One of You: OUAT

Pilot pt 2

(Y/n)'s head pounded as she woke up, laying on an unfamiliar bed. A whistle caused her eyes to snap open as she turned her head to see a bald, short, bearded man look at her lowly, stopping his whistling. "What are you lookin' at, sister?" he questioned, her, and she turned away from him to sit up. She felt stirring beside, her and looked to see Emma on the same bed as her. Cramped, she stood up as Emma woke, and looked to see another man in the same room as them.

"Hey, Leroy, manners," the man said, his Italian accent thick on his tongue. "We have guests." (Y/n) looked around to see that both she and Emma were in jail cells, obviously in the sheriff's station. She assumed they were still in Storybrooke, which caused her to slightly sigh. Emma stood up beside her as the Italian man asked, "So you are, eh, Henry's mother? And you, I assume, his aunt? How lovely for him to have you back in his life."

"Actually, I was just dropping him off," Emma answered, holding her hand to her head in pain.

The man in the other cell, Leroy, scoffed, and said, "Don't blame you. They're all brats. Who needs 'em?"

"Well, I'd give anything for one," the Italian said, looking pointedly at Leroy before facing the twin sisters. "My wife and I, we tried for many years, but... he was not meant to be."

While Emma and (Y/n) looked at the man in sympathy, Leroy simply stated, "Well, cry me a river."

The jingle of keys alerted them to the sheriff, Graham, who walked over to the man's cell and said, "Leroy, if I'm gonna let you out, you need to behave. Put on a smile, and stay out of trouble." Graham opened the cell door, and Leroy placed a large fake smile on his face that didn't reach his eyes.

(Y/n) put her head in between the bars as she leaned on the cell and said, "Seriously?"

Graham looked at the sisters and said, "Regina's drinks, a little stronger than we thought."

"I wasn't drunk. There was a wolf standing in the middle of the road," Emma explained in a deadpan voice.

"A wolf. Right," Graham nodded.

"She's telling the truth, Sheriff," (Y/n) said in atone on annoyance. "I saw it."

Before Graham could get another word in, Regina's voice echoed from the station as she called, "Graham? Henry's run away again. We have to..." When she looked to see the girls stuck in the jail cell, she paused. "What is she doing here?" Regina asked, looking directly at Emma. "Do you know where he is?"

"Lady, I haven't seen him since I dropped him at your house," Emma responded as Regina came closer to the cell. "And, a pretty good alibi."

"Yeah? Well, he wasn't in his room this morning," Regina stated, on edge.

"Did you try his friends?"

"He doesn't really have any. He's kind of a loner," Regina stated, and (Y/n) raised an eyebrow.

"Every kid has friends," Emma said lowly, shifting in her spot. "Did you check his computer? If he's close to someone, he'd be emailing them."

"And you know this how?" Regina demanded, her hospitality from the night before nearly gone.

"Finding people's what I do. Here's an idea. How about you guys let us out, and we'll help you find him?" Emma bargained.

"I was just about to let your sister out, considering she wasn't at the wheel when you crashed. Regina?" Graham asked, looking at the mayor.

Regina sighed, breathing through her nose deeply and with annoyance. "Fine."

"Thank you," (Y/n) said with smile as she looked at Graham as he unlocked the cell door. "Emma, it's time to do what you do best."