Hey guys. This is my first upload on so dont be dicks yeah? Only kidding. Hahaha. Anyway i'm really in love with this story so far, even though it might not be the best! So I decided to upload, after some serious persuasion from my best friend. This is a femslash story consisting of; Emma Swan / Casey Novak and Emma Swan / Regina Mills pairings. This story will also include lots of other OUAT and SVU characters. Disclaimer: I own nothing, unfortunately. :( And don't seek to make profit from this story. But Eve Swan and any other characters I create (no spoilers) do belong to me! YAY! :) As you can probably tell I am a little excited about uploading this story... So please enjoy and review; I really value your opinions.

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Emma Swan ran. It was all she knew; to run away when things got difficult. This time she had stayed. Time in and out, she had craved to run, but she stayed, only to run later, when everything fell apart.

Emma had always promised herself that she wouldn't fall in love, wouldn't get attached, because she wouldn't be around long enough to do so. But this time was different. When she received a letter, at her temporary condo, inviting her to a job interview at Manhattan's Special Victims Unit, to finally become a detective, that promise was completely forgotten.

OUAT / SVU

It was a monday morning, in the middle of May, when a half awake Emma stumbled into the precinct, after oversleeping and not having time to get her usual coffee fix. The place was buzzing. People were coming in and out, talking to each other in rapid speed and criminals in cuffs being escorted throughout the small building. Emma couldn't stop the smile spreading across her face. She finally had a shot and she was determined not to blow it. An older man walked out of a private office, coming straight towards her. Emma shifted nervously, but managed to take a meek step forward.

"Captain Cragen, how can I help you?" He asked. His voice was calm and gentle, yet Emma could sense that he could be the opposite, if he tried.

"Captain huh?" He was the boss.

"Emma. Emma Swan." She said, sounding as confident as she could manage, while reaching out her hand. He shook it firmly and led her back towards his office. Taking a seat at his desk, Captain handed her her own resume.

"You may be a fantastic bounty hunter, a whizz with computers and a decent charity worker, but what makes you think you will be good at this job?" He asked, his tone taking a sharper edge. Emma cleared her throat, preparing a decent answer.

"I think I would be good…" Emma trailed off chuckling. The captain raised an eyebrow but let her continue.

"I was going to go through a whole speech about why you should hire me and yet i can tell by your own bluntness that you would probably prefer a real response. Well as you probably already know, I was raised in foster care, being passed around like i didn't matter, but i'm not telling you this for sympathy, it's just during those years i saw a lot of bad things, i had a lot of bad things happen to me too. But back then I couldn't stop it. I couldn't protect all the other children, as much as I tried, I just couldn't. So when i got kicked out at 18 I realised that now I did have an opportunity to make a difference. Even if I could only help one child, I would be happy that I gave that child the chance, that millions, myself included didn't get."

The captain smiled at her ending statement. Emma thought it looked very odd on his face, yet she smiled back.

"Welcome to the team." He said, shaking her hand yet again. Emma had to mentally persuade herself not to do a small dance of victory. Captain seemed to read her mind and chuckled.

"Probably best to celebrate later." Emma nodded, blushing slightly.

"How would you like to meet your new colleagues?" He asked, opening the door to his office, stepping out in front of her.

"Benson, Stabler, Munch, Fin meet Detective Emma Swan" Cragen introduced, stepping out of Emma's way. Four pairs of eyes were staring straight at her, which made her twitch uncomfortably. The oldest of the four detectives, a skinny man with tinted glasses walked over to her first.

"John Munch, very pleased to meet you." He said, giving her an appreciative once over.

"Back off old man." A shorter black man said pushing him away.

"Odafin Tutuola, but call me Fin." He said, shaking her hand.

"Just ignore the dinosaur, everyone else does." Fin advised.

"I can hear you!" Munch shouted from across the room. Emma couldn't help but chuckle at the friendly banter. Once the two men were sent to do some actual work, Emma turned her attention to the two remaining detectives.

The male one, was probably the fittest out of everyone there, his muscles straining against his shirt, was staring at her disapprovingly. Next Emma studied the female. She was hunched in her chair, a mound of paperwork on her desk covering most of her face, apart from a pair of big brown eyes, glaring at her, much like her partner. Finally she stood up and walked over to Emma.

Emma let her eyes travel along the form of the brunette. It was no secret that Emma was gay and she intended to make that clear to her new colleagues. The woman laughed when Emma met her eyes again, with a sheepish grin.

"Olivia Benson." She said as she shook her hand.

"I'm going to be straight with you here Swan. This job isn't easy and a lot of people can't take it and walk away. But once you're in, you're in and for me to be able to trust you, i need to be able to trust that you aren't going to be one of those people who walk."

Emma nodded and practically repeated what she had told her new boss. At the end of her little speech, Emma looked up at Olivia who was smiling. Showing Emma to her new desk, she whispered;

"I like you already."

After being caught up on all current cases and diving straight into work, being patiently taught by Olivia, much to Elliot Stabler's dismay, time flew by and when Emma glanced at the clock it read 5:14. Putting back on her trademark red leather jacket, Emma grabbed her Iphone and turned to her colleagues.

"Where you off to Swan?" Fin asked, handing her a cup of coffee.

"I was told that I finish at 5." Emma replied. She was already running late.

"We are supposed to but mostly we stay over and get some extra work done, especially on the bigger cases." Olivia explained.

"Oh. I can stay for an extra hour or so but then i really have to get going."

"Thanks Swan we could really use all hands at the minute." Munch added.

"Let me just make a call." Emma took a sip of her coffee, shrugged off her jacket and dialled a number.

"Hey, I am going to be another hour or so, is that okay? Yeah. Everything's okay so far. I will call when i'm on the way home. Love you too. Bye."

"Swan you got a boyfriend?" Munch asked, teasingly.

"I prefer women actually." Emma laughed. Olivia, Fin and Munch laughed with her. Stabler scowled, muttering something under his breath. Emma caught the last part and her blood boiled;

"Stupid dyke." Without thinking Emma practically flew across the room and pinned Stabler against the wall. Stabler pushed her away easily, sending Emma a few steps backwards. She began to charge at him again, when she felt a set of arms pull her back.

"What the hell is going on?" Captain shouted, entering the squad room after hearing the commotion. Munch pointed towards Emma, who was being restrained by Fin, and Elliot, who was being led back to his desk, by Olivia.

"Swan, Fin my office now!" He shouted, before turning to Stabler and Benson.

"And you're next." Emma took a deep breath and followed Fin into her bosses office.

"You better hope you have a good explanation." He warned Emma.

"He called me a 'stupid dyke'. I should have just let it go. I'm sorry sir." Emma mumbled. Captain sighed.

"He shouldn't have said that and i will deal with him, but you trying to attack one of my best detectives on your first day, doesn't look so good. Go out there and apologise to him and then you can get on with your work. I will think of your punishment later."

Emma nodded and walked back out into the squad room and over to Olivia and Stabler's desk.

"I'm sorry for trying to attack you. It won't happen again." She promised and walked back over to her desk and sat down.

"So much for a good first day!"

"I know right?" Fin said, sitting on the edge of her desk.

"I'm sorry for you know, causing a scene." Fin tapped her on the shoulder.

"Don't worry about it baby girl, my son Ken is gay. He probably would have done the same thing." Emma smiled and mouthed 'thank you', before settling down to finish some paperwork.

"You up for your first interrogation?" Fin asked, as he walked towards the interview room. Emma nodded and followed him, alongside Munch.

"What have we got?" Emma asked, looking through the glass at the middle aged man twitching nervously.

"His wife caught him watching kiddie porn and phoned the cops. Let us do the talking unless he talks to you directly. Then just follow on from us okay Swan?" Fin said.

"You're going to jail Paul."

"We have solid evidence. Your own wife grassed you up." Fin and Munch were hounding Paul Roberts, who was despite the nervous demeanor, not saying a single thing. Emma circled the table, until she was looking right at him. She noticed two things that could be vital.

"When did you get the tattoo Paul?" She asked, hoping she was right.

"A couple of years ago." He muttered. It was the first thing he had said so far, so Emma kept pushing.

"Is it an eye?"

"Yes."

"It looks kind of egyptian, or greek."

"It's egyptian."

"To protect the person from the evil eye. I remember reading about it somewhere. But you are this strong, handsome, amazing man. What is there for you to be afraid of?"

"Nothing, like you said I'm strong and amazing." Emma laughed.

"Come on Paul, there must be something. Is it a phobia like heights or the dark or something?"

"No."

"Or is your parent's?" Emma asked. Paul sprang up from his chair, infuriated.

"See i think you have some issues with your parents Paul. I think you felt abandoned and that led you to start feeling sorry for kids just like you were." Paul nodded and wiped his tear streaked face.

"They looked so happy on the videos. I could pretend that when my mom and dad left me, that I had the chance to be happy like the kids I watch do." Emma reached across the table and grabbed his hand, giving it a quick squeeze.

"I get it Paul. I really do. I understand what it feels like to be abandoned and I wouldn't want any other kids to feel like that, so I do everything I can so they won't. How about you Paul do you try and help too?" Paul nodded.

"Do you help them by touching them like the people do on the videos?" Paul nodded again.

"How many children have you helped Paul?"

"13."

"Wow thats alot Paul. Do you think you could write down their names, ages and where they were from for me please Paul? That way I could check to make sure you really did help these kids and prove it to my friends over there." Emma said, pointing to a shocked looking Fin and Munch.

Paul started scribbling on a piece of paper and once he had finished, Emma asked her last question.

"What about after you had helped them Paul? What happened to the children?"

"Back to foster care." Paul whispered.

"Thank you Paul. For everything." Emma said, as she marched out of the interview room.

Emma was sat at her desk, getting her stuff together ready to go home, when Fin, Munch and Captain walked over to her.

"That was amazing Swan. It's your first day and you sounded like you have been doing this job for years." Fin praised, patting her shoulder.

"Wow. I couldn't believe it Swan. I do like a girl with guts, looks and a brain to match. Are you sure you don't want to become Mrs John Munch number 4?"

"I will have to consider it Munch." Emma laughed getting up.

"Well done today Swan." Captain practically whispered.

"Seriously thanks. I just saw the tattoo and the look in his eyes and put the pieces together really."

"How did you know that his parents abandoned him from the look in his eyes?" Stabler asked, from his desk. Emma turned to face him.

"Because i see the exact same look in the mirror every morning." Then Emma walked out of the precinct and hopped in her bright yellow bug, ready to go home to a refreshing shower, her comfy bed and her precious daughter.