A/N: Here is your chapter.
Grammatical Errors are mine.
Chapter 3: Emma's POV
In Manhattan Loft, the blonde woman woke up, groaned when she was blinking at the sun from the window and flipped over the cover. She strode into the bathroom to get a shower. After few minutes later, Emma finished her shower, put her undergarments and covered herself with a bathroom robe. She wrapped her hair in the towel, left the bathroom and went to Henry's bedroom.
Emma opened the door, walked into the bedroom, kissed his forehead and spoke lightly.
"Wake up Wake up, Hen."
"Ma, give me five minutes."
"No. Get up and you will be late for school. Or I will banish you to the prom with your new girlfriend, Grace."
"No! I'm up." Henry shot up in the bed, went to the bathroom and got in a shower. Emma cackled and left the bedroom to the kitchen. She shook her head, went to take eggs, cheese and spinach with bacon. She scrambled the eggs in the bowl and put a little cheese in the bowl. The blonde woman turned around to twist the knob on the stove, looked up at the pans on the top and grabbed the small pan then put it on the stove. She sighed and heard the shower turning off.
Emma sprayed the oil on the pan, waited for a few minute and put a considerable amount of spinach. She peppered with black peppers, garlic powder and salt on the spinach then stirred it for few minutes. Until, Emma poured the eggs and stirred it until the eggs were complete to be yellow and soft but not gooey.
Lastly, the eggs were perfect; the blonde woman scraped the eggs to their plates and put a lot of cheese over the top of the spinach scrambled eggs. She smiled at her work then brought the plates to the kitchen counter. Henry finished getting dressed, took his backpack and left the bedroom on his way to the kitchen. He smelt his breakfast and put a grin on his face. Emma looked up at him and smiled then gestured him to eat the breakfast. He nodded, sat down on the stool and dug in few bites.
They chatted about Henry's school program, helped him with few ideas and went forward to the prom. The brunette boy informed her that he needed a new tuxedo suit and would ask his girlfriend out for the prom date. Emma nodded and approved the idea of giving an opportunity for her son. She knew that she missed his years since she birthed him. She made a final decision to live with him in New York City and found the job in NYPD. She was currently a detective of NYPD and made her hours be 8 hours from 8 am to 4 pm. Unless, something would be happening in the big cases then she would stay with her team to finish the case. The blonde woman knew that Henry know that her job is a big deal to her. But he didn't mind if she stayed there to chase the bad guys until it was complete, and she can come home to him.
They heard the knock on the front door, Henry went back to the bathroom to brush his teeth then left to kiss his mother's cheek. He took his backpack and left the loft to be with his friends on their way to school. Emma was proud of him to be an independent boy. She was pleased that she was raising him properly when she was available to be his mother for the rest of his life. She sighed, cleaned up the table and washed right away. The blonde woman looked up at the clock, it was 7:30am and went to her bedroom. Emma was dressed up in the high waist black bell-bottom trousers, white blouse, and a black tie with a black blazer. She put her badge on her belt and a Sig Sauer P320 in her belt holster. It won't be visible to everyone. The blonde woman finally left with her phone, keys and wallet then strode out to her work in 12 blocks away.
After one hour later, Emma was working on the paperwork for minor cases in her final touch. She was satisfied to see everything in a report from her team. The blonde woman was pleased with her routine with her team on the regular basis. She was appointed to be on alert for a big case in Belle French's case. Emma finally left her office with a file of Ms. French's case and went to see her team in their office. Her team was two men and two women. Their names were Jenny, Tom, Skylar and Will.
The blonde woman stopped by seeing Skylar, a Swedish-American woman in the 30s and smiled at her. She looked away at Jenny, a Chinese-American woman in her 20s, and the youngest one in her team. Then to Tom, an Italian-American man in the 40s and had his wife and two children. Emma was pleased with his snappy comebacks. They always joked each other. Most of the people in their work thought that Emma was her wife. They always laughed at the crazy remarks from their co-workers. Lastly, Will was an African-American male who was born in California and his 30s.
They looked up at their boss, standing near Skylar's desk, investigating on the French Case and heard her voice. They straightened their posture and got up. They waited until she finished her duty as a boss in the team and made sure that they have everything to the information.
"Hello, Skylar, Tom, Jenny and Will. We have a big major case today. It's about Belle French. I believe that you can pull it off without the mistakes. Is that clear?"
"Yes, ma'am." They said in unison. To be honest, people in the NYPD station knew Emma's background as an army solider for two wars. She was the best target shooter.
"Now, we have to go on our way to NYArts Magazine where Belle worked. I'm going to talk with Ms. French on my own. So, Jenny and Tom, you are going to Robert Gold, Belle's boyfriend or fiancé at his home for the evidence. Skylar and Will, go to the crime scene where Belle was stranding with the drug lords. Make sure that you collect everything in the sample and bring it to the lab. Keep the updates on me. I don't want you to strangle yourself with more stress on this case. I want you to be clear and loose. Understood?"
"Understood, ma'am."
"You are dismissed." They nodded and got their essentials. Emma looked at her team, leaving the desks and went to the cars. She sighed, turned around to see the workers who were staring at her and arched her eyebrow with a smirk.
"Go back to work!" The blonde woman yelled. The people were bumping into others and spilled the paperwork. Others tripped and went to their offices. Emma giggled and looked away at her head supervisor who was shocked in her office then winked at her. The blonde woman entered her office, got her phone and keys then left the building on her way to NYArts Magazine. She got in her cruiser, a black 2015 Ford Fusion and drove away.
Reaching to the location, Emma got out of her car, looked up at the tallest building with big bold letters, 'NYARTS'. She rolled her eyes, strode into the building and met the front desk assistant then squinted her eyes at the nametag on the brunette woman. The blonde woman cleared her throat and spoke in a neutral tone.
"Hello, Ms. Emily. I am Lieutenant Emma Swan from NYPD. I am here for on-going investigation on Ms. French. Is she here?"
"Yes, Lt. Swan. I am going to check if she is there."
"All right." Emma nodded and waited then looked away at the arts and cultures in the frames. Emily went to call the desk assistant to check on Ms. French's office then got it. The brunette woman hung the call and spoke lightly.
"Lt. Swan, Belle is here. She is on the 23rd floor. Have a good day."
"Thank you, Ms. Emily. You too." The blonde woman left on her way to the elevator pushed the 'up' button and waited. Few people were waiting and checked on their phone. Emma scoffed at the idiots who were lazy people and heard the ding from the elevator. The doors opened, few people came out from the lift and others included Emma went inside the elevators. She didn't worry about pushing the button and saw the man touching on 23rd. The blonde woman looked up at the elevator number above the doors, and it went to the fifth floor. Some people came out, and it closed on them. They moved to the 13th floor, and several people came out. It went to be extinct in the elevator. Emma sighed and waited on her floor. They were closer to the 23rd floor.
Until, two floors later, the elevator lift carried Emma and two men on their floor, and it finally opened. They got out of the elevator, and the men left on their way to their office. She looked around in the office, the desks were everywhere in the open plan floor and went impressed with the styles of the red and gold everywhere. The blonde woman walked to the closet office from the elevator and asked the black man in casual clothes.
"Hello, I'm searching for Ms. French. Can you indicate it for me?"
"Sure, Ms. French is in the office at the end of other side and it is next to the conference room. You won't miss it." He stood up and pointed to the office door with red posters with gold ribbons. Emma nodded and gave her thanks then left on her way to Ms. French and passed the conference room. She didn't notice Regina Mills in the conference room talking to several people. The blonde woman knocked on Ms. French and heard her command. She entered the white office with a lot of books on the shelves until she looked away at the petite brunette woman in a blue dress with black heels.
"Hello, my name is Lieutenant Emma Swan. I assume that you are Ms. French."
"Yes, I'm Belle French. It's nice to meet you. Please sit."
"Thank you for making a little time," Emma said and sat down on the leather chair.
"Oh no, it's my pleasure. What can I help you?" Belle waved her dismissal hand and crossed her legs while sitting on her leather chair.
"I am here to investigate on your case. It just came in from few nights ago, and I am sure that you already gave your statement. I believe so."
"Oh, that case. Thank you for coming. I am so glad that you are here. So, yes, I did. What's wrong?"
"I wanted to make sure that I got a right information. Don't feel nervous. I have a superpower. I can detect a lie with my mind. Believe it or not."
"It's fine. Few nights ago, my boyfriend Robert and I went to the restaurant to celebrate our five months anniversary of our intimate relationship. We finished our dinner and got out for the stroll, and we chatted until it happened. I was knocked out on the ground and several hours later, I woke up in the hospital bed. I told the doctor about my boyfriend, and one of your cops said that he was taken away. I went panicked and gave my statement." The brunette woman replied. Emma caught no lie in Belle's statement and believed her. The blonde woman sighed and nodded then spoke lightly.
"First, I'm sure that you had no lie in your statement. You are safe. I believe you. So, Has Mr. Gold made any enemies in his past?"
"Yes, I believe so. He had one enemy. I think it started with M, but it was a long name."
"You know that it won't help me to find any names with M letter. But did he describe the person?"
"I think he had a picture of her and it was in his home. I can get it for you."
"It's fine. My team already were on their way to your boyfriend's home to search for evidence."
"Thank you for informing it." Belle was pleased that Lt. Swan had people to find it and relieved that she felt her burden weighting off on her chest. Emma noticed it right away and smiled then asked.
"Anything else?"
"No. I don't think so." The brunette woman shook her head and retorted.
"All right. If you have anything else to say or think then, please feel free to call me." Emma handed her phone number card to the brunette woman and got up. Belle reached the card, looked at it and up at her then nodded. The blonde woman nodded and mused.
"Have a good day, Ms. French. Thank you for your time."
"You are welcome. Lt. Swan." They smiled. Emma turned away and left the office then bumped into Regina Mills, a brunette woman in the gray business suit with black heels. They gripped their hands on the biceps and gasped.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Ms. – Regina!?" Emma acknowledged her soft tone with her shocked expression.
"Hello, Lt. Swan. It's fancy to see you again. So, what are you doing here? Stalking on me?" Regina smirked with her arched eyebrow. The blonde woman laughed and shook her head then continued.
"No, I was coming to see Ms. French on the investigation. So, I didn't know that you are working here."
"Oh, Is Ms. French ok? And to your surprise, I'm a CEO of NYArts Magazine."
"She's okay for now and felt nervous when she got an inquisition from me. So, the beautiful position you got." Emma smiled. The brunette woman rolled her eyes and asked.
"Care to walk with me?"
"Sure, Ms. Mills."
"Please call me Regina." The brunette woman tightened her hold on the paperwork and walked along with the blonde woman then replied. Emma nodded and looked away at the people who were working on their computers. They walked back to Regina's office, which it was in the big room in the front of the open-plan floor. They entered into her room, and the blonde woman looked around to find several books on the shelves and studied in the photo of her family. It was Henry Mills and his ex-wife, Cora smiling with their daughter, Regina in the middle. She didn't hear Regina's voice while she was looking at the photo.
"It was seven years ago in Coney Island."
"I can see that you are the only child in the family." Emma made a note while she was speaking in a neutral tone. Regina found her voice in a sexy way and licked her lips then continued with her neutral tone so Emma won't catch it.
"I had a sister, well, technically, half-sister."
"Had?" The blonde woman looked away at the brunette woman and tilted her head while she was questioning her.
"Her name was Zelena. She died from the breast cancer. We knew each other for four years while I was in high school until I attended in my college days. She died right after I had my first day of college." Regina replied while fiddling her fingers with a pen and looking at the blonde woman. She studied on Emma's outfit and found out that she was feeling wet between in her thighs then bit her lips. Emma smirked, walked toward her and leaned over to be in Regina's personal space then continued with her seductive voice.
"Something you like to see, Regina?" The blonde woman leaned back and merely giggled at the brunette woman's humorous expression then winked and left the office. Regina barely heard the blonde woman's voice and went dumbfounded. She didn't know what to do with Emma. She leaned her head back on the leather chair and closed her eyes.
Emma smiled right away, walked to the elevators and pushed the 'down' button. She waited for the elevator to open the doors. Until the lift reached her floor, it opened the doors, and the blonde woman entered. She sighed, pushed the ground floor button and the elevator lifted her down.
In few minutes later, the blonde woman left the building in her car and drove to a small café. She decided to have her short lunch while she was investigating the case. Emma ordered her veggie sandwich with hot cocoa. She decided to call her team and got information from Skylar and Will about the crime scene. The blonde woman checked on the perimeters from the notes and wrote new notes. It went into an hour, and she didn't except that Regina came in the café.
The brunette woman entered with her grace in the café, spotted Emma in the corner and smiled mischievously. She strode to her table and sat down across from the blonde woman's chair then spoke lightly.
"Hello, Emma again. We've been met twice today. Fate must be bitch, isn't it?"
"Yeah. You got it right." Emma looked up at the brunette woman, gathered her files in her bag and intertwined her fingers on the table. Regina laughed, looked away at the waitress and ordered her usual then continued.
"So, are you staying here long?"
"Yes, I had lunch but you are here now. I would like to talk with you about our date."
"Fantastic. What have you got for our date?"
"Surprise Surprise." Emma winked and said. Regina narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms and put her forearms on the tables.
"All right, you won't tell me about our date. How can I be crass if I ask you about my clothes?"
"Casual clothes. I am going to pick you up at 2 pm this Saturday. Clear your plans if you have it. So, have a good lunch." Emma smiled and grabbed her bag then kissed on the brunette woman's cheek then left the café. Regina went dumbfounded again and found her meal delivering on her table then ate it in silence.
After finishing the cases in the station since her lunchtime, Emma went home, got changed in her comfortable clothes and found Henry there in the kitchen. She smiled and kissed his forehead then talked about her day. The brunette boy was listening to his mom while he was working on the math homework. It gave him a boost to focus on it while he enjoyed his mom's talks. The blonde woman went to cook the spaghetti and meatballs in an hour.
While the dinner was finished, Henry talked about his day at school and prom date. Emma was thrilled that he was going with Grace and smiled at him. They cleaned up on the table and kissed on their cheek. The blonde woman sent him to bed and checked on their locks then went to bed. All she can do was smile on her face while she was sleeping in her bed.
A/N: Next Chapter: First Date.
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