Olivia knocked on the door. And waited. She raised her hand to knock again when it opened. A medium height woman answered the door. With short, dark hair.
"Hi, um, I'm looking for Emma, but I must have the wrong place. Sorry!" Olivia said as she turned to walk away.
"No, no, Emma lives here. Come in, please."
"Thanks, I'm Olivia." She said holding out her hand.
"I'm Mary- Margaret" the woman said holding out her hand, " "I'll go ge-"
"Olivia?!?" A voice asked excitedly.
"Emma!" An equally excited and relieved Olivia turned around to see Emma coming down the stairs.
"What are you doing here? Oh my Gosh!" Emma asked hugging her.
"When you didn't show up for dinner, I went to your apartment, and it was all messed up, and I was so worried about you Em, and then I found the note, and I had to make sure-"
"Note?" Emma asked, her eyebrows furrowing.
"Yeah, the note on the back of the postcard for Storybrook, it's how I knew to look here, but anyway I was so worried, what happened?"
"Woah, Liv, slow down. What postcard?" She asked, "I didn't leave a note."
"Yeah you did," Liv said pulling the postcard out of her coat pocket, "Its a postcard from Storybrook. And it says it's from you."
"I don't know anything about this, but Henry and I are fine. How long are you here for?" Emma asked.
"Two weeks." Olivia replied, noticing a look between Emma and Mary- Margaret. "Is that a problem? I mean I could leave, I just wanted to make sure you were okay. But then I found these pictures an-" she just kind of trailed off.
"What pictures?" Emma asked.
"I found these old pictures of what I think is my mom's family. And some letters that talked about Storybrook." Again another look between them.
"Do you have any names?" Mary Margaret asked.
"Just 2, Regina, and Cora." Olivia said. "Okay, what are those looks about, come on guys?"
"Umm, nothing. Yeah, we know a Regina. Let's go."
"Well, I'd rather do this myself, family has always been complicated for me." Liv said.
"I don't think that's a good idea." Emma said.
"Thanks but I can handle it Em. Do you have an address?" Olivia said looking down.
"Here ya go. Call me if you need me. Do you want to meet me for dinner later?" Emma asked, hugging Olivia.
"Yeah that'd be great, how about 6 at that little diner?"
"Yeah sure. See ya then." And with that Olivia took off.
