She looked at him curiously as he walked away, she laughed although it was barley audible with the pounding music, the pickup lines were cheesy yet enduring. “Nice to meet you. Danny is it?” she smirked “Sorry I’m already taken.” She teased flashing her wedding ring “Thanks for the drink though.” She laughed. “I don’t think my hubby will like you trying to hit on me.” She smiled, it was genuine and happy, there was a spark behind her blue eyes that hadn’t been there since she was a young girl. She had forgotten everything for the moment, all she was worried about was the here and now, this single moment.

She stood up with a playful smirk on her face “You going to ask me to dance or am I going to have to beg you?” she said but before he could answer she was already dragging him to the center of the dance floor. Everyone seemed to be in their own world on the dance floor and she was only focused on him, she could care less about anyone else in the whole damn place at that moment. She placed her arms around her neck as they started to grind and dirty dance to the slightly ironic song that blasted through the speakers.

"Oh just my luck, I bet you're married to some dashing and unimaginably sexy man." He said with a little laugh. He smiled back at her, actually happy. “You going to ask me to dance or am I going to have to beg you?” "Well I mean begging wouldn't bewooah!" Danny was cut off as she pulled him out to the dance floor. He danced with her, moving his body to hers, thinking back, wondering if they had done this already. He looked into her eyes as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Em!....I think I'm!....." Danny was cut off by his pocket vibrating, he pulled out his phone and read the it was Bob calling. Danny looked back up at Emmy and nodded to the back as he duck out from under her arms and grabbed her hand, pulling her with him to a point where he could take a phone call.

"Danny!? Where the hell are you?! In Skrillex's I-pod?!" Bob yelled into the phone. "Did you set it up or not Bob?!" "Yea, yea! Ceaser's Palace, Craps table, he'll be in a black pint strip suit with a red tie!" Danny hung up the phone, not really thinking Bob deserved a thanks after everything he put him through. Danny walked out of the club into the front with Emmy's hand in his, holding it like he never wanted to let it go, he didn't say a word to her. When they got out front a black limo pulled up. "That's for you..." Danny said as he turned to Emmy with a stern face. "That limo will take you to a airstrip, Frank's private jet is there, it'll fly you back home..." Danny said as he kept his eyes on hers, knowing she deserved that much. He let her get out whatever she wanted to, wether she would be sad and begged no or furious and called him a basterd, his mind had been made up back at franks club. She was everything he wanted but no matter what she thought about him he wasn't right for her. She didn't know the whole story, and with what little respect she might of had for him at that moment would disappear if she saw what would happen at this meeting. He had to send her back, for her good to not be with him, and to leave on a good memory. "I'm sorry Em..." He said as the two men got out of the back of the limo they were like car sized men, Franks body guards, Danny had asked Frank to have them come to protect her but mainly make sure she left. Danny listened to every word she would throw at him but nothing was changing his mind. Danny leaned in and kissed Emmy's cheek, "Goodbye Emmy..." Danny whispered in her ear as he turned and walked away, down the sidewalk. The big guards making sure Emmy got in the car.

Danny, more stoic and emotionless now, found a cab and headed back to the parking lot that they had dropped the lambo off at. In there he pulled out the briefcase and keys, locking the car as he took a deep breath and went back down to the cab. As he rode to Ceaser's palace, his mind raced with every memory of Emmy, her moves, her faces, her smile and laugh. Danny focused on the briefcase as he tried to clear his mind, knowing he would have to deal with this choice for the rest of his life but he couldn't dwell on it now. Ariving at Ceaser's Palace he went inside and into the Casino, once inside it wasn't hard to pick out the boss who he was meeting. He was surrounded by 3 men in suits, probably packing. Danny walked up to the man and the man looked back at him. "Danny." Said the boss. "Hello Tom, been a while."

The second Emmy saw the limo, her smile dropped and a horrible feeling washed over her. He was doing this by himself, he was sending her home. She knew the moment the men stepped out of the limo. As she watched the men emerge from the car his voice stabbed at her heart "I'm sorry Em..." tears formed in her eyes, Emerson Bennett didn’t cry, she hadn’t cried since she was a little girl, she had never had anything worth crying for, but now the tears escaped her eyes making faded black tear trails down her pale cheeks, tears she couldn’t control.

“Danny please…don’t do this.” She was begging as she tried her hardest to compose herself “You can’t do this to me” she shook her head in disbelief “You can’t expect me to believe you don’t care, even just a little.” She sniffled “Danny you don’t have to do this alone…” she knew there was nothing she could do or say he seemed as if he didn’t care, his expression unchanging. “Okay, I though…you were different.” She said defeated, she glanced down to the ring on her finger slipping it off as he leaned into kiss her, she slipped it into his jacket pocket and she knew he didn’t feel it, he wouldn’t know till he stuck his hand in his pocket. "Goodbye Emmy..." he whispered into her ear, the words practically killing her. She watched him walk away, reminding herself this wasn’t just a dream, this was all real.

She slide into the limo wiping away her tears trying to seem stronger then she was. They pulled out of the VIP parking lot at the Bellagio. After about fifteen minutes of driving, there was a load pop and a second later the two body guards and Emmy were informed that the limo had a flat. “This doesn’t seem right” one guard looked to the other “Mrs. Bennett, were going to go look around, don’t move.” They ordered her. “Perfect.” She mumbled. After ten minutes of silence Emmy grew irritated. “What the hell?” she said stepping out of the limo only to discover three bodies and four men dressed in black suits cover in tattoos. “Look there’s the precious princess now.” One of the men smirked stepping closer to Emmy. “Who…who are you?” her breathing grew heavy and for the first time in her privileged life she felt helpless. One of the men moved quickly grabbing her harshly making sure she couldn’t escape. “We wanted to make sure you hubby didn’t do us dirty, so we figured we’d kidnap the prima donna.” The man smirked tucking a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. Emmy frowned gently “You got the wrong girl.” She said trying to stay calm. “No, I’m afraid we have the right one.” The man pulled out a picture of the two together as another man tied her up and forced her into the car.