motivated | Once Upon a Time

There was nothing left for Chris in Beacon Hills. He had lost his wife and daughter. All that he had held dear beyond them was destroyed as well. All he had known, he now knew, had been a lie. Paris had been helpful in Chris finding at least a calm, even if it was a hollowness he clung to. He had nothing left but two things. Stopping his sister, and continuing to protect others.

For the most part the two went hand in hand, but when he got a call from a hunter he knew worrying about a possible rogue in Maine, he decided to catch a plane and help them check things out.

The trio had split up somewhere around midnight, not having found a single sight or sound of any type of wildlife. Honestly that was worrisome for Chris, and he wasn't letting his guard down. He had come over a small ridge when he realized that what should have been forest, and was shown that way on the map he'd been given, had given way to what looked like a town. At least it looked that way in the dark, a few lights showing but not many at that hour.

Carefully holstering his weapon, Chris moved closer to the edge of the village, a heavy frown curving his mouth.

"Why don't you show on the map," he muttered, having the fleeting, and terrifying, though that maybe this wasn't a rogue but a pack that had made a home of their own?

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Emma was walking through the forest as she was prone to do these days. She had started after Neal died, and after she told Killian that things wouldn't work out. It was something that Emma just felt down deep in her soul. Hook wasn't her destiny, and neither was Neal, although she had thought so at the time. Henry was living proof of that.

She was restless, her heart waiting to find something, only she didn't know quite why. She stepped out of the woods and onto the road, stopping dead in her tracks. There was a man standing on the other side of the town line. People never came to storybrooke, so that made Emma immediately suspicious.

There was something about this man though that called to her. Maybe he was just another lost soul like she was. She reached a hand up and rested it against the barrier.

It was a place that Chris could understand. His wife dead. His daughter gone. All he had known for love and family had fallen apart, dead and broken. Some days he felt the same, but out here in the woods, back on the hunt, it felt changed, different. He almost felt alive again, though that alone worried him that he could turn into the kind of man he swore he would never be.

But then there was movement, something that caught his attention and Chris turned suddenly.

Whatever he had been expecting to see it wasn't a woman standing there, watching him. Nor did he want to see her hurt. Suddenly it hit him that if he did nothing else, he had to make sure she didn't get hurt.

"Miss," he called, stepping closer. "You shouldn't be out here."

Emma lowered her hand slowly staring at the man. "You can see me?" She said amazed, because usually most people couldn't see beyond the magical barrier.

Emma knew that she should leave this stranger, and go and get Regina, but there was something about this man that reminded of her that Emma just couldn't leave.

"You believe in magic?" She asked, as she stepped through the barrier, it shimmering softly around her.

"Of course I can see you," he said, not sure what to think about why she would think he couldn't see her. He took anotehr step closer, head canting as his hand moved to his hip but not directly to his weapon.

Chris Argent didn't discriminate, and he knew she could still be a wolf just because she was being friendly and acting like she was confused with him being there.

"I believe in a lot of things. What does magic have to do with a town that's no.. What? Is this Brigadoon?"

Emma smiled but the expression on her face was serious. "Not exactly," She said. "Do you really want to know?"

Emma had a feeling that he did or he wouldn't be here right now. "I'll need your gun first though. I will not have my family put in harms way. How did you find us anyway?"

He was still thinking she was just a little mad right until she asked for his gun. With that he shook his head, hand off the weapon but taking a step back. "Sorry, Miss, but I can't do that. I don't know you, or how you're here with this town, and we've been tracking a killer up to this area. At least they were heading this way. For my safety and returning to ..."

He stopped then because he had no one to return to. Not anymore. "I was told to head to the west and keep an eye out in case we had managed to get ahead of the killer." Killer what he wasn't saying. "What is this? Some kind of preppers commune?"

Emma shook her head, because there was no way in hell that she was taking him in town armed.

"No dice. My son is in there, and I am not bringing an armed stranger in town," Emma spoke confidently. "The gun comes with me, but I will let you keep the knives."

Emma looked at him critically. "Look, I can read people well, and you look a little lost. Let me help?" She held out her hand.

"And my daughter lives in a town where I wouldn't just invite strangers in," he noted, smiling slightly at her and being amused. "I am willing to leave the gun, which I won't give to you sorry, but I won't go anywhere unarmed," he said, hand sliding to pull back his jacket, showing the knife in the lining. It wasn't the only weapon he had on him.

"I'm not lost. This town doesn't exist on maps," he pointed out. "Which means you may be harboring the killer we're looking for." We. Letting her know he wasn't alone out there. "For all I know, you're them. Not that I think you are." Not entirely. But she could be.

Emma could read people like an open book, so she knew he wasn't lying. "Fine leave the gun. You keep the knife but if you draw it without being provoked you are going to have me to deal with okay?"

She reached out a hand for him to take. It was the only way he was getting through the barrier after all.

Once Upon a Time - Crossed Life AU

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