Somewhere in Neverland

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Scarlett's P.O.V.

"Anything?" I asked Emma as she put down a box of records and picked up another one. "Somewhere in here, there's got to be something on her," Emma said. "There has to be a better strategy. While we're reading files, my sister is out there somewhere. We have to confront this Snow Queen," Elsa said from across the room. "Believe me, if I could, we would. We have to find her first. And, Elsa, we have to be careful. This woman is tricky. She seems to know all 3 of us, and we don't remember anything about her. And something tells me that that is not an accident," Emma said. "You think she took our memories?" Elsa said. "It's quite common here in Storybrooke, actually. I wouldn't be surprised if it were the case," I said, looking through more files. "I'm really good with names and faces. It was my job. She took them, all right. The question is why. We need to find out what the hell she's up to," Emma said. "Paperwork, ahoy! Old city records from the mayor's office, per your request," Hook said, coming in with a box in his hands, Peter behind him with another box. "Oi! Somebody's forgotten about me dinner! I had the bangers and mash," Will said from the cell. "You had the water and pop-tart," Emma said, handing Will a water bottle and a pop-tart with a bite already taken into it. "Somebody's already had a nibble," Will complained. "Sorry, got a bit hungry," I shrugged. "Well, if it was you that did it then I don't mind as much. You're not as crazy as your mum," Will said. "I'm going to take that as a compliment," I said, nodding. "You should," Will winked and I scoffed, turning back around to the box in front of me to see Peter glaring down Will. I made eye contact with Peter and furrowed my eyebrows in confusion at him. He just looked away but kept an angry, sullen-looking expression on his face.

"Now, I've served me time. So when will I be free?" Will asked. "When I say so," Emma said. "Well... I'm off to take Henry sailing, love, unless there's something else you want me to do here," Hook told Emma. "Make sure Henry wears his life vest, okay?" Emma whispered. I think i'm gonna throw up. I never thought I'd ever be able to say that I watched my parents flirting with each other. I find myself utterly disturbed at this. "Befriending the son to get in with the mum? Yep, no one will ever see through that," Will commented. "Save your comments for yourself, Will," I said, not looking up from my files. I heard Hook leave and looked up to see Peter just standing there. "Yes?" I asked. "Is there anything you need help with, Scarlett?" he asked. "Nah... I think we got it covered. If you know a way to shut Will up, that'd be greatly appreciated. Other than that, you can go do whatever... Emma, Elsa, and I need to keep researching the crazy snow bitch trying to destroy the whole town," I said. "Well then... I guess I'll be going," Peter said. I walked over to him and gave him a quick kiss before turning him around and playfully pushing him towards the door. He looked back at me and smiled before leaving.

"Emma. Scarlett. Look. Why are there pictures of Emma mixed in with the city records?" Elsa asked. I looked at the pictures and realized this was when Regina was hell bent on destroying Emma. "Let's just say when Regina was mayor, she abused her power a bit. She was looking for any reason to run me out of town," Emma said, taking the pictures. "That's the first time Henry, Scarlett, and I went for hot cocoa. When I walked Henry to school for the first time," Emma said, looking through the pictures. My eyes widened when I saw the next picture. "Emma? Scarlett? What is it?" Elsa asked. "It's me and her," Emma said, showing Elsa the picture. "And you still don't remember any of this?" Elsa asked. "No, but I know someone who may," Emma said. I nodded, "The person who had the photos taken."

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"You okay?" Elsa asked as Emma parked outside of Regina's vault. "It's just the pictures. Reminds me of when I first got here. Regina and I hated each other. Well, "hate" might be the wrong word, but we did not mix," Emma said. "No, she hated you," I said. "Thanks, Scarlett," Emma said, looking at me through the rear view mirror. "But it seems like you've come a long way since then," Elsa pointed out. "Yeah, but it looks like we're right back at it. Just wish I could fix it. Coming?" Emma asked as she was about to get out of the car. "I think this sound like something you two should talk about alone. You know, if things were getting better between you two before, maybe they can again," Elsa said and I nodded. "Doubt it. I screwed her over. Once you screw someone over, there's no getting them back," Emma said. "What makes you say that?" Elsa asked. "Experience," Emma said and left. Experience? I wonder...