Thank you to my Beta, Tinian I'att, for all of their hard work, and for editing this story! It means a lot! :) Disclaimer- I do not own Once Upon a Time.

Soul Mates

Snow White

All Snow White wanted to do on her 10th birthday was celebrate. All anybody else wanted to do was keep reminding her that today she would find out the name of her soul mate.

Snow thought that 10 was a very young age to learn with whom you would spend the rest of your life. She didn't even believe in soul mates! Besides, having someone tell you whom you were destined to end up with would take away the fun and mystery of finding out for yourself. Why couldn't people choose whom they wanted to be with, instead of having some stranger give them the name of the person with whom they would supposedly spend the rest of their life? She just couldn't quite process why anyone would want to find the love of their life like that.

Of course, she was the oddball. All the other girls called the Matchmaker telling them the name of the person they'd marry romantic. They thought it was the most important day of your life.

Snow was the only one who disagreed.

On her 10th birthday, her parents told her to wait in the living room while they escorted the Matchmaker to her. They would be present when she learned the name of her soul mate. She kept biting her nails, anxiously awaiting the dreaded encounter.

The door slowly swung open, revealing an elderly lady, dressed in fine linen, with extremely light green eyes that seemed to stare into her soul. She wondered if they did.

The Matchmaker sat across from her, and just stared. She held her wrinkly and veiny hand out toward Snow, awaiting her reaction. Snow slowly set her tiny hand into the woman's larger one. The Matchmaker never took her eyes off Snow. Her parents stood in the doorway, nervously watching the encounter.

The Matchmaker then said one word. "James." It was one word, just one, without even a last name. It left her entirely confused.

"Does he not have a last name to accompany his first?" Snow asked.

The Matchmaker's eyes twinkled with a hidden secret. "That, my dear, is for you to find out on your own."

Snow's parents interrupted. "Well thank you for coming Madame Matchmaker. We appreciate your help." The Matchmaker nodded toward her parents, gave her a little smile, and swept out of the room, her linen skirt flowing behind her.

"James," Snow whispered in awe.

A/N- Please give feedback! Also, who would you like me to do next? This is more of a prompt story than anything else. The first review, as long as I know who they end up with, will be the next chapter! Thanks for reading! :)