Chapter 19

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A/N: 

Writing this has been so much fun, thanks to every one of my readers. You guys are the best, the comments truly kept me going throughout this adventure. I think this is the last real chapter of 'Is It Too Late?'. I will be uploading another chapter as a sort of epilogue. If there is any unfinished business that you would like to know about, let me know and I can work it all out for you. Thank you for all of your love and support as you stuck with me through this. 

WARNING: There is physical violence in the beginning. 


A fist collided with a strong jaw, black spots filling the green eyes for a few seconds as Emma registers what happened. Leopold was coming back towards her once again, and she planted her feet, raising her fists. Her quick movements caused the man to hesitate for half a second before charging at her with a massive strength. His arms took ahold of her as she punched and kicked at him, but he had more strength than the Sheriff. His body shoved her back against the windows of her office, a loud crack filling the air as her spine bore into the glass. She let out a loud cry as she lost her breath. The man was relentless as he allowed his right fist to raise and lower upon her face. She managed to raise her knee to meet his groin, and he hunched over, releasing her.

Her body flew across the room as she ran to her desk drawer, needing to retrieve her backup handgun. She had left hers at home incase the family had needed it. As she fumbled with the keys in her hand, searching for the correct one, a hand grasped her ankle, dragging her outwards and back to the center of the office.

"Not so fast, Miss Swan." The tall man towered over her as she fought against his power. He dropped onto his knees, each on either side of Emma's hips. Both of his fist pounded into her ribs as she reached up, her fingers gripping at the flesh on his face, trying to take back control somehow.

She was not strong enough to push him off of her, so she used the way he was leaning forward to raise her legs up and to pull him forward with her hands. His body grew off balance and fell forwards. Emma tucked her body best she could out of the way as he landed on the ground near her left shoulder. She quickly rose from the ground, her body screaming in pain, but the adrenaline kept her going. Handcuffs rested on the coat hanger near the door, and she took hold of them, keeping them tight in her fist. The man started to stand, and she started to punch him as hard as she could, desperate for him to finally go down. Hit after hit, Emma swung, and finally one last collision to the side of the head dropped the large mayor. Her bloodied handcuffs found themselves tight over the mayor's wrists.

A radio buzzed out from the corner of her office.

"Emma, dammit. Pick up your phone or the damn radio. Where the hell are you?"

It was David.

"Shit." She picked up the radio with a shaking hand as she slid down the wall, her body protesting. "David, come to the station, He was here when I got here."

The radio was silent for what seemed like an hour as her eyes stayed firm on the unconscious man only 8 feet from her. The small black device crackled, and Emma swore she could hear a loud cry in the background of David's voice, "I'll be there in 4 minutes."

Sirens echoed outside, red and blue lights filtered in the windows, but Emma could not find any will to move as she stared at the man lying on the floor. She had seen the true Leopold. While she had heard stories and seen the aftermath, nothing could have prepared her for the evil look within the man's eyes. A darkness filled him, and Emma knew nothing would change his heart. 

Other officers and a team of Emergency Medical Service made their way into the office, calling out to her. "Oh my god, Emma!" Ruby cried out as she walked into the office, spotting the woman still on the floor in the corner.

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