I Never Asked For This
Once Upon A Time. After 4x07 (One Shot)
Emma was looking at Storybrooke. Seeing the streets light up through all the lanterns. Looking at the clocktower. The clocktower that started to tick again after she stayed in Storybrooke for Henry. For breaking the curse she didn't knew she had to break.
Tears appearing in her eyes, but not yet to fall.
Thinking about her parents, Henry and Killian. She could hurt them, her son, her boyfriend and everybody else around her. Hurting her father and her mother yelling Emma! at her for hurting him even that it was a excident because she can't control her powers. The powers she didn't asked for.
She knew The Snow Queen, Ingrid was right. How she said it. How she said those words.
The family you think you have may love you. But they also fear you.
They also fear you. You've never seen them winch at your power?
You've never seen a twinch of panick just behind their eyes. Not even once?
They've chosen to have a new child and don't you think they thank their lucky stars every day that he was born normal.
I've been you, different, missunderstood, alone.
You can't love someone you don't understand.
And you know what happens when people don't understand something. They learn to fear it and then they look at it like a monster.
The words The Snow Queen said are dancing in her brain. Repeating themselves time after time after time. Monster, monster, monster.
Ingrid was right. She was, maybe, is still different, missunderstood and alone. Maybe some people see her as a monster.
When Snow said she wanted to give Neal everything in front of her well Emma got nothing of that, because she was send into a wordrobe to break a curse. To be the savior of everyone in this town. She was hurt. Her mother didn't know how she feels, didn't even noticed.
Her family feared her. The fear just behind their eyes. She was a monster.
The look on her mothers face made it all clear today. Protecting her son, her little brother. Why, because she has magic and wasn't normal like her little brother Neal.
Her mother was afraid of her.
Looking at the town, lurking in the dark, watching over the town she has saved time after time.
A tear fell down her cheek. More tears follow. Letting the tears fall down her cheeks without a single sound.
I have to stop this. I have to get rid of this. To get rid of my magic. I don't want to be a monster. A deal. I have to make a deal.
So that's what she's going to do. Making a deal with Rumplestiltskin.