Emma pulled on her red leather jacket and grabbed her gun. She had a case to investigate, and she wasn't wasting a minute. She preferred using magic, but a gun could come in handy. She tied her hair back and got into her car. Se started driving, everything was going fine, until... Henry.
"Mom!", he yelled from the backseat.
She whipped around. "Kid! You should not be here!"
"Mom, I wanna be a detective!"
"Henry, I'm doing a dangerous job! Not meant for 10-year-olds!"
"The new baby gets to come with you!"
"Henry, it's inside me. There's really nothing I can do about that."
"Mo-om!"
"Henry, no." She drove to Granny's and dropped him off before speeding up and going to the crime scene - the library.
Well, more specifically, the area under the library. She was greeted by her step-mother-in-law, Belle.
"Hey Emma."
"Hi Belle. I've got to investigate a case down in the basement."
"Ok." Emma went to the elevator. "Be careful!", Belle called.
"As always!" She got in the elevator and lowered herself down. She exited at the bottom and went in, gun drawn.
The woman was sprawled on the ground, perhaps dead, perhaps alive. Emma bent down to check her pulse. It was faint, but there. Since they had moved Maleficent out of the basement, there had been rumors that it was haunted, and no one went down there. Why had this woman? She had strawberry-blonde hair and blue eyes. She was beautiful, that much was certain. But who was she? Emma was good at identification, but this was no one she had ever seen. She decided to call her supervisor.
Rumpelstiltskin sighed, annoyed. "What, Emma, can't handle your cases on your own?"
"I can't identify random unconscious people, my magic's not trained enough yet."
He sighed again. "I'll be right down."
Emma had moved the woman into better light by the time Rumpelstiltskin arrived. He looked at her. He frowned.
"From what I can sense, she does not belong in this world."
"Huh?"
"Magic brought her here, a portal. Powerful magic."
"Oh."
"Magic, huh?", asked a voice, and Emma's heart nearly stopped when she saw who was stepping out of the shadows.
"Henry... I can explain..."
"You lied to me", he said, turning on his heel and leaving.
"Henry!" She looked terrified over at Rumple, who merely shrugged.
"Take her to the Sheriff's station. I've gotta go", she said, and ran after her son.
