Watcher was, again, left alone overnight. But she didn't mind.

It gave her time to go through Emma's desk some more and a chance to try and get to know The Saviour more.
Well that was the idea anyway, it didn't really help much.

And so, with her feet on the blonde sheriff's desk, she contentedly fell asleep in the desk chair provided, just like the night before.

In the later, but still early hours of the morning she was awoken by Henry poking her roughly in the ribs.

"My mom probably won't be happy if she finds you outta your cell again. Even more so if she finds you in her chair"

Watcher nodded and moved out of the chair and office.

"So, your mum is Emma? I can see the resemblance. You have her nose...and her chin"

He chuckled and rubbed his chin absentmindedly, walking with her to her cell.

"Well actually I have two moms. Emma and Regina, the Evil Queen. She's also the mayor of the town"

She pulled the door shut and turned to stare out at him "If I'm gonna be in here, you're gonna have to get me my morning cocoa"

He looked at her questioningly "Cocoa?"

"What? I don't like coffee. And can you put a little cinnamon in it please? Thanks"

As he looked at her, his brow met his hairline "Cinnamon?"

Her brow furrowed and she looked at him seriously as she nodded, staring after him as he walked toward the small kitchen located elsewhere within the vicinity.
She sat on the bed, still looking out after he'd turned the corner and disappeared from view.

After a few seconds something registered in her mind and didn't realise it had left her mouth until it was too late.

"That boy is strange..."

"I would call him...different" a voice piped up.

Watcher didn't move.

"Have we met before? Are you friend or foe?" she asked sarcastically, as she recognised the voice.

"That would depend on what you think from our last meeting" the voice stated, revealing itself to be Rumplestiltskin.

"Are you here for an insight to the future?" she asked casually but cautiously.

He just chuckled to himself and waltzed toward her cell, making her stand again and step back against the wall.

He came to a stop, leaning on his cane but with one hand he held one of the bars, sneering at her.

"Why are you really here?!"

"I told you why. I got bored and broke the rules"

"Why do I find that hard to believe?"

"I don't really know. But you said it yourself! You don't know much about me! So I'd take a step back if I were you!"

"Rumplestiltskin!"

Both Watcher and Rumplestiltskin looked over his shoulder to see an extremely exasperated Emma, who had a long black case in hand.
"What're you doing here?"

He turned to her completely and Watcher savoured the way he twitched angrily.

"I'm merely questioning the suspect. I believe she's here for a greater reason than she lets on"

Emma sighed and placed the case on the desk provided.
"I questioned her yesterday. And she gave valuable information that lead to Regina's where abouts...unfortunately we were too late. Cora got to her first"

Emma moved to the door of the cell.
"Should I bother unlocking it?" she asked skeptically.

Watcher moved and opened said door.
"No" she said, smiling up cheekily at Emma.

Emma smirked back as only a mother could, her head shaking as she ruffled Watcher's hair.

'What? You like me now?'

"So what's your next move Sheriff?"

Emma placed a hand on the black case "My first move, is to give this to you. I think you earned it"

Watcher moved next to Emma, letting her fingers dance across the lid.

'Is this what I think it is?!'

Her eyes shone with glee as she lifted the lid. Seated inside was a brand new, sparkling Violin, polished to the nines.
She picked it up carefully, running her fingers over the wood work.

"I even had Marco engrave your name into the bow. It was difficult, but he managed it"

Sure enough, the word 'Watcher' danced in light curling cursive lettering along the wood of the bow.

"Miss Swan. Why did you buy her a Violin?" Rumplestiltskin asked her.

"Because she asked for it" she replied, not even looking to him.

"And your second move, Sheriff Swan?" Watcher voiced, even though she already had an idea of what that second move might be.

Emma hesitated

"My second move is to ask you what else you know that might help us..."

"But that doesn't mean you're giving me accommodating accommodations" Watcher stated making Emma nod at her correct theory.

'Figures'.

"I need a place to call my own, to take a shower at least. And Henry should be back any moment with my morning juice"