Emma arrived at the parking lot very early. She carried the box of folders upstairs into the empty office. Or at least she expected the office to be empty. Sitting at her desk was Killian. He had headphones on and was tapping a pen against the desk. Emma placed the box down and stood beside him with her arms crossed until he finally looked up.

"Emma! You're here early." He took off the headphones and paused the music.

"You're early too...why?"

He shrugged. "Couldn't sleep. Thought I'd check if we got the warrant yet."

Emma didn't tell him that she could not sleep either instead she asked if they had received it. He shook his head. Emma sighed. 3 days had passed since they found out where their culprit may be hiding and they have gotten nothing. Meanwhile they had been able to solve 2 other small cases.

"So other than checking on that you've just been sitting here listening to music?"

"No. I'll have you know I did in fact do something productive." He gestured his hand to show her the corner of her desk. "I have reorganized your pens by color. Blue red and black all in different containers."

"You've worked so hard." She laughed and sat in the chair beside him.

Killian took out his sketch pad and pulled out a loose paper. It was another drawing of the view from her balcony but this one was colored. He handed it to her.

"I made a better copy for you."

Emma took it and smiled. "Thanks." She opened her drawer. For a second Killian thought she was just going to put it away. Instead she took out tape, carefully placed it on the paper and stuck the drawing on top of her desk.

Killian looked at his drawing now stuck to the corner of her desk. It warned his heart that she had liked it enough to exhibit it on her tabletop.

"I should make more to cover your whole desk." He suggested smiling.

Emma chuckled. "Why not make more to cover every single desk in this office?"

Killian raised an eyebrow. "Is that a challenge?"

"Maybe..."

Soon Killian and Emma started planning on pranking Ryan by covering his desk completely in random drawings. They had barely noticed their colleagues start to come in. Emma and Killian couldn't stop laughing at their perfect plan which they would execute at night but those plans were sabotaged when Mr. Jones' secretary walked over to them.

"Guess what finally came in." She held up a paper.

Emma took the warrant from her and turned to Killian. They nodded at each other simultaneously. It was time.

Emma thought she heard shuffling. After 2 or 3 knocks Emma kicked opened the door.

Everything was quiet and it seemed no one was in the house after all.

"He must have left already." Emma hit the door in frustration.

Emma's eyes darted across the room. It looked like you would expect any normal house if you ignored the messiness.

"There has to be a clue of where he went or if his accomplice has stayed here or gone with him." With that sentence Emma started looking up and down for anything that might be of use. She searched on tables, old receipts and mail. Killian did the same. Desperately they looked for anything that might give away another location.

"What the-?" The voice came from the front of the house.

Emma quickly looked up. Large body, pale skin and bald. That was him.

"Don't take another step. Hands up. You're under arrest." She pointed her gun.

The man didn't say a word. He slowly raised his hands. Emma lowered her gun to reach for her handcuffs. Then in a swift movement he had picked up a chair and swung it at her. Killian tried to move her out the way but he had not been fast enough and Emma fell to the ground.

"Emma!" Killian quickly tried to help her sit up.

After seeing she was awake he gently leaned her against a sofa and then chased after the man. The criminal kept throwing things in Killian's direction but he was able to dodge them. The man ran to the next room and quickly reached behind a picture frame to expose a hidden compartment. He pulled out a gun and pointed it at Killian.

Killian patted his side and felt nothing. His gun had fallen.

Emma touched her head. She winced in pain. Her left side was bleeding immensely. It hurt like hell, but at least she was conscious. She made an effort to reach out and find her gun and stumbled to the other room. Before she had even reached the door she heard 3 shots fired. Emma rushed to the room...just in time to see Killian as he hit the floor hard.

"Killian!" She yelled as Killian's eyes shut. Emma aimed her gun at the man who was climbing out the window and fired, but the bullet only hit his leg and he was able to jump out and escape. Emma kept firing even after he was gone. She kneeled down to where Killian was laying.

"Killian! Killian! Can you hear me?" She shook in fear. Don't be dead. Don't be dead. She repeated. She began to take his coat and sweater and ripped opened his shirt to take a look at the damage. There wasn't any blood.

Killian groaned. The bulletproof vest may have saved him from bleeding but it most certainly did not stop the pain. He felt as if he had been beaten up with a bat.

"This...hurts...a...lot" He managed to say.

"You're okay. You're alive." Suddenly Emma reached down to grab his face and kissed him. Killian's eyes widen and for a moment he had forgotten his pain as he felt Emma's lips on his. Slowly he kissed her back feeling the softness of her lips.

Emma immediately pulled away. "I-I'm sorry." Why had she done that?

"D-Don't be."

Emma got up as if nothing happened and checked out the window. Meanwhile Killian pressed his fingers on his lips still not believing what had just occurred.

"He escaped...and we're probably never going to find him." Emma slammed her hands on the table.

Killian struggled to get up.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Emma placed an arm around him helping him lift himself up from the ground.

"Oh I'm feeling better. They're just bruises." He said nonchalantly hiding the agonizing ache he felt on his torso.

Constant knocks were heard in a distance. "Did you hear that?" Killian asked. Emma nodded and both slowly walked towards the sound. Emma gripped her gun just in case. It was coming from a small door behind the staircase. When Killian turned the knob he felt it was locked. He made way so Emma could do her thing of kicking down the door.

A girl with short brown hair was tied up in a chair against a wall. He eyes widened in fear as she soon as caught a glimpse of Emma's gun.

"Emma, it's the girl from Ryan's case. The cases were connected after all."

Emma lowered her gun. "Hey, it's okay. We're going to get you out safely."

Killian began to untie her arms and removed the bandana around her mouth while Emma was able to untie her legs. As soon as she was free she fell into their arms sobbing. "Thank you. Thank you for saving me."

Emma hugged the child back. "It's alright, kid. We're gonna take you home."She didn't even want to begin imagining the things this girl went through.

Killian helped wipe a few of the girl's tears. "You won't be hurt any longer." He reassured her.

"Maybe you can help us. That man that had kidnapped you... he escaped. Do you have any idea where he may be?" Emma asked gently.

The girl nodded. "He could be with his twin brother. He would com over here a lot. Sometimes I heard him talking and I think I remember him saying he lived on Main street."

Killian was shocked. "Twins. It's no wonder they got away with so much. All this time everyone thought it was just one man."

Without another second thought they hopped in the car with the girl.

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Emma walked into the empty office and set her bag down. It was the day after they had been able to catch those twin criminals and she was exhausted. After the arrest Emma and Killian had been asked for interviews on the capture of twins that were behind many crimes including the crime of kidnapping a girl named Paige. Her family would not stop thanking Emma and Killian. After a day of so much attention Emma was really just going to enjoy her day at the office.

Killian walked in not long after holding up a newspaper. "Looks like we've made the front cover." On the front page was a picture of Emma and Killian with the girl in between them and the headline: Criminal investigators save kidnapped girl from twins with a bad rep.

Emma rolled her eyes. "I hope this doesn't mean more interviews."

Killian laughed and leaned against the desk. "Funny thing I also noticed. The bottom here says: Killian Jones, son of the founder of Jones & Co. sounds his free time drawing. Turn to page 2 for the rest of the story." Killian turned to page 2 and handed Emma the newspaper.

Emma smiled. Mary Margaret how outdone herself with the way she had laid out all his drawings that Regina had provided.

"Hmm I wonder how that happened." Emma smirked and handed him back the newspaper.

"Thank you. It means a lot that you would do this"

"People deserve to see your art, Killian."

He smiled back at her. Killian had thought it was all over. His had dreamed so hard of becoming an artist. He had dreamed of being featured on a newspaper. He just never thought it was going to happen. In fact he was getting used to the idea of running the company. He liked the idea of spending time with the woman who had made his heart flutter with a small kiss. A woman who he could not stop admiring and thinking about. The woman sitting here before him had completely changed his life with one simple gift.

For an instance they both stared at each other almost as if questioning, What was happening here between them?