Eyes of the Dragon
Chapter 1
Disclaimer::: I do not own OUAT or its characters, just my imagination. I just had this idea and thought I would roll with it…. No worries, this is an eventual swanqueen pairing.
Emma Swan strolled down the street in high heels knowing she had caught the guy responsible for stealing from other women. She had a dark smirk on her face as she saw the man try to drive off, only to find out his tire had a wheel lock on it. He turned to see her there. She chuckled darkly as she grabbed his head and knocked his head on his steering wheel, effectively knocking him out. She then cuffed the asshole and had him carted off to jail before she headed home. As soon as she got home, she kicked her red pumps off and changed into comfortable clothes before taking out a cupcake and lighting a candle on it. She made a wish and blew it out. But before she could bite into it, she heard a knocking on her door. She sighed and moved to answer the door. She saw a young boy there. "Yeah, can I help you?" She asked.
The young boy who looked no older than 10 years old smiled. "Are you Emma Swan?"
Emma nodded. "Yeah, who are you?"
The boy smiled, happy he had found her. "My name is Henry, I'm your son." He moved his way inside her apartment, not waiting for her to invite him in. Emma's jaw had dropped in surprise. She followed him inside and closed the door.
"Listen kid, you can't just come barging in here like that and…" Emma noticed that Henry was drinking some orange juice. Really? She let it slide.
"Did you give birth to a boy ten years ago? You gave him up for adoption. That was me." Henry explained.
Emma threatened to call the police on him. Henry threatened to tell the cops that she had kidnapped him. He obviously thought the bluff would work in his favor.
Emma smirked then. "Nice try kid. Thing is I have a superpower. I can tell when someone is lying to me." She picked up the phone and prepared to dial a number.
"Wait please!" Henry stopped her. "You can take me home, stay a week and if you want to leave and never come back. You can. But your family needs you. They are in danger."
Emma stared at him. She figured she could indulge his whims in order to get him out of her hair. But a small part of her was curious about this kid and wanted to make sure he got home safe. Emma inhaled deeply, knowing the kid was her son just by his scent alone. She felt a certain protectiveness over him. She didn't realize it yet, but her mother's instincts were kicking in overtime. "Let me go get changed and we can get going." She went to change her clothes and packed a week's worth of clothes just in case. When she was done, she found him waiting for her. "Ready kid? Where do you live?"
Henry smiled, pleased that he had gotten her to agree with coming back home with him. "Storybrooke Maine."
"You have got to be kidding me!" Emma rolled her eyes as they left the comfort of her home and went on the road. As they were on the road, she caught Henry reading this big book which she noticed looked like it was about fairytales. She asked about it and the boy had said it wasn't like any other fairy tales that others read, this one was different and he had claimed it was all real and not make-believe. He even went so far to claim that she was in this fairytale book. Emma smirked at this. "Oh really?" She found it amusing and figured it was just a kid's overactive imagination. A part of her was enjoying just listening to him go on and on about the stories in the book. She could see how excited Henry was about his book and the characters in it. His innocence was very refreshing. She'd lost hers a very long time ago.
Henry looked at her. "I know you don't believe me right now, but you will. You'll see." He was convinced he could get the blonde to believe in his book as much as he did.
Emma smiled at the boy. "If you say so Kid." Her eyes twinkled. They had made a stop on the way for a bathroom break and some drinks and snacks and before long, they finally arrived in Storybrooke, Maine. The moment they arrived, Emma had felt something come over her so strong. She stopped the car in surprise, feeling some sort of energy humming inside her. Every inch of her body had a tingling feeling.
Henry got out of the car when Emma did and looked at her. "You feel it don't you?" He could see how she was glowing.
"Feel what kid?" Emma panted heavily, feeling an intense heat burning strong inside of her.
Henry answered, "Magic."
"Ha. I feel something alright. I don't know what to call it." Emma rubbed her hands. She had dealt with many things all her life. Everything she had been through had led her to this moment, to today. She was a woman of many secrets and she knew things about herself that were not considered normal. Even if they were things Henry called magic. To her, it was something she had to hide, to keep hidden. She had to do that in order to survive. She had never had an easy life growing up. Yet here she was with the boy she had given up ten years ago. He had come looking for her. She couldn't help but to wonder how he had known where to find her. She wondered what had happened to make him want to search her out in the first place. She remembered Henry telling her that the woman who had adopted him, was the Evil Queen. She looked over at Henry once she got her breathing under control. "Get in the car." She got behind the wheel of her car and waited until Henry buckled up before she drove him to where he was living. When she saw his house, she was amazed by its size and beauty. "Nice house you got there." She smiled as she got out of her car and walked him to the door.
Before they made it to the porch, the door flew open and a dark haired woman ran out and enveloped Henry into a hug. "Where were you Henry? Don't scare me like that again!"
"Sorry Mom, I found my real mom. She brought me home." He looked back at Emma before he ran inside the house as the Sheriff joined his mother.
The brunette finally noticed the blonde for the first time. "Thank you for bringing my son home, Miss…"
Emma smiled. "Swan, Emma Swan. I'm his biological mother." Her eyes swept over the brunette. She couldn't help but to think she looked beautiful.
"I'm Regina. Regina Mills, mayor of Storybrooke. I'm sorry for the inconvenience of bringing my son home. I trust you'll be on your way yes?" She then thanked Graham for stopping by.
Emma could tell that Regina seemed threatened by the fact she was Henry's biological mother. "Look, I brought him back to you even though he called you the Evil Queen. I will be in town for a week and then I will be on my way. Good night." She turned to go.
Regina was startled. Henry had called her that? How did he know? She reached out and touched Emma's hand, noticing it was hot to the touch. She let go in surprise. "I'm sorry, that was rude of me. Won't you come in and have a cider with me?"
Emma checked her out and smiled politely. "Do you have anything stronger?" She followed the mayor inside. "It's a nice place you've got here."
Regina poured some cider in a glass and brought it to her. "I've worked hard for this."
Emma took the offered drink and smiled. "I would imagine so being Mayor and all."
"So how did my son find you? Where do you live?" Regina asked.
"I don't know how he found out about me. It was supposed to be a closed adoption. He just showed up at my apartment in Boston and knocked at my door. I couldn't very well let him stay with me, knowing he probably had worried parents looking for him." Emma brought the drink to her lips, she inhaled as she opened her mouth. Suddenly she realized what she had in her hand. Her eyes met Regina's and she noticed how the mayor was holding her breath. She put the glass down untouched. "Really Regina? You're trying to drug me? Why?"
The mayor had a look of dismay on her face. "I...I… How did you… No." She shook her head.
Emma stood up. "Is that your method of operation? You like to drug people who threaten you? With a child under your roof? Really?!"
Regina's worst fear was happening. How had Emma been able to detect what she put in her drink? How was it possible? She backpedaled, trying to fix this error she had made. "No please!" She grabbed the cider that Emma put down. "I'm sorry, I must have gotten something mixed up by mistake. Allow me to get you a fresh one please." How had she been so careless? She had made the mistake of assuming that Emma was like all the other common people she dealt with before. She was going to have to find another way to make sure Emma would not take her son away.
"Forget it. I'm not thirsty anymore. But I will check on my son tomorrow to make sure he is okay. If I find you trying to pull that stunt again, I promise I will come after you with everything I have. I'll be keeping my eye on you Madam Mayor." Emma took out her phone and texted Henry just to make sure he added her to his contact list. "Our son knows how to contact me. Do not screw this up." She left the house as Regina threw her glass at the door when it closed.
Regina sat there a few minutes before she got the broom out and some paper towels and cleaned up the mess she made. Emma Swan was proving to be a very formidable adversary. Regina went to check on her son and saw that he was in bed. She closed the door and headed to her room.
Henry pushed the covers off and moved to look out the window at the library with the tower clock. For as long as he could remember, that clock had been stuck, frozen in time. It had remained at the same time which was at 8:15. Suddenly the hand of the clock moved to 8:16. Henry was thrilled to see that it was working again.
Regina had a hard time sleeping as her mind replayed the event between Emma and herself over and over again. She knew she had screwed up big time. But she had been afraid of losing her son especially since being told that Henry believed she was the Evil Queen. And now his birth mother was in town. She panicked and now Emma was on to her. If she had any hope of making sure she would not lose her son, she would need to be very careful and precise in planning her next move. She would need to check up on Emma's background and see if there were dirt she could dig up on her. She smiled evilly as a plan began forming.
