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Majesté D'ivoire
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[size=1]Matthew looked at her strangely for a moment. "What do you mean it makes you uncomfortable? They're just facts of life. And Merlin, stop being so overdramatic about it. Of course I care: that's why I'm sitting here risking my neck by being out in the open."[/size]
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"You're not risking your neck to be with me," she said quietly, not looking at him. "You're risking your neck so that you can scout out this goddamn coffee shop. I'm overdramatic? You're so... so consumed by this stupid revenge plan of yours that you suspect a cafe of evil."

Her voice was calm and even, though her hands shook as she picked up her cup to take a sip. "You're willing to waste an hour or two in here, watching for dark marks or whatever it is you're against this week, but you can't take the ten minutes it requires to write me a damned letter saying that you're alright. Saying that you miss me. Saying that you love me."

Finally, she looked at him. "You've never told me that you love me, Matthew."[/size]
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[size=1]Matthew sighed, exasperated. "Blu, what I'm doing? This is important," he said. "I'm staking this place out for a reason, a reason which will allow me to succeed in the plans I have."

He was honestly growing a bit irritated. Well, a lot irritated. What right did she have to actually criticize him for trying to save his own life?

"And you know what? I'm busy, Blu. I'm always busy. And yes, I know I've never told you that I love you, but aren't you glad I'm at least honest?" he asked, speaking in a soft enough voice that no one would look over at him. "Blu, how can I fall in love with you that quickly? It doesn't make sense, especially considering how rarely we get to see each other."[/size]
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"We had three months together," she responded, resolute. "Matthew, you can't tell me that, in the past month you haven't had a single moment of spare time. You know why you aren't in love with me?" she asked softly.

"You've never stopped being in love with Emma. And I believe that you want to have a girlfriend. You want me to... to be there when you want me. But after that, you just... expect me to fade away, or something," she said bitterly. "Matthew, I don't have much time left. I... I don't know if I have a month left, even. But I won't spend the rest of my life taking second place for you."[/size]
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[size=1]"People don't fall in love in 3 months, Blu. I don't know what kind of chick flick you're living in,' Matthew replied. "It takes time - time that I don't have right now. But if you don't want to waste your time? Then fine, it's over," he said, standing up.[/size]
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Blu glared at him, though she remained seated. "I wish you never even walked into my life," she said coldly, "so you know what? I'm going home."

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[size=1]"Fine, whatever," Matthew returned. "I don't even have time for this anyways. Have a nice life."

He turned and walked away from her, frustrated, though while he was hiding and still watching the cafe, he watched her get up and walk away. He was sad, of course, but in the end it sort of paled in comparison to what he was trying to do.[/size]
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An owl flew inside the room and right to Tim. It dropped the letter and landed on a chair, waiting for a reply.

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Mr. Tim Stone,

I`m happy to inform You, that You have won the prize of the best book seller of the decade. Sadly, the Ministry wouldn`t give us your coordinates, so we weren`t able to send You 1000 galleons. If You could give us your current adress, we`d be more than happy to send you your prize!

Sincerely,
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As the owl dropped the letter onto Tim's lap, he hurriedly put down his food and drink, put a few sickles down on the table, and left. Either he had truly won 1000 galleons, or someone was onto him. He did used to sell books, so it could be merely coincidence that they were contacting him now, or it could be some stunt used by the ministry.

Time to deploy some old muggle tricks he had learned in his past.

As he walked outside, he stopped briefly to write down his address on the back of the letter.
P.O. box 12439
Ankara, Turkey

And then he shooed the owl away, and disapparated.
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[size=1]After Flooing to the flat, Emma called for a Muggle taxi which dropped her in the area of the patiserie, Blu had mentioned.

Emma had wandered the the streets in the area for a while, trying to figure out how she was going to do this. What would she say? How would Matthew react to seeing her or to knowing that she wasn't going to turn him in? Emma had no idea, to any of the question that floated round in her head. Instead she concentrated on finding the patiserie hoping that Matthew would either already be in there, or at least pop in at some point during the day.

Finding the shop easily enough, Emma entered, heading straight over to the counter and ordering a plate of doughnuts and a large glass of lemonade before carrying her tray over to a table in clear view of the door. She'd brought a book with her to pass the time and was prepared to sit there until closing, if that's what it took. She just hoped she didnt run into Bridgette. Hadnt Blu said they'd seen her there at the patiserie with her son..? Matthew's son hadnt she said.

Sitting back in her seat and starting on her first doughnut, Emma began to think it may have been best for her to have just Owl'd Matthew first to meet her. Oh well... nothing she could do about that now.[/size]
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[size=1]After leaving Silverhawk Manor, Matthew immediately headed back to the church. None of his things were disturbed, nor were the many wards he'd put up. Instantly relieved, he decided that he was safe enough for the moment to afford to check the cafe.

He wanted to see if there was one last chance to catch Anonymous up to something, because he knew for a fact that the cafe had ties to the place.

Heading down to the Majesté D'Ivoire, he braced himself for seeing Bridgette and her (possibly their) son, but he could never have prepared himself for what he actually saw.

Emma was there...his Emma.

And she was pregnant, looking to be quite far along actually. The fact that she and Kevin were having a baby together made his blood boil. It was probably the one thing at that point that could make him wish the last four years had never happen.

He still did (and always would) have a soft spot in his heart when it came to Emma.

Approaching her, yet entirely unsure about what to say, he settled for, "I didn't expect to see you here."

He knew he couldn't be in plain sight for long, so he had to make the conversation count.[/size]
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[size=1]Everytime the door to the cafe opened, letting in a slight breeze from the street beyond, Emma's eyes poked up over the top of her book to see if it was Matthew. Everytime she had been sadly disappointed, for it was always just somebody popping in to get a cake, a brownie or a drink.

Taking a bite of her third doughtnut, silently damning the amount she had taken to eating during the last months, Emma nearly choked for swallowing down the mouthful as the door again opened and a just the person she'd been waiting for stepped in. Pushing her plate and book aside, Emma watched silently as he approached the table, a lot of surprised etched on his face, although whether at the sight of her here in the cafe, or the sight of her rounded stomach, she couldnt be entirely sure. She'd just assume both. Besides, what should it matter. He'd told her he accepted her being with Kevin and would let her go. Why should her being pregnant cause tension?

'I didn't expect to see you here.'

Emma gestured to the seat opposite her, with a small yet nervous smile. She hadn't seen him since September and then things had been somewhat okay between them She just hoped this would last. "Well to tell you the truth, I was expecting to see you here... or if not here, at that church you've been hiding out at." Emma bit her lip, not entierly sure how he'd react to her knowing his whereabouts.

"That's what Im here to talk about actually. I know you've been here and at the church... I even know that you may even have a son in this very store..." she paused letting this news digest, hoping he wouldn't ask where she had got the information from; Blu had enough on her plate at it was. "The Aurors and DE's would have a field day if they knew; you'd be caught, thrown in Azkaban and possibily given the kiss... or maybe worse if Annonymous found you, I dont know. But... I thought you should know that I'm not going to tell them... but I think you should run... hide... perhaps start a new somewhere far, far away."[/size]
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[size=1]If Matthew was surprised to see Emma there, it was nothing compared to his surprise at finding out how much she knew. She knew where he'd been hiding, she knew about the cafe, and she even knew about his possible son!

"How did you..." he began to ask, astonished, but then he stopped.

Blu. It had to be Blu, because she was the only one who knew where to find him. And she was the only one who would just tell Emma without having the Death Eaters, Anonymous or the entire Auror force come after him.

"Never mind," he said, figuring that wasn't even important as long as no one else knew.

And he was even more astonished at what she was there to tell him. "You want... to save me?" he asked. It was more than he ever could have hoped for, and he loved Emma even more in that instant.

"Thank you." Those were probably the most sincere words he'd said all year, but Matthew didn't often have conversations where he got to mean what he said. "You have no idea what this means to me."

He was sure she had some idea, of course, but until one was hunted down by evey side imaginable, they would have no idea about how hard it was and how much of a gift Emma was giving him.

She was giving him his life. If the Death Eaters found him, he'd be killed. If Anonymous found him, he'd be tortured for information then killed, and if the Aurors found him, he'd be tried for information, sent to Azkaban and then he'd have his soul sucked out of him.

Glancing at her stomach, he said civilly, "And I see a congratulations is in order." He'd told her he could accept her and Kevin, and, with time, that statement might actually come true, so the least he could do was ask about the baby.

But then... a thought ran through his mind. She looked pretty far along, and their one night in August wasn't that long ago...

"How far along are you?" he asked casually.[/size]
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[size=1]At Matthew's question,Emma sighed deeply, her expression serious. "Of course I want to save you, Matthew. I mean I know you have done a hell of a lot that has hurt me over the last year and still does hurt to think about," she thought back to how emotional she'd got filling out the account of that year for his file. "But im not about to let you get killed.

She shifted somewhat in her seat, trying to find a more comfortable position as the baby shifted. "I mean, you lied to me, you controlled me under that god awful potion... you even tried to make me kill Kevin. I cant exactly forgive you for all that but niether can I say I hate you for it either. I mean you did it because you loved me and wanted me back. Merlin only knows what I'd have done to get you back had our positions been changed. And all that you've done to others, like Julie for instance... I don't agree with it one bit and can't for the life of me see ay reasoning behind it."

Emma sat back in he seat, resting her hands lightly across her stomach. "But as it was pointed out to me the other day, I've seen the good in you, back then when we were together before all this hell began and I doubt it's all gone. So you're vey welcome. I just want to see you sort out your life, no Anonymous, no running..." she trailed off.

Catching his glance at her stomach, she gave a small smile, glancing down at her stomach also, realising how much of a surprise this must be for Matthew after last seeing her, some twenty or so pounds lighter. "Thanks, was a bit of a surprise. Woke up after an attack at Gringotts in St Mungos with a couple of bruised ribs, couldn't stomach the food and found out it was morning sickness. Supposedly Im due sometime mid-July and not a moment too soon." She sighed, thinking on the next month and a half ahead. "But I mean look at the size of me and then I'm restless, cant sleep and my back and abdomen have been aching a bit the the last few days. Probabbly just normal but so agrivating."[/size]

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[size=1]"Believe me," Matthew said with a sigh. "I want nothing more than to sort out my life," he told her.

"And there's..." He hesitated for a moment, for he wasn't used to sharing his actual plans with people. No, pretty much everyone saw a charade or whatever he wanted them to see. No one knew his real plans, because he couldn't let anyone know his real plans.

"Look: there's something about this cafe that is connected to Anonymous. I'm not sure how, but I figured you'd be able to use the information," he said.

He glanced at her stomach, and he couldn't help but think... was there a possibility?

Blinking into monotones and completely unable to help himself, he checked how far along she actually was.

Looking up at her, he said, "You're further along than you think, and I think... I think there's the possibility that the baby could be mine."
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[size=1]"Annonymous? Here?" Emma hands found their way further around her stomach as if expecting someone to jump out and attack at anymoment. "I mean.. are you sure... I... thank you," she gave him a crooked smile in gratitude but her smile was soon overtaken by confusion as he again glanced at her stomach, a look much like the one Abi got when she went into Monotone, on his face.

"Matthew, what...?" she started to ask before stopping abruptly, her eyes wide, a tirade of thoughts flooding into her mind at his words. "Further along I... I dont understand... how. Chris said... and that might mean... No! Matthew No!" Emma's voice rose as he suggested the baby might be his.

Emma pushed her chair back, shaking her head furiously. This could not be happening. She came here to save his life and he goes and tells her this, suggests this!? It wasn't right. "No, Matthew! It's not true because Chris said so. He told me I had another month and a half, the dates do not add up. You cant... Ow... cant be the father!" Emma paused, reaching out and grabbing the back of the chair a moment, as a sharp pain throbbed in her stomach.

After a moment it stopped and she reached for her bag, shoving her book inside and pulling out her purse, rifling about distractedly for money to leave for her food and drink. She was not sitting around while Matthew made another attempt to win her back. She ground her teeth as another shooting pain was felt,starting to worry something could be wrong. Eye starting to fill, as she rubbed her abdomen, Emma glared across the table at Matthew, shouldering her bag and shuffling a few feet towards the door. "This is not fair! I helped you today....you said you were okay with me and Kevin and then you go and suggest something like...Ow... that! I just want this one this to go right, no bonding potion, no rushed marriage, no having to leave him to ask for your help... no you fathering my child. Kevin and my child. Alright." By the end of this speech she was upset to say the least but at the same time she was doing the math an if these pain were what she feared they might be, and Matthew was right that she was furhter along than she thought, then... the dates might match after all... either could be the father... Matthew or Kevin. "Kevin... is the father."[/size]
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[size=1]Matthew was now completely ignoring the fact that Emma was mad at him for his statement, considering he had really been expecting an answer like that from her. After all, why shouldn't he after everything he tried to pull?

And all of that was thrown out the window as Emma seemed to be...in pain?

Dear merlin, could she be in labor already? It was a possibility, of course.

Standing up, he immediately went to help her. It was out of pure instinct. "Emma? Are you all right? Is it the baby?"[/size]
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[size=1]Emma's let out another gasp of pain before feeling a somewhat different sensation... a warm, wet sensation. "Oh no... Oh please no," she muttered, clutching her stomach.

As Matthew approached she looked up at him glaring. "I think that was just my waters breaking! It's too soon! Im not due yet," she gasp feeling her stomach clench. "Oh, I need to sit down and I need my husband. Ow! Jeez that hurts. Why did you have to go and suggest that? Just go! You are not the father..." Emma ground out through clenched teeth, before adding somewhat weaker. "You can't be."

Emma just wanted Kevin, the father of her baby. She just hoped that watch she'd got him for Christmas worked, because Merlin if that was her first contraction it hurt. She turned back to Matthew, taking a deep breath. Why had she thought to trust him? "Just go..." she muttered, finally.[/size]
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[size=1]Kevin had been just about to depart to St.Mungo's- had even, in fact, sent over a page saying he was on his way, when his watch started to burn into his hand at the office. He'd swallowed, knowing from the note at home that Emma was in France, and where, disapparating on the spot, clutching at his watch.

As he arrived, he had to hurry down the streets, nearly running into people to find the cafe, but when he got there, he froze.

Matthew Berenson was standing in front of his wife, who was panting, in pain, and looking panicked. He swallowed, and heard her say something that caused him to nearly boil in a bit of an overprotective, jealous fury. This man had tried to kill him on several occassions, in more than one way...he'd stolen Julie away from him, slept with his wife, and from what he could gather, was ruining Abi's life as well. And yet here he was, attempting to help her out of the chair?

Kevin approached from behind, and reached over to tap Matthew's shoulder. Matthew was looking at Emma and didn't turn around, {permission to godmod}, but Kevin said simply, "Hey, jack ass."

Which caused him to turn around, and meet the other side of Kevin's fist.

Kevin didn't pay attention to him a second after that, though part of him was itching to arrest Matthew right then. That thought was quenched a second later anyways, because Matthew shimmered out, or whatever it was that Matthew and Abi did instead of Apparating. He cursed under his breath, but knelt down besides Emma, trying to ignore the idea that this meant it could be Matthew's baby too. He was also ignoring the people in the cafe, who were shrieking for them to leave after punching out one of the customers. Well. He'd deserved it.

"Emma, breathe. Breathe. Come on," He offered his arm out, holding it steady, and gripping her to help her out of the chair. "Everything is going to be ok, I promise. We're going to Mungo's right now, and everything else can wait until this is through. Everything will be fine."

The last part was a little bit in reference to the idea that they did have to talk about why Matthew had been there, but the only thing that mattered to him right now, was Emma, and her safety. [/size]

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Emma winced as another pain was felt, too busy clutching her stomach to shrug Matthew away as he tried to help her from her chair but hearing the cafe door open she looked up and couldnt help thinking 'Oh great, another person to watch the show,' but was relieved to see that it was Kevin. Matthew however hadn't seemed to notice until Kevin was tapping him on the shoulder and calling him a Jack Ass.

Rarely had Emma ever heard her husband swear but even rarer than that, in fact never, had she seen him hit a guy. She found herself froze a moment, not entirely sure what to do. She'd been here to make sure Matthew was to remain safe but then he's jumped in with that god awful suggestion... that couldnt possibly be true, right? And as for Kevin, she had to admit that after all Matthew had done to his loved ones, Kevin did sort of have a definate right to clock him one.

She didnt have to think however as Matthew, shimmered out and Kevin was at her side. She would have a lot of explaining to do and she was still unsure how much Kevin had heard. "Better for that?" she asked with a raised eyebrow and a small smile. Reaching out she took his offered arm greatfully, and allowed him to help her up, nodding at his advice. Breathe. That's what those books on pregnancy always said for this part. Breathe. So breathe was what she did. "I... Matthew said the baby was further along than we thought... he used his montones I think... and as much as I hate to say he's right... I think he is... I think I'm having this baby... our baby." Emma gripped Kevin's arm hard, as the all too familiar grip on her stomach returned and allowed him to guide her out and Apparate her to St Mungo's.

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Leaving the flat, Emma headed to the first place that came to mind - the last place she had encountered Matthew, nearly a year ago. Hovering outside the entrance of Majeste D'ivoire, she glanced in through the window of the cafe, hoping so a glimpse of her ex, sat inside at one of the tables. There were several people inside but not one of the faces were reconisable. Perhaps he'd turn up in a little while.

Crossing the road Emma hovered at the entrance of an alleyway, directly opposite to the cafe, keeping watch on the door and the street for incase Matthew arrived. It was a long shot his even turning up, but she was willing to wait to give him a piece of her mind.
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