Finding You Always

Ill-Boding Patterns

Chapter 145: Ill-boding Patterns

Emma sighed, as she used the lull to catch up on paperwork. She was anxious though and wasn't getting anything done. Not knowing what was happening with her parents was the worst, but all they could do right now was wait. Add to that, they still had the problem that was the Black Fairy, but so far, no one had seen her at all since her altercation with Blue. That was just fine with Emma, but she knew that meant the Black Fairy was plotting for the next battle...the final battle that had always been alluded to. But she would deal with it all when the time came. She just hoped her parents made it back soon and Jekyll was dealt with.

With Jekyll gone, she had sent Leo out to Zelena's farmhouse with Wilby and Graham to survey if his shield was gone, but she had yet to hear back from him yet and it was making her even more anxious. She pushed away from her desk and saw Killian coming into the station.

"Hey...what are you doing here?" she asked, though it was in a pleasant tone. He smirked.

"I am rescuing you," he gestured grandly and she raised an eyebrow, as he produced a bag with the Granny's Diner logo on it.

"From hunger," he added and she snorted in amusement.

"Grilled cheese?" she questioned.

"What else?" he countered, as he set the bag down on her desk and then leaned down to kiss her.

"Fries?" she questioned, as their lips parted.

"Onion rings," he corrected and she smiled.

"Good...that was a test and you passed," she teased, as he sat down with her.

"I figured you could use the distraction and the paperwork you were trying to do wouldn't quite suffice," he said, as she ate an onion ring.

"You were right," she agreed, as they polished off lunch together.

"You know they're going to be okay, right?" he asked and she sighed.

"I know...they always are and I know Dad always finds her. I just...I hate that they keep going through stuff like this," she said. He squeezed her hand.

"I know, Swan," he said, as Emma's phone rang and she answered.

"Hey Leo..." she answered.

"You were right about the shield. Now that Dr. Creepyl is gone, the shield is down too. Want me to go in?" he asked.

"No...wait for us, just in case," she replied, as she hung up.

"The shield is down around Zelena's farmhouse," she said, as they got up.

"Then perhaps we should rescue those wayward detectives. Seeing that they make their way out of town is probably in the best interest of everyone," he replied. She nodded in agreement, as they joined hands and hurried out to the bug.

Angela looked up at the building and then down at the piece of parchment she had been given by the Black Fairy.

"Well...this is it," she said, as Nick closed his car door.

"This doesn't look like any office," he replied.

"Well, it's been like twenty-years since Emma Swan was a child. Unlike that crazy town, people out here age. Maybe she's retired," Angela surmised. He nodded his head, agreeing with her assessment, as they climbed the steps to the porch of the brownstone and knocked on the door. They waited, as they heard someone shuffling around inside and soon the door opened.

"Whoa..." Nick said, startled by the appearance of this woman. She had a head of gray permed hair that looked well maintained, like she made a weekly trip to the salon. But her face was heavily wrinkled to almost a gross level and her makeup was rather overdone, actually making her wrinkles look worse.