Emma woke up to the sound of her alarm clock bleeping at her. She rolled over and groaned. She slapped the off button and sat up scanning her room. Her little dresser was over- stuffed with her clothes and her closet was filled with dresses and shoes. Mary-Margaret had insisted to do some mother-daughter shopping and ended up paying for everything. Shopping bags were scattered around the room. The walls had a flowery wallpaper on them. Emma's bedding was strewn around her queen bed.
When she got up, she quickly put on some jeans and pulled off her nightgown to throw on a black tank top and her famous red leather jacket. Emma rushed down the ladder towards the smell of coffee brewing.
"Hi mom."
"Hello sweetheart!"Mary-Margret turned around in her chair holding a smiling baby walked over to the coffee pot and poured coffee into her favorite to-go mug.
"I'm off to work I'll see you at Granny's at 6." Emma said while putting the lid on her mug.
"Ok I'll be there see you then. Have fun!"Mary-Margret said as Neal began to cry. Emma walked out the door and went down the stairs to her bug. She drove off to the police station. When she got out her phone rang.
"Ugh!" Emma exclaimed as she picked up her phone and saw that there was no caller I.D. and answered the call.
"Hello?"
"Swan!"
"Um... do I know you?"
"It's me! Killian!" Emma frowned
"I don't recall knowing a Killian..."
Killian gasped, "Me, your devishly handsome pirate...you don't r-remb-remember me?!" Emma could tell he was upset.
"Sorry...maybe you have the wrong number"
"No I rember you giving it to me on parchment five years ago..." Killian said softly.
"Well I've got to go..." Emma hangs up the phone and mumbles to herself, "wierdos..."
Three Weeks Later...
Emma arrive at work early that day due to a call from Robin about a leather clad man walking into town worn-out and wounded badly. She called an ambulance and rode with David to the town line. Emma jumped out of the truck to check out the site. She saw Robin looking pitifully at a limp body on the pavement. She ran up and checked out the man's blood pressure and thought in the back of her head that he was handsome. Emma told Robin and David who had just run up that he was alive... barely.