Author's Note – Here's chapter two! I love reviews, they make me happy :)

Disclaimer – I don't own OUAT or Sherlock

Regina sighed at Belle for the hundredth time. "I already told you! We don't know where they went, so we can't do anything! Stop making me regret choosing you!" Belle was a bit hurt at Regina's harsh words, but she knew the woman was just frustrated at their lack of progress. Both women stood up to exit the diner, but before they could leave, a piece of paper floated down the sidewalk due to the slight breeze. Belle, being the bookworm she was, leaned down and picked it up to inspect it.

"Apartment for sale!" Belle read aloud. "Oh, Regina! This is Emma's address! She must've moved far away recently."

"Well, we already knew that, seeing as she wasn't at her apartment the last time we checked." Regina was growing tired of their search, and longed for the way things used to be, before Storybrooke, before Snow, before everything.

"No, but maybe the agent can tell us where they went!"

Regina lifted her head at Belle's words. "Well done. I knew it was a good idea to choose you!"

Belle huffed and rushed down the sidewalk after Regina, wishing like hell that this lead would prove useful.

…..

"Henry, I'm dropping the groceries! Help me, kid!" Emma frantically tried to collect the falling grocery bags as she yelled for Henry. He grabbed some of the bags and successfully allowed Emma to regain her balance. "Thanks, kid."

The door in front of them opened, and Mrs. Hudson stepped outside and greeted the pair. "How do you like your flat? The boys aren't causing you too much trouble, are they?"

The blonde smiled and assured Mrs. Hudson that everything was fine before hurrying to their apartment to put the groceries away before they fell again. When they descended the stairs to their new home, Emma almost dropped her bags again at the sight of the people standing in her living room.

"Ah, you're back! Emma, was it?" Sherlock grinned as her expression shifted from surprise, to anger, and then to confusion. "We were just…" His eyes drifted over to a pair of rather large shoes sitting in the center of the room.

Henry took the rest of the groceries and began putting them into the refrigerator in the kitchen. "What the hell are you doing in my apartment?"

The third person in the room, an official-looking man with graying hair, answered her question. "We have reason to believe someone broke into your flat and –"

Sherlock intervened, saying, "BOOM!" while moving his hands around dramatically. He picked up the shoes and left the room in a huff. Watson smiled at the blonde before following Sherlock.

"Lestrade," the third man muttered before exiting the room awkwardly.

Emma spent the next several minutes searching the rest of her home for any other signs of a break in.

Fantastic. Just, fantastic.

…..

"London!" Regina yelled angrily before narrowing her eyes at the real estate agent. "I swear, if you're lying -"

Belle dragged the angry brunette away, thanking the agent and glaring at Regina again. The air was thick with the coming storm, and the librarian was once again grateful that Regina couldn't use magic outside of Storybrooke. "Settle down, Regina! This is a step up! Now we know where they are!"

Regina looked Belle straight in the eyes, making the younger woman fidget uncomfortably. "You don't understand." She sighed, obviously upset. "I don't even know where London is!"

Belle visibly shrank in front of the older woman. She gave Regina a knowing look before turning around and hurrying down the sidewalk. Regina, not wanting to be left alone at a time like this, had no choice but to follow like a lost puppy. She heard the librarian ask a plump man where the nearest airport was, and the former queen finally perked up. Maybe bringing Belle was a good idea…

Regina made her way towards a parked cab, Belle in tow, and the younger brunette gave the driver directions. "I told you, Regina, this is a step up."

…..

"How'd I do?" John glanced at Sherlock, proud of his deductions upon examining the old shoes.

"Well, John, really well." John inwardly praised himself, pleased with his work. "I mean you missed almost everything of importance…" Damnit.

At that moment, Molly walked in, her lab coat firmly in place. She went to stand next to Sherlock right as another man entered the room. He had dark hair and leaned back on his heels when he introduced himself to Sherlock.

"Gay," Sherlock muttered when Jim had left the room.

….

"How about we watch a movie, kid?" Emma smiled at her son lovingly. It was around eight o'clock, and both were in their pajamas, ready to settle in after a long day. Ever since their neighbors had been in the apartment at around nine that morning, the blonde had been on edge, concerned about the fact that someone had been in their new home.

"Sure, that'd be great!" Henry thought about it for a moment. "Can we watch the Avengers? Please?!" Emma laughed at her son's eagerness, and nodded her approval before popping the DVD into the player below the TV.

A sharp knock at the door had the pair turning their heads in surprise. "I got it, Henry, stay here." Henry paused the movie and watched anxiously as his mother went to answer the door.

"Oh, it's you again." Henry got up and ran to the door at Emma's tone. "Look, I told you to leave us alone. How did you even find us?"

Henry took in the tired looks of the two women at the door. "Emma?" The older woman asked, obviously not expecting her to have been the one to answer the door. "I didn't even know you two were here."

"Yeah, well, you can leave now, before I call the cops." Emma was in no mood to deal with these creeps again.

"No, please, you have to help us!" The shorter brunette begged. "Regina did something; we just need a place to stay! We had no idea you lived here! You were just the first person to open the door out of all of the apartments that we went to seeking help!"

Emma thought it over. She didn't like having these weirdos anywhere near her son, but they obviously needed help. Sighing deeply, Emma opened the door for the two women to enter.

"Look, I don't see how it's a big deal, I just –" Regina started, but Belle interrupted.

"Regina, it is a very big deal! Why can't you see how bad this is?!" She sounded on the verge of tears, and Emma thought it was her time to intervene.

"What, exactly, did you do?" Henry stood beside Emma, examining the two strange women intently.

"Look," Regina began, not seeing the big issue with the situation. "I only murdered someone, it's not that bad. I mean, he was a pain in the ass anyway, I was doing the world a favor!"

Author's Note – So, this is the second chapter, obviously… Like I said, I'm still new to this, but I do love seeing what people think. I do plan on updating regularly because I have an unfortunate amount of free time, and suggestions will definitely be taken into account. Until next time! :)