Regina and Henry were lying on a bed in Dillon's spare bedroom, while Emma sat watching them in an old rocking chair she had pulled closer to the bed. Nagpo was curled up at the end of the bed, keeping Regina's feet warm with his massive head. Emma had been sitting there for three hours while Regina slept. Henry had started out by sitting in a recliner in the corner of the small room before he had crawled into bed with his mother and fallen asleep. Emma didn't move from her spot. She sat there, staring, waiting, every once and a while she'd check the small flip phone in her pocket.

Dillon walked up to the open door and gave a quiet knock before walking in. He came up behind her and looked at the mother and son curled up together before glancing down at Emma. She was staring at Regina, watching the steady rise and fall of her chest. She knew he was there. That he was sure off. But she didn't look at him or even acknowledge him.

"So, who is she?" He whispered, crouching down beside Emma.

She didn't take her eyes off Regina, "A client."

"I'm not blind, Emma," he started, "she's more than a client."

She breathed a soft sigh, "Her name's Regina and she was a client."

"Was. She was a client" He nodded and stood, "Let's talk downstairs. You haven't eaten since you got here and my wife wants to formally meet you."

Emma didn't move. She continued to watch Regina.

"I'll drag you out of that chair if I have to."

She glanced up at him before standing and following him downstairs. The woman who had removed Regina's bullet and stitched her up was sitting at their kitchen table. They had a dinner of chicken, broccoli, and noodles out and an extra place setting for both her and Henry.

"Don't worry," Dillon said, "We'll save some for the kid. So," he started as Emma took a seat, "I didn't formally introduce the two of you. Emma, this is Dr. Sarah Stevens. Sarah, this is Emma Swan."

"Emma Swan? The Emma Swan." Sarah grinned. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you!"

Emma was too tired to make a smart ass remark. She just lifted an eye brow as she cut into the chicken. "Ah, me too?"

"Dillon's told me so many storied about you. I suppose I should thank you."

Emma smirked, "No, I should be thanking you."

"No, you saved my husband's life. Twice. I never would have met my soul mate if it wasn't for you."

Emma just blinked at her for a moment before shrugging, "I was just doing my job."

"Still, thank you." She smiled at her.

"Not that it's not good to see you, but why are you here?" Dillon said as they began eating.

"We need a place to hide." She paused for a long moment.

"Who is she?" Sarah asked, nodding upstairs.

"A client."

"Was, as client, as you said before."

Emma smirked at him, "I was hired by her father to protect her. Her name is Regina Mills."

Dillon stopped and stared at her, "Emma, she's the daughter of one of the leading crime families."

"Was one of the leading crime families."

"There is no was with that family. Emma, she is dangerous."

"Dillon, just because your idiot brother got into bed with them and got himself killed does not mean that being born into that family is a death sentence or that you are some killer."

They stared at each other for several minutes before both of them started eating their dinner. It was another few minutes before Dillon stated asking questions again, "Why did Henry Mills hire you to protect his daughter?"

"They are all being killed. Another family is moving in on them and is wiping them out."

"Good. They can all die."

"Her and that kid do not deserve to die for her destructive family. She got out of the family business. She got out. Just like you and me."

He stared at her, "We got out because everyone we ever loved was killed."

"If that was the reason we got out, then why didn't your brother? He dug himself into a deeper pit. He was greedy."

Dillon ground his teeth together, "Watch it."

Emma shook her head, "He got greedy and you know it. That's what killed him. Not the Mills. His greed."

The table fell silent as all three of them started eating again. After a few minutes Dillon said, "No offense, Emma. I'd just rather not have a Mills in this house, even a reformed Mills. But, since it's you and you seem to be doing a little bit more than protecting." Dillon gave a shy smile, "You are all welcome to stay as long as you need."

"Thank you." Emma shoveled noodles into her mouth before narrowing her eyes at him, "What do you mean by 'more than protecting'?"

"You've been watching over her like a hawk for since you three got here."

"I'm just doing what I was hired to do, protect her."

Dillon smirked, "Right. So you say. Normal people don't look at each other the way you two look at each other."

"Dillon, stop it." Sarah growled, "Let her be. She's had a rough day."

"What? We get into a full on argument. You don't say anything then, but the moment I start picking on her, you jump to her defense?" He shook his head and continued eating as Sarah gave him a glare that made Emma look away, "I'm just sayin'."

Emma smiled, "Thank you, both of you. We'll be out of your hair as soon as Regina's well enough to travel."

"No, stay. Please." Sarah said, "Stay as long as you like."

"I don't want to drag you two in this. Dillon's right, to some degree. She has assassins after her and that makes anyone dangerous to people who try to help them."

"It's a little late, besides, we've got a rather large arsenal and plenty of pigs to get rid of the bodies." Dillon gave her a smile and a wink. "You might as well stay until this is all over. How long were you supposed to protect her for?"

"A few days."

"A few more days, easy enough."

"No. Her father was supposed to call me two days ago."

Dillon looked down at his plate, "He's probably dead then."

Emma nodded, "Yeah. I haven't mentioned it to her yet."

"You know, you don't have to do this anymore. He hired you for a few days. If those days are up…." He shrugged.

"Dillon." Sarah slapped his shoulder, which made Emma smile.

"I'm not just going to let her die." The blonde paused for a moment, "I can't."

He nodded. They finished eating and he stood to clear the table. Emma stood and helped. When the two made it into the kitchen, he turned to her, "Would you kill?"

Emma paused and stared at him for a long time.

"Would you kill…for her?" He paused before continuing, "Because that is how this is going to end. Do you really want to go there, again?"

"This is different."

"No it's not. I saw what you became. It was scary."

"This is different." She said nothing else. She left and made her way back upstairs. Henry was still asleep, as was Regina. Emma gave Henry a light tap on the shoulder. He blinked and rolled over to face her. "Go get something to eat."

"But-"

"I'll watch over her. Go."

He nodded and went downstairs. Emma watched him go before settling into the rocking chair again. Nagpo lifted his head to look at her. She glanced at him and smiled before focusing on Regina. The massive dog watched the blonde for a moment before putting his head back on the covers.