Viii. Playing Dirty

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Storybrooke. Present-day.

TEARS RAN DOWN Erica's cheeks, she couldn't believe what she was hearing, Graham was dead? How did that happen, she literally just saw him last night and he seemed fine, if not a little pale but he was at least alive

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TEARS RAN DOWN Erica's cheeks, she couldn't believe what she was hearing, Graham was dead? How did that happen, she literally just saw him last night and he seemed fine, if not a little pale but he was at least alive.

She was still a nervous wreck when Mr Gold called her, asking if she wanted to collect a box of his keepsakes because according to him they were going to get thrown in the rubbish anyway and maybe she had some use for them and seeing how her sister was handling the death of her boss, Emma offered to go and retrieve the items for her so that she didn't have to face anyone until she was ready. 

Not to mention Emma was trying to make up with Erica as she felt like the fight they had was her fault -- which it was -- but she wouldn't admit it out loud and besides Emma was less emotional when it came to death, she could move past things like this quite easily -- although it hurt -- whereas her twin always took a bit longer to heal

So now Erica sat surrounded by a deafening silence, as she sat in the corner of the Sheriff Station, silent sobs echoed through her body like a bass drum  as the twenty-eight-year-old woman opened her desk drawers and looked inside of it to see if there was anything he left behind that wasn't in the box that Mr Gold was hopefully going to give to Emma but it was mostly just rubbish

"Hey" Emma's soft voice startled Erica and made her jump as Emma placed a box on the desk, with a soft thud and thats when Erica realised it was a box  -- a box of his stuff -- "How are you holding up?" When she got no reply and her sister continued to stare blankly at the clock on the wall, Emma sighed. "Look I'm meeting with Henry later, I found these cool walkie talkies that we could all use for Operation Cobra and I was thinking maybe you want to come along?"

When Emma still got no reply after waiting a few minutes, she sighed and walked towards the door but what made her stop was a small voice croaking. "I'll come"

Emma turned around her eyebrows raised to her hairline "What?"

"I'll come" Erica croaked before she trailed after her sister

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Storybrooke. Present-day.

The two sisters and Henry sat on the playground structure, Emma trying to cheer up the two people beside her, after all, they have been through. In an attempt she brings out the three walkie talkies that she got from Graham's keepsake box "I thought we could use these for Operation Cobra"

"Thanks" Henry mumbled while Erica said nothing 

"Oh, come on" Emma scoffed nudging Henry "You've been ducking me for weeks"

"I think we should stop Cobra stuff for a while" Henry admitted "You don't play with a curse"

Seeing how upset Henry was at the fact that Graham was dead made Erica's heart twist and lurch -- she had said it before and she'll say it again she didn't want to see the boy upset -- and for a brief moment Erica forgot about her own pain and instead focused on her nephew, saying softly "You don't really mean that"

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