I don't think that I've mentioned that I almost don't sleep at all. First, I never dream about anything, and when I do, I never remember it, second, I sleep only to get even more tired in the morning.

But I have a solution for everything, and I call it food plus Netflix, but if you don't have any of these, sad/calm songs work just right.

It was about 3 A.M. when I heard someone knocking on my door. I really wished that door had been reduced to ashes earlier. I opened up the door, because I knew who was the only person with courage enough to disturb me at this time of the dawn.

"Hey kiddo, nightmares?" differently from me, he had quite a heavy sleep.

"Not exactly, I was wondering what Emma said to you…"

"And you came to talk to me just now? You're a kid, you have to sleep early right?" am I being over protective? Maybe…

"Never mind, I just wanted to know" He looked a bit sad, apparently it was a bad time for jokes.

"I told her to stay here for a while, but she didn't answer me" it was the truth, she didn't make it clear if she was staying or not.

"Want a ride back?" he just nodded and got up on my back as I made our way to his room.

"There, safe and sound" he laughed at that and got into his room, closing the door behind him.

As I was going back to my room, my cellphone went off, it was a message from Graham, he was asking for me to go to the station as soon as possible, and to not let either my mother or Henry come with me. He was one of the few people that knew that I have lot of trouble for sleep.

So I just went back to my room and changed my clothes, grabbed all the stuff I needed, and grabbed 'my' car's keys. Am I a bit young to have a car, or drive at all? Yes, a little, stuff like this can happen when you're the daughter of the mayor of a small town and you friend is the sheriff, because you can get his car borrowed sometimes.

I went to the front of the house, were the white and brown cop car was parked, I let the breaks loose so I could turn it on away from the house, to not call anyone's attention, and made my way to the sheriff station.

Thankfully, the drive was like 5 minutes from my house, I really don't like cars, they are quite confined and big, weird to drive.

I parked the car at the station's parking lot and I realized that Emma's bug was there too, but apparently it had crashed somewhere. So that's why Graham sent me a message after all…

When I got in I found a really strange scenario in my front. Emma was behind bars and asleep, Graham was drinking coffee and Leroy was whistling something quite annoying, I really didn't know what the fuck was going on.

"What the actual fuck Graham?" I asked.

"Watch your mouth or I'll tell your mother…" he have always been the closest thing I have ever had as a father, but it wasn't that cool anymore when he became my boss.

"You know that I don't care. What's going on?" I snapped.

"Apparently Emma decided to play bowl with the 'Welcome to Storybrooke' entrance sign, she made a really good strike at it" good to see that she had a good aim with a car...

"Uh… What about leroy?" he usually popped up at the sheriff station very oftenly, usually too drunk to answer any questions.

"You don't have to worry about him" but, if Emma just made a big Olympic achievement and Leroy is just like same old, why the hell did he call me there?!

"Good, so uh.. Why did you call me here in the middle of the night?"

"I don't know what to do with Emma" of course, a grown up, schooled men, who studied to get this job and execute it with perfection, was asking me, a really 'I don't give a fuck about anything' person, about something I don't even understand. What the fuck Graham?

"What do you mean? It's not like she's the wonder woman, is it?" I was completely confused.

"Not exactly, but how do you think your mother is going to react when sge find out that Emma is still here? And in jail?" Oh… now I've got his point, that would be disastrous.

"You're right, that won't be good, especially for Henry…"

"What do I do?"

"Do you have any type of permission that allows her to get out in the morning?" because he can't actually inflict the law after all...

"I guess so…" he thought about it for what it seemed ages "You know what? I'll just give her a warning and I'll let her go with a small charge just to cover the sign badges" thanks to any kind of superior force that controls us all!

"Okay, so, why didn't you tell me that by message?" I was still very pissed.

"Because you would come here anyway" why did he have to know me so well?!

"Good point, well, if you excuse me, I've got some sleep to keep up with, see you later" I said as I made my way to the front door.

"See ya' "

Graham's words were the last thing I remember from the time that I went to my house, to the time I woke up in my pajamas. And late for school.

I tried my best to get ready before the 2° class, but that didn't really work, so I just decided that I would stick around the house until Henry and my mother come back, and plan my excuse for not going to school. But that I can decide later.

I was really hungry and really confused, after all, I woke up and I didn't remember a thing about last night, but i wasn't that worried, because I have my reasons to believe that this happens when I actually sleep, or I'm really crazy.

I got down to the kitchen and grabbed the first thing that I saw, which was an apple from the basket over the table, and got up to my bedroom again, turned on my computer and started writing, which was really a thing when you're dyslexic and have ADHD, but I do my best, just because I like reading and writing, either way it would totally suck.

The only problem is that i didn't know what to write. I usually wrote little stories for Henry when he was smaller, but after he won that amazing book of his, I've been almost totally pushed aside. So I just stared at the screen for a while when I started to feel bored, then I just wanted to know what happened to me last night. I knew it probably was something quite stupid, but still.

So I simply decided to get some help, apparently from the only person that knows me better than myself, thankfully his office was not that far and I could go there walking…

I barely knocked on the door and Archie had already opened it.

"Hello Olivia, what are you doing here? Weren't you supposed to be at school?" He didn't seem surprised that I wasn't at school, after all, that has been happening a lot lately.

"Yes, but that is not exactly the point. Can you help me with something?"

"Sure, come in" he opened the door for me to get in. The office was a little mess, papers everywhere, a coffee cup at the corner and Pongo was at the couch. "So, what's the matter?"

"Nothing really serious, just something that have been bugging me for a while, I don't remember much of last night, does this have anything to do with my ADHD?" Well, he was the only psychiatric in town,he must know something about this.

"Probably, but I think we could never be really sure about this, you see, you have a tendency to get distracted very easily, it's very possible that was your ADHD in action, but there are many cases of people that just simply forget about things that their brain considers unnecessary, or traumatic. In your case, both options apply only too well, your brain is already complicated and it doesn't need unimportant things standing in it's way, or blocking your line of thought" Ok… that was a lot of stuff, now I hate my own brain. But something felt out of the picture.

"Got it, but uh… do you think that the traumatic part could be the dreams? Because I never remember them" That was very much of a truth, I never remember them, it sucks.

"It could, but usually this type of dreams occur mostly with people that have suffered any type of trauma in their lives, which I have my reasons to believe that you don't apply to them" He was very patient, but I had that feeling that I had already occupied a lot of his time.

"Right…" thankfully that was when Henry sent me a message, he wanted me to go to his castle as soon as possible. "Oh, sorry Archie, I've got to go, Henry just called me…"

"Oh, that's no problem, and if you have anything else to ask me I'll be right here ok?" he was really sweet.

"Ok, thanks Archie" I went out and closed the door behind me, and i sent a text to Henry right after.

'hey kiddo, what do you want?'

'operation cobra, it's urgent, c'mon'

I guess that sometimes duty calls.