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Care

Sean yawned as Albert headed towards the kitchen. It had been a long few weeks and he was glad the long con was coming to an end.

"You alright?" Albert turned to the youngest member of the team.

"Yeah." Sean watched as Danny walked into the living room running a hand through his messy blonde hair.

"Coffee. I need coffee."

"I'm not surprised. What time did you get in last night?" Ash asked as he took a mug of tea from Albert. "You ready for today?"

"Course I am." Danny answered as he searched through the fridge looking for milk.

"You mess this up and that's it. The job is over." Ash glared at him. "All that work gone."

"Look, me and Emma meet the idiot later this morning, convince him that Carole's niece is the next big thing in modelling and we get him to the club to meet her and Stacie."

"The proud parents." Albert smiled as Stacie rested a hand on her ever growing baby bump. Ash smiled at her and turned back to the toast he was trying not to cremate.

"It's good of young Maria to agree to help. I know Carole will be watching her like a hawk."

"This man is scum." Ash glared. "Conning kids like that. I know Maria is happy to help us stop him."

"Come on, I've got a meet to set up." He smiled at Stacie before heading towards the door.

"Where's Mickey and Emma?" Danny asked.

"I don't want to know what they are up to." Sean pulled a face.

"Grow up." Stacie snapped. "Your sister is happy. Get over it."

"I."

"She's right." Albert stated. "Life is too short. Emma and Mickey are happy together. He wont hurt her, if he did. If he even thought about doing something stupid it isn't jut you he'd have to face."

"Exactly, so shut up and get a move on." Ash tried and failed to motivate the younger members of the crew. Stacie smiled slightly.

"What would you know about it?" Sean sulked. "You've all been married before."

"I ain't." Danny frowned.

"Ash, two marriages."

"Oi, I was a widower." Ash narrowed his eyes.

"Mickey, one ex-wife. Albert, one ex fiancé."

"Sean, the last time you had a girlfriend the Spice Girls were number one. Stop bitching and move." Danny half pushed him out the door. Stacie locked eyes with Ash, silently wondering if they did have a chance.

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Mickey closed his eyes as he let the hot water fall over him. The last few weeks had been a nightmare but now Eddie and Carole were happily married, the con was almost over and he and Emma were finally getting somewhere. He smiled as he thought of the petite blonde asleep in her room.

Minutes later he was half dressed and out of the bathroom. The living room was deserted, breakfast dishes remained in the sink. "Oh great, thanks guys." He shook his head as he made his way to the sink, knowing he had time to clean up before he went to meet the woman who seemed to be masterminding the model agency scam they were trying to stop. A cough caught his attention as the water ran into the sink. A second cough told him it was coming from Emma's room. He crossed to her door in seconds, opening the door and walking in.

"Em."

"Go away." Emma coughed once more. "I'm dying."

"No you are not." Mickey felt his heart rate increase.

"I am." She flopped back on the pillows, eyes closed. Mickey touched her forehead and pulled back as he realised how hot she was.

"You're burning up."

"I'm freezing." She curled on her side and tried to ignore the pain that shot through her every time she moved. "Give me ten minutes I'll be fine. I'm meeting Danny at Lancaster's office at 10."

"No you are not." Mickey stared at her.

"I am. "She opened her eyes. "Mickey, I'm fine."

"You look awful."

"Thanks." She rolled her eyes as Mickey got to his feet.

"I'll get you some paracetamol and something to drink. You can't go anywhere today. Danny will have to manage on his own."

"Danny?"

"Believe it or not he has done in the past." Mickey watched as she closed her eyes. "I'll have to go to the club but I'll be back. You stay here."

"Mickey, I don't need a nurse maid. I'll be fine. Once the paracetamol kicks in."

"You are not working today. What if Stacie catches whatever bug this is in her condition? What if we all do? No. You stay here and watch crappy daytime TV. I will be back as soon as I can." He brushed a strand of hair away from her forehead before stepping away from her bed. Emma was asleep before he left the room.

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A/N I will finish the other fic but this wouldn't leave me alone. Is Emma ok? Is Carole's niece as good at grifting as she is? Please review.