I do not own Once Upon a Time.

Really, the police station again? As easy on the eyes as the sheriff was, Killian had more important matters to deal with. His sister was more important issues.

He was minding his own business, honestly. He entered the diner and nicely ordered two breakfast platters and two coffees to go. Apparently that was disturbing the peace in the eyes of the diner's owner. She quickly called the sheriff and before Killian could do a thing, he was handcuffed and being led to the station.

The last thing Kilian ever expected to see was Tara in one of the cells. She looked pissed off beyond reason at her current situation. He bit back a laugh. "It's odd to see you on this side of the bars." He greeted her.

"Shut up." She growled, picking herself off the cot and leaving against the wall.

Emma shook her head. "That amazing of a night, huh?"

Tara pinched the top of her nose and Killian had to agree with her, people's assumption of their relationship had to stop.

Emma shoved Killian into the cell next to Tara and locked the door. She went around the office, gathering the needed supplies for her newest guests. Then she looked up at the pair. They were leaning against the wall in the exact same pose: arms crossed, legs crossed at the ankles, and the same expression on their faces. The similarities were spot on.

"Are you two related?" She finally asked.

Tara's let out a sigh. "Wow, she really is blonde."

"Hey!" Emma stood up, suddenly angry. "You want me to add verbal assault to your list of charges?"

"Whatever." Tara said. Killian let out his own sigh. Why did she have to make everything so difficult?

"So apparently, they don't teach manners where you're from."

Finally, Killian stepped in. "Sheriff, allow me to introduce my sister, Tara. She came into town yesterday, taking me completely by surprise."

Tara said nothing, she just kept looking at the clock. Did she have plans? Was she leaving so soon to clean up the mess?

"Do you have somewhere to be?" Emma asked.

"Actually we do." Tara answered. We? What did they have to do? Killian didn't have plans with Tara today.

"Well, I hate to break it to you, but whatever your plan is, it is going to have to wait." Emma told her.

The office phone rang again and Emma answered it angrily. She finished her conversation rather quickly then turned the siblings. "There's another disturbance in town, since it seems to be a family thing today, what are the chances it's your brother this time?"

If looks could kill, Emma would have dropped dead with the look Tara was sending her. Killian just looked emotionless and he said something. "Slim to none, actually."

"The two of your sit tight, I'll be right back." Emma left the station.

Silence fell over them.

"Well that was uncalled for." Tara growled, finally having a voice.

"She didn't know." Killian answered back honestly.

They stood in silence. Tara pulled herself off the wall. "Well, I'm done with this shit." She pulled a long pin for her hair, she always came prepared. She walked up to the door of the cell and bent down to pick the lock. Tara shot a crooked smile up at Killian. It was quick and effective.

The lock opened and Tara walked out of the cell.

"Two minutes, you're losing your touch, lass." Killian joked.

"Shut up." But she kept the smile on her face. Tara walked over to the desk and gathered her clutch and then she headed to the door.

"Tara?" Killian called from his cell. She paused. "Aren't you forgetting something?"

Tara turned to face him slightly confused. Then she remembered. "Right, my knife, can't be without that." She beamed at him before grabbing it and bolting out of the station.

"Tara!" Killian yelled a few times before dropping his head to the bars. Did she really just leave him? Given their history, he couldn't blame her.

Then he heard the jingle of keys and opened his eyes to Tara opening the door of his cell.

"Did you really think I would leave you?" She asked, almost a little hurt.

"Every day." He answered as he followed her out into the street.

She paused suddenly and grabbed the collar of his coat. "You're the only brother I have, I would never leave you. Do you understand me, Killian?"

"Loud and clear." He stated, she let go and they continued to walk down the street towards the inn. "So what plans do you have?"

"We have a press conference at the town hall in two hours."

He stopped dead in his tracks. "We? What's this we?"

She continued walking, not paying attention to him. "I rented two rooms at the inn. We both need to shower, there is no way we can go to a press conference smelling like drugs. I brought your suit, I wasn't sure you had one here…" Finally, she stopped walking and turned to face him, Killian was standing a few feet behind her.

Did Tara have any idea what she was asking of him?

"Killian… I can't do this alone. I need you by my side." She pleaded, her voice almost breaking.

He huffed. "Fine, only because I love you."

"Good." They reached the inn and she handed him a key. "I expect you dressed and ready in forty-five minutes. Room 206."

"Yes Captain." He mock saluted her. She rolled her eyes but smiled before disappearing into her own room.

Ready for a press conference.

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