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Emily's POV

Today we're going to do sometging else then work. We only did one day of work but I don't mind doing something different. Of course I love my job but I don't like getting kidnapped.

"Emily seriously? I don't know what you do stay so tiny but after this mission I have gained 20 pounds." Sam says while eating his breakfast.

"Well then I know what we can do today."

"And that is?" Sam sits straight up.

"We can go rockclimbing." I never did it but I think it will be fun.

"Rockclimbing? Indoors I hope?" Sam says woth breakfast on his mouth.

"Yes I never did it before so I don't think it is a good idea to do it outside."

"Then I'll beat you!" Sam starts laughing.

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"How the... how did you get there so fast?" Sam says catching his breath.

"I thought I would fly my way up."

"Ha ha ha very funny. Are you sure this is your first time doing this because I don't believe you." Sam just looks at me.

"Yeah I am pretty sure I never did this before."

"Maybe you were a mountain goat in your past life. Yeah that is it. A mountain goat." I can see he is proud of his comment but I can't help but laugh.

"Yes I was a mountain goat." I start to laugh harder and I can see the smile on Sam's face getting bigger and bigger untill he can't hold it anymore and breaks out in laughter too.
After we finish laughing we climb down.

"Do you want to go to that ice cream store we came saw on our way here?" Ice cream, yes please.

"Yeah sure." I say not to sound over excited for ice cream. Well there is nothing wrong with being excited for ice cream.

Because we don't have a car we take a cab to the ice cream place.

"Here you go." Sam places the boll with ice cream infront of me. It looks delicious.

"Thank you." He takes a seat across from me and starts eating his ice cream.

''MMMh it's delicious.'' He has ice cream almost all over his face. I start to laugh and he looks at me with a weird glanse.

''You have- a little bit of- ice cream on your face.'' I point at his face. He seriously tries to get the ice cream of but he literally looks like a two year old.

''Is it gone?'' I just shake my head and he gets out his Phone to look at his face. 

''How the hack did I do this?'' He takes out a napkin and cleans his face. 

''Well look who we got here.'' I recognize the voice. I look behind me and there's the who was with Mark (the guy from the park). ''Emily and Sam? Am I right?'' He takes a seat next to me. '' Hi I am Jason.''

He puts his hand on my leg

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He puts his hand on my leg. ''So how are you guys doing? A bit shaken up from yesterday? I wanted to apologize about that.'' 

''Why do I have the feeling you don't want to apologize?'' Sam says and looks a Jason with a deadly stare.

''You think you're a good one, don't you?'' His grib on my leg tightens.I try to get his hand away but that doesn't work.

''Well you apologized so can you leave us alone?'' His hand moved further up my leg.

''Sure, see you later.'' He pinched my leg and then he left. I let out a sigh.

''What was that about? We could have talked to him longer.'' Sam whispers.

''Sorry but I wasn't comfortable with him.''

''Of course you're not comfortable with him. I don't trust him either but if we want this to work then we need to try to set those feeling aside.'' I think that came out to harsh.

''Yes well the next time he is running his hand up my leg I will just let him do that, of course if that helps with the mission I'll let him touch me.'' The last part in sarcasm. I can see the look on his face change. I don't know why I am so mad but I take my coat and leave the ice cream place. 


Sam's POV

''Yes well the next time he is running his hand up my leg I will just let him do that, of course if that helps with the mission I'll let him touch me.'' What did she just say? Suddenly she gets her coat and almost runs out of the store. I quickly get my stuff and go after her.

''Emily! Wait!'' Luckly she stops. I get closser and take her arms and rub my hands up and down her arms. ''I am sorry I didn't mean it like that. Of course I don't want him to touch you like that. If he ever tries something again you let me know, directly, Okay?'' She nods. '' Lets go home.'' 

It is already dark while walking back home. The walk only took 10 minutes so it was okay. When we got home it was only 8 at night.

''What do you want for diner?'' I ask while standing in the kitchen. The only thing we had was ice cream so I wasn't really full from that.

''I am not hungry. But you can make something. I am going to take a shower and then I'll go to bed.'' She gets up and walks off. There is something wrong. Did he maybe touch her more then what she said? 

I make a burger and take some bread and that is my dinner for tonight. Emily normally makes something healty but I didn't put any effort in it.

At 9 Emily walks out of the bedroom and goes to the kitchen to get a glass of water. ''Hey Em? Can I ask you something?'' I ask from the couch.

''Sure.'' She sits down next to me. ''What do you want to know?'' 

''Did he touch you more then you said he did?'' Her face is blank.

''No he didn't. His hand was on my leg and I didn't like it. That's all.'' She says.

''Are you sure about that? Because I know something is wrong. I would really like to know what.'' 


Emily's POV

Shit what do I say? If I say that it is nothing, he won't believe me. Or else he wouldn't have asked that quiestion. Of course I can't tell him about Damian. Damian and I never had sex but he loved to try to get me to. He would Always start with running his hands up my legs, over my stomach, then lightly over my breast and then to my face. He would grab my face and hold it so we could kiss.

''Emily?'' I snap out of my thought. ''What is it? You can tell me I won't tell anybody else if you don't want me to.'' 

''Just bad memories from the past. I don't really like to talk about it. Goodnight.'' I get up and walk back to the bedroom. I told the truth for a bit. My first years of my live weren't the greatest, if I put it the nice way.



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