news on Emma?"

"She's not answering the phone. She's probably asleep."

"Mick, this is Emma. She is permanently attached to that phone."

"Yeah, I think I'll nip home and check."

"I would." Ash frowned. "I think you should do that. I'll call Albert, see how his end of the con is going." Ash hung up leaving Mickey with no choice but to go home to look for his girlfriend.

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"Ash." Stacie smiled as Ash walked in the coffee shop.

"You shouldn't be drinking caffiene. It's bad for the baby."

"And how would you know that?" Stacie smiled. "And for the record, it's decaf."

"I was reading one of your baby books." Ash blushed slightly. "I do my research."

"I know." She smiled at him as he stared into the mug in front of him. He still wasn't quite sure what a mocca chocca skinny latte was but it looked as wrong as it sounded. "Its another reason I love you, Ash Morgan." His eyes shot up to hers.

"Stace."

"I know, I'm a soft mare."

"No, I love you an all." He held her gaze as her smiled grew wider. "Now, come on. We're going to be late."

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Mickey dialled Emma's mobile again, his heart racing when it went to answer phone for the forth time. "Come on Em." He ran towards the lift before bursting through the apartment doors. His heart almost stopped beating in his chest as he realised the apartment was deathly silent.

"Emma?" He looked around, half expecting her to appear and start teasing him for being so worried. "Em?" He made his way towards her room when he realised her bedroom door was half open. He froze for a split second when he saw her body laying motionless on the cool white carpet of her room.

"Em? Emma?" He was at her side in seconds as he realised perhaps he was just too late.

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A/N more soon