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Emma's POV:

"I can't be with you anymore, Neal." I said, looking at the ground.

"What do you mean, you can't be with me anymore?" Neal asks, his voice rising in anger.

"This isn't working. I need to work things out, and I need to do it outside of our relationship. I love you, Neal, I really do. But I can't be with you anymore. I'm sorry." I whispered.

"What about Henry?" Neal asked.

"You can come see him-just let me know." I replied.

"Is there nothing I can do to help?" Neal inquired.

"I'm sorry, but there's nothing." I answered, standing up to leave.

"Goodbye, Neal." I said, and walked out the door. I climbed into my car, and started the drive home. The drive home went quickly, and I parked and entered the house that Henry and I share. I take a deep breath and lean against the front door, glad that Henry is over and my parents house. Locking the door, I kick off my shoes and head for my bedroom. When I reach my room, I realize that I can hear someone talking upstairs, even though I know I'm home alone. I grab my cell from my pocket, and head back to the front door, dialing 911 on the way.

"911, what's your emergency?" The operator's voice answered.

"I think that someone has broken into my house. I just arrived home, and I can hear voices upstairs, even though I'm home alone." I said.

"Okay, ma'am, I'd like you to leave your house, if that's possible." She said.

"I can." I said, unlocking the door, taking the keys out, quietly opening the door, and locking it behind me.

"Ma'am, what's your address?" She inquired. I rattle off my address, and she responds that officers are on their way.

"What's your name, ma'am?" She inquires.

"Emma Swan." I reply.

"Thank you, Ms. Swan. The police should be there momentarily." The operator said.

"Thank you." I replied, and we hung up. A few minutes later, a police cruiser pulled up, and two officers exited.

"Hello, Ms. Swan. I'm officer Killian Jones, and this is officer Graham Humbert. You told the operator you heard someone in your house?" Officer Killian inquired.

"I heard footsteps and voices, but no one should be here. My son is with his grandparents." I replied.

"We're going to check out the house, then. Is the door locked?" Officer Humbert asked.

"Yes, it is." I said, handing my keys to officer Jones. He took them, and the two walked up to the door. Officer Jones quietly unlocked the door, and pushed it open. He unholstered his weapon, and Officer Humbert did the same. They moved into the house, and disappeared from my view. I stood outside, waiting nervously, for the two to return.

After a few minutes I heard a commotion inside, and a few gunshots. A figure appeared out the door, running towards me across the lawn. They stopped when they saw me, and raised the gun that had been at their side. I froze, praying to God that they wouldn't shoot. I saw their finger squeeze the trigger, and felt a burning pain in my side. I looked down, and there was a red stain blossoming on my shirt. I heard another bang, and fell to my knees. The last thing I heard was the scream of sirens.