Author's Note: Wrote this little drabble out of pure boredom. First FanFic on the site. reviews welcome but not nessasary. Constructive Criticism is accepted and encouraged. Rude or inappropriate reviews won't be tolerated and will be removed. Enough about all that. On with the story!

Disclaimer: I don not own Once Upon A Time. Just this story.

Emma had spent her entire life running. Hiding from anything and everything that troubled her. Because whether anyone knew it or not, Emma was immensely troubled by the fact that she was abandoned. And it killed her that she had to abandon Henry in order to give him his best shot. Even if it couldn't be with her. It took her a decade and a lot of choices to finally find her home and to her surprise it wasn't anywhere she thought it would be. It was in the unknown, impossibly small, originally cursed town of Storybrooke. Where every fairytale character she now knows to be true resides. Ripped from their happy endings and protected by magic from the rest of the world. She found her child there. Her parents. Found true love in the hands of dashing (though incredibly annoying) pirate. She had defeated so many villains from a plethora of stories. She went to Manhattan and found Neal. She gave him a chance to know his son. He fixed thigs with everyone before dying in Emma's arms a hero. She had changed everthing mostly for the better in the quiet town she awakened the instant she decided to stay and the clocks started moving for the first time in 28 years. She had gotten to go back in time to watch her parents fall in love and definitely messed up some history while she was there. But the point of everything was that even though it took ages and a blast from the past (literally) with that damn pirate, she had found something she desperately missed when she left. Her parents. Her son. The town. And words spoken from Neal years ago came to mind. Home by his definition was something you missed. Something you longed for when you left. That's when Emma finally stopped running away from past mistakes and secrets. Finally sat down and enjoyed life with her Mother, Father, Newborn Brother and Son. Allowed herself to be an open book with everyone instead of just that Damn pirate Killian (known well as his other moniker Captain Hook.) She let herself be happy. Because she, an orphan abandoned on a highway and thrown through the foster system had found home