Emma ignored Killian for the rest of the day. She did work at her desk and left Killian to roam the halls unsure of what to do. During lunch, Emma went out to sit in her yellow car to make sure she didn't bump into him. As soon as she stepped in she dialed Marry Margaret. She picked up on the second ring.

"Emma! How'd it go with Mr. Hottie?"

Emma groaned remembering. "Terrible! He deleted the evidence! And do you know what that means? For the first time since I entered this company, I am going to have an unsolved case! He ruined my reputation."

Mary Margaret was confused. "So he purposely deleted the files?"

Emma sighed. "Well...no. He said it was an accident, but he's probably lying. He wants to sabotage me."

"Come on, Emma. He's new. He doesn't know how everything works. Why would he do something that sabotages him as well."

For a moment Emma was quiet then replied, "That's what he said."

"You see? He was just trying to help. What's done is done. You can't just ignore because you're mad. Your boss will see that as worse than one unsolved case."

Emma was taken aback. "How do you know I'm ignoring him?"

Mary Margaret laughed. "Because I know you, Emma and I knew that's what you would do."

"Now get back in that office and let it go. Move on to another case."

"You're right. Why are you always right?"

"Your best friend knows best." And both laughed.

After the phone call Emma felt much better. When she sat back at her desk she noticed as Mr. Jones walked in with Killian right behind him.

"Hey...umm father? I have to tell you something." He called out.

Mr. Jones turned around with a huge grin on his face.

"Killian! How was your first case with Emma?"

Emma watched as Killian scratched nervously behind his ear.

"Umm actually it was-"

Emma interrupted. "Mr. Jones! The case went well except we ran into some trouble and the evidence we had was uhh...misplaced so sadly we couldn't solve the case." Emma said trying her best to keep calm.

For a moment she thought she saw disappointment on Mr. Jones face, but he smiled.

"Well we can't solve all of them can we? I just hope Killian was the cause for the misplaced evidence."

Emma smiled falsely, "Not at all."

Killian waited until his father left to say, "You didn't have to do that. I was going to tell him the truth."

Emma shrugged. She walked towards back her desk and Killian followed.

"I knew you didn't want to disappoint your father and you weren't sure how to work the machine so I can't blame you forever."

"Well then, thank you."

Emma nodded then turned around to continue with her paperwork. Realizing that he was not needed, Killian left the room.

At the end of the day came the moment Emma dreaded since that morning. All the employees had to fill out logs of the cases they've worked on. With a feeling of defeat she opened up her daily log, typed a description of the case and slowly moved her mouse over to the button that read "Unsolved." She sighed.

The next morning Emma drove into Jones & Co parking lot at 7:00am. She had arrived specifically much later than her usual time so she didn't have to spend that much time alone with Killian.

She didn't expect Killian until later but there he was sipping on a coffee cup and leaning against a lamppost. Emma started to gather her belongings, but before she could get out of the car Killian opened the door to the passenger side and slipped in. Emma didn't look at him. Instead she reached for her folder and started handing him a paper.

"Today's case is-" Emma started, but Killian interrupted.

"Wait. I know how we can solve yesterday's case."

Emma turned to face him. " Don't try to be funny this isn't a time for jokes."

"No I'm serious. I have worked on it all night. Turns out our thief has a pattern with his robberies."

Emma raised an eyebrow questioning if Killian had actually done research yet she was curious.

From the inside pocket of his jacket, Killian pulled out a map. On it were two red marks.

"These two places are where he has stole from. Both places are are small businesses and both sell electronics." He pointed across the map.

Emma shook her head. She wasn't seeing any valuable information.

"So his pattern is stealing from small electronic businesses. Okay, but that's not helpful. What are we supposed to do? Go to every electronic store in the city?"

Killian chuckled as if he expected her to say this. Then reached for his back pocket and took out yet another piece of paper. He handed it to Emma.

"See for yourself."

Emma took the paper and scanned it quickly. On it were the name of three stores. There were only three small electronic stores? She was impressed. Killian had actually found valuable information.

"So what do you say, detective Swan? Shall we start our stakeout at the store."

And just like that he decided to push her buttons which Emma hated.

"I told you not to call me detective. Also wait a second. I thought you didn't know what a stakeout was?"

Killian showed off his smug face with a smirk. "Of course I know what a stakeout is; I was just messing with you that day."

Emma rolled her eyes. She seemed to be doing that a lot more often with Killian around. But for the moment she didn't care. She was so relieved that there would be a way for the case to be solved. She put on her seatbelt and drove towards the store.

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Killian sighed loudly and placed his hands on his face. Stakeouts looked like fun on television, but they were not fun in person. He felt as if time were frozen even though an hour had passed. The problem was nothing was happening. He glanced at Emma who was staring at the door. How could she look so awake? Is this what she really did all the time? How could she? In just this hour that had passed Killian was ready to rip his hair out of boredom. Not that he would do that to his hair.

"I'm bored." Killian exclaimed.

Emma did not take her eyes away from the store's door and shrugged. "Part of the job."

Killian had an idea. "Let's ask each other questions."

Emma scowled. "Why?"

"There's one question." Killian offered a smile. Emma didn't react, but he didn't let her indifference affect him.

"Well, if we're going to be working together then I think it's best we not be strangers. Asking questions will let us know things about each other. And who knows? Perhaps we have things in common."

Emma laughing mockingly. "You and me having things in common? I doubt that."

Killian smiled. He liked a challenge. "We shall see. I'll go first. What's your favorite color?"

"Red" Emma answered quickly.

"Your jacket gave that one away." Killian noted. He had never seen anyone else in the city wear such jacket.

"What's your favorite color?"

"That doesn't count as your turn. You have to think of a unique question. But in case you still want to know... I prefer ocean blue."

"That totally counts as a question, but fine ummmm...i don't know...whats your favorite food?" Emma asked.

"Okay don't laugh" Killian hesitated."Grilled cheese."

Emma laughed.

Killian laughed with her. "Hey! I said don't laugh."

"No, I'm laughing because I love grilled cheese too. I thought I was the only adult who loved it."

Killian suddenly started thinking about getting a grilled cheese, but then he remembered they were working. "My turn. Favorite song?"

"Only you"

"By Yaz?"

Emma nodded.

"Cool! I love all 80's music."

For the next half an hour Killian and Emma bounced questions back and forth and Emma never took her eyes off the store's door. She had to admit the question asking was getting kind of fun. It helped pass time a lot faster.

"Why do you have an accent?" Emma had finally decided to ask the question she had been wondering the whole time.

"Ah. So you've taken an interest in my manner of speaking. Based on your look I am going to assume you expect me to say it's fake."

Emma was shocked he had figured that out because that is exactly what she was thinking.

"It's not fake. As a young lad I went to boarding school overseas and with everybody around me talking like this well the accent just stuck and I've had it ever since. I'm the only one in my family with an accent so they tend to make fun of me. Out of love. At least that what my sister tells me." Killian chuckled.

"Sounds like a lovely family." Emma smiled while trying to think of what her next question would be.

"What about your family? Tell me about your family."

Emma pressed her lips together. "I don't have family."

"Everyone has family. What about your parents?" Killian asked curiously.

"They died when I was five."

Killian looked down and fiddled with his hands. "I'm sorry." He paused. "Well it seems we have more in common than we thought."

Emma looked away from the store door at last and she looked at Killian. "What do you mean?"

Killian glanced up at her then back at his hands. "My biological parents died too. I was three and I don't really remember too much about them, but I know they were great people."

"You were adopted?"

"Yeah. A little after my parents died."

"Well then you're lucky to have such a great father like Mr. Jones."

Killian just nodded in response and before he could continue talking Emma said, "I think that's enough questions. Let's just focus on work now."

"Wait. I have one more question."

Before Emma could refuse he had started talking.

"Ever since the first day we met I get the feeling you never wanted me as a partner and that I'm just a burden to you. You never seem happy...is that my fault? Do you just...i don't know hate me?"

Emma almost spit out the coffee she was drinking. She did not expect him to ask that.

"I dont hate you..." She started. And paused to think how to word everything. "Ever since we've met my whole life has turned around. Everything has changed. I used to work alone, I didn't lose my evidence, cases were solved...just everything is different now. It's not you that I hate. It's just the change."

"Change doesn't have to be so bad." Killian replied.

"Change is the worse."

Emma looked up just in time to see the man from the security tapes. "Killian, we got him."

Killian looked up and recognized the man. "That's him...uhh what's next."

"We wait outside to catch us a thief." Emma ran up to the side door of the store and Killian did the same.

Minutes later the thief was handcuffed and sitting in the backseat of the car as they drove to the precinct.

Killian looked back to smile at the criminal. "Look at that. We caught our first delinquent together and solved the case. I don't know about you Swan, but I think we make quite the team."

"I guess we do." Emma smiled and thought to herself. He had no idea there would be harder cases did he?

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