It was time to find Leroy. It would be no easy task, although Storybrooke wasn't a huge place, there were plenty of hiding places he could hole up in and then there was the surrounding woodland as well. If he'd decided to go on the run then he could be anywhere. Emma pushed her hair back from her face and took a deep breath, it was pushing towards sunset, her stomach let out a monstrous growl and she smiled despite herself. Maybe it was time for a break, some food would go down well and it would give her time to think about what she'd learned that day. She turned her car around and headed for home.
She knew as soon as she opened the house door that Mary Margaret had visitors however she should have known who it would be. "Hey Emma." Henry's voice called as she shut the door.
"Hey buddy, how's it going?" she asked as she paced to the counter and poured herself a fresh cup of steaming hot coffee.
"I heard about Amelia, have you found anything yet?" he said.
"Not yet." Emma said shaking her head; it still amazed her how fast news travelled in small towns. She placed her notes on the counter before turning to face her son. His guileless face made her smile and she wondered again how she'd ever managed to give him up in the first place. He glanced down at her papers.
"It wasn't Leroy." He said.
"Oh?"
"How do you know that Henry?" Mary Margret asked, a slight frown crossing her face.
"He was with Regina last night. I heard them talking, I couldn't make out the words but they were discussing something. I couldn't get close to hear it properly either." He said.
"You were eavesdropping?" Mary Margaret said, the frown deepening, "I can see you're picking up Emma's bad habits." She said.
"Hey." Emma said, casting a look of outrage at her friend, "She's right though, you shouldn't spy on people, leave that to people like me. So, you're saying Leroy was with Regina last night." Henry nodded, "I'll have to drop by and ask about that."
"No you can't, then she'll know I've been spying."
"But I haven't been able to find Leroy all day." Emma said.
"We could all try look for him tomorrow, if we don't find him, then you can talk to Regina but not before. I don't think she'll like me spying." Henry said, pulling a face. Emma knew deep down that he was right; Regina would make it more difficult for her if she knew Henry was picking up bad habits from her. She made it tough enough as it was.
"All right." Emma nodded, "But you have to promise me that you won't cause a fuss if we don't find him." She said. Henry nodded.
"I promise."
"Good, now, you want to catch a bite to eat?" Emma asked, "I'm starving."
"I've a pie in the oven, you're welcome to stay too Henry." The lad nodded and they all smiled, to Emma, pie sounded like heaven.
