I do not own Once Upon a Time.

FYI- Amelia has an old car, hence actually rolling down the window. That's how we old people did it back in the day.

Amelia rolled down the fogged up window to see a very angry David Nolan standing there with a flashlight. Maybe angry wasn't the right word, neither was pissed off.

Amelia turned up the charm on him. "Evening officer, what seemed to be the problem?" She beamed up at him.

"Get out of the car, now." No room for argument.

Amelia did as she was told, she was in enough trouble without mouthing off to David. She leaned against the car.

David saw that Amelia was not alone in the car. "You too."

Neal got out of the car. Amelia suddenly felt like a child who got caught in the act. But it was hard to wipe the grin off her face.

"Really, you think this is funny?" David was stuck between a disapproving parent and a deputy. "Get in the back of the truck."

"But what about the car?" Neal asked. He was better at keeping a straight face. At least one of them could.

"I'll have someone get it." David held out his hand. "Keys, now."

Amelia dropped the key and Neal opened the back door of David's truck for her before climbing in besides her.

David got in the driver's seat and started the truck. They drove down the road into town. At first there was silence. Then David almost exploded at them.

"Really, what were you thinking? Crazy reckless driving? Please tell me you have not been drinking. And don't even get me started on letting me down."

Amelia leaned forward. "David, you and I and Neal, know that Emma can take care of herself. And Killian is not insane, if he did something wrong he has us to deal with. Not sure who he's more scared of, you or me."

"Not another peep from you."

Amelia almost yelled back, but a tight squeeze from Neal stopped her. So she shut her mouth.

They arrived at the station very late that night. "Empty your pockets and leave everything here." David said before he led them into separate cells and locked the doors.

"I'll see the two of you in morning, early because I have a ton of paperwork to do thanks to you." David told them before leaving.

Silence fell over the station. Neal and Amelia looked at each other and actually giggled. Until their stomachs rumbled.

"Yeah, we didn't eat at the restaurant." Neal said.

Amelia smiled and passed a few energy bars to him. "I got your back, I swiped these off of David's desk on the way in." She opened one herself and ate. Then she looked around the cell. "It's been a while since I was in cell." Amelia mused.

Neal looked at her confused. "When were you in a cell? What did you do?"

"It was back in the Enchanted Forest. I didn't give Regina the information she wanted about the whereabouts of Snow White. I didn't even know anything about Snow so I wasn't going to be much help anyway. Then she threatened me with Richard, whom she had killed right in front of me. I spent a few hours in the dungeons before Robin saved me."

"Speaking of Robin, what did he mean with 'you could have been married'?" Neal asked. They finally had a quiet moment alone. Amelia shut her mouth and looked away. "Hey babe, look at me." His finger gently caught her chin through the bars. "We got all night."

"Remember during the lost year, when I was play fighting with Robin and that gold ring fell out of his pocket? Well, there's a story behind it. Benjamin was going to give it to me, to propose to me. He wrote Derek a letter asking permission, it was a day before I… killed him."

"What would you have said? If you hadn't… killed him?" Neal asked, part of him hadn't fully accepted the fact that the woman he loved had been a cold blooded killer at one point. He could handle her being a thief and being self-centered and doing anything for family, but murder was a different matter. But Neal kept those thoughts to himself.

Amelia titled her head. "I would have said yes at the time, but looking back, I'm glad I never got the chance. I wouldn't have been happy with him, I would have been stuck in a home as a wife and mother without my own life or even a say in my life. Does that make me a bad person?" She asked almost worried.

"No, fate works in odd ways." He tried his best to hold her through the bars but just ended up placing a kiss on her forehead.

"I wouldn't have met you if I was married. Or at least I don't think I would have. Derek might still have been in trouble…" Amelia started to think, it hurt to try to figure out the what ifs of the past.

"Shhh, you'll only confuse yourself. I think we need some sleep. Let's see if these beds move." Neal said, moving towards the cot. He pulled it close to the bars and smiled up at her.

Amelia slipped off her high heeled shoes, then pulled her own bed next to his and stretched out facing him. Their fingers laced together. "Good night." She said, he was the last thing she saw before she fell asleep.

Amelia rolled over when she woke up and was glad she half remembered where she was or she would have ended up on the floor. The cold hard floor of the Storybrooke sheriff station.

"Morning, do I even want to know how your night went?" Came a voice outside the cell. Amelia sat up to see a shocked Emma.

"Morning yourself. You can see the larger file on David's desk. But it was all worth it." Amelia stood up and stretched. That sorry excuse for a mattress did her back no favors last night. She wanted to get back to her own bed. "So how was your night? Everything went well?" Emma didn't answer but she did smile. "Good to hear."

"Now what am I going to do with you?" Emma asked.

"Well, your dad was pissed when he picked us up last night, or it might have been early this morning, I don't really know…"

"You messed up David's sleeping, you're lucky you're still alive. I'll fill out the paperwork and you can make your phone call so someone can post your bail." Emma handed Amelia her cell phone.

"Thanks." Amelia quickly dialed the bakery, she knew her family was up already. Michael answered the phone.

"Morning." Amelia greeted him then got to business. "Neal and I got into a little trouble last night and we are down at the station."

"So you need bail?" He sounded slightly disappointed. "How much?"

Amelia pulled the phone away to ask Emma who responded.

"Two hundred." Amelia answered him.

Michael sighed. "Sit tight, I'll be right there."

Amelia hung up the phone and had to laugh. "There's a first time for everything."

"Shh, he's still sleeping." Emma looked at an unmoving Neal on his cot.

Amelia shrugged her shoulders. "The man sleeps like a log."

"Don't I know it?" Emma joked but the women did share a weak laugh. Emma had been with Neal more a decade ago now he was engaged to Amelia while Amelia had been with Killian before Emma was born. Basically they had switched love interests. Fate certainly had a sense of humor.

"You know I can hear you?" Neal rolled over and sat up. "You might want to upgrade these cots. It's like sleeping on rocks."

"I'll add it to the list of things this station needs." Emma told him.

Ten minutes later, Michael walked into the station with a large box. "Morning Sheriff Swan." He opened the box and handed her a bear claw. "From my wife. We are so sorry if Amelia and Neal caused any trouble."

"They aren't in any trouble with me, my father however, is another story." Emma took the bear claw.

"What did you do?" Michael asked Amelia.

"He asked me to spy on Emma during her date and I refused until he said he could make my speeding tickets disappear. I almost went through with it, but at the last minute thought better of the whole situation."

"Well, at least your heart is in the right place." Michael pulled two hundred dollars from his pocket. "Come on, let's get to the two of you home."

"Umm, I meant two hundred each." Emma felt bad, but she did not want to deal with an angry David later.

Michael stared. But Amelia came to his rescue. "Emma, that's for me. Let me out and I'll get Neal's bail."

Emma unlocked the door and Amelia sat herself on the desk and dialed a number quickly.

"Morning, so here's the deal, Neal and I got into some trouble last night and he needs bail money." She made herself sound sweet to the person on the other end. "What did we do? Speeding and other things in a car." Then her face twisted and her lips pressed into a thin line. "I am not discussing that with you, ever. Just get down here and bail out your son. Thank you." She almost slammed the phone down and shook her head.

"You know my dad's number?" Neal almost seemed surprised.

"It comes in handy. And do not ask what he asked about." She raised a warning finger to the room.

"Have you two eaten?" Michael asked.

"Not really, just a few energy bars last night." Neal answered, walking to the bars.

"Here, help yourself." Michael held the box up so both Amelia and Neal could take something.

Gold showed up at the station ten minutes later. "Morning." He greeted the room. His eyes rested on Neal and Amelia a moment longer. What a pair they made. "How much do I owe you for my son's behavior, Miss Swan?" He asked.

"Two hundred."

"Seems like a lot." He pulled out his wallet.

"Not my doing, my dad's. You can take it up with him." Emma said, doubting he would. She took the money and went to open the cell door.

"Thank you Emma. Thanks Dad." He said. "You ready to go home? I really want a real bed." That comment was directed at Amelia who smiled. She walked back into her cell to grab her shoes.

"Thank you all for an interesting evening. I'll try to stay out of trouble and not drag Neal with me." Amelia said before leaving the station.

Emma looked at Michael then Gold, who were both shaking their heads. "You can't be mad; they are really happy together."

I love them together. Yes, I love Killian but Amelia and Neal together is sweet and wonderful.