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Chapter 6 – The note

She was waiting outside Whale's office, waiting to be scolded for her involvement in the fight. She was sitting on the floor in the hallway, her back leaning against the wall, and her eyes fixed on Killian's office door, that was right across from Whale's. She dreaded that his door would open and she would have to face his sparkling blue eyes again, the same eyes that she was trying so hard to forget. But the door didn't open and she was called to get into Whale's office.

She was sitting in his office, surveying her surroundings while he poured himself a glass of scotch. She noticed once more how different it was from Killian's office. Darker, stuffier, the content of his shelves and bookcase were unorganized to say the least, a complete mess to be exact, but for some reason his desk was completely cleared, there were no papers, no books, no folders, no binders, just a closed laptop and a phone at the edge of it.

And suddenly it dawned on her, what could possibly be the reason that he kept his desk clear, her eyes widened in horror at the thought about all the dirty things he must have been doing on that desk.

"Miss Emma Swan" His voice interrupted her thoughts and she turned her gaze from the desk back to him, watching him take a sit, a glass of scotch in hand. "So what are we going to do about you?" He asked as he shook his head to scold her.

His tone of voice was playful and a grin crept onto his face, which let her know he wasn't taking the matter very seriously "You know, there are other ways to make me break a sweat" He said and she stifled a gasp, watching his intense gaze skimming over her body, making her feel as if he was undressing her with his eyes. An awkward silence filled the room for a moment before he continued "You be good, uh?" He ordered her as he took a sip from his scotch.

"So I can go?" She asked in wonder.

"Yes, you can go, I don't have time for this, but remember, if you feel like being naughty again, come find me first" He lowered his voice as if he was telling a secret "Inside these four walls you can be as naughty as you want" He gestured with his hand to the walls around him, a smug smile lifting his lips which made her want to roll her eyes, but she preferred to jump at the opportunity instead and she disappeared from his office in a flash.

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"Miss Blanchard?" Killian got up from his chair as she nodded in reply from her standing-place in the doorway of his office "Come in" He welcomed her into his office as he closed the door behind them "I see you got my message" He smiled warmly.

"Yeah" She said with her soft voice "Officer Blue told me you wanted to see me?" She raised her brows in wonder.

"Yes" He replied anxiously "Thank you so much for coming, I know it's your last day here and you probably have enough on your hands – "

"Don't worry about it" She waved a dismissing hand as they both took a seat on opposite sides of the desk "I'm just glad to get out and finally see my David" She replied emotionally, her eyes becoming moist at the thought.

He smiled warmly "Must have been tough not seeing him all these months" He said sympathetically.

"Yeah" She nodded in agreement "Well, coma patients don't get to visit their girlfriends in prison" Her face creased with distress "But the worst part has been not knowing if he's okay, not being able to be there by his bed" She said sadly as tears pricked at the corner of her eyes "But enough about me" She forced a chuckle as she sniffled and wiped away the tears with her hand.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you" He said as he placed a box of tissues on the desk and slid it towards her.

"Thanks" She said as she took out a tissue and gently wiped her nose "Believe me you have nothing to do with it" She gave him a genuine smile "So? Tell me, how can I help?" She encouraged him to talk.

"Well" He hesitated for a brief moment "I wanted to talk to you about Emma"

"Uh-hm" She nodded and looked at him intently, waiting for him to continue.

"How is she holding up?" He asked, a hint of concern tone in his voice "I heard she got into a fight?"

"Yeah" She replied in disappointment as her shoulders dropped a fraction "She's going through something, I don't know what exactly" She shook her head as she went on "But it started about two weeks ago"

He averted his gaze and nervously rubbed the back of his neck, he knew it was his fault, he knew that it had been exactly two weeks since he last seen her, he felt guilty and frustrated that he hadn't been there for her, he really wanted to reach out to her, but he wasn't exactly sure how.

"So she told you nothing?" He asked on a sigh.

"I know she was determined to switch officers, I wasn't sure why, but I assumed it was because she has feelings for you" She said plainly, but she regretted her words almost immediately when she noticed (the barely noticeable) flicker of surprise that crossed his face "Oh dear god, I shouldn't have said anything" Her eyes widened in distress as she covered her mouth with her hand, as if she could have taken the words back and prevent them from going out again.

"It's okay, don't worry about it" He calmed "I won't say a word, I promise" He said as he placed a hand over his heart "Now" He pulled out a large yellow notepad and a pen from the top desk drawer "Would you do me a favor?"

"Sure" She replied without hesitation "Anything for Emma, I care about her" She kept rambling on while he scribbled down some words on the notepad "She has about six more months to spend in this hell hole, no offense" She apologized when she remembered it was his work place after all. He dismissed the apology with a slight shake of the head and a wave of the pen-holding hand without raising his head as his eyes were concentrated on the notepad "I'm really worried about her, and obviously you do too" She smiled in embarrassment when she realized she was talking too much.

He tore the top sheet out of the notepad and folded the paper into two "Here" He handed it to her "Can you please give this to Emma?"

"Yes. Of course" She replied as she took the paper.

"Thank you" He exhaled on a sigh and smiled "I hope this will work"

"I do to" She said honestly as she got up to leave.

"I wish your David a speedy recovery" He got up as well and opened the door for her.

"Thank you" She replied emotionally as she was touched by the amount of compassion he held in his heart "From your lips to god's ears" She touched his upper arm and smiled warmly.

He looked up to the ceiling "Well, I sure hope he's listening" He said before he turned his gaze back to her and smiled kindly in return.

"I'll make sure this gets to Emma" She held up the folded piece of paper and nodded in assurance before she left.

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Mary Margaret was gathering the few things she had in her cell, a book, some photographs of her and David and a journal when Emma suddenly entered the cell "Hi" Emma said quietly.

"Emma" Mary Margaret rushed to hug her "I'm gonna miss you" She said as they pulled apart, her hands hanging onto Emma's arms "You be strong" Mary Margaret shook her a little, a warm smile lifting her lips "Don't be sad" She looked into Emma's sad eyes that were getting moist.

"I'm not sad" She said as a sad smile lifted her lips "I'm happy for you" She wiped away a single tear that fell down her cheek as Mary Margaret looked at her unconvinced "I am" She said in response "I really really am" She said honestly and her smile no longer had a hint of sadness in it "You finally get to see David" Her smile spread as she was excited for her friend.

"Yeah" Mary Margaret smiled in gratification at the thought. She opened her journal and scribbled down her address and phone number before she tore the piece of paper and handed it to Emma "Ask Whale to authorize my number so you can call me?"

"Yeah, I doubt it, helping out is not exactly his thing" Emma replied wryly.

"Then ask Blue, she will know what to do, okay?" She asked and Emma nodded in reply "Promise?"

"Yeah, I promise" Emma smiled and rolled her eyes at her friend, thinking that the PIN number she received when she first arrived might finally come in handy. She folded the piece of paper that Mary Margaret gave her and put it in her pocket.

"Oh" Mary Margaret said as the piece of paper reminded her of a different one "With all the excitement I almost forgot" She walked over to her nightstand and returned with the folded yellow piece of paper in hand "It's from Jones" Mary Margaret said as Emma's brows shot up in surprise.

"What does he want?" She asked and crossed her arms across her chest as her surprised expression turned into a frown.

"I don't know, I didn't read it" Mary Margaret tried to hand the paper to Emma, who in reply took a step back and looked at the piece of paper in fear, as if it would bite "Emma" She said softly "Come on, he's a really decent guy, you were lucky to get him as your officer" Mary Margaret said as Emma rolled her eyes "What? I wish he was my officer instead of the evil queen that I got" They both chuckled at that "And, he really cares about you" Mary Margaret said as she folded the paper into four and shoved it in Emma's hand "Take it" Emma held it reluctantly to keep her friend happy "Walk me to R&R?" Mary Margaret asked as she turned to leave the cell.

"Sure" Emma replied and crumpled the yellow paper into a ball before she tossed it in the bin and followed her friend so she could walk with her one last time down the prison halls.

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