Chapter four

Alone time with Comet

Raven, all but charged into her room, with Emmet and Colm tailing right behind her. Emmet was still a bit shocked about what had happened in the hallway. No one had kissed him like that before, especially by another male. He was somewhat of a virgin to the world of homosexuality; but he had accepted that he was attracted to his fellow singer, Colm, a few months ago.

"You know, you guys can make yourselves comfortable, unless you planned on just dropping me off," Raven replied in a cold voice. The lads winced a little at their friend's cold voice. But they supposed she had a right to be angry.

"Not a chance, Raye. Not when you're this upset," Colm bravely said.

"Well go ahead then."

So the boys made themselves comfortable by sitting on the chairs, near the balcony.

"Are you okay, Em?" Colm asked, with concerned, as he placed a hand on his friend's shoulder. The brunette's throat still looked a little red from the pressure. Emmet instinctively winced and Colm immediately removed his hand. "Sorry," he apologized.

"Don't be, it's not your fault. I overreacted; but I'm fine, just a little shaken," Emmet replied, quietly.

"Hey Em? You don't have to answer if you don't want too," Colm started, sounding a bit awkward, "but that wasn't your first kiss, was it?" Emmet flushed deep red with embarrassment.

"Uh, if you mean by intimately? Then, yeah, it was."

Raye's eyes widened as she heard Emmet's answer and started flipping out. She needed to hit something, she was so angry. She wasn't angry, because she couldn't be the first one, no, she respected him too much; but she was angry that Colm didn't get to be his first in a romantic way. But however mad she was, she wasn't going to touch her singers; Emmet had already been touched inappropriately and in front of his friends. She settled by littering the room with her clothes. She also started to rant quietly, cursing McAdams, as the boys just sat there calmly and let her. After a few minutes, she started to calm down, but she was still a bit tense.

"So who was he anyway?" Emmet asked.

Raven took a deep breath. "Brett McAdams, age 18, senior, lives in London, typical rich kid, plays football, goes to a private high school, my school in fact, has always given me a hard time, ever since I deduced his family problems," Raven deduced in a single sentence. Both Colm and Emmet were impressed.

"That was extraordinary," Emmet complimented, making Raven blush.

"You really think so?"

"Yep, quite so. You really are the teen detective," Colm replied with a smile.

"That's not normally what people say."

"What do they normally say?" Colm asked.

"Piss off," Raye smirked.

After calming down and cooling her head off, she realized that the boys might be thirsty after not having quick break from their meet-and-great to the incident in the hallway, to listening to Raye lash out her anger.

"I apologize, do you guys want something to drink?" she asked. Colm made to stand.

"It's okay; we don't to over stay our welcome. We should probably get going before the guys get too worried," Colm explained easily.

Raven knew the real reason. She ducked her head in shame. She shouldn't have overreacted by Emmet's harassment, I mean, he did get hurt. The bastard was choking him! She was overprotective over Emmet and Colm, and could be quite jealous if anyone not outside the Celtic Thunder group touched them that made them in anyway uncomfortable. That was the trait she inherited from her Father. Sherlock was like that with her, John, Mrs. Hudson, and Molly Hooper.

"I'm sorry, I overreacted without thinking. And I've made you guys uncomfortable. It's a Holmes trait, I suppose."

Emmet gave Colm an almost pleading look. "Can't we stay? I mean, her friends aren't back yet, and I'm not sure we should leave her alone, given the state she's in," Emmet stated.

Colm gave her a questioning look. "Only if she doesn't mind two exhausted men spending the night," he said, being half-serious, and half-joking.

"As long as they're from Celtic Thunder and that their names are Colm and Emmet," Raye smirked right back. "Besides, you guys are exhausted and he could still be hanging out in the hallways, hoping to finish off what he started," she said. But as soon as she said it, she instantly regretted it, seeing the uneasy look on Colm's face; though she relaxed at Emmet's look of innocence.

"Finish what?" the brunette asked, innocently.

"It's nothing," Colm said at once.

It was 2 in the morning when Jen and Ally decided to come back to their room, exhausted, but quite pleased with themselves. They were talking excitedly as Jen took out her room key and unlocked the door. Jen was laughing at something that Ally had said.

"Yeah I know. That was – what the hell happened here?" she asked in surprise, as the two took in the sight of their messed up room.

Raye sat up, from leaning against Emmet, looking guilty. She had been sitting on the floor, leaning against Emmet's legs, while the three of them just talked, and getting to know each other.

"Ah, about that…"

Allison crossed her arms. "You had another breakdown, didn't you?" she accused.

"What was it this time?" Jen asked.

"I can explain," Colm started. He felt that neither Raye nor Emmet wanted to discuss what had happened; plus he didn't think his innocent friend knew the seriousness of it. "There was this boy, Brett McAdams, who apparently knew Raye from school." Allison and Jen stole a dark glance at each other. Jen nodded for Colm to continue. He cleared his throat. "He insulted Sherlock Holmes by calling him a Freak, he started to choke Emmet, and he also forcefully stole Emmet's first kiss in front of us," he continued darkly. Allison and Jen gaped.

"Are you serious?" Jen asked. Colm glanced at her.

"Dead serious. I wouldn't make something like this up," Colm replied, with a little heat in his voice.

He was just as upset as Raye was, but for a totally different reason. He had suspected that Emmet liked him; but it wasn't just because they were co-singers, or hung out a lot, or did their Comet Q&A sessions. He knew that Emmet liked him more than just a brotherly friendship. He felt the same way about the brunette. He just needed some courage and a moment to ask Em out, without freaking his own crush/friend out.

And Brett McAdams got away with that? Jen and Allison both asked to themselves. Raven rolled her eyes, knowing their unasked question, snapping Colm out of his thoughts.

"Of course he didn't get away with that. I told him that the next time he touches you guys or the other Celtic Thunder guys, that as soon as he was back in London; I was going to have Mycroft throw his ass in jail." Emmet couldn't help but smile.

"Her words exactly."

"So, what's next?" Allison asked.

"How about a sleepover? If we put the two twin beds together, it will turn into a king; the three of us, can fit on it, while you guys take over Jen's bed…that is if you two don't mind sharing a bed tonight," Raye suggested, trying hard to get her head out of the gutter. Emmet shrugged easily.

"Sounds like a plan, is that okay with you?" he asked Colm. Raye caught Colm's blush.

"Yeah…I'm cool with that."