Once Upon An Emily

Emily opened her eyes sleepily and looked up at the face two inches above her own.

"Daniel?" she thought? "What's he doing here?"

The last time she'd seen him was when she'd ditched him at the airport after their daring escape from Sisters Ted and Marina, who chased them at speeds in excess of 200 miles an hour down the highway. He'd done something illegal to the Abby, and they were on the run. Something had occured to her, though she couldn't quite recall what, and she had run away... weaving in and out of the crowd to get rid of him. When she got home, she sincerely regretted it, but she couldn't remember his name (Daniel Van Strien) or his phone number, so she shrugged it off (or so she told herself) and got on with her life. But here he was, inches away from her face, and she found herself not quite as over him as she thought.

"Quick Emily," Daniel said, in that soft sexy voice she'd never quite forgotten, "The sisters have found your hideout. They've already surronded the building. We have to make a run for it!"

Looking into Daniel's eyes, running away was the last thing on Emily's mind. A button on his shirt was halfway undone, and almost unconciously, Emily reached out a hand and knocked it out of it's hole, revealing Daniel's manly chest.

"What are you doing?!?!?!" Daniel cried out. Emily looked at him with eyes as wide as saucers. Not the little saucers either. Big ones. Daniel thought for a moment, then replied, "We'll have time for that later." A sudden pounding on the door interupted him.

"This is Sister Ted." came a voice from beyond the door. "Surrender now, or be prepared to be trapped by my super-neon-juggling net!"

"Oh no!" Emily cried. "What are we going to do?".....add more