The Unexpected ~ PG-13 (Chapter 3/?)
Title: The Unexpected
Summary: Several weeks after going home with one of the guys from the bar on Valentine's Day, Ruby realizes she's pregnant. When Mr. Gold realizes this, he takes a particular interest in her.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: 1x19
Pairing/Characters: Eventual Ruby/Gold, Granny, Dr. Whale, Emma, mentions Graham, Ashley, and Sean
Disclaimer: Once Upon a Time is not owned by me, but by ABC. I’m simply borrowing these characters for non-profit entertainment.
A/N: Inspired by at least a few prompts on the ouatkinkmeme, here goes.
Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2
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Chapter 3:
Ruby wasn't thrilled to have to return to the sheriff's station, particularly with how things had gone the last time. She liked Emma, and she hadn't minded working for her no matter how brief that time had been for. But her first day hadn't been anywhere near what she had expected, and what she had found had terrified her. But while she didn't like even part of her job involving giving people bad news, she wasn't sure it could really be worse than it had been the day she had found that heart, nor quite as bad as it had been the day she had told Granny she was pregnant.
With a deep, steadying breath, Ruby pulled the door open and headed inside.
"Ruby?" Emma asked when she saw her come in, looking hardly as happy or relaxed as she normally did. She also didn't quite seem to be on the verge of tears either though, so she asked, "Is everything okay?"
"Depends on your definition," Ruby half-heartedly chuckled. "Um, about that room in the budget for a secretary or whatever, is that still on the table?"
"You're interested in a job here again?" Emma was surprised, even a little confused. Ruby had been so certain there was no better fit for her than the diner, and she had let her go. But this seemed just a little too sudden for her liking. "What about what you said before? Why you didn't want to work here?"
Ruby shrugged. "I don't really have another choice now. I quit the diner again yesterday, this time for good. And I really mean that. But at the same time, I've also moved out of the bed and breakfast and I really don't want to get behind in my rent now, considering."
"Tell me you didn't rent an apartment from Gold," Emma told her with a sigh. Was there no one in this town who wasn't indebted to him? For a moment she wondered if even Regina was in some way.
"I didn't really have a choice there either. He's kind of the only person one can rent from here, and I cannot live with Granny anymore. I can't, I won't, it's not worth it. Even Mr. Gold agreed with me on that."
"I'm sure he did," Emma scoffed. Then she crossed her arms over her chest and added, "Look, if you want the job here, you can have it. But I need to know, once and for all, that you can handle it."
"I can handle the phones and I can handle going on food runs, or sitting with Henry. But anything else, well, I doubt you'd really have me going on any of those kinds of field trips now anyway."
"You did really well that day. Without help even, you found both David, and that other object in the woods. It was impressive."
"And terrifying," she admitted. "Emma, trust me, I can't do that now. I just really don't think that side would be a good idea for me this time. But phones and food and baby-sitting, I can definitely do."
A few pieces were beginning to fall into place in Emma's mind. Ruby had, according to her, moved out of her grandmother's bed and breakfast and had also quit working for her; she had even turned to Mr. Gold for a bit of help. Even the last time Ruby had quit the diner she still hadn't moved out of the home her granny and she shared, or to her knowledge had gone to Mr. Gold for anything. It was Ruby's added insistence that she wouldn't go back that prompted Emma to ask, "Can I ask why you feel you need this job so soon, aside from not wanting to fall behind with Mr. Gold? And, maybe, why you feel you had to move out of the inn in the first place?"
Ruby sighed, hoping she wouldn't have to admit this to too many people too soon. But then Granny was family, admitting it to Mr. Gold had been an accident, but then she supposed it had worked in her favor with him becoming her landlord, and now it was her potential boss who would have to know. Finally, she answered, "Because Granny can't handle the fact that I'm not the pure and innocent young woman she'd hoped she'd raised."
"That's it?" Emma asked, finally dropping her arms. There was definitely something Ruby wasn't saying, and she wasn't about to let the girl weasel out of admitting whatever it was that easily.
To Ruby's dismay, the moment of truth had clearly arrived... So she decided to face it head on. "I'm pregnant. And Granny's made life at the diner and the inn unbearable because of it. The other night, I was ready to beg Mr. Gold for that apartment if I had to. And I had a feeling that if anyone could understand this, that you could. Just, do me a favor, don't remind me how stupid I am or how I brought this on myself, I've definitely gotten enough of that from Granny to last me for at least the next month."
Just like that, it all made sense. The final piece of the puzzle as it were. "Okay. I won't. I'll just say you've got the job. And you're right, I won't be sending you out on any of those calls like I did the last time. But I think I'm a bit more worried about what you may have gotten yourself into with Gold." And then an even more troubling thought occurred to her. "The baby isn't his, is it?"
"No," Ruby chuckled. "We've never..." Though she would be lying if she said she hadn't thought about it a time or two. "Besides, it was Valentine's Day, you'd probably already arrested him by the time I'd left the bar."
Emma had to admit that was a relief, even just a small one. "Alright," she told her finally. "You're on. Just, uh, have a seat and I guess, get started. You're in charge of phones, filing, just doing whatever you feel comfortable with."
"Thanks, Emma," Ruby told her, relieved. When Emma nodded and stepped away towards the office to return to her own work, Ruby finally let herself take a seat at the desk and wait for either the first call or first lunch order from Emma to roll in. The wait wouldn't be easy, she knew, as she was used to spending half of her day running around getting things for others, being almost constantly on call. Getting to sit down and relax for more than a matter of minutes definitely wasn't something she'd had the luxury of getting accustomed to. Now, however, that seemed to be one of the many things she would have to get used to.
Just like how there would be no alcohol in her near future, nor anything with caffeine... Blessed caffeine. She sighed, deciding that would be what she may miss most of all during these next several months. It could still be worse, she knew, but all of this had happened so fast. In fact it hadn't even been a week since her life had been turned completely upside down. But here she was all the same: Waiting for a phone to ring at a desk she couldn't believe she was thankful to be seated back at, in a place she had quite recently hoped to never have to see the inside of again, knowing she would be going home to an apartment she was renting from the man she had once vowed to never ask anything from, and basically avoiding her only living family member. Well, her only older living family member, she corrected herself. Describing this as being surreal didn't even seem to cover it in her mind.
Though while Ruby continued to lose herself in her deepening thoughts, halfway across town Mr. Gold was attempting to distract himself from his own as he decided to organize a few items in the back of his shop. The night before had given him far more to think about than he had ever hoped, or expected. And now even in his own small world, surrounded by the things that had belonged to so many of the forest's inhabitants in the past, he couldn't help but look at some of the items in a new light. The Charmings' mobile, most notably.
It bothered him, certainly, as he didn't usually have this reaction with any of the other Storybrooke residents. Looking to the mobile again, he knew the former Mr. and Mrs. Charming wouldn't be back for it any time soon. Even the former Prince Thomas hadn't thought to gift his former Cinderella with it when their daughter had been born. But now he could only picture it mesmerizing a dark-haired, hazel-eyed babe; should the child inherit its mother's looks at least. And while he knew he would hardly show up to Ruby's door with such a gift, the image still wouldn't leave his mind. He wasn't a man known for doing favors, yet he did find himself wanting to continue to help her even more than he had already.
He supposed it was because of how Ruby had told him her granny had reacted to her news. He also supposed it was because she had managed to remain strong despite that, always so strong despite what others called her or thought of her. She hadn't cried over it to his knowledge, only instead doing what she felt she had to do. And even then she hadn't entirely begged him for that apartment, and she had asked him for nothing else.
At first he had wondered why. Had she wished to not be indebted to him like most? Or had she simply not thought to, perhaps thinking she would have noting he deemed of worth to ask for in return? He supposed either could be the case. Of course too there was the chance, that like her days as Red Riding Hood, she had been so used to doing so much for herself and her granny and even her friends that she just maybe didn't know how to ask for help even when she needed it.
That might be where he would come in, Mr. Gold decided. He rarely asked anyone for help himself, as when he had last been human there would have been no one to give it to him and as The Dark One there had hardly been anything he couldn't grant for himself. And now as the most powerful man in town, he could certainly help whomever he chose. There had just simply been far too few to have deserved it in his mind. But as she always had been, Ruby was different. The only question now would be if she could be willing to accept his offers, or if she would instead question his every move like all the others.
Or perhaps there could be another way. Perhaps he could help her in his own ways without having to entirely reveal himself as the one helping her. After all he had no plans to ask her for anything in return this time. He decided that would certainly work in his favor where the others were concerned as well. If they didn't know for themselves then no one would think to come to him with their own plights (though that certainly happened often enough as it was) nor would Regina get an idea that there was someone he deemed worthy of his more compassionate acts.
"So, I'm guessing today wasn't too terrible after all," Emma stated many hours later when she came out of the office once more to find Ruby apparently rearranging the file cabinet.
"It's definitely given me a lot of time to think," she chuckled.
"About what you're going to do? 'Cause if so, I might be able to help you out there if you want someone to talk to."
Ruby smiled. "Thanks, but I already know what I'm going to do, or at least what I hope to do. Other than that though, I actually might take you up on the talking offer. I hate to say it, but I feel like I can't even talk to Ashley about it."
"Are you planning on doing what she almost did?" Emma feared Ruby's answer, but she knew it was a fair question.
Particularly with how Ruby had tried to help Ashley get out of town on the very day Ashley had ended up going into labor.
"No," Ruby told her. "Though that did seem to be how Granny thought I'd gotten Mr. Gold to rent to me. But like I told Granny, I want this baby. I never really thought of myself as the mothering type, but now that it's happened, I'm not entirely sorry."
"And the father? Have you talked to him about it?"
"I haven't even seen him since that night," she shrugged. "Maybe that's why I'm doing so much for myself now, wanting to prove to myself that I actually can. Like if I can get out from under Granny's thumb by getting out of her inn and her diner and pay my own way, and basically finally be a grown-up that maybe I can prove that I'm not as dumb or immature as everyone seems to think. Maybe I can even prove that I might not be such a bad mom while I'm at it."
"Doesn't sound like anyone can accuse you of not having your priorities in order," Emma told her with a small smile. "I do hope it works out for you that way, especially since it seems Ashley got her sort of happy ending, with Sean coming to his senses and basically doing what you are. You deserve that too."
"I wouldn't say I have much of a prince riding to my rescue, but then I never really asked for one either. Thanks though, that means a lot coming from you."
"Not to ruin this Hallmark moment, but I've got to head out for a while. Are you sure you'll be alright by yourself?"
"You already left me alone once today, I think I can manage not burning the place down. Trust me, there was a greater risk of that when I was surrounded by burners and coffee makers," Ruby grinned.
"Okay," Emma agreed. "And if you want, you can head on home when I get back. I shouldn't be too long."
"Alright, have fun," Ruby told her, unsure whether Emma was headed out on a call or to see Henry. Or maybe just to get into another argument with Regina. Ruby shrugged. It didn't really matter to her, she was actually feeling pretty calm at the moment. No calls had come in that she couldn't handle, certainly nothing about anyone finding any organs. With that she decided she could call today a success; which was absolutely a relief.
Ruby wasn't sure how long had passed when she heard the door to the station open again, though she doubted it had been longer than a half an hour. Still, the sight which greeted her when she turned her head towards the entryway surprised her. That definitely wasn't Emma.
"Ruby," Mr. Gold smiled, pleased to see her.
"Mr. Gold," she smiled back. "Are you looking for Emma?"
"I am," he lied. He wasn't really, he was sure this was where Ruby had meant the night before when she had said she knew of someone who might be able to help her with a job. Of course Emma would understand what she was facing, so it only made sense Emma would be the one to employ her. He had just wanted to be sure their shared presumption had been right.
"She left a while ago, but if you want, you can wait for her to get back. I just can't really say when that'll be." Some secretary, she thought a little bitterly.
"No, that's alright. I do appreciate the offer, however. Perhaps if you could let her know I stopped by?"
"Sure thing," Ruby nodded.
As he headed out, Ruby began to wonder if this might become routine. For the first time in ages she had seen him three days in a row, and she was sure the next would make it four. It almost amused her. Maybe it was just that he hadn't been that fond of the diner, or maybe it still went back to her original thought that he wanted to be sure she wouldn't change her mind about her living situation.
Except, she reminded herself, this time he had been looking for Emma. Maybe it had just been a coincidence he had been looking for her there on the very day she had come back to work at the sheriff's station. It could have been as simple as him wanting to be sure there weren't still any lingering charges or fines from the night she had arrested him. With a soft shrug, she decided then it was time to get back to her actual work. The last thing she needed was for Emma to come back and realize she had spent even just these past five minutes thinking only about Mr. Gold.
Summary: Several weeks after going home with one of the guys from the bar on Valentine's Day, Ruby realizes she's pregnant. When Mr. Gold realizes this, he takes a particular interest in her.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: 1x19
Pairing/Characters: Eventual Ruby/Gold, Granny, Dr. Whale, Emma, mentions Graham, Ashley, and Sean
Disclaimer: Once Upon a Time is not owned by me, but by ABC. I’m simply borrowing these characters for non-profit entertainment.
A/N: Inspired by at least a few prompts on the ouatkinkmeme, here goes.
Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2
~~
Chapter 3:
Ruby wasn't thrilled to have to return to the sheriff's station, particularly with how things had gone the last time. She liked Emma, and she hadn't minded working for her no matter how brief that time had been for. But her first day hadn't been anywhere near what she had expected, and what she had found had terrified her. But while she didn't like even part of her job involving giving people bad news, she wasn't sure it could really be worse than it had been the day she had found that heart, nor quite as bad as it had been the day she had told Granny she was pregnant.
With a deep, steadying breath, Ruby pulled the door open and headed inside.
"Ruby?" Emma asked when she saw her come in, looking hardly as happy or relaxed as she normally did. She also didn't quite seem to be on the verge of tears either though, so she asked, "Is everything okay?"
"Depends on your definition," Ruby half-heartedly chuckled. "Um, about that room in the budget for a secretary or whatever, is that still on the table?"
"You're interested in a job here again?" Emma was surprised, even a little confused. Ruby had been so certain there was no better fit for her than the diner, and she had let her go. But this seemed just a little too sudden for her liking. "What about what you said before? Why you didn't want to work here?"
Ruby shrugged. "I don't really have another choice now. I quit the diner again yesterday, this time for good. And I really mean that. But at the same time, I've also moved out of the bed and breakfast and I really don't want to get behind in my rent now, considering."
"Tell me you didn't rent an apartment from Gold," Emma told her with a sigh. Was there no one in this town who wasn't indebted to him? For a moment she wondered if even Regina was in some way.
"I didn't really have a choice there either. He's kind of the only person one can rent from here, and I cannot live with Granny anymore. I can't, I won't, it's not worth it. Even Mr. Gold agreed with me on that."
"I'm sure he did," Emma scoffed. Then she crossed her arms over her chest and added, "Look, if you want the job here, you can have it. But I need to know, once and for all, that you can handle it."
"I can handle the phones and I can handle going on food runs, or sitting with Henry. But anything else, well, I doubt you'd really have me going on any of those kinds of field trips now anyway."
"You did really well that day. Without help even, you found both David, and that other object in the woods. It was impressive."
"And terrifying," she admitted. "Emma, trust me, I can't do that now. I just really don't think that side would be a good idea for me this time. But phones and food and baby-sitting, I can definitely do."
A few pieces were beginning to fall into place in Emma's mind. Ruby had, according to her, moved out of her grandmother's bed and breakfast and had also quit working for her; she had even turned to Mr. Gold for a bit of help. Even the last time Ruby had quit the diner she still hadn't moved out of the home her granny and she shared, or to her knowledge had gone to Mr. Gold for anything. It was Ruby's added insistence that she wouldn't go back that prompted Emma to ask, "Can I ask why you feel you need this job so soon, aside from not wanting to fall behind with Mr. Gold? And, maybe, why you feel you had to move out of the inn in the first place?"
Ruby sighed, hoping she wouldn't have to admit this to too many people too soon. But then Granny was family, admitting it to Mr. Gold had been an accident, but then she supposed it had worked in her favor with him becoming her landlord, and now it was her potential boss who would have to know. Finally, she answered, "Because Granny can't handle the fact that I'm not the pure and innocent young woman she'd hoped she'd raised."
"That's it?" Emma asked, finally dropping her arms. There was definitely something Ruby wasn't saying, and she wasn't about to let the girl weasel out of admitting whatever it was that easily.
To Ruby's dismay, the moment of truth had clearly arrived... So she decided to face it head on. "I'm pregnant. And Granny's made life at the diner and the inn unbearable because of it. The other night, I was ready to beg Mr. Gold for that apartment if I had to. And I had a feeling that if anyone could understand this, that you could. Just, do me a favor, don't remind me how stupid I am or how I brought this on myself, I've definitely gotten enough of that from Granny to last me for at least the next month."
Just like that, it all made sense. The final piece of the puzzle as it were. "Okay. I won't. I'll just say you've got the job. And you're right, I won't be sending you out on any of those calls like I did the last time. But I think I'm a bit more worried about what you may have gotten yourself into with Gold." And then an even more troubling thought occurred to her. "The baby isn't his, is it?"
"No," Ruby chuckled. "We've never..." Though she would be lying if she said she hadn't thought about it a time or two. "Besides, it was Valentine's Day, you'd probably already arrested him by the time I'd left the bar."
Emma had to admit that was a relief, even just a small one. "Alright," she told her finally. "You're on. Just, uh, have a seat and I guess, get started. You're in charge of phones, filing, just doing whatever you feel comfortable with."
"Thanks, Emma," Ruby told her, relieved. When Emma nodded and stepped away towards the office to return to her own work, Ruby finally let herself take a seat at the desk and wait for either the first call or first lunch order from Emma to roll in. The wait wouldn't be easy, she knew, as she was used to spending half of her day running around getting things for others, being almost constantly on call. Getting to sit down and relax for more than a matter of minutes definitely wasn't something she'd had the luxury of getting accustomed to. Now, however, that seemed to be one of the many things she would have to get used to.
Just like how there would be no alcohol in her near future, nor anything with caffeine... Blessed caffeine. She sighed, deciding that would be what she may miss most of all during these next several months. It could still be worse, she knew, but all of this had happened so fast. In fact it hadn't even been a week since her life had been turned completely upside down. But here she was all the same: Waiting for a phone to ring at a desk she couldn't believe she was thankful to be seated back at, in a place she had quite recently hoped to never have to see the inside of again, knowing she would be going home to an apartment she was renting from the man she had once vowed to never ask anything from, and basically avoiding her only living family member. Well, her only older living family member, she corrected herself. Describing this as being surreal didn't even seem to cover it in her mind.
Though while Ruby continued to lose herself in her deepening thoughts, halfway across town Mr. Gold was attempting to distract himself from his own as he decided to organize a few items in the back of his shop. The night before had given him far more to think about than he had ever hoped, or expected. And now even in his own small world, surrounded by the things that had belonged to so many of the forest's inhabitants in the past, he couldn't help but look at some of the items in a new light. The Charmings' mobile, most notably.
It bothered him, certainly, as he didn't usually have this reaction with any of the other Storybrooke residents. Looking to the mobile again, he knew the former Mr. and Mrs. Charming wouldn't be back for it any time soon. Even the former Prince Thomas hadn't thought to gift his former Cinderella with it when their daughter had been born. But now he could only picture it mesmerizing a dark-haired, hazel-eyed babe; should the child inherit its mother's looks at least. And while he knew he would hardly show up to Ruby's door with such a gift, the image still wouldn't leave his mind. He wasn't a man known for doing favors, yet he did find himself wanting to continue to help her even more than he had already.
He supposed it was because of how Ruby had told him her granny had reacted to her news. He also supposed it was because she had managed to remain strong despite that, always so strong despite what others called her or thought of her. She hadn't cried over it to his knowledge, only instead doing what she felt she had to do. And even then she hadn't entirely begged him for that apartment, and she had asked him for nothing else.
At first he had wondered why. Had she wished to not be indebted to him like most? Or had she simply not thought to, perhaps thinking she would have noting he deemed of worth to ask for in return? He supposed either could be the case. Of course too there was the chance, that like her days as Red Riding Hood, she had been so used to doing so much for herself and her granny and even her friends that she just maybe didn't know how to ask for help even when she needed it.
That might be where he would come in, Mr. Gold decided. He rarely asked anyone for help himself, as when he had last been human there would have been no one to give it to him and as The Dark One there had hardly been anything he couldn't grant for himself. And now as the most powerful man in town, he could certainly help whomever he chose. There had just simply been far too few to have deserved it in his mind. But as she always had been, Ruby was different. The only question now would be if she could be willing to accept his offers, or if she would instead question his every move like all the others.
Or perhaps there could be another way. Perhaps he could help her in his own ways without having to entirely reveal himself as the one helping her. After all he had no plans to ask her for anything in return this time. He decided that would certainly work in his favor where the others were concerned as well. If they didn't know for themselves then no one would think to come to him with their own plights (though that certainly happened often enough as it was) nor would Regina get an idea that there was someone he deemed worthy of his more compassionate acts.
"So, I'm guessing today wasn't too terrible after all," Emma stated many hours later when she came out of the office once more to find Ruby apparently rearranging the file cabinet.
"It's definitely given me a lot of time to think," she chuckled.
"About what you're going to do? 'Cause if so, I might be able to help you out there if you want someone to talk to."
Ruby smiled. "Thanks, but I already know what I'm going to do, or at least what I hope to do. Other than that though, I actually might take you up on the talking offer. I hate to say it, but I feel like I can't even talk to Ashley about it."
"Are you planning on doing what she almost did?" Emma feared Ruby's answer, but she knew it was a fair question.
Particularly with how Ruby had tried to help Ashley get out of town on the very day Ashley had ended up going into labor.
"No," Ruby told her. "Though that did seem to be how Granny thought I'd gotten Mr. Gold to rent to me. But like I told Granny, I want this baby. I never really thought of myself as the mothering type, but now that it's happened, I'm not entirely sorry."
"And the father? Have you talked to him about it?"
"I haven't even seen him since that night," she shrugged. "Maybe that's why I'm doing so much for myself now, wanting to prove to myself that I actually can. Like if I can get out from under Granny's thumb by getting out of her inn and her diner and pay my own way, and basically finally be a grown-up that maybe I can prove that I'm not as dumb or immature as everyone seems to think. Maybe I can even prove that I might not be such a bad mom while I'm at it."
"Doesn't sound like anyone can accuse you of not having your priorities in order," Emma told her with a small smile. "I do hope it works out for you that way, especially since it seems Ashley got her sort of happy ending, with Sean coming to his senses and basically doing what you are. You deserve that too."
"I wouldn't say I have much of a prince riding to my rescue, but then I never really asked for one either. Thanks though, that means a lot coming from you."
"Not to ruin this Hallmark moment, but I've got to head out for a while. Are you sure you'll be alright by yourself?"
"You already left me alone once today, I think I can manage not burning the place down. Trust me, there was a greater risk of that when I was surrounded by burners and coffee makers," Ruby grinned.
"Okay," Emma agreed. "And if you want, you can head on home when I get back. I shouldn't be too long."
"Alright, have fun," Ruby told her, unsure whether Emma was headed out on a call or to see Henry. Or maybe just to get into another argument with Regina. Ruby shrugged. It didn't really matter to her, she was actually feeling pretty calm at the moment. No calls had come in that she couldn't handle, certainly nothing about anyone finding any organs. With that she decided she could call today a success; which was absolutely a relief.
Ruby wasn't sure how long had passed when she heard the door to the station open again, though she doubted it had been longer than a half an hour. Still, the sight which greeted her when she turned her head towards the entryway surprised her. That definitely wasn't Emma.
"Ruby," Mr. Gold smiled, pleased to see her.
"Mr. Gold," she smiled back. "Are you looking for Emma?"
"I am," he lied. He wasn't really, he was sure this was where Ruby had meant the night before when she had said she knew of someone who might be able to help her with a job. Of course Emma would understand what she was facing, so it only made sense Emma would be the one to employ her. He had just wanted to be sure their shared presumption had been right.
"She left a while ago, but if you want, you can wait for her to get back. I just can't really say when that'll be." Some secretary, she thought a little bitterly.
"No, that's alright. I do appreciate the offer, however. Perhaps if you could let her know I stopped by?"
"Sure thing," Ruby nodded.
As he headed out, Ruby began to wonder if this might become routine. For the first time in ages she had seen him three days in a row, and she was sure the next would make it four. It almost amused her. Maybe it was just that he hadn't been that fond of the diner, or maybe it still went back to her original thought that he wanted to be sure she wouldn't change her mind about her living situation.
Except, she reminded herself, this time he had been looking for Emma. Maybe it had just been a coincidence he had been looking for her there on the very day she had come back to work at the sheriff's station. It could have been as simple as him wanting to be sure there weren't still any lingering charges or fines from the night she had arrested him. With a soft shrug, she decided then it was time to get back to her actual work. The last thing she needed was for Emma to come back and realize she had spent even just these past five minutes thinking only about Mr. Gold.