A/U : I don't own OUAT, Disney, Oz or anything else. I apologize about the long wait, finally got computer back but im using some free version of word so i am sorry about any grammar errors I tried to fix them. But here it is, I hope you enjoy, I really am trying to stick to Emma's character I hope I am doing a decent job. Thank you all for the kind story alerts and favorites and reviews! Please keep leaving them! And i'm excited the writers said they might bring Baelfire in season two..so can't wait for September! Now about that apple...
Baelfire brought the juicy red apple towards his lips as he opened his mouth...
Emma heard someone calling her name from the main part of the building. She was in the back file room trying to go through some of Graham's old files, hadn't anyone here heard of a computer database? She though to herself as she put the big box of files down. She made her way out the back room and up to her office when she noticed him. Baelfire was sitting on the side a desk looking quite bored. She watched him for a moment thinking in florescent white light he kind of looked like an old movie star, very classy in his black leather jacket, his tasseled brown hair falling perfectly in between his eyes, almost James Dean like. Emma shook the thought off as she saw something red and shiny in his hand. The bad memories of Henry with the apple turnover played back in her mind. She was thankful her office door was open. "HEY, ACE" she called out to him as he turned his head Emma picked the letter opener up. She took a quick breath and swiftly brought the object up and let it go towards him.
Baelfire turned his head releasing his grip on the apple. The letter opener made a small swoosh noise as it cut straight threw the apple. A clink could be heard as the tiny tool hit the wall. The apple laid on the floor. He tried to comprehend what just happened as Emma walked over to him and began to pick up the pieces of the apple and dumped them in the trash can.
"Allergic to apples?" Baelfire said very calmly glancing Emma's way wishing to understand the danger the apple carried. She looked as if she just saw a ghost, all the color had flushed out her rosy cheeks and he wanted to touch her face and bring that rose back, but he left his hands at his side.
"I don't know how long you plan on sticking around but first rule is don't eat the apples" Emma said to him with all seriousness, so relieved she didn't have to go to the hospital again.
"Noted." He jumped off the desk, very spry for an old soul, making his way over to the wall he pulled the letter opener out. "My car is still in the shop and I haven't found the dagger to kill my father yet, so I'll be sticking around." Baelfire said walking back over to Emma he handed her the letter opener.
Emma arched her eyebrow at him; taking the object she placed it on the desk next to the vase of wild flowers and Regina's red roses. "You just confessed you are trying to kill your father in front of the sheriff... I should arrest you on suspect of murder" She picked up Henry's book and placed it in her desk locking the book safety away.
Baelfire shrugged and stuck his arms out, being locked up here with her didn't seem like prison to him.. "I'm not afraid of being locked up" with you hethought. He had been locked up several times in his years walking the world, but this old dirty sheriff's office seemed like heaven at the moment. He thought he should be locked up, she was right. If he had the dagger? If he slayed his father? Would it all just disappear? Could his father's soul finally be free?
Emma squinted her eyes and glared at him wondering what kind of game he was playing? "I don't get you, and that really bugs me. I used to be good at reading people, call it a superpower if you will. You seemed all nice and innocent one minute but you sound like a murderer"
"I am a honest good person, I have lived all my years alone trying to strive for that. But, I have to get that dark thing out of him Emma, with or without magic" and then those dark ancient eyes were staring at her again asking for help.
"So, where do we find this dagger?" Emma said grabbing her jacket, they left the office. She was not sure about letting Baelfire try to kill Mr. Gold but she was very curious about this dagger and if it did hold the power he said it did.
"Near the cabin in the woods" Baelfire smiled following the sheriff out the office.
The vase of flowers sat on the desk, waiting for their moment...