[killian] into the night

I'm not just a Savior

Figures that Graham would end up being detained by the Madame Mayor and make her rush off to deal with a disturbance happening at the local bar. Why he thought that she would be so willing to go to bat for him that night was beyond her, but somebody needed to be there. After all, it wasn't fair to people around when punches started flying and well it was just simply bad form. So she slipped from her bed groaning tiredly as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and crawled out of bed. Besides, she knew it wasn't good for business and the man was decent enough. She didn't really go into the bar all that much as drinking wasn't much of a thing she did. Still, she had at least once or two walked inside to get away from her situation and just enjoy some time by herself. Usually just drinking some water or non-alcoholic beverage as she didn't often indulge in drinking or at the very least nothing major to the point of being wasted. She just didn't see the point of it other than it made you sick later and could end up getting you into trouble. Sighing she ran a hand through her hair and made her way over to her clothing grabbing a shirt, jeans and everything else she needed. Slipping the deputy sheriff badge onto her jeans as Graham had asked her to do since she refused to wear the uniform.

She really had abhorred the idea of having to wear a man-styled uniform to work when she could do so without it. It certainly looked ridiculous when her red leather jacket was more than fine. It was still professional looking and well she liked to think that it was a sort of lucky jacket. She'd certainly gone through a lot of stuff her and the jacket that she didn't really like parting with it. It always seemed to go with her wherever she went. Slipping out of her bedroom and tiptoeing down the stairs to avoid waking her roommate as she made her way to the door. She stopped though and doubled back to the kitchen, grabbing a piece of paper and jotting down a note saying she'd gone into work. That done, she left it in view for Mary Margaret before heading back to the door and slipping into her boots. That done she turned and made her way out of the door and down the stairs of her building. Making sure of course that she had her keys with her. After all, she didn't know how long it was going to take to deal with this bar fight though she hoped it wouldn't be that long.

She was quite cranky due to the fact that she'd been awakened from a deep sleep and was not in the mood to be doing this. She should have made Graham deal with this, but she hadn't. Even if she had told him that she wasn't doing any more late night shifts just so he could sleep with the Mayor. It still made her rather ill just thinking about it as she walked down the stairs and headed over to her car. She would have taken the cop car, but it was most likely parked by the Mayor's house so she'd simply have to use her bug for the moment. Driving over to the pub where the supposed fight had gone down, really wanting to give whoever it was that had started the fight a piece of her mind. At least that was her thoughts on the matter as she climbed into the car, the chilly night air not going unnoticed by Emma. She was freezing too which only made her mood that much worse as she turned the car on and drove the short distance to the bar. If she was in a bad mood then so too would the people responsible and Graham for making her do this in the first place. She sighed heavily as her fingers danced on the steering wheel as she attempted to navigate the small town. Finally finding the bar where the call had been made and parking up close as her professional mask slipped over her face.

Turning the car off as she didn't know just how long she would be, she slowly got out cursing when the cold night air once more bit into her skin. She really wasn't getting paid enough to be out here in the middle of the night like this when it was cold. Still, she was here so she might as well make the best of it. Closing the door shut behind her, she slowly made her way over to the bar opening the door to see just what kind of commotion was going on. Making her way inside, she was shocked to see Killian there and what appeared to be a boy lying unconscious at his feet.

"Killian? What the hell is going on?" asked Emma as she made her way over to him trying to access the situation as she bent over the kid to check if he was alright. The last thing he needed or anyone needed was the poor kid to be injured and dead, but he seemed to be breathing. Which made her sigh in relief even if he was passed out making her think he was going to need a hospital just to be on the safe side, though the smell of alcohol on his breath wasn't surprising.

that's only half of who I am.