Chapter 2
2.0
AU: My apologies for the very short size of this. Rating will go up next chapter.
Warnings: None
Characters: Henry, Emma, Mr Gold
The sheriff saw the boutique at her right and knew the jewelry shop would be next. Just a few paces to the station. The boy trotting by her side carried a large impish smile as his hands dug deep into his pockets. His brown eyes were cast on the floor but his smile never faded.
"Then I can give him a card and draw a bunny on it. Do you think that'd work? Or a formula 1 racing car, that'd be cool. Or a bunny riding such a car, as in the fairy tales."
"Yeah kid, whatever." Emma was nervous, her hands trapped underneath her armpits as they reached the sheriff's office. She opened the door and knew Mr Gold, who was still trapped inside was able to hear them.
The man perked on his seat at the sound of a key turning and pricked up his ears.
"Look, little Josh is just a baby." She tried to explain her son. "He'll be glad with any kind of picture. Don't worry, it's the gesture."
Henry's smile remained the same. It were his eyes which betrayed his relief. "Thank you, Emma. I can't wait to see them again. He's so sweet."
Mr Gold could hear how Emma was patting the boy's hair and silently wondered why she didn't take him inside. He glanced at the hallway in the hopes he'd see Henry come in, but his hopes were in vain.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Emma."
"Sure kid." She smiled and watched Henry go. Something wasn't quite right here. She could feel it. Some nasty feeling in the pit of her stomach that swirled and curled and could only be eased if she had answers.
Emma entered the office and placed her lunch bag on her desk without as much as glancing at Mr Gold behind the bars. "I went to see her, Amber, and the baby." She started unpacking her handbag.
Silence filled the room as Mr Gold awaited for her to continue. When she didn't he merely cocked his head at her. She caught his glance and clicked her tongue. "With Henry." She sounded tired and not interested, which, Gold instinctively knew, meant that she was eager to tell him something. But he probably had to beg for it.
"How nice." He commented dryly, edging closer to the bars.
"Not really." Emma replied, her jaw clenching as she pensively came to stand in front of him.
"Did you know Henry's eyes are exactly like those of Amber's baby?" She stared at him, their eyes locking. Mr Gold said nothing.
