Regina was livid. Where on earth was Emma. Now that she didn't know where she was, she wanted Emma even more. Graham's phone rung and he answered it.
"Madam Mayor?" Graham answered into the phone.
"Where is she?" Regina quickly demanded.
"I assume you are talking about Miss Blanchard, she is still detained in-"
"I'm not talking about Miss Blanchard and you know it. I'm talking about Emma. Where is Emma?" She demanded once more.
Graham gulped. He was glad Mary Margaret had talked him into warning the teen about Regina, she sounded furious. Regina was something he wouldn't wish upon he worst enemies, especially not a teenager. He was glad she got away. He decided to keep Mary Margaret out of this situation as much as he could. He knew that the Mayor would blame her. It was time that he stood up and did his job, to protect the citizen's of Storybrooke.
"Emma's gone Madam Mayor. I ordered her to leave Storybrooke. I warned her you was coming" He said bravely. He looked over at Mary Margaret who was sitting with the straightest posterior now on the cot within the cell. She was frantically shaking her head, urging him to reconsider his choice of words, thinking back to the way her words had ended up with her behind bars.
"YOU DID WHAT?!" Regina screamed into the phone. "Now I have to leave Storybrooke and find my Emma"
"Madam Mayor, she's not your Emma" Graham bravely stated. "She's not anyone's anything. She's her own person. You can't keep her in Storybrooke against her will. That's against the law"
There was a deafening moment of silence. "How dare you?" Regina growled. "You have no idea what you have just done. You have no idea what I am capable of. lucky for you, you're just about to find out" Regina spat before she ended the call. She quickly turned around on the main road and headed for her secret vault. She hadn't been down there in a while. Time to pay it a little visit.