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Emma opened the door to her apartment and let Killian enter first. She locked the door and turned on the lights. Killian walked slowly taking in every detail of her apartment.
"You live here?" He asked.
"No. I stole the keys to this apartment." Emma said with a voice full of sarcasm.
Killian's eyes continued to move across the the living room. The walls were made up of high windows with the plain white blinds up. The light of the city came in and shined beautifully on the few furniture pieces. A coffee table, a small leather chair, a desk and another small table by the kitchen with two chairs. There was a rug underneath the furniture but that was it. In addition to a lamp or two that is all Emma had in her apartment. Nothing original or unique stood out unless you counted the stacks of papers on her desk and the many boxes on the ground filled with files, probably from other cases.
"It's just seems so big for one person." He paused in the middle of the living room. "And it looks like your typical cookie cutter apartment. Nothing special. I expected more from you, Swan."
"Gee thanks. I was in need of some criticism of my apartment." She said opening the fridge.
"I'm just saying your apartment seems to be missing something."
"Yeah well I'm not much of a decorator." Emma said while taking out bread, butter and cheese.
"You want a grilled cheese?"
Killian nodded. "You don't even have to ask."
While eating, all was silent and Emma started reading the paperwork that went along with the case. After eating Killian picked up the plates and washed them.
"So what information do we have on this man so far?" He said spreading out the sheets of paper across the table after drying his hands.
"Not much." She said studying the information. "These are all the known places he could be." She pointed to one paper then another. "This is his current home, but he's probably not there."
"He lives alone. And this isn't the first time he's tried running away with money. He went to jail once already, but apparently they can't find him again."
"Sounds quite sneaky." Killian answered. He took a glance at all the papers.
"What if he's staying with friends?"
"His friends are the ones he stole from apparently. If he has other friends they probably would have ratted him out by now." Emma said biting her thumb while thinking.
"Wait!" Killian exclaimed. He had a great idea that was sure to work.
"What?" Emma asked wondering what he had discovered.
"His phone! We can track his phone!" Killian was disappointed when Emma handed him a paper. He began to read it and sighed.
"Yup. They checked his phone. He turned the off the location services and somehow found a way to block any sort of tracking so that method is out. Sorry." Emma said. Emma appreciated that Killian was trying to help even his ideas weren't always helpful. Then Emma realized what he said could be helpful.
"Hold on a second. We may not be able to track his phone, but he has social media. We can check what he posted."
Emma quickly grabbed her laptop. She started typing in the name: Greg Mendel
Many profiles appeared, but only one had the picture of the man they were looking for. She clicked on it.
Killian was surprised of how quick Emma was able to get the profile page. "He doesn't even have it on private settings?"
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Funny How Fast Life Changes
FanfictionAU setting (No magic) in which Emma Swan is a criminal private investigator. Her life takes a turn when her boss tells her she must now work with a man named Killian Jones who doesn't even have a clue what a private investigator does. (I tried makin...