Autopsy results came back on Blair Watson. Just as David had suspected, his death was ruled a homicide. The M.E found a small needle mark on Watson's neck, which led him to being able to diagnose the cause of death as an air embolism. Someone had purposefully injected a puff of air into his bloodstream, leading to the stopping of his heart. A puncture mark like that would usually be missed unless being looked for. David had voiced his theory to the M.E, and requested he be thorough. The autopsy results, mixed with spotting Mary on the security footage made it a no brainer to call her in. Detective Swan was praying this would lead them somewhere. She'd take anything at this point.

Mary was escorted into an interrogation room by an officer, where she sat patiently for Detective Nolan. She understood it was protocol to conduct business in these rooms, but they made her feel like a criminal. Despite being an incredibly innocent person, the metal table and gray walls made her think she actually had done something wrong. About five minutes had passed, and she was still alone. Mary glanced over at the two way mirror and wondered if anyone was standing on the other side. Were they watching her? And if so, what were they looking for? She still didn't know why they had asked her to come in.

"Thank you for waiting patiently Ms. Blanchard." Detective Swan came through the door suddenly making Mary jump. Mary was surprised to see her, but Detective Nolan was close behind. "We appreciate you coming in," Swan said letting her file flop onto the table.

"Of course."

"Good to see you again Ms. Blanchard," Nolan said almost shyly.

"You too," she smiled softly. Mary winced at the sound of the two detectives pulling their chairs out from the table. The metal scratched against the concrete floor sending a few sharp shocks down her spine. As they situated themselves Mary nervously cleared her throat. "Detective Nolan didn't tell me exactly what is was you needed to see me for. Is everything alright?"

"Yes, we just have some more questions based on a bit of new information," Swan assured her although still being vague. She opened the small file she had brought in, and pulled an image out. Swan slid a picture of Blair Watson across the table for Mary to see. "Do you recognize this man?"

Mary took her time looking at the picture, but ended up shaking her head. "I want to say he looks familiar, but no I'm sorry."

Swan left the picture where it was and folded her hands on the table. "Where were you June fifth?"

"June fifth?" Mary's eyes moved side to side as she thought back to almost a week ago. "Oh, I was at the Bronx zoo. I was there with my school for a field trip. That's the fourth grade end of year field trip every year."

"Were you aware a man died at the Bronx zoo the same day you were there?

"Yes I was, I was there when the zoo medics arrived. We ended the trip short because of it." Mary looked down at the photo again. "Is- is this the man who died?"

"It is. It was first thought that he tragically had a heart attack while in the bathroom, but after doing an autopsy its been determined not to be the case. His death has been ruled a homicide, and now is an active investigation."

Mary eyed the two detectives curiously, and squinted. "I'm sorry, but why am I here? Do you think I had something to do with this?"

"We aren't accusing you of anything," David spoke up. "But it's important we cross who we can off our list."

"This is the second murder you have been present at in the past four months. We aren't certain if the two death are connected, but it is rather peculiar don't you think?"

"I think it's rather unfortunate."

"For whom, Ms. Blanchard?" Swan asked with a raised brow. "For you, or these men?"

"…Both I suppose." Mary did not appreciate being interrogated like this. How could they think she, out of all people, was somehow involved in these murders. It was a rather odd coincidence that it had happened to her twice, but she lived New York. Crime happened everyday, was it all that hard to believe?

"At any point at the zoo were you alone? Excuse your self to the bathroom or otherwise."

"No, and if I ever did go to the restrooms I was accompanying a student. I have a complete itinerary of the day if you would like it."

"I would." Mary pulled out her phone and found the email that had gone out to all the teachers. She handed Swan the phone.

"Here, you can forward it to yourself. We followed that schedule until we left."

"Wonderful, I'm sure it'll check out," Swan said flashing her a smile as she hit send.

David shifted in his seat, and leaned forward a little. He put his elbows on the table, and decided to redirect the conversation. "I know there were tons of people around, but is there any chance you saw someone at the zoo who was also at Holloman's party? Even if you're not a hundred percent sure, we need to know who you saw."

Mary had a group of at least twenty, nine year olds she was looking after that afternoon. She wasn't paying attention to who was around them. She had been focused on making sure none of the kids wondered off, so she shook her head. "N-" well… there had been Regina. "No," she finished fully. Regina had practically been near her the entire time. She didn't even know why the thought crossed her mind. "I'm sorry, but no one stuck out to me." Swan eyed her suspiciously for a moment. She caught her stutter, but she didn't know exactly what it meant. Something felt off to her, so instead of questioning it she made a mental note. "Wasn't Holloman shot from a couple blocks away?"

"Yes," Swan answered taking the picture of Blair Watson back.

"Then how do you know who ever killed him was even at the party that night?"

"That is possible, but like I said before, we have to follow all possibilities."

Marry nodded. "Is there anything else you you's like to ask me, or can I leave?"

The two detectives looked at one another to see if either had any last questions, but they both shook their heads. "No Ms. Blanchard that will be all," Swan said picking up the file and tapping its bottom on the table. The three of them all stood at once, and escorted her out. Detective Nolan walked her to the door, and thanked her again for coming in, as he gave her a sympathetic look. Once she was gone, he walked to the break room where Swan was pouring herself a cup of coffee.

"Emma, do you really think she's apart of this?"

"I believe in coincidences David, but not in our line of work. I'm sure when all of this is over, she'll come out squeaky clean, but right now I've got to listen to my gut. I'm not saying she's the killer, but that doesn't mean she's not involved. I just have a weird feeling about her right now, and until that goes away she's a suspect. Don't let your judgment suddenly get clouded, because you have a crush on her."

David's eyes widen as he suddenly became flustered. "I do not have a crush on her."

"Mhm," Emma hummed over her shoulder as she walked back to her desk, leaving him standing alone room.

.x.

Regina had to go to the home office today for a meeting with Mal. She was assigning her a new case. Just as she about to reach Mal's office, Regina ran into Tink. "Tink," she greeted.

"Regina. Enjoying your vacation?" Tink mocked.

Regina stopped and leaned against the wall. "Oh it's been an absolute joy," she said dramatically with a bright smile. "You should consider one for yourself. Does wonders for the soul."

"Oh really? Didn't realize you still had one. Thought you sold it ages ago," she smirked.

"I'm far too expensive dear." With that Regina passed her by and continued on. Tink stood in the hallway and watched as she entered Mal's office, and shook her head. She hated how smug she was. One day, she thought. One day was going to get her back. Regina definitely had it coming, and Tink was pretty certain Regina wouldn't expect a thing.

"You're late," Mal said dryly as Regina entered.

Regina glanced down at her watch and rolled her eyes. "Four minutes. Blame Tinker Bell, she was harassing me in the hall."

Mal only hummed clearly not amused, and Regina sat down and crossed her legs as she always did. "How are you doing?"

Regina knew she was referring to her mental state after her big case in D.C. They hadn't seen each other since Regina showed up at her apartment. "I'm good thanks."

Mal nodded, she didn't need to inquire any further. "Good work on the last job. As you know I have another for you. Our client is the same as before. Turns out Blair Watson was just the first on their list."

"Oh really, who's the next unlucky asshole?"

Mal put on her glasses. "It's interesting, maybe even a little fun," she smiled cracking the manilla folder open. "Ever had any run ins or dealings with the Russian mob?"

"Unfortunately I can't say that I have."

"Apparently Blair Watson was working with them when it came to his endeavors in sex trafficking. Our client wants two men taken out, and I presume they are high ranking."

"Any specific instructions with how they want it done, or do I get to choose?"

"Has to be different that Watson, and loot like a hit. I would suggest nothing too personal, and nothing too messy."

"Well that's no fun," she smiled.

"Everything else is in the file. You're a big girl, so I don't think I need to go over everything with you." Mal closed the folder, and slid it over to her. "You have three days."

"Yes ma'am," she said reaching forward. "I'm still good in New York right? This case is obviously still in the city, but after that. I know it's been longer than my allotted three months, but I'd like to continue my stay."

Mal studied her for a moment. She was beginning to find Regina's behavior a bit odd. She honestly thought Regina would have gotten bored by now. Yes the case in DC had taken a bit of a tole on her, but they'd been there before, and Regina always bounced back. "You want to stay stationed in New York?" she asked quizzically. "For how much longer?"

"Not sure, as much as I'm allowed."

"Are you behaving yourself Regina? Please tell me you are."

"Of course Mal, you have nothing to worry about. It's me."

"That's what I'm worried about." Mal gave her a knowing look. "Giving you those three months was already a big ask. You do know that don't you?"

"I do."

"There are other cases outside of New York both I and I'm sure your mother would like you on."

"You know I will if it's a must."

Mal stared at her for a moment carefully thinking things over. She didn't want Regina to start acting out if she didn't get what she wanted, but she was also the boss so it shouldn't matter. "You can stay in New York, but I can pull you out at any second don't forget that. I wouldn't be able to allow it that much longer though, so enjoy it while it lasts. I will not be accused of favoritism, nor let someone I don't trust do a high profile case in your place. I don't know what you're up to Regina, but be smart ok?"

"I promise."

.x.

They were at Regina's apartment tonight, which was a bit rare. Regina always preferred Mary's, and she never minded. Mary was in the kitchen pouring them some wine."How was work?" Mary asked joining Regina on the couch. Regina was engrossed in her phone doing something for work.

"Thrilling," she smiled accepting a glass. "Not everyone is blessed with two months off," she teased with an underlying tone of jealously.

"Hey the year isn't over just yet," Mary defended. "Still have four more days… but yes, I do enjoy a teacher's schedule, even though the summer does get boring after a while."

"Do you ever work during the summer?"

"I do, I usually do private tutoring. Surprisingly pays quite well."

"We haven't talked about it in a while, but are you still thinking about quitting teaching? You could use your summer to look into more journalism options."

"In the past few months I honestly haven't thought about it that much. I know originally I was talking seriously about changing careers, but I'm not sure anymore. It's fun to talk about hypothetically, but when I start to seriously think about not being a teacher anymore it makes me sad."

"Understandable, change is hard. But you never know, there could be a whole new adventure out there waiting for you."

Mary nodded in agreement, she had a lot to think about. "Speaking of adventure, I had an incredibly interesting, yet frustrating day," she said fully relaxing into the cushions and Regina's side.

"Yeah?" Regina was still on her phone reading over some of her case information, but she was still listening.

"I got called back to the police station this morning."

"The police station?" Regina asked surprised not thinking hard enough to be phased. "What for?"

"Because of what happened at the zoo the other day."

"The zoo?" she mumbled.

"Yeah they wanted to talk to me about the guy who died while we were at the zoo. It was the same detectives who questioned me about Holloman."

"Wait what?" Regina put her phone down, and turned to face her. All the information Mary was relaying to her seemed to be on delay, but she was following now. "Why on earth were those detectives questioning you about that?"

"Because they saw that I was there, and thought it was… suspicious I suppose I have now been present at two murders."

Two murders? "The man from the zoo was killed?" Regina wasn't necessarily shocked they figured out it wasn't a simple heart attack. What had her heart pumping a little faster, was the fact that the same detectives were investigating. She was always careful, but what she hadn't considered was Mary tying her to anything. Was she getting sloppy? She wasn't sloppy.

"Apparently, not sure how, but they seemed confident. I know it's their job to, but I was getting pretty frustrated with how they were grilling me. Like I'm a suspect, or something crazy." She took a big sip of her wine, and shook her head. Yes she was frustrated, but she knew she was innocent so there was no need to get worked up about it. Regina, however, was not calm.

"If those detectives come sniffing around again you let me know, and I'll handle it."

Mary chuckled into her drink causing the glass to vibrate. "Regina it's ok. They are just doing their jobs. I know they aren't going to find anything, it's just sad that they're wasting their time on me when the real killer, or killers, are out there."

"The real killers," she sighed trying to relax. "I wonder what they're up to right now."

"Probably exactly what we are doing. Drinking and cursing the police," she joked. She let her head fall onto Regina's shoulder.

"Did the detectives say anything else?"

"Umm…other than my alibi, they asked if I saw anyone form Holloman's party there. I told them no."

"I was there."

"Yeah, but you were there with me. I don't know, I didn't feel that I needed to name you."Regina thought her heart was going to burst. "Imagine," she laughed lacing their fingers together. "Modern day Bonnie and Clyde."

"Imagine," she nervously laughed staring straight ahead.