Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I'd just stare out my window
Dreaming of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray (I would pray)
Trying hard to reach out
But when I tried to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I prayed I could break away
-Breakaway, Kelly Clarkson
Emma:
Emma Swan sighed as she taped the last cardboard box shut. It was pouring, the rain hitting her windows of her apartment loudly. Emma looked around her apartment to find everything packed and cardboard boxes everywhere. She didn't want to move, and go back to the tiny town of Storybrooke Falls where she'd have to face…well…every reason why she left.
Emma shook her mind and instead got up off the floor, and headed to her purse to make sure she had everything in check.
"Passport? Check. ID? Check. Wallet? Check."
As Emma sorted through her purse she came across a photo. Emma looked at the photo of three kids, all blonde, running around having a good time. Emma had been fifteen, Caroline six, and Draco five.
The photo was taken back when thing were good. When life seemed never ending and ultimately perfect. Who knew that two years later Emma's whole foundation would crumble and leaving her beyond broken. She didn't even know who she was anymore.
So she left. Ran. Nothing seemed right anymore…truth was hard to perceive by the people in the town. Who knew? Who knew? Those words constantly threatened Emma's sanity and finally she snapped. She grabbed what she could, threw it in her suitcase and left. Not a word to anyone.
Emma looked at the photo which her mom took. She wondered if her mom ever went to look for her. See where she went, how she was doing. Did she even care? Or did Elizabeth Forbes losing everything when her secret was revealed?
Emma hadn't contacted anyone in Storybrooke Falls. No one knew she was out here. So how the mayor, Regina Mills, got her number, she'll never know. But she did and she gave Emma the news that sent Emma crumbling to the ground in shock.
"Miss Swan?"
"Yes. Who's calling?"
"Regina Mills. I'm the mayor of Storybrooke Falls."
Emma felt the colour drain from her face. She didn't want reminders. She left for a reason.
"I'm afraid I have some bad news."
"What is it?"
"It's about your mother. Elizabeth Forbes? She…well…she passed away."
Silence reigned supreme on the phone, as Emma was unable to say a word. She fell to her knees, shocked, not knowing how to react.
"So when you say passed away…"
Emma hoped it was just a joke.
"She's gone Miss Swan. Dead."
Emma gulped back her tears and bile that threatened to appear.
"I understand this to be hard on you Miss Swan. The funeral will be soon. Her daughter, your sister, Caroline Forbes is planning it."
"I'm sorry Miss Swan. Elizabeth Forbes was a good woman."
Emma sighed and put the photo back in her purse. The doorbell rang and she walked over to get it. Checking into the peephole she saw it was the mover to take her stuff. She opened the door and three men came in, grabbed her stuff and took it down to their truck. Emma helped them and soon the truck was packed and ready to go. Emma took one last longing look at her apartment and then shut the door, heading off to her office to finish off some paperwork before she left Manhattan for good.
…
Caroline wiped down the counter and Granny's Grill.
Perfect.
The counter gleamed like the first cut of a diamond. It was so clean she could see her reflection in it. Caroline wistfully sighed and rested her head on the counter taking yet another moment to accept the fact that the one person who was always there for her was now gone and she had nobody.
Caroline had loved her mother so much. They were practically best friends. To Caroline, she could tell her mother everything. Of course her mother then was diagnosed with breast cancer and her body was too week to fight it. She was on life support for months, with hope she'd break out of it. Caroline went through this alone though because her best friend Tessa can only do so much.
Tessa knew kind of how Caroline felt although her mom was crazy, not dead. Tessa had just moved into Storybrooke Falls and lived in Caroline's court. They clicked instantly bonding over their love of mochas and frappuccinos.
Tessa confided in Caroline about her mother and Caroline confided in her about her own mother too.
The bell chimed above the door and Caroline rose her head, still resting on the counter and saw Luke walk in. He was the co-owner of Granny's diner. Granny Lucas was the other. Everyone knew and liked Elizabeth Forbes. They all missed her and all wished she had won the battle.
But she hadn't, and no one was taking it harder than Caroline.
"Caroline…I thought I told you to take the week off."
"You did."
"So why are you here?"
Caroline sighed and pushed herself off the counter, her blonde hair, her mother's hair, falling into her face. She blew on it and it flew up, and then back down, getting into her eye. Fed up, Caroline brushed it violently away from her face and held it to the side of her head while she talked.
"Work keeps me distracted."
Luke raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms, leaning his weight on his right leg. He didn't believe her. Hell Caroline didn't believe herself. It was the biggest lie she knew.
"Caroline…you still think about her."
"How can I not? Every time I look in the mirror I see her."
That was true. But only Caroline's hair reminded her of her mother. Emma on the other hand looked exactly like her mom. Of course that was when she was seventeen so technically she didn't. But out of the three kids, everyone knew Emma was the most like their mother.
Emma. Caroline hated Emma for leaving with no explanation. Caroline knew that Emma felt she didn't belong but surely that was immaturity right? Emma would be twenty eight now…Caroline was after all 19 and Emma was nine years older than her. Would she even come to their mother's funeral? Who knew.
"Caroline go home or I'll fire you."
"You wouldn't do that!"
"I would…and then I'd wait for you to send back in your resume so I could hire you again." Luke winked and Caroline laughed.
"Alright, alright. I'm out."
"Good riddance!"
Caroline shook her head with laughter as she threw her apron on the counter for Luke to hang up. If he was letting her go early, he could clean up. See if the counters look spotless then.
Caroline walked home in her sneakers, which hit the pavement hard. She was underneath her umbrella which she had pulled out of her bag. It had been raining for days and the forecast said for only more.
"The perfect weather for this time."
Her sneakers splashed through the puddles and she headed back home, the raining bouncing of her little yellow umbrella yet still soaking her to the bone.
She arrived on the steps about ten minutes later to a large home with a red front door and flowers beds on the front. The porch glistened with the rain and the parts that were protected seemed to look less beautiful than the parts that weren't.
Caroline folded her umbrella back and leaned it up against the wall beside the door. She fished for her keys inside her purse, pulled them out, unlocked the door and headed inside to cry some more about the woman who died a losing battle and left Caroline behind.
…
Draco leaned his head against the window from the plane he was in which was flying over the Atlantic. His breath fogged up the window and he snuggled further into his blanket. The plane was fairly empty or at least first class was. He was sitting alone but that didn't surprise him.
He always sat alone.
After the…accident at Hogwarts, his boarding school, he'd been cast out. No one liked him. He went from the very top, to the very bottom.
Draco shut his eyes willing the picture to go away. He had other things to think about like that fact that his mother, his real mother, was dead.
Lucius Malfoy, Draco's father had been with Elizabeth Forbes for many ten years. Draco and his father lived in a separate house from his mother, one that seemed to be on the edge of town. His father was a growing businessman, his mother the sheriff of Storybrooke Falls. She came quite often and stayed with Lucius and Draco.
But soon Lucius and Elizabeth began to fight, the fights became a daily thing for whenever she visited. Sometimes they ended with the couple disappearing into the bedroom repeating the apologies. Other times it ended with Elizabeth leaving the house and Lucius collapsing into a chair crying.
Draco never understood what happened with them but one day Elizabeth never came back. Draco didn't understand. Lucius came home one day, angry, and told Draco they were leaving. For good.
They packed up their bags, hopped on a plane and next thing Draco knew they were moving into an apartment for two in London, England.
Lucius told Draco that Elizabeth left them. Draco would still see her in the summers but in the school year he would stay with his father.
The growing business man his father was he met a woman when Draco was eleven. Her name was Narcissa Black and she was as elegant and cold as they come. She was infatuated with Lucius but he would only ever love Elizabeth. But because he had lost his light, Lucius soon grew into a workaholic, devoting his time to work and married Narcissa for her family was rich and he was able to extend Malfoy Enterprises from there. He sent Draco to Hogwarts, a very prestigious boarding school.
Things happened and now it led to Draco being here, currently. He wondered why his father wasn't coming. He supposed he would mourn in his own way, if he did.
Draco sighed again and leaned back into his chair, shutting his eyes. He needed rest. The next couple of months were going to be a long time.
…
Emma leaned back in the back of the taxi that was just entering Maine now. The truck had gone on ahead because she had to stop at the office and sign the last few papers. Her boss, Graham Hubert, gorgeous man but unfortunately married and with one kid. Emma had a crush on him when she first started as a bounty hunter but well, that fell flat.
Graham hadn't wanted her to go but he understood, he was an orphan and despite the fact that Emma ran away, this was her mom's funeral.
Now in the back of a taxi staring at the rain sliding down the window, Emma breathed a deep breath and let her mind wander.
It seemed to fall to one person who Emma wasn't exactly excited to see and yet was.
Caroline. Her younger sister by nine years, Caroline and Emma had been best friends. Emma loved Caroline more than anything and she wished she could have seen Caroline grow up. She'd be nineteen now.
And most likely Caroline hated her. Emma had left without leaving anything behind but the secrets her mother kept. Emma banged her head against the window.
"Are you alright miss?"
Emma smiled a tight lipped smile at the driver. "I'm fine."
"We're almost there if you're wondering. About forty five minutes."
Forty five minutes till her utter doom. Emma sighed again shut her eyes as her head hit the head rest. Another reason why she decided to come back was because of Caroline. Their mother's death would Caroline hard, because they were so close, and someone needed to take of her. And Draco was probably coming home which meant he'd need to be taken care of too. He was only eighteen.
Emma was going to have to step up and take her mother's place in their lives. But how in hell was she supposed to mend the bridges she burned when she left?
A/N: So this is my newest story. It features my three favourite couples of all time.
1. Captain Swan aka Emma Swan and Killian Jones/Captain Hook.
2. Dramione aka Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy.
3. Klaroline aka Caroline Forbes and Klaus Mikaelson
Now Klaus, Killian and Hermione won't come in till later because right now it's focusing on our three leads, Draco, Emma and Caroline. I hope you like it because this idea has been in my head for a while. Please read and review because I would love to hear everyone's thoughts! If only they allowed crossovers for three stories!