Authors note:

In honour of Once ending, and the loss of my favourite pirate from my life, I have decided to finish off as many half written fics sitting in my computer as I can. There are some that have sat there for years and this is one of the oldest.

I abandoned this originally because I thought the premise might be flawed. So if it is please let me know. I've thoroughly confused myself looking into the mechanics of magic on the show. Now cast your minds back to season four and I hope you enjoy reading.

This is cannon divergent from after 4x10 so, Previously on Once Upon a Time:

-Emma brought Robin's wife back from the past and Robin left Regina to to go back to her, so Regina is heart broken and Angry at Emma

-The Snow Queen Ingrid put an ice wall around town in an effort to force Emma and Elsa to become her sisters.

-Gold found a way to release himself from the dagger while simultaneously telling Belle that he loved her enough to give up on being the all powerful Dark One.

-He has been collecting magic into the sorcerer's hat to accomplish that spell.

-He also took Hook's heart as Ingrid told him he needs it for the spell.

-Ingrid set off her Shattered Sight curse and the town turned on each other.

-Emma, Elsa and Ana confronted Ingrid and she regretted what she'd done and took her curse back killing herself.

-The curse broke and everyone met up to celebrate, hugging in the falling snow, everyone except Hook.

Disclaimer: I don't own Once Upon a Time or its characters this is a work of fiction written for fun.

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Chapter one

Good morning, this is your local nine O'clock news.

In the early hours of this morning the coast guard found a real life Marie Celeste floating off the coast of Maine. The luxury yacht was boarded after it failed to respond to radio calls and officers discovered a single deceased occupant. Details are scarce but the FBI have joined local police forces in the investigation. More as we hear it. In other news…..

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"Sorry Granny, coffee to go. I am so late," Emma gasped as she burst through the door of the old lady's dinner.

She had been with Elsa, Anna and Kristoff taking down Ingrid's ice wall at the town line. Of course Ingrid had made sure it wouldn't be that easy, some sort of magical barrier had stayed up even after the ice had melted. She hadn't meant to spend so much time there but she'd got drawn into a conversation about some sort of war in their home kingdom and then she'd had to swing by Regina's to ask the queen to check out the new magic at the town line.

Emma bit her lip and shook her head lightly to stop her thoughts drifting to her almost foster mother who was actually also a princess from the Enchanted Forest and how she'd sacrificed herself to save them from a curse she'd started. Later. She'd sit and think it through later. She'd decompress and actually decide how she felt about it. Later.

First she had to find a way to get Elsa and her family back to Arrendale and even that was after cleaning up whatever messes had been caused by the Shattered Sight. She glanced around the regulars at the diner and didn't see anyone missing or anyone missing any important body parts. Maybe they'd actually got through this last crisis without any casualties?

"I'm surprised you had time to drop in at all," Granny commented as she poured out the coffee.

"Why do you say that?" Emma asked. Ok she'd just admitted she was late opening the station but it's not like there was going to be a queue waiting or something.

"Just figured you'd be dealing with the stranger," Granny replied, full of fake nonchalance.

"What stranger?"

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"Ah, you must be Sheriff Swan. You guys don't run a twenty four hour service here?" the stranger said as a greeting.

Strangers were never good news in this town. Strangers meant change, upheaval and lately world ending crises. Wasn't Emma allowed a day of peace? Now she had to deal with some tall guy in a cheap suit and shades lounging on the locked doors of the sheriff station.

"If people need us they know how to reach us," Emma replied. Yeah, magic smoke, mirrors, shouting dwarf, all the usual forms of communication, she thought to herself. The guy cocked his head at her.

"Well, I need you," he said.

"And you appear to be contacting me," Emma said stiffly. They broke the little staring match they'd fallen into as her father jogged over to them, concern already etched onto his face "Start with your name and why you're in my town." Emma felt David glance at her at her use of the word my. She was going to pay for that later.

"Right. Special Agent Jack Hill with the FBI out of the Maine field office. I'm here following a lead on a murder." He pulled out his badge and Emma found herself staring at it completely dumbfounded. What in the actual hell?

"What murder could have anything to do with us? David Nolan, I'm also sheriff," David said introducing himself while reaching out to shake Agent Hill's hand.

"Well it's a bit of an odd one Sheriff. The deceased was actually found by the coast guard floating in an abandoned boat, not too far down the coast from here. Forensics can't find any evidence of anyone else on board. The only thing we did find was a handwritten note appearing to be written by the victim with what we assume is his name and directions to this town," Hill explained with a professional nonchalance that spoke to his experience. Emma hoped murders never became an everyday occurrence for her.

"That doesn't sound like a murder. What's the name?" Emma asked, her curiosity overcoming her worries about the freaking FBI being in Storybrooke.

"Captain Killian Jones." Agent Hill said and Emma's world ended.

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