Rebel on the Run

Chapter 2

"Fuck!"

"Regina? Did you get the information?" Her technical analyst, David Nolan, asked. 

"Yeah," Regina snapped at him. She didn't mean to, but how can you not be on edge after finding out that you had a serial killer in your apartment. "Do you have an address?"

"That's the thing, she doesn't have a known address. I think she's just living on the street."

Of course she is. "Well, I'm calling it a night then. Call me if you find something that's useful." With that, Regina turned around, and headed home.

-

"Hi! I came back. I hope that's okay. I'm sorry for-"

*slap*

"Ow! I'm not sure if I deserve that."

"You're damn right you deserve that!" Regina was furious. "You came into my home, had me let my guard down, had your arms around me, and it turns out, YOU'RE A FUCKING SERIAL KILLER! YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT YOU DESERVE THAT FUCKING SLAP TO THE FACE!"

Emma was almost out the window by the time Regina was done screaming her head off.

"I didn't say you could leave, now did I? I deserve answers, and you will give them to me or-"

"Or what, Regina? If you wanted to turn me in, you would've called in a tip a long time ago."

"I didn't know 2 weeks ago that you were a serial killer. I thought you were homeless, and just needed somewhere to sleep. I didn't know you had just murdered your third victim."

"How- How do you know that now?" Emma was getting closer to Regina. Knowing she was too wrapped up in her mind to notice.

"I don't have to answer that."

"Regina, are you a cop?" Emma was 3 feet from Regina's face.

"Fuck," Regina whispered under her breath.

"Regina?"

Regina looked up from the staring contest she was having with the couch. She feared that looking up would make her no longer able to stand her ground.

Emma was whispering at this point. She didn't need to talk any louder, there was no point. "Regina."

Regina looked up, taking her time. She knew what would happen when she looked up. Kissing a serial killer was not on her bucket list, that's for damn sure. She had barely had time to look at Emma's knees, when her chin was gently being lifted upwards.

Emma was looking directly into Regina's eyes, refusing to let either of them look away. She had never felt this feeling before. From what she's read in books, and seen in movies, this is what the beginning stages of love felt like. "Regina, I know you probably hate me for what I've done, but have you realized that I have never tried to harm you."

"Why did you leave in the middle of the night," Regina was heartbroken.

"Because I don't know how to handle these feelings. I've never felt them before. I didn't want to harm you. The thought crossed my mind, but-"

Regina shook her head from Emma's hand, and moved a good 2 feet backwards. She was so scared. Emma is capable of murder. I can't put my guard down. I cannot be vulnerable.

Emma grabbed Regina's hand, and tugged a bit too hard. 

"No. I can't do this! You're a serial killer! A killer that I'm supposed to be searching for. A killer that should be in prison, not in my living room. Not so close to me that I can smell... my shower gel? Really Emma? That's what you do when you get here?"

"I didn't fall this time," Emma exclaimed, hoping for some comic relief to this situation.

"I'm glad I didn't miss the show." Regina shook her head. "No. You can't try to make me smile. This is serious Emma. You can't do this. You're a serial killer. I can't just pretend I don't know that."

"Regina, please."

"I'm sorry Emma, but you cannot stay here. Now, or ever. I can pretend I didn't see you tonight, or 2 weeks ago, but you need to leave, and never come back." Regina was on the verge of tears saying this to her, but she knew she was right to do it.

"Fine. Goodbye Regina. I'll be keeping my eye on you." With that, Emma was out the fire escape once more.

What has my life come to? I cannot be getting feelings for a serial killer. What the fuck did she mean by,"I'll be keeping my eye on you?" I, Regina Mills, am probably going to be murdered. Fuck.

-

Regina walked into the station with dread on her face, knowing that there was another murder.

"It looks like Swan struck again last night. She's devolving even more. Shouldn't be too hard to catch her. The stabs are increasing exponentially." Nolan stated, slightly irritated that Regina had to be caught up on this. She was usually the one there bright and early. She always wants to be informed on everything. What the hell is going on with her lately?

"I think she's stabbing her victims for sexual release. That's why the stabbing has increased."

"Yeah, you're right. Now we just have to wait for her to slip up. The crime scenes might give us some ideas on where she went, or if she left something. Let's go." David was actually sounding excited to visit the crime scene for once, and Regina wasn't sure why.

"Why are you so, energized, to visit the crime scene, Nolan?" Regina wasn't going to let him pop his head in whenever he wanted to.

David shrugged, "I don't know. You just look a little frazzled, and I just want to check upon you. I care about you Mills."

"That's sweet Nolan, really. Let's gather the team, and head out, I guess." Regina was not thrilled that she would have to break the poor kids heart eventually. For now though, she could use the company.