#ragingemerson

Genevieve had been unable to sleep that night. She tended to have that problem whenever she was in a new place. Not that Tulach Island was new place, of course, but she had to get used to being back after so long on Isle D’Alessio. So after tossing and turning for almost an hour, she’d decided to head down to the warehouse. She figured she’d might as well work on inventory, since she wasn’t going to get much sleep tonight.

When she got to the warehouse, Genevieve was only slightly surprised to see her youngest child there. She knew Emerson worked nights there, and also knew her daughter had been struggling with sleeping since the ambush. She hoped Ford’s death had brought her some closure, but she wasn’t sure it had. Wrapping her arms around her daughter as a way of greeting, she said “How are you?” She knew it was a loaded question, but hoped Emerson would give her an honest answer.

Aoife knocked on the door of Emerson’s office. She wanted to check up on her captain. She knew that the power outage had caused chaos and was worried that Emerson would be stressed out over it. “Can I come in?” she asked. Then she quickly added “Its your favorite doctor. I brought you Samoan coffee from the canteen.” She knew Emerson had a weakness for Samoan coffee and hoped it might cheer the younger woman up.

One of the first things Genevieve did when she got to the island was to go check on her daughter. She’d always known this life was a risky one, but she’d  come far too close to losing Emerson for comfort. She knocked on the door of her daughter’s villa, waiting for the captain to answer. When the door opened, Genevieve immediately wrapped her arms around her youngest child. “Are you okay?” she asked. “I’ve been so worried about you.” They’d been in contact by their phones, but that wasn’t the same as seeing her daughter in person.

"Roger is a good boy” said Genevieve. “Maybe we can convince your father to let you keep him with you this time.” After all, the animals hadn’t been much of a problem on this island. All the pirates had their dogs well-trained, it seemed. “And I’m glad to see you out and about.” She was still worried her daughter wasn’t in the right frame of mind, but at least she wasn’t hiding in her quarters. “Have you been sleeping any better?” Genevieve didn’t want to psychoanalyze her daughter, but she did want to show she cared.

Aoife shook her head. “I know love can be shitty” she said. “But when its good, its definitely worth all the heartbreak.” Aoife didn’t want to give up on love, and she hoped Emerson wouldn’t either. “And in the meantime, there’s lots of gorgeous people here to fuck.”

Aoife knocked on the door of Emerson’s villa, waiting for he friend and captain to open the door. The two had made plans to get drunk and watch movies on Netflix that night. In one hand, Aoife held a bag that contained a bottle of wine and some brownies she’d swiped from the canteen. There was also a bag of bacon-flavored treats she had picked out for Roger, not wanting Emerson’s pet to feel left out that evening. As the door swung open, Aoife smiled at the brunette. “Let’s get this party started” she teased goodnaturedly.

Aoife snorted in disbelief. “Don’t be stupid” she said boldly. “You deserve love as much as the next person.” Hell, after everything Emerson had been through, she deserved it more than a lot of people.