Emma had spoken Regina's name and then gone into complete silence. A wide and fearful expression drowning her features.

"Em?" Regina attentively questioned.

No response.

"Emma," Graham pressed. "Are you okay?"

Emma with wide eyes nodded. "August." She said slowly.

"What?" Regina queried.

"August." Emma repeated, a little more aware of her surroundings now.

"August?" Graham questioned.

"August." Emma confirmed.

"What about him?" Regina sighed, she didn't like August one bit so unless it was completely necessary she didn't want to waste thought space on him.

Before Emma could answer the question Graham interjected. "Honestly, Em, you could ask him but I doubt he'd know what's going on; I haven't seen him around much at all." Graham slumped at his supposed issue.

Emma shook her head. "No." She paused in thought. "Not what I meant." She clarified.

"Then what?" Graham asked as he scratched his head.

"I was complaining to him about Billy a while back, and," Emma took a moment, these words now frightened her. "He said "I'll kill him in his sleep." To me. I thought he was joking, but maybe-"

"That couldn't be right!" Graham pressed.

"But it could be." Regina interrupted, with an unusual smirk gracing her lips. Regina Mills strongly dislike August- not for anything besides the fact that he insulted her girl- and she was willing to believe he would do such a thing.

"Regina, you don't know him like I do." Graham huffed, not enjoying the attack on his friend.

"You said yourself you haven't seen much of him lately. What a better way to plan a murder." Regina sassed back without missing a beat.

The two stared silently at each other with annoyance until Emma interjected.

"Graham, you have to at least think it's a bit weird."

"A coincidence." He assured with a wave of his hand.

"Graham…" Emma stressed.

"How can you accuse him of that, Emma? This is murder we are talking about here."

"After my last interaction with him I wouldn't be surprised." She sighed.

"Why?" That seemed to catch Graham's interest. "What happened?"

Emma looked to Regina for permission and upon getting a graceful nod from the brunette she started her story. "Graham, Regina and I…" She hadn't said it aloud before, not even to Ruby- she just knew, there was no need to actually say those five small words. "Are dating."

"Dating?" Graham's head tipped to the left. "Like, a man would date a woman?"

Emma nodded slowly. "Yeah."

"That's the whole lesbianism thing isn't it?"

"Yeah." Emma agreed.

"Okay, so what's that got to do with Aug?"

"Well," Emma sighed. "When I told him, he said that I was retarded and disgusting, and that I deserved the worst in death."

Graham's mouth dropped open. He gasped for air as he tried to process what he had been told. "He wouldn't say something so hateful." Graham finally whispered.

"I'm not lying, Graham."

Graham looked horrified that his best friend was capable of such hatred. Sure Graham himself didn't fully understand why someone would choose to live a life of homosexuality but it wasn't his place to judge. Their lives didn't affect him so why should his affect theirs?

"Why?" Graham asked, to what Emma wasn't entirely sure. "I thought he was a good man."

"As did I, Graham." Emma sighed as she slumped her shoulders.

"A man capable of that sort of hatred is capable of so much more." Graham came over to the bars that held Emma in at night. "Pa told me that."

"So now the question is, what are we going to do?" Regina interjected, ready to get her girl out of the bars that separated them.

"We prove it wasn't Emma." Graham offered.

"How?" Regina snapped, still not fully trusting that Graham was on their side.

"We cause reasonable doubt in the attorney's case."

"We what?" Emma grunted.

"We show the Judge and Sheriff Humbert that it wasn't you." Regina smiled.

"Ahuh." Emma nodded. "How?"

"Well," Graham continued as though he and Regina were speaking as one. "The best way to do that is to make them look at someone else, someone with a stronger motive."

Emma laughed. "Any other way of doing it? Cause they sure seem to think it was me."

"Well not unless the evidence went missing or the eye witness was proved to be unreliable." Regina suggested. "But that is even more unlikely."

"Oh." Emma softly said.

"Was there any finger prints at the scene?" Regina asked as she turned towards Graham.

"No, well no suspicious prints. Parents, his, the normal." Graham sighed.

"And no other indicators that Emma was there? No DNA?"

"No…" Graham's eyes widened a little.

"So really they are just going off my mother's witness statement that reports a 'greaser' and a Cadillac."

"Your mother?"

"Yes, Cora Mills." Regina confirmed.

"Why can't you just ask her to retract her statement?"

"Because she wants to see me suffer."

Graham knew not to comment, so he quickly continued on with the conversation. "So she didn't actually see Emma's face?"

"No, I overheard her talking to Daddy about it."

"Well then if your father is credible we can use that. Then we'd only have to explain the car."

"Daddy wouldn't." Regina sighed.

"Oh."

"My keys were in an odd spot on Monday morning, does that help?" Emma interrupted.

"Where?" Graham asked quickly moving away from the dead end.

"On the floor by my back door."

"Can anyone verify that?"

"Mum?" Emma asked with a squinted look.

"Reasonable doubt could be within our reach."

"Misplaced keys wouldn't do much." Regina interjected.

"It's worth a shot." Graham sighed. "What else do we have?"

"Daddy is a lawyer, I know it wouldn't work. Especially when they have no reason to suspect anyone else."

"Well what do we do then?" Graham slumped against the bars as he matched Emma's position.

"We get August to confess." Regina said a large grin spread across her lips.