"You slept with your boss' son?!" Mary Margaret said from the other side of the phone call.

Emma made a face as she ran to her phone to take it off speakerphone. She was trying to get ready for work but she decided to call Mary Margaret before heading there. Clearly it was a bad idea.

"Could you not yell that so loudly," Emma snarked. "And I did not sleep with him. Well not in the way you're making it sound... I said we were talking out on the balcony and fell asleep…"

"That still counts. You woke up in his arms." Mary Margaret laughed.

"Only because he was comforting me since I was crying." Emma replied defensively.

"Fine. That was a pretty big step. You told him some pretty deep stuff"

"Yeah, I don't know. I just felt like I could tell him anything last night."

"Where is he now?"

"Oh he left a while ago. Said I would meet him there." Emma said stuffing in some folders in her messenger bag.

"What? No driving in together like a cute couple." Mary Maragret teased.

"We're not a couple. You're unbelievable." Emma shook her head and laughed at how ridiculous it sounded.

Minutes later Emma was driving into the parking lot and heading up to the office.

"Here. I brought you coffee." Killian said holding up a cup as soon as Emma walked through the door. Emma looked around at the bored faces of her coworkers as they started their tasks for the day. Only Killian's face was wide awake and smiling brightly.

Emma took the cup and smiled. "Thanks." For a moment she felt awkward. This guy knew her scars now and they had accidentally fallen asleep together. She panicked not knowing if he was going to bring up last night so she quickly said, "Let's get to work.''

Killian and Emma spent the next few hours reorganizing the paperwork they had been given for their new case. Soon their new criminal's crimes were piled up by date committed to the very latest place he had been seen.

Killian took the top folder. "This street isn't that far away. You thinking what I'm thinking?"

Emma nodded. "Stakeout"

They had found a perfectly good spot on the street. A place where they were somewhat hidden but could still see everything going on.

Killian talked about his ship and Emma teased him in how much he loved it, but after that it had mostly been a silent stakeout. As Emma stared at the people passing around and she thought about anyone encountering the man they were looking for. Would this man come to roam these streets again?

Killian noticed her worried look. "We're going to find him, love. He'll pay for his dirty work." He gave her a reassuring smile.

Emma smiled back then her eyes moved down to a notepad in his hand.

"What are you doing?"

"Drawing. I'll show it to you when I'm done."

"Have you been drawing this whole time."

Killian shook his head. "Not the whole time. Just every 5 minutes."

"Do you a draw a lot ever since you know...gave up?" Emma asked.

He shrugged. "Not really but I have recently. I've been feeling a bit inspired." He chuckled to himself. His new muse was the reason behind his recent drawings.

Emma didn't ask about his muse and instead watched him. She couldn't see what he was drawing. He had kept the notepad away from her view.

Emma watched as he carefully moved his pencil to create his drawing. Killian's eyes stayed on the paper and his eyebrows were scrunched up in concentration. There was a glow on his face much like when he was sailing. A glow of peace and dedication. He really did have a passion to do this she thought. It was also weird how she could confirm this by just looking at the expression on his face.

Emma shook that feeling off. She didn't want to feel too close to him. She quickly turned her attention back to the street, remembering they were on a stakeout and she also didn't want Killian to know she had been watching him.

However she didn't see him smile. He had noticed her staring at him but he decided not to ruin the moment so and did not point it out. Killian continued drawing until Emma tapped his arm.

"Hey. Look at that person in the house."

Killian followed her direction to a house a few feet away from them. It was large but every window had the blinds and curtains shut. Killian focused his attention on the front door where a pizza delivery man was standing in front of a man peeking out slightly behind the door.

"You don't open a door like that unless you're hiding something." Killian agreed on how suspicious it looked.

The man continued to keep his door as closed as possible until he grabbed the pizza box which made him open the door a little more. Killian quickly pulled out the photograph of their criminal.

"I can't tell for sure but that man has the same features. Pale skin, clean-shaven and bald." Killian said.

When they looked up the door was closed once again.

"Should we just go in there and arrest him?" He asked.

"No. We're not sure that's him. We could be wrong and even if we're correct we should do this the right way." Emma responded.

"You're right. We probably need a warrant. If we want this guy to stay in jail we got to do this orderly."

Emma sighed. "Yes but waiting for a warrant takes forever. We need some sort of witness, like a spy and obviously you and I can't do it. So who could we ask to go over there, knock on the door and find out if it's our guy."

Killian's face lit up. "I know a person who might be able to help us. She's a pretty good actress."

They began wiring up Regina with a microphone so they could hear everything when she was there.

"Okay so what am I supposed to say again?" Regina asked. She didn't usually work as a spy so she was slightly worried.

"Just make up a job. Something that would get you inside. Like a home decorator or something." Emma said while checking again to make sure the tiny microphone wouldn't fall off.

"Right. I got it." Regina nodded.

"Come on little sister. Let's do this." Killain squeezed her arm gently and smiled at Regina.

"Hello there! May I interest you in the remodeling of your interior home?"

Emma and Killian snickered in the car. Their ears were near the speaker they had connected with the tiny microphone Regina carried. Killian was right. She was a good actress.

"Um I don't need a remodeling." A raspy voice said.

"Nonsense. A nice looking man such as yourself deserves nothing but the best."

"No, thank you."

"Don't you worry sir. It won't take that much time and not to mention the inspection is free!"

"Did you say free?"

"Yes. Free. Now let's take a look."

There was a pause and Emma and Killian heard a third voice, but they couldn't make out what it said.

"Sorry I gotta go," The raspy voice said. A sound of a shut door was heard. Regina ran back to them.

"Okay so that definitely was the guy in that picture and he has an accomplice because someone called for him before he closed the door."

"That's great. More information. All we have to do do now is wait for that warrant." Regina, Killian and Emma exchanged smiles and high fives. They had gotten one step closer to their answer in this tough case.

Back in the office, Killian lifted up the sketchpad. "I finished it."

Emma stared at the sketch. It looked very much like the view from her balcony and it was...perfect with such percise detail. Even his signature on the bottom left seemed carefully written.

"It's absolutely amazing, Killian." She said.

"Why thank you. It's always easy to draw things I find beautiful." He put the pad down on the desk. "I'll grab you some lunch." During lunch time Emma usually went down to the store to grab something to eat.

"Oh I can get it myself-" Emma started to get up.

"No no no." Killian made her sit back down. "I insist." Emma shrugged and he left without even asking for her order. He already knew.

Emma organized paperwork from other cases while he was gone, but after he was gone for 20 minutes she wondered what was taking him so long. Then she saw his pad. His drawing of the city was pretty awesome and he probably had other drawings in that sketchpad. She looked back and made sure that he wasn't coming. She picked it up and started flipping through the pages. She saw one of the office. Then there was one of her car. The next one was of his ship on the water. All breath taking. The last one she didn't expect. It was the drawing that was most carefully drawn. A beautiful woman with every detail refined and perfectly shaded. Emma recognized the face. Of course she did. She saw it every day. The right hand side in Killian's curvy letters she read: Emma.

Killian had drawn a picture of her and it was stunning. She was astounded but closed the book quickly and turned back to her computer screen. She shouldn't have looked. It wasn't her business.

A minute later….

"Emma. Emma. Emma." A breathless Killian ran with lunch bags and a folder.

"I just bumped into Ryan outside." He held out the folder. "His case." He paused to breathe. "His case involves a girl that went missing and the last place she was seen is at the neighborhood we were at yesterday. I'm not 100 percent certain but I think the two may be connected."

Emma took the folder and flipped through the pages. She took the lunch from his hands, placed them aside.

"Well, let's figure this out." She motioned for him to sit and help and decided to ignore that Killian had a drawing of her in his book. After all there was a case in need of solving.

Hope you enjoyed! 2-3 chapters left. Stay tuned :)