Everything seems to move in slow motion after that. Emma immediately gets into her car with Henry and Crystal, going twenty miles over the legal limit to get to her house. She isn't sure what to think, maybe Crystal was mistaken. That is until she sees Graham's car parked in front of their house, with the lights flashing.

She rushes forward, straight towards her house, that is until Graham holds her back.

"Sorry Emma, this is a crime scene."

Emma doesn't care; she and her son were just the victims of this guy's crime and if her theory about him is right, he may have done a lot worse to their home. She pushes past Graham and goes right to the front door.

To her horror, Crystal is right. The books that Crystal was returning lay in a heap at the doorstep. She pushes the door open and indeed, the entire place had been ransacked. Her heart drops into her stomach. She cannot believe that this has happened. A home is a place where you're supposed to feel safe and now it was invaded by a total stranger. The furniture had been turned over completely and some of the cushions had been ripped up. All the contents of their kitchen drawers had been dumped all over the floor, she rushes upstairs and both her and Henry's rooms had been completely trashed, hers more than his. She can feel tears coming to her eyes, she begins looking around, trying to find if anything had been stolen. Her jewelry box had been turned over, but all the pieces were still there. The guy had gone through her dresser as well as her closet; clothes scattered everywhere, but nothing significant was missing. Her bed was practically overturned as well, sheets and blankets all over the floor. Even under her bed had been searched by this creep. The thing was, her laptop was laying at her desk, her Ipod next to her bed was out in the open.

"Mom!" Henry says, walking into her room his own heart pounding loudly. He goes over and grabs her arm. He leans in close. This indicates to Emma that the kid is frightened beyond belief. His eyes are wide and his breath is shallow. Emma knows she has to stay strong for her son, which is kind of hard to do when their entire house is destroyed.

"Is anything missing kid?" Emma asks after a long moment.

"N-no, I have my phone and my laptop is still in my backpack, it looks like he hit your room the hardest."

Emma just nods. She steps further into her room and her foot hits something. She looks down and finds the picture frame of her, Neal and Henry smashed. She leans down to pick it up when she notices some writing on it.

Payback! it reads in red marker. Emma swallows hard. She goes over and grabs her gun, preparing for the worst, in case the guy was still in the house. She doubted very much and she's finally thinking a little clearer than before, she would've gone for her gun first if the shock of being invaded hadn't scared her stiff.

"What do you think it means Mom?" Henry whispers weakly.

"Someone has a bone to pick with me…" Emma answers. "We have to get out of here."

…

The minutes' feel like hours as Graham and Joel search the house thoroughly, taping off the scene and interviewing Crystal, who was cleared quite quickly as a suspect being that she wasn't around for the first three break-ins and just happened to be near the park where the fourth one took place.

Emma leans against the hood of her bug, her gun on her hip, loaded and ready. Henry sits in the back, watching the scene and occasionally looking down at his phone. Emma just hoped Henry was as distracted as possible, this was as scary as ever. David had put a blanket around her shoulders and Mary Margret stayed near Emma the entire time. Her phone was buzzing constantly with texts asking if she was okay, several were from Neal, who was out of town for a few days. Many people in the neighborhood and the town had shown up and were overwhelming her with questions. Eventually, David told them all to back off and give her some space. Even Regina stopped asking questions and stayed quiet, observing the scene and respecting Emma. The knot in Emma's stomach became tighter and tighter as the afternoon began to fade into evening. She knows Graham and Joel were doing the best they could, but it didn't feel like enough.

"Swan!" a familiar voice calls out.

Emma turns to see Killian running up the street towards them. Emma rushes over and embraces Killian.

"Are you and Henry alright?" the pirate asks.

"We're okay, but the house is not," Emma says, very happy to have Killian in her arms.

"I'm sorry I didn't get here sooner, I was out on the boat and you obviously can't get reception out there. It wasn't until I pulled in that one of the docks men told me and I raced over."

"It's fine," Emma says quietly, fighting back tears.

Just then Graham and Joel come out of the house.

Emma looks at them with worry and a little bit of hope. Graham shakes his head.

"No fingerprints, no DNA, back window open and nothing was stolen."

Emma's heart sinks. Killian puts his arm around her in reassurance.

"The only thing 'e left behind was the picture frame with Payback on it," Graham says, holding it up in a bag of evidence. "No fingerprints." Emma can see Regina writing furiously on a notepad.

"Do you know this guy Miss Swan?" Joel asks, looking at her. "Because he seems to know you and have a problem with you."

"No, gawd no," she says. "I don't know anyone in town who would do such a thing."

"Maybe it wasn't someone in town," Joel suggests. "Maybe it was someone from your past… an ex-boyfriend, an ex-co-worker?"

Emma shakes her head again. "I never made many connections, especially in Boston."

"Well clearly this man hates you, he's left a message which is a first for these cases…" Joel says, looking intently at her.

"I don't understand it myself," Graham says. " 'e must have something against you."

"But who?" Mary Margret asks.

"That's the million-dollar question," Joel says before walking towards his car. He gives Emma another long stare before he pulls out of the driveway and down towards the police station.

Graham wrinkles his nose. "I'm gonna take this evidence down to process it. I recommend that you find someplace else to stay tonight. Maybe with a friend or…"

Graham goes over and pats Emma on the shoulder before going to his car.

"I'm having Joel do surveillance around the area tonight, just to be safe."

"Where are you going?" Crystal asks suspiciously.

"Home," Graham says, getting into his car and turning the lights off. "I've got a lot of work to do," Most of the townspeople have dispersed, leaving the select group of friends at the scene.

"Work my foot, I saw him check his phone, a lot, he's going out with Lily tonight," Crystal says, shaking her head. "You'd think a cop would offer better protection."

"So where are you going to stay?" Regina asks. "I'd offer my place if my mom wasn't around."

"My house is definitely out," Crystal says. "My dad's home with Lacey."

Killian swallows. He feels guilty that his boat wasn't big enough for all of them. He could definitely provide protection, especially if it meant defending Emma.

"You guys can stay with us," Mary Margret says, handing Neal to David. "That is if Crystal doesn't mind sleeping on the couch."

Crystal shrugs.

"I guess that'll be okay," Emma says, still very upset. She felt very nervous and any sound she heard made her jump. She wasn't used to being so scared. The only thing that comforted her was Killian's arm around her shoulders. "We'll meet you guys there."

"Okay," the others say.

"I'm going to the office to get this in print," Regina says. "Night everybody."

"Night," Crystal says before heading to the taxi cab that David drove around. Mary Margret hugs Emma for a long time and then smiles at her before turning away.

Once they're alone, Emma hugs Killian again. So happy to have him there for her.

"Thank you for being here."

"I care about you and Henry Swan, what else can I do?"

"Come with us and stay at their place, I can't be alone right now and I seriously doubt Henry can't either."

"I wish I could Swan, but I have a…shipment that's coming really early tomorrow…" He looks down at his shoes, feeling very guilty. "I need to be there so I don't miss it… it's worth a lot…"

Emma's heart sinks a little lower in disappointment. She now felt exactly like Killian did when she refused him the other night.

"A-alright…" she sighs sadly.

"I'm really sorry sweetheart…" Killian sighs.

"It's okay," Emma says. "But at least give me a protection kiss." She says in good humor.

"I'll see you later love," Killian says. He kisses Emma deeply before heading towards the docks. "I'll call you when I get back on the ship."

"Okay," Emma says.

She watches him leave the same way he did the other night and she still can't help shake the feeling something worse was going to happen.