[Some little girls dream about being a princess or famous singer or getting married and settling down to be a housewife for the rest of their days. She's not one of those girls. Emma Swan gets a gun and a red leather jacket and a reputation for being one of the very best at what she does. Some clients balk at her, because she's too brash and the jacket really isn't subtle but they're alive at the end of the day, which is really the only thing that matters to her.
She's got a mouth to feed at home and a college fund to start saving for because unlike her, her kid is going to college. He's too smart for anything else. He's not getting pregnant at seventeen either. Henry doesn't have a home or a future if she lets someone die on her watch and really, despite the attitude she gives off, she wouldn't just let someone die without a fight.
Though she's tempted to tell Killian Jones that he's on his fucking own and walk away.
She's starting to question that he actually needs personal security and didn't just hire her on a whim because this has really been one of the more boring assignments she's taken. Security wise, anyway. Jones keeps making comments that make her fingers itch and make her wish she was a personal assassin instead if only to just shut him up. Henry would have a good life living with her brother and his wife. David and Mary Margaret would take great care of him if mommy went back to jail because she murdered a shipping magnate who she suspects doesn't always dabble on the right side of the law.
At the very least, her kid's getting tucked in by someone else tonight because she's stuck in a little pub with an Irish ass who apparently is immune to rum because he's been drinking all day and he seems just as sober as he did in the morning.]
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She's got a mouth to feed at home and a college fund to start saving for because unlike her, her kid is going to college. He's too smart for anything else. He's not getting pregnant at seventeen either. Henry doesn't have a home or a future if she lets someone die on her watch and really, despite the attitude she gives off, she wouldn't just let someone die without a fight.
Though she's tempted to tell Killian Jones that he's on his fucking own and walk away.
She's starting to question that he actually needs personal security and didn't just hire her on a whim because this has really been one of the more boring assignments she's taken. Security wise, anyway. Jones keeps making comments that make her fingers itch and make her wish she was a personal assassin instead if only to just shut him up. Henry would have a good life living with her brother and his wife. David and Mary Margaret would take great care of him if mommy went back to jail because she murdered a shipping magnate who she suspects doesn't always dabble on the right side of the law.
At the very least, her kid's getting tucked in by someone else tonight because she's stuck in a little pub with an Irish ass who apparently is immune to rum because he's been drinking all day and he seems just as sober as he did in the morning.]
Any chance you're going to call it a night?