Meeting Molly Hooper

"Why are we at the morgue again?"

Emma glanced down at Henry, who failed to add his usual optimism to his question. Instead, he opted to kick at the dirt. Graham's death had a big effect on Henry, who was convinced that Regina had killed him using magic. "We're here to show you that Graham died of pure natural causes, not magic."

"Go ahead and try." Henry muttered.

Undaunted, Emma strolled into the Storybrooke Morgue (she was still surprised that one existed) and showed her deputy badge to the girl behind the desk. "We're here to investigate the body of Sheriff Graham." her voice broke slightly, but she shook it off.

"Room 25." the girl told her. "He's on Molly Hooper's list."

Henry glanced up at the girl's name, but quickly looked to his shoes again.

"Right. Let's go." Emma grabbed Henry's hand and walked down the hall. She was slightly surprised to see a woman waiting outside of the room with a clipboard. She had her brunette hair in a ponytail, and glanced up skittishly as the mother and son approached. "I-I'm sorry." she called with a British accent. "You can't go in there right now."

Emma, in response, held up her deputy badge. "I'm Emma Swan, and this is Henry."

"Hi, Molly Hooper." Henry greeted, still staring at the floor. "You always counted, you know."

Molly seemed surprised at this response, but nodded to Emma. "I– I suppose you could go in, but there's something you should know first."

Emma didn't listen, instead flinging open the door and going into the room. She took two steps before going full-stop. "Adrian?"

The Consulting Detective in question glanced up from the Sheriff's corpse, completely unalarmed at what he was doing. "Hello, Miss Swan. Why are you here?"

"I might ask the same about you." Adrian watched her warily. "And you brought a ten-year-old boy, too."

"Was I right?" Henry asked. "Was it magic?"

"Oh, so that's why you brought him." Adrian nodded. "I can't find any 'magic', Henry. It looks as Miss Hooper said: Heart attack."

Emma turned around and gave Molly a glare. Molly, who was standing by the door, joined Henry in staring at the floor. "That's what I was going to tell you." she whispered. "Adrian came in a few minutes before you did."

"I'm investigating the death." Adrian shrugged.

"Who gave you permission to do that?" Emma inquired, hoping that his answer wasn't Regina.

"I did." Adrian informed her. He turned to Molly. "Thank you. Now that I'm done, I think I'll be going now."

Molly positively glowed at the words of gratitude. Emma turned to Henry. "You see, kid? Natural causes."

"Whatever." was the response she got.