Finding You Always

Good Life

Finding You Always

Chapter 43: Good Life

October 22nd, 2011

The day before Emma's twenty-eight birthday

Boston

Emma Swan leaned against her yellow bug, as she read through the file in her hands. Since she had taken a job as a part time bail bonds person five years ago, she had used those resources to dig up all she could on the 'home office'.

To protect her family, she worked under the name Swan as her professional identity. To the people closest to her and in their home town, she was Emma Nolan. Using the name Swan was just a reminder now to never trust anyone but family.

Information on the 'home office' was scarce. She had never gotten a solid lead on John and Michael, the two men that supposedly had hired Nathan Swan to kidnap her and given him an enchanted map to get into Storybrooke.

Her next idea had been to track down Melanie and her mother, but all her searching in the last five years had yielded no results and it baffled her. It was like they had just disappeared. But now, as she stared at the file in her hands, she knew why all her leads were dead ends.

A girl she had helped a couple years ago with finding her mother called in a favor from a hacker friend and managed to get the police report for her that she now held in her hands.

The night they had escaped Boston, Meredith and Melanie were found dead in the same warehouse where they had been holding them. Theirs and the death of Nathan Swan were cold cases now. Nathan hadn't survived his second encounter with her father, whom had killed him in self defense. But when they left, Melanie and her mother had still been very much alive. She pulled out her phone and dialed from a list of contacts.

"Sheriff's station," David answered.

"Hi Dad," she greeted.

"Hey Emma..." he replied.

"So...that lead came through. I know why I haven't been able to find a trace of Melanie or her mom. You were right...they're dead," Emma informed. He sighed.

"I'm so sorry honey. Does it say how they died?" he asked.

"Oh yeah..they were murdered that night. Time of death wasn't even a half hour after we left. They were shot...execution style," Emma replied.

"And no suspects?" he asked.

"No, but if the 'home office' did this, then there wouldn't be. The cases are cold," she replied.

"Either they did this or..." he trailed off.

"What are you thinking?" she asked.

"It's possible someone connected to the Dragon did this. We know they're on opposing sides, according to Gold anyway and both seem interested in Storybrooke. That would pit them against each other," David deduced.

"Well...either way, I doubt I'll get any answers here," she relented.

"Then you're heading home? Tomorrow's a big day," he mentioned. She smiled.

"I just have one quick case to close tonight and then I'll head home in the morning," she promised.

"Okay...please be careful," he implored. She smiled.

"I will. Kiss Henry for me and tell Mom not to go overboard on whatever party I know she must be planning," Emma replied. He chuckled.

"I'll try, but you know your Mother," he replied. She smirked.