AN: Thank you for the reviews, so here we are ch45; I am now focusing on S6 Ep13, ill-boding patterns. This chapter will include dialogue from the episode, as well as a couple of in-between scenes; read and review please, as it would be greatly appreciated. This will be a two part chapter, MysteryFan1997

Disclaimer, I do not own any of the characters from OUAT

Ch45 - Late Morning Shift

Last night was fun, and just as Henry predicted; Killian, had a lot of questions. We just about made it through the movie, as with each scene; Killian, questioned the actions of Jack Sparrow, however he liked that they shared a love for rum.

Whatever was bothering him, had obviously been put to the back of his mind; as we watched the movie. And when we finally called it, a night; we crawled into bed, and fell asleep in each other's arms.

Only moving, when it got too warm; I smiled internally knowing that I had the late shift, so I was planning on making the most of it. I'll maybe even, get a quiet moment with my pirate.

I murmured, a greeting; turning my head, when I didn't get a reply. My hand, finding lukewarm sheets; instead of my warm bodied pirate. I sat up slightly, before glancing at the bathroom door; it was open, so he's been gone for a while.

So much for that quiet moment, I sighed softly; before my gaze drifted to the bedside table, my vision still hazy with sleep. I was just about able to make out an outline, of a piece of paper; I lifted it, before sitting up against the headboard.

My name, written; in eloquent handwriting, that was unusual for a pirate. I grinned, as I unfolded it; before reading it.

"Swan, if you're reading this; you've probably just awoken, and probably wondering where I am. I have an appointment with the Cricket, and I didn't want to disturb your slumber; I will see you later tonight, my love. Sincerely, Killian..."

I couldn't keep the smile off my face, as I re-read the note; it was sweet, and I'm glad that he finally realised nothing good came of waking me, when I had the late shift.

I placed the note, back onto the bedside table; before sitting up, I moved towards my closet. Before choosing my outfit, I wanted to be comfortable today; so I went for a sweater, jeans and my ankle boots.

I then headed towards the bathroom, deciding on taking a long shower; taking my time, as I washed my hair, then grabbing my loofah before grabbing my body wash.

When the water, started to turn cold; I hopped out of the shower, before drying off and heading back into the bedroom. I got dressed, before reading the note again; a smile on my face, as I placed it in the drawer.

I grabbed my phone, before heading downstairs; lifting my jacket and keys, I headed into the kitchen. Only to be greeted by Henry, he was sitting at the counter; I smiled, before speaking.

"Morning kid"

He spoke.

"Morning mom"

I spoke again.

"Did you see Killian, this morning?"

He answered.

"Yeah, we had breakfast; and then he left, but I wanted to wait for you"

I grinned, before speaking.

"So, what are going to do; today?"

He answered.

"I'm gonna go to my other moms, this afternoon; if that's ok"

I spoke.

"Yeah, it's more than ok; have a good time"

He thanked me, before he got up; lifting his jacket, before he left. He muttered, his goodbye; as he headed out the door, I grinned, before shaking my head; teenagers...

I then made quick work, of pouring some coffee; as I tried to find something to eat. I grinned, when I found a box of poptarts; hidden at the back, of one of the cabinets.

Henry and I, have a secret stash; in a cabinet, that Killian doesn't even know exists. We keep them hidden behind, the cereals; which Killian still doesn't understand, as he believes, there's only one breakfast, we should all be having and that's a pirate's breakfast.

Which is fine, if you're over two hundred years old; but, there's a limit on how much mackerel, a girl can eat. Henry on the other hand, he loves it; but every now and then, he likes the occasional poptart.

I finished my breakfast, before tidying up; I moved toward the front door, grabbing my keys, before heading outside.

I climbed into the bug, before making the short journey into town; when I got there, I came to a stop outside the station. It was just going to be me today, as my parents are still dealing with the sleeping curse; that the Evil Queen, placed on them.

I made my way toward my desk, draping my jacket over the back of my chair; before groaning softly, when I noticed the small stack of paperwork on my desk. I groaned internally, I hate paperwork, no matter; how big or small the stack is, I waved my hand.

Before watching it, file itself; I grinned...I love magic, so that's the paperwork done. Now, all I have to do is check the cameras and the mics in the interrogation rooms.

Which wouldn't take long, so I made my way; toward the back of the station, before opening the door to the first interrogation room. I checked the connection on the mic, before checking the cameras.

The camera light flashing, as I turned it on; the mic light flashed, as I checked it. I then repeated the task in the other room, before heading back to my desk.

I sat down, before switching the computer on; it made a noise, before lighting up. It seemed to take forever, as I logged in. Why can't we upgrade the system? Surely Regina could have conjured up, a better operating system.

Although, a computer operating system; was probably the last thing, she worried about, when she was thinking about casting the dark curse that created Storybrooke in the first place...

TBC

Part two, will be published in a couple of days.