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The first thing Regina did in the morning was to walk into Granny's diner and there she bought breakfast for herself and her sister. Then she made her way over to the sheriff station.

Cautiously she entered. The first thing she saw was her sister lying on a cot in the corner of a cell. She appeared to be sleeping. Then she became aware of Emma sitting at her desk looking at Regina expectantly.

"Good morning" Regina said and smiled at Emma.

"morning" Emma said and stood up.

"I brought breakfast for my sister and myself. Is that okay?" Regina asked and Emma nodded.

"I guess there is no need for me to check the bag. I guess, there would be more effective ways for a witch to free another witch than a hidden nail fail." Emma laughed.

"How is she?" Regina asked with a glance at Zelena's sleeping form.

"She was very quiet. I mean she answered all our questions but nothing more. I think she missed you." Emma answered.

"Could you maybe leave us alone for a couple of minutes?" Regina asked. Emma looked uncomfortable.

"Don't worry I won't try to free her. This is not the way." Regina continued. Emma sighed.

"Alright you know I desperately need a coffee. I will go to Granny's and you can stay here. But I won't let you inside the cell, okay?" Regina smiled at the blonde thankfully. Then Emma left.

Carefully Regina moved over to the bars of the cell. "Hey, Zelena, wake up!" Zelena stirred. "Come on, Zelena, it's me Regina."

Abruptly, Zelena opened her eyes at sat up. As soon as she saw her sister she beamed at her. "Good morning, dear."

"Good morning. I brought breakfast, I hope you are hungry."

"Very" Zelena answered and sat down on the floor across from her sister. Actually both felt that this situation should be more than awkward but reality was quite different. They actually had quite a nice time talking and eating. Zelena told her sister about her first night in prison purposely leaving out how lonely she had felt and Regina told her sister about her time alone in the mansion leaving out how she had cried herself to sleep.

Half an hour later Emma returned. She sat down behind her desk and started to work on her paper work. Regina and Zelena were still talking and from time to time laughing wholeheartedly. To Emma it was a mystery how two women that were individually as dangerous as one could possibly imagine could be that friendly and kind when they were together.

Her train of thoughts was interrupted when her phone rang. Zelena and Regina looked up at her questionably. Emma only shrugged and picked up the phone. It was probably one of the shortest calls in history of mankind and before the two witches could ask what had happened Emma had grabbed her gun and her red leather jacket and ran out of the station.

"What was that?" Zelena asked surprised. Regina only shrugged.

"I don't know. But it seemed quite serious. Good thing is we have witness that whatever happened it wasn't us." Regina said and bit into a red apple. She offered one to her sister too who only shook her head.

"No, thanks, I don't really like apples."

Regina stopped chewing. Her left cheek was puffed out and she looked at her sister in fake shock.

"What?! How can you not like apples." Now it was Zelena's time to shrug.

"I don't know, I just prefer bananas."

"And you are sure that you are my sister? How can one not like apples?!" Regina asked with a broad grin. So the next half an hour was spent in a heated discussion about various types of fruits. Quickly, Emma and the worrying call had been forgotten.

It was an hour later when a frazzled looking Emma returned to the station. Before she could answer the curious questions of the two witches waiting for her she had to catch her breath first.

"I don't have much time to explain. We have to find a murderer. One of the dwarfs was killed outside town near the border…his heart was ripped out and crushed to dust." Emma explained with an unusual seriousness.

"His heart was ripped out? But who else apart from us is capable of doing something like that?" Regina asked and hissed quietly as Zelena stepped on her foot to silence her.

"Sorry" Zelena mumbled and glared at Regina. Then Regina understood. There was only one other person with magic abilities that could possibly be willing to commit such a crime. Rumplestiltskin. The only problem was that obviously the two of them were the only people in this town knowing of Rumple's return from the dead. He had remained hidden from the public the last couple of days probably to gain back his strength and mental health.

"I see" Regina said. "And what's going to be your next move, to find the person who did this, I mean?"

"Well, we don't have a clue who could be responsible for that because you've been here and Gold is gone. So that leaves us just one option: normal police work." Emma said and grabbed her stuff once more and was just about to leave the office when she turned around once more.

"You don't happen to know something, do you?"

Regina and Zelena looked at each other. Zelena looked at Regina warningly.

"No we don't, but if we hear something concerning the murder we are going to tell you." Unseen by Emma Zelena crossed her fingers behind her back.

"Okay, I count on you. We are fighting on the same side now after all." With these words Emma left the office. Regina exhaled slowly.

"So what now? Why didn't we tell Emma about Rumplestiltskin?" Regina asked.

"Regina, we don't know what is going on here. Why should Rumple kill this dwarf, that doesn't make any sense. No, my gut feeling tells me that there's more behind all of that, Regina." Zelena answered.

"Well, when I've learned one thing in the last couple of weeks it's to trust one's gut feeling" Regina answered and remembered Emma telling her about her gut feeling concerning Henry's (or Pan in Henry's body's) strange behavior.

"You know what, I think I'll go and visit Gold anyway. Maybe he knows something." Regina answered and hugged her sister good bye as well as possible through the bars of the cell.