I knocked on Emilees trailer door to get no reply. I knocked again and heard the faint wail of Alyssa. I tried the door to find it locked.
"Emilee!" I yelled. The wails grew stronger. I sighed and dialed the trailer assistant.
"Hello?" "Hi this is Lana Parrilla I'm currently at Emilee Di Blasios trailer and the door is locked I need to get in and she isn't opening the door and her child is screaming." "I'll be right there." I hung up and waited five long minutes till the blonde walked over.
She took out a big ring of trailer spare keys and unlocked the door.
"Thank you." I jumped up the steps and looked to see Al screaming in her crib by the table. I walked over and picked her up trying to sooth her.
"Shh." I bounced her gently and got her to calm down some. "Em?" I asked walking back to her room. Except she wasn't in there.
Her bed looked untouched. I walked to the bathroom door that was cracked open.
I gasped as I saw Emilee sprawled on the floor in front of the toilet.
"Emilee!" I screamed. I bent over her and checked her pulse to find that she was still alive barley. The bowl had a bile in it. I sighed worried. I shook her shoulder to see if she would wake with no prevail. "Help! I need help!" I cried moving to the door with the baby in my arms.
I got to the door to see a couple actors walk out of their trailers to figure out the source of the noise.
"I need help! Emilee I don't know what happened! She's not responding! Get a damn ambulance here now!" I shouted walking back in.
The baby started acting hungry.
"Oh god your mother is going to be....uggh." I mumbled. A few men rushed in. I pointed to the bathroom. When they came back the carried an Emilee in spandex and a tank top out the door. Ginny ran in when Emilee was out.
"What happened?" She asked worried. I shrugged letting a few tears fall. I handed Al to my friend.
"I need you to take care of her and come to the hospital I need to make sure Emilee is situated." I rushed out leaving no argument even though I knew there wasn't going to be one.
I rushed out to see the men trying to wake her while the faint sound of sirens made the distance. They got a wet cloth and tried talking to her but she wasn't responding.
When the paramedics got there they backed up to allow them to work and get her in the vehicle.
I sat there with Fred waiting for the results. Fred held his granddaughter rocking her back and forth playing with her.
"You look like your mom. Even though it was your uncle and aunt that made you!" God this family line was being messed up.
"Fred and Lana Di Blasio?" I looked up to see a doctor. I jumped up and ran to him. "Emilee had a poison in her body from what we don't know but she ingested it. We have gotten it all the way out and she should be awake when you go back." He smiled before having a nurse guid us to her room.
I opened the door to see her scowling while looking around the room confused.
"Holy hell yours okay." I cried rushing to her side. I hugged her tight.
"What happened?" She asked pulling away. Fred walked over and placed the infant in her arms.
"I found you in your bathroom on the floor passed out. The doctor said you ingested a poison." I summed up letting Fred sit me on his lap.
"Poison? Where wou-" she stopped as her face went blank then to rage.
"What?" Fred prompted.
"It's just I don't remember much except for brushing my teeth." Her eyes went down to her daughter. I knew something was bugging her but I decided not to push it.
When Emilee was checked out of the hospital she wanted to go back to the set and at the moment I was t going to argue with her.
I followed Emilee to her trailer and helped her with the baby.
She sat at the table and fed her baby while I put things away and made lunch.
Spaghetti-o's.
Emilee giggled when I put it into two bowls. I grabbed plastic spoons and sat on the other side of the table.
Emilee set the sleeping baby in the crib and sat back down.
When we finished eating I cleaned up.
"Okay what's going on?" Emilee asked setting her forehead on the table.
"Nothing why do you ask?" She chuckled.
"You forget I got a super power like Ms. Swan." I rolled my eyes.
"Oh stop it we've been through to much to call her Ms. Swan." I purred.
"Fine like Em-am." She laughed.
"Oh just that your mother in law may have called me this mourning." He head shot up as I sat back down.
"What did she say?" She asked worriedly.
"Well I can see why you don't like her. She tried to get me to make you quite or get you fired." Her jaw was literally on the floor.
"What a bitch." She grabbed her phone from the charger next to her and dialed who I presumed was the one and only.
"Hey.....oh I'm all right how are you?......no I got poisoned wouldn't happen to know anything about that would you?......why would I accuse you of such a thing?......let me speak bitch. First of all trying to get me to quite or be fired is illegal. And if it ain't then I'm going to make it. I have a fucking daughter to support. I don't care about the money Jake left behind but you get no say no say in where that goes. I'm changing everything. I'm changing my accounts as well as putting his money in an account you're not aloud to open. Then I'm going to pack up and move out of that god damn house and move to a house you won't even know about. I'll make sure I get a restraining order on you if I have too........no if I suddenly die from another 'poisoning' all mine and Jakes money is going to our daughter Alyssa and she is going to go with my mother." She hung up with a huff.
I sat there with a raised brow.
"That went well."
"Ya and it's about to get better."
