Chapter 58: Walking the Wire
They entered the loft, after a very nice evening at Granny's.
"All right, kid. Shower and then bed," Emma told him, as she ushered him off into the bathroom. Snow smiled and sighed, as she looked forward to decompressing. She felt her husband's arms around her waist and leaned back against him. He kissed her hair and was very much looking forward to sweeping her behind the curtain where their bed was for some much needed alone time. But as his phone rang, he realized their bliss would be interrupted and any time alone would have to wait.
"What is it, Leroy?" he asked, as he answered and then pulled the phone away, as Leroy proceeded to scream in his ear.
"Whoa...calm down and take a breath!" David said into the phone, as he continued to listen to the dwarf talk a mile a minute and his expression slowly become more and more concerned.
"All right Leroy, stay put. We'll be right there," David said, as he hung up the phone.
"What's happened?" Snow asked, as he looked at the three of them.
"There's been an accident at the town line," he stated.
"An accident?" Emma asked, raising an eyebrow.
"A car crashed into a tree just inside the town line...a car coming from outside Storybrooke," he announced gravely. Emma closed her eyes, as some of the fears she had earlier were suddenly ringing true. Snow swallowed nervously.
"So there's nothing keeping people out anymore," she realized.
"No...just in I guess, unless you're us or you've had your ties to the curse magically removed like you two," Persephone deduced.
"We need to go...Leroy already called an ambulance. The man in the car is alive, but injured and unconscious," David said. Emma nodded.
"I'm coming with you both," Snow said, as she looked to her mother.
"Do you mind watching Henry?" she asked. Persephone smiled.
"Of course not...but please be careful, all of you," she implored. They nodded, as Emma headed out and her parents followed suit.
Neal stepped out of the bathroom in a pair of pajama pants and a tank top, as he rubbed a towel through his damp hair. His phone began ringing and he answered it, seeing as it was Tamara.
"Hey babe," he answered.
"Hi...I was just getting ready to go to bed when I decided that I need to hear your voice first," she cooed sweetly. He smiled and instantly felt guilty about his earlier musings about Emma. This just confirmed what he already knew. He had moved on with Tamara and things between he and Emma were over.
"Yeah...I miss you," he offered.
"How are things there?" Tamara pried.
"Good actually...really good. I had dinner with my son at the diner. I met Emma's parents and they were great. They didn't try to kill me, even though they'd have reason to," he mentioned.
"Honey...Emma wasn't innocent in your past. Surely they know that," Tamara said sweetly. He had told her about his criminal past and how he had once had a partner in crime. When he told her that he also now had a son, she had asked if Henry's mother was the woman he loved and had done the Bonnie and Clyde act with. So he had explained to her that she was and that in a moment of poor judgment, he left her holding the bag to save himself, carefully omitting key facts. He thought she might react badly to his actions, but surprisingly she didn't blame him. She didn't say it aloud, but she kind of got the feeling that she had the impression that it was Emma that was the bad influence on him or maybe that was what she needed to tell herself.
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