Rebel on the Run

Chapter 3

Emma made it a point to be found easily, and Regina knew it. Emma's slip ups were staged. Yes, she was stabbing her victims more violently, but it was because she couldn't get Regina out of her head. Her legs and arms that are so perfectly toned and tanned. Her brown eyes that were so warm when she was happy, but turned nearly black when Emma scared her. All Emma wanted was her, but that will never be possible. Emma was a killer, and Regina? Regina had a career that will keep them apart. There was no doubt about that. If Regina was as great at her job as Emma assumed, Regina would be the one to find Emma, and when that happens, Emma will have some plans.

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When Regina arrived at the crime scene she had a feeling that Emma had killed this woman because she looks like Regina. Regina wasn't the only one to notice the resemblance either.

"Huh," David said, chuckling a bit.

"What about another body is funny to you Nolan," Regina barked at him. She didn't see the hilarity. She was even more scared for her life than she was before.

"Nothing is funny. I just thought you and the victim took very similar. It was meant to be uncomfortable laugh, but it didn't come out that way.  Sorry Mills. My bad." Nolan got very quiet after that. Making sure not to say the wrong thing. Regina wasn't someone to mess with.

Regina went to take a closer look at the body. She put on her gloves and checked all the pockets, looking for an ID. She found a note in one of the front pockets of the woman's jeans. Meet me on the corner of fifth and Oak, if you really want to lock me up. Regina stood up, deciding to check it out. It couldn't hurt, right?

When Regina stood, Nolan straightened himself. Whatever she had seen, had given her an idea, and Nolan knew it.

Regina was unsure hot to proceed. She wanted to catch her she really did, but did she want to bring the whole squad with her, was the question. After a minute of deliberating, she'd made her decision. "Nolan, you're coming with me. I may have an idea of where we might find the killer."

He was too afraid of the look of anger in her eyes. She looked like her eyes could shot lasers from the heat of the gaze. He dutifully hopped in Regina's squad car, and then they were off to who knows where.

"I'm going to tell you something David, and I don't want this spoken about again, go it?" Regina's voice was menacing. She looked at him for confirmation that he agreed. When she got that, she continued on. "The reason why we're going somewhere is because the killer, Emma, left me a note, telling me where to go to find her."

"How do you know that? It was on the body. It could've been the victims note to someone." David wasn't entirely freaking out. It could've been worse. Regina could've been the killer.

"I know because I've met the killer an-"

"How do you know the killer?! Why isn't she in prison right now Regina?" David was practically screaming at her, but he didn't care.

"Don't you fucking yell at me Nolan. I am your superior. Now, if you would settle yourself down, I will tell you how I know her." She looked at him, and could tell he would shut up and listen. "One night she broke into my house, but I thought she was homeless, so I let her stay. She left before I woke up. Then yesterday I find out that the woman in my place, is actually the serial killer we've been tracking down. I came home, and she was there. I was in too much shock to see her again to process it entirely, but then it hit me again, and I played the fool. I let her go. It would've been hard to explain to everyone had I brought her in last night."

"So you let someone else die because of that? What kind of cop are you? That means you're aiding and abetting a criminal. Not just a criminal, but a serial killer! Regina, what the hell is wrong with you?"

"I didn't mean for another person to die! I wasn't thinking, okay?" She was hysteric because she was realizing this murder didn't have to happen. She could've prevented it. One less victim in this terrible war. She knew that she was wrong with herself in that moment. She was falling in love with her. She only knew what they had learned from her profile. Orphan, bouncing from house to house, causing trouble, juvie. All the standard markings that are little clues for possible serial killers. Emma being a killer should be exactly the reason that she shouldn't love her, but does. Emma doesn't feel such emotions. At least with most killers that was the case. Why should she expect anything different with her?

They arrive at the location Emma had written down. She was almost hiding, but Regina knew what she looked like when she wanted to look extremely homeless.

"Emma, get your ass into the vehicle. I'm placing you under arrest," she said while forcefully pulling her up off her ass.

"I see you read my note. Welcome to my humble abode," Emma snarked at her.

Regina on the other hand, was ignoring her. Reading her the Miranda Rights, and cuffing her. She couldn't help but notice the smell of her own shampoo still lingering on the blonde's head. After she was finished reading her rights, she only had one more thing to say to Emma. "Before you say another damn word, just know, we know you're guilty, so it would be easier if you would just shut the fuck up," and slammed the car door shut.