Captain Swan One-Shots

Second Chance, Part Four

Emma let out a deep breath as she filed away the last of the paperwork for that day.

It had been a few weeks since the theft at the Nautilus. The thief was now serving a prison sentence. While the police department wasn't able to recover all of the stolen money, they were able to retain a portion of what the business owners had lost.

When Emma turned back around, David asked her, "You ready to face Brennan?"

The blonde let out another breath before she determinedly stated, "Yeah, I am."

David sighed before he told her, "Just be careful, Emma."

She rolled her eyes in response. She then pointed out, "We've went over this. I'll be fine."

"I know you will - you're one of our best interrogators. You're basically a human lie detector. You can almost always tell when is lying or telling the truth. I know this is personal for you, but you need to know the truth. I don't want your emotions to stop you from getting it," David emphatically told her.

Emma ran her fingers through her hair as she thought over his words. David had a point - he pretty much always did.

But Emma could do this. She would do this.

She then responded, "Thanks for the concern. But I'll be okay. Really."

David nodded in response. He then told her, "I should get going. I'll see you later, Emma." He then paused and added, "I hope everything goes well."

Emma nodded at that before she spoke, "See you later." David then headed out of the office.

The blonde then straightened up her desk a bit and shut off her computer before she headed to the parking lot.

As she got in her yellow bug, she took a deep breath before she thought, "Here goes nothing." She then put her car in drive and headed toward the restaurant.

When she had arrived, she steeled her nerves before she parked and headed inside.

Emma casually walked to the bar and sat down. Brennan was currently fixing drinks for other patrons and had his back to the blonde.

When Brennan had served those customers, he walked over to Emma and tilted his head before he spoke, "You're one of the detectives who was working on the robbery. I thought that was all taken care of."

"It is. I'm just here for a drink," Emma told him.

He nodded before he asked, "And what can I get you?"

The blonde thought for a moment. While one glass of rum wasn't going to hurt her, she needed to be responsible. Besides the fact that she'd be driving home, she needed full control of her faculties.

"I think I'll just have a club soda. I'd rather drive myself home later."

Brennan nodded before he began fixing her drink. As he did, Emma couldn't help but think about the resemblance he shared with his kids.

While Belle was the spitting image her mother, she and Killian really did get their eyes from their father. It was unmistakable. There was also the dark hair that Brennan passed down to his son.

Emma was still lost in thought when her drink was placed in front of her.

"Can I get you anything else, Emma?" Brennan asked her. A moment later, the blonde answered, "Oh! Uh, no. I'm good, thanks."

Brennan nodded before he went to check on his other customers. He then proceeded to clean a few of the glasses that had piled up.

As Emma took a sip of the club soda, it hit her, and her emotions were somewhere between satisfaction, curiosity, and a bit of anger.