Hey guys. I'm really sorry I couldn't upload last night, but my laptop crashed and I lost this chapter so I had to quickly re-write what I could remember of it and after editing and etc, I decided I would just upload today instead. This chapter is shorter than the first three, but it is sort of a filler chapter before Emma and Casey spend some alone time together. ;) *winks* Anyway, thank you again to all the wonderful people who are reviewing, following and favoriting, or even just reading really. I cant wait to progress with this fanfic and I really hope you enjoy it as much as I do! One more really quick note; I wont be uploading tomorrow as I have been put on a debate team at school and that is running until quite late.
So see you thursday :)
Alex xx
"Swan, nice of you to join us." Tucker mocked, as Emma walked into a luxurious apartment two blocks from the bar. Emma simply rolled her eyes and sat down next to Fin.
"Right so Fin, you will be stationed in the van outside the bar. Benson, you will pretend to be the housekeeper, but for now you will be stationed in the apartment facing the back exit of the bar. You will both be connected to Swan and Stabler's wires. Tucker will go into the bar ahead of anyone else and sit at a back table, keeping an eye out and I will be in the van with Fin. Stabler, Swan you have two hours to really get to know yours and each other's new personas and get ready. Donnelly and Cabot are back at the office with Munch, on call ready to retrieve information or warrants. Cabot also took the liberty of picking up some outfits for you two." Captain finished, pointing to the clothes bags lying on the bed.
Emma had a tight fitting, long, black v neck dress, with a long split up the side. For casual wear, Emma was given a pair of light wash jeans, a short summer dress, a tank, a large wool cardigan and an extremely oversized man's shirt, presumably to sleep in. Another bag revealed; a pair of black heels, a pair of sandals, a pair of ankle boots and various pieces of jewelry. After a closer look, Emma realised all of the items were designer and would have cost hundreds and hundreds of dollars.
"Oh before you do that Swan, can I have a word?" Captain asked, pointing towards the spare bedroom. After the door was closed behind them Captain began;
"Listen Swan I know it may be uncomfortable for you, but for this weekend you will have to pretend you are a couple. That means; holding hands, kissing, flirting, sharing a bed, occasional inappropriate touches, the works. Now I know you are with Casey and we will talk about that later, but you can't let that affect your job. This whole arrest will be based on evidence you and Stabler can secure, if you don't get anything these bastards will keep on kidnapping and selling babies. And possibly killing people. Just watch your back okay?" Captain concluded, tapping her arm briefly before leaving her alone in the spare bedroom.
After two minutes of staring into space, letting her brain run havoc, she re-entered the main bedroom, to find everybody, but Stabler gone.
"Right Swan, first things first. The new you." He said passing her a folder, a new driver's license and mobile phone. Emma Swan would become Victoria Lane, aged 26 married to Thomas Lane, 37.
"So we have been married for 3 years but we are infertile."
"Yep I have dodgy sperm and you have an inhospitable womb." Elliot interrupted.
"So when and where did we get married?" Emma asked.
"10th of May, and on a beach at sunrise in Miami."
"Wow okay." Emma said, shocked at such a corny wedding.
"What is my favourite food, colour, car, season, drink, sports, films and when is my birthday?" Elliot asked. Emma threw the folder down onto the bed and sat in the armchair.
"Most food but you have a soft spot for BBQ ribs, your favourite colour is blue like my eyes, your favourite car has to be something expensive, sporty but sophisticated, you love a cup of coffee, but you also like a glass or two of whiskey, you prefer soccer but you also watch basketball or boxing, you don't watch too much television but when you do, you love an original horror and your birthday is October 20th and you are 37." Emma finished, picking at her nails.
"Wow. You literally had the file for all of two minutes and you remembered all of that. Wait, I have a question that wasn't on the file. What do I do for work?"
"Well knowing the oh so original and unique ideas of this couple so far, you work for a very successful and expensive business, like accountancy. And you are high up, yet quite behind the scenes, which gives you the perfect cover if someone googles the company." Emma answered simply, leaving Elliot shocked, his mouth gaping wide open.
"Yeah actually. Jameson and Kaye ltd. I'm the manager of accounts." Emma smiled, proudly.
"So Vicki," Elliot began smirking at the new nickname.
"I have been wanting to ask you this question for a while now, and seeming we will be kissing and etc later, I may as well get everything out in the open. Why did you pick me, when Captain let you choose who interviewed Jackson?" Elliot asked, gathering up his clothes and heading towards the bathroom.
"I wanted to prove myself to you." Emma replied, standing up from the chair and walking over to the bed, gathering up her own belongings.
"Well you sure did that alright." Emma smiled and after heading into the other bathroom, pulled out her old phone. She wasn't supposed to bring it but she wanted to speak to her daughter. However before she could dial Casey's number, Elliot swung open the bathroom door and grabbed the phone from her hands.
"Don't." Elliot demanded, holding the phone away from her.
"I just wanted to…"
"Speak to your kid, yeah I get it. I really do."
"You have kids?" Emma asked surprised.
"Yeah five." He replied, walking back into the master bedroom.
"Wow. Married?" Elliot nodded.
"Kathy. Been together since high school."
"How does she feel about this?" Emma asked, nervously sitting down.
"Feel about what?"
"You being undercover. The dangers. Being away from her. With me." Elliot sat down next to Emma and grabbed her hand. It was a little awkward but Emma would have to get used to it.
"Kathy is used to it by now. At first she was panicking all the time. Wouldn't sleep until I got home. I had to remind her undercover is probably the same amount dangerous than every day on the job. It took a while but she cooled down. She still worries of course but not as much. And she once told me sometimes it was a nice break away from me. Apparently she can't cope with me around all the time."
"I don't see why." Emma joked. Elliot pushed her playfully and Emma fell off the edge of the bed.
Laughing Elliot helped her up and once Emma had regained her footing, shoved him hard, back onto the bed, but Elliot didn't let go and Emma fell with him.
"And the with you part. Kathy was terrible. Always asking me if i was sleeping with Liv. I told her no but she didn't believe me. She used to check my phone and laptop and ask questions all the time, constantly suspicious. Then one day she said Liv, who is godmother to my fifth kid, wasn't allowed to come by the house anymore and I snapped. We had a huge fight and it led to us getting divorced. I never told Liv about Kathy's warped ideas, but when she found out she transferred from SVU. We were so close, like family, so it hurt a lot. But she felt guilty, like she was the reason me and Kathy got divorced and I suppose she was, but it wasn't her fault. Me and Kathy got back together after that. She saw how much I missed Liv and told me to ask her to come back to SVU. They are now best friends. I told Kathy about you and she said she trusts me, and I didn't even tell her you were gay. Kathy learned the hard way how to trust me and I learned the hard way to make sure she felt loved enough to do so. What i'm trying to say Emma, is that you and your partner, whether that be Casey or someone else, will have fights over the job, there is no questioning that. But you both need to find a way to work through your problems, without learning the hard way like I did." Emma nodded and stood up.
"We better start getting ready Tom."
"Of course Vicki." He replied.
OUAT / SVU
"Mom!" Eve yelled, running over to her broken mother.
"What's wrong mom? Is everything okay? Is mama okay?" Eve asked in a hurry. For the age of 9, Eve was quite mature, especially when it came to her family.
"Everythings fine Evie bean." Emma said, trying her best to smile.
"Mom don't call me that, I'm not a little kid anymore." At this Emma did smile. It was a tiny twitch, but it was an improvement.
"Eve you are 9, that's still a little kid." Eve huffed and after saying goodbye to her friends, climbed into the passenger seat in the bug.
"Eve this is very important okay?" Emma asked, gaining the attention of the distracted little girl.
"Mom why is there loads of bags in the back?" Emma ignored Eve's question and cleared her throat, willing away tears.
"Well me and your mama had a argument and we have to go away for a little while."
"Like that time you worked a double shift instead of coming on holiday with us, so mama kicked you out and you had to stay at uncle Fin's for a weekend?" Eve asked. Emma shook her head.
"Me and your mama broke up Eve. We aren't together anymore."
"But you guys have to be together. You are my parents." Eve cried.
"We will always be your parents Eve. It's just me and mama can't be together anymore."
"Then why are we moving? We could get another house or mama could. What about your job and school and what about mama? We can't just move, like we used to. I have a life here." Eve sobbed, clinging to her mother, who was also crying.
"I have a life here too Eve. But everything got messed up and I need some time to sort myself out. I'm sorry Eve. You can call Mama anytime you like I promise, but right now we need to start moving." Emma opened up the small glovebox and pulled out a map.
"Close your eyes and point." Emma instructed Eve.
"Where did I land?" Eve asked, opening her eyes. Moving her little finger from the laminated sheet, Eve took a closer look at the map.
"Storybrooke." Eve read.
"Okay Storybrooke, here we come." Emma said, starting the car and pulling away from the curb.
"Mommy, is it mama's fault we are leaving?" Eve asked suddenly. YES! Emma's mind was screaming. Taking a quick glance at Eve, and her hopeful expression Emma shook her head. Emma didn't want her daughter to think it was her fault but she didn't want Eve to think badly of her wife either.
Eventually love overpowered her and Emma decided to take the blame.
"So it's your fault?" Emma nodded slightly.
"Mom?"
"Yes Eve?" Emma asked, keeping her eye on the road.
"I hate you." Eve shouted, turning away from Emma.
"I hate me too." Emma whispered, tears streaking down her cheeks.
OUAT / SVU
Emma ran into the luxurious apartment, that had been her home for the past two weeks, alongside Elliot, and began to pack their bags. What they had anticipated to be a weekend long undercover scheme turned into two weeks of hell. Katie and Lucas George were not easy targets, but the pair of detectives secured enough evidence for an arrest, although not a smooth one and they finally got to go home. Elliot finished packing before Emma, so he did a quick walkthrough of the apartment, checking they had everything before grabbing his and Emma's bags and hauled them down to his car.
Over the two weeks, Alex Cabot, who seemed to have a very expensive taste, had done some more clothes shopping for them and was dropped off through their 'housekeeper' Olivia, which meant both Emma and Elliot had three more bags than they had started with.
"Ready?" Elliot asked, starting the car up.
"Yes!" Emma shouted, which made Elliot chuckle.
"I can't believe I get to see my daughter again." Emma said eagerly, absentmindedly rubbing her upper right arm, just below her shoulder.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes. Thrilled actually. Why do you ask?"
"You're rubbing it again." Elliot observed, gesturing towards Emma's arm.
"Oh." Emma said, pulling her hand back into her lap.
"Nobody told Casey or Eve about it." Elliot informed. Emma nodded.
"But you should." Emma nodded yet again. When they had communicated through Olivia, after they had to abandon their wires, that they had enough evidence, Alex Cabot secured a warrant for their arrest and Emma and Elliot, after meeting with the couple, exposed themselves as cops and tried to arrest them. However they managed to start running, until Elliot caught Katie, and Lucas pulled out a gun. Somehow the gun was fired and Emma was the one who got shot.
After being stitched up in the back of an ambulance, Emma and Elliot returned to their meeting place, to wait for a kidnapped child to be dropped off and to arrest the man doing the drop.
"We're here." Elliot announced, snapping Emma from her thoughts. Emma leaned forward and kissed Elliot on his cheek, then jumped out of the car, grabbing her bags on the way. After knocking on the door a few times, Emma stood not so patiently, before Casey opened her front door.
"Emma!" Casey shouted, running into her girlfriend's arms. Emma hugged her tightly, before pulling back long enough to give her a quick kiss.