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Chapter 24

James's POV

When I finally composed myself I quickly took out my phone and I found missed call from Emma. I don't even know when she was calling me but she left a message.

"Hi...ehmm it's me Emma. I was thinking about what you said. A lot... and you are right. There is no good relationship without a trust." She was saying as I closed my eyes listening her voice. "Ehmm could we meet tonight? Have a talk? I would love that." Making my heart beat faster. "I miss you. Just call me. Or text me." That I miss you was all I needed to know we could work it out. I tried to call her back as I was already on my way out of the restaurant but it went straight to voicemail. I have to get to the Palace and find out what is going on. I hung up as I jumped into my car and speed out of the street. I dialed Henry's number. It took him a while until he finally picked up.

"Hey man. Is everyone all right?" I asked him finally hoping for him to say yes.

"I don't know. I am just going home from work. I just called with Eva and she said they took her, Emily and Rosie to Buckingham Palace. I have no idea what is going on." He said with a worry in his voice.

"Is Emma with them?" I asked him hopefully.

"No. She isn't." he said making the worry in me boil. What if she is hurt? What if she is... No I can't think about that. She is okay. She must be. She is all I want. She is the one I love. She is THE ONE. She can't leave me now.

"Are you going to the Kensington?" I asked him.

"Yes. I need to know what is going on." He replied. I need to see her or just hear that she is okay.

"I will meet you there." I said and hung up. Please God let her be okay.

I parked my car in front of the Kensington gate waiting for the gate-man. But instead of opening it for me he walked outside to my car. There was already about thirty people and journalists waiting outside.

"I am sorry your highness I am not allowed to let anyone in." he said.

"What? Come on you know me." I replied nervous.

"Of course. But I have a direct orders." He said and I cursed punching my steer wheel and then I saw Henrys car park right behind me. I jumped out of the car. I knew they would have to allow him to go inside.

"They don't want to let me in." I said as the gate-man followed me to Henrys car.

"I am sorry your highnesses but nobody is allowed to go inside. Not even you." He said nervously pointing at Henry.

"What?" he asked him surprised.

"This is nonsense. You will not let me into my own house?" he asked him as the journalists were already sweeping around us.

"Sorry." The gate-man said and walked back to his booth. I jumped inside Henrys car so the journalists wouldn't hear us.

"This is crazy man." I said as he was already on the phone demanding to let us in. I was getting nervous each second having no idea what is going on with Emma.

"Give me the head of the security." Henry commanded into the phone.

Emma's POV

"No. No. No. No. Please don't tell me this is what I think it is." I said to myself horrified.

I was looking at the white powder with horror. The memory of Tom telling me about the possibility of this happening came to my mind. We had a lot of security trainings concerning how to behave when certain situations occur. This was definitely one of the worst.

I slowly grabbed my phone and dialed his number.

"Hello Emma." He said.

"Ehmm Tom. I think I have a huge problem." I said not moving too much. I didn't even know if there was a point not moving when it was all over me and I already inhaled it.

"What is going on?" he asked me alerted feeling the worry in my voice.

"I just opened a letter and there was a white powder in there." I said and I heard him to curse.

"Do you remember the training?" he asked me.

"Slightly." I replied. I hated those trainings.

"Whatever you do don't touch it and make sure you don't inhale it. And get out of the room immediately." He said as I heard him already running somewhere.

"Well I think that's too late." I replied and he cursed again. "It spread all over me and I accidently inhaled it." I said and he was suddenly silent. This wasn't a good sign. Definitely not a good sign.

"Tom? Am I screwed?" I asked him my heart beating so fast thinking that this is probably my last night.

"No you are certainly not." He said trying to calm me but it wasn't helping. "Listen I am going to call the special unit and they are going to take tests of that powder. This just can be some sick joke." He said.

"Well I hope so." I replied as I heard him making some commands.

"Now forget about leaving the room. You have to stay there. We don't want to spread the powder all over your house. You are now in quarantine. Stay on the line okay." He said and I nodded putting my phone on the desk turning on the speaker.

"Okay?" he asked me making me to realize he can't see me nod.

"I am not going anywhere." I replied nervously. After maybe ten minutes I heard some cars parking outside. I stood up carefully and looked out the window. At least five police cars, ambulance and some special unit car just arrived. I saw Tom and some other guys from our security team outside giving some orders.

"Hey Emma." I heard Tom from my phone as he was looking up at me in the window.

"Yes?" I asked him.

"How are you feeling?" he said.

"Given the situation scared as hell." I replied.

"No pain? No dizziness? No weird spots on your skin?" he asked me.

"Only a headache. But that's not from the powder." I replied.

"Rough morning?" he asked me trying to lighten the mood.

"Better like rough day." I said looking at the powder.

"Now some guy from the special unit and suit is going to take a sample from that powder okay?" he said when we heard a helicopter and he cursed.

"Oh Sh*t. The press." He said as I guessed it was mostly to himself.

"Okay. Some guy in suit." I repeated.

"He is already walking up the stairs to your office." He said and I was waiting for the door to open but there was a knock on the door first.

"For Christ sake come in!" I called out.

"Sorry your highness." Some guy in a really weird biochemical suit and some briefcase in his hand came inside.

"Please leave the formalities. I am Emma." I said and looked at him nervously folding the arms on my chest.

"Okay." He said. I don't know which one of us was more nervous him or me.

"I came here to take the sample." He said and I pointed at the desk.

"You can take it from there." I told him as he took out some ampoule from the briefcase and took the powder with a small spatula into it. He put some liquid into it and the color changed.

"So is that good?" I asked him and he looked at me nervous.

"All I can tell you now is that this is clearly a chemical substance." He replied uncertain but I had a terrible feeling he was lying to me.

"So you have no idea if it's really anthrax." I asked him.

"I can't confirm nor deny it." He said.

"Great." I replied looking at my skin if I have some signs of the exposure.

"I will take it down and we will make the lab tests. My colleague is going to isolate this room for quarantine. It would be best if you could change into some other clothes and clean yourself for decontamination." He said to me.

"I don't have any other clothes with me in this room." I said to him.

"Don't worry. We will bring you something." He said and turned around to leave when I stopped him.

"How long do I have if it's really Anthrax?" I asked him.

"I am sorry your highness. I can't mislead you in anything. And I don't guess. Let's just wait for the results. It will take only thirty minutes." He said and left.

"Thirty minutes." I repeated desperately. For me it is going to be forever.

"Emma. Please clean what is remained on your dress and change your clothes." I heard Tom in the phone. "I am sending you some clean ones." He said.

"Tom? How about my family? Are they okay?" I asked him.

"Don't worry about them. They are fine. And your father is very, I mean very angry." He said.

"Well I am sure he is." I replied thinking about his rage. I bet they are not letting him near the Palace in this situation and he must be cursing everyone around.

And then it dawned on me. What if this is my last night? What if I am going to die? What if I am not going to see my family ever again? I can't die. I haven't even lived yet. I wanted to have my own family. I wanted to be with James. I wanted to tell him I love him. What if I will never get that chance again? I will die and he will not know that I love him too? I am such an idiot for not trusting him. I ruined everything.

"Excuse me your highness." Another guy walked into my office in that suit with some kind of vacuum cleaner in his hand.

"Just in case I will have to clean the mess." He said and pointed at the powder on my desk.

"No problem." I said and he cleaned it with that special vacuum cleaner and then with some sort of chlorine smelling liquid. After that the room smelled like hospital. He took the letter and put it into a special separated bag. I don't even know if there was something written in there or it was just the powder. Then he took the rest of the letters and what was left on my desk and put it into another bag and sealed it.

"We have the spare clothes for you outside so you can change. But first you will have to get through the decontamination shower." he said.

"How am I going to shower here?" I asked him confused.

"We are going to build the shower here. We already connected the hoses to your bathroom." He said and another guy came inside with some small plastic tub and curtains. Then he connected the improvised shower.

"We will give you a privacy." He said and then left.

"Well I have never took a shower in my office." I said to myself and took off my clothes and put it into a bag. The water was very cold and I had to use some special shampoo and soap they gave me. The smell was very strange. After that I put on those pants and shirt they send me and then the guys came to take the shower back.

"Emma?" I heard from my phone. I forgot I still had Tom on the line.

"Henry?" I said surprised to hear my brother.

"Are you okay?" he asked me.

"Ehm given the situation and taking shower in my office in some kind of weird tub with curtains I am fine." I replied to him and I heard him to laugh.

"It's good to know you still have a sense of humor." He said.

"I guess crying over my last hours wouldn't help would it?" I asked him desperately when I was only seconds from really starting to cry.

"If you don't mind we will make you a company on the phone until we know the results." He said.

"We?" I asked him.

"Hello Princess." I heard the voice I wanted to hear the most right now. My heart jumped a beat and I felt tears in my eyes. It was so good to hear him.

"Hello Jimie." I replied smiling.

"So shower in the office ha? That must have been something." He said making me laugh while I wiped the tears from my cheeks. This is maybe the last time I will hear him and my heart was breaking.

"At least I didn't had to cut my hair because of you." I replied and I heard them laugh.

"Did I ever told you I am sorry for that gum in your hair?" he said.

"Never." I replied.

"Then I am really sorry for that." He said seriously.

"And since I am the one who cut your hair I am sorry for that too." Henry said making me laugh.

"So you are asking for forgiveness just in case I die and my ghost would hunt you?" I asked them but I guess it wasn't a very good joke. "Don't worry you both are forgiven." I quickly replied.

"Don't be silly. You are not going to die." James said flatly.

"Well I guess in this case I have a fifty-fifty chance." I replied and then I heard some voices in the background.

"Hey Emma. We have the results." Tom said finally making me freeze to the spot.

"Tell me." I said now already serious. This was the moment.

"The test confirmed the powder definitely contains anthrax." He said and my heart stopped beating. I am going to die now. This is my last night. I am never going to see my family again. I am never going to see James again and tell him that I love him. Tell him that I want to be with him and that I trust him. That I dreamed about having kids with him and growing old together. I am never going to have this. Everything just flashed through my mind.

"But there is a good news." He said.

"What good news?" I asked him taken aback.

"The good news is it was a very small percentage of the powder which means it is preventable by antibiotics when catched early." He said and I heard Henry and James's relieved voices in the background.

"So I am not going to die?" I asked him confused and tears were already falling on my cheeks.

"If you are going to take your antibiotics properly then no. You are going to be just fine." I heard him to say and I started to cry with happiness.

Suddenly the door to my office opened and one guy in that bio suit came in.

"You are free to go now." He said and I quickly run out of the office. I came into the hall and I saw Henry, Tom and James walking towards me. My eyes met with James's and I immediately run into his opened arms.

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