The Enchanted Forest, she was really in the Enchanted Forest.
Emma Swan grew up like most children in her world. She believed in fairies, princesses, a knight in shining armor, true love's kiss, and of course, happily ever after. But her thoughts on fairytales weren't like most children's. She always felt like there was more to the story of Snow White. There had to be more of a reason than just jealousy to make the queen hate her so much. Why did the huntsman really save her? And there had to be more to the love story than just a single kiss and a song, right?
Another story Emma found intriguing was the story of Peter Pan. She wished that she could escape the foster homes. Just follow the second star to the right straight on 'til morning and live in Neverland. But not as a lost girl under Peter Pan's rule. Most children thought Pan was the hero of the story, but then again a lot of people just watched cartoons. Emma on the other hand, took the time to read the original novel and get the true story behind Pan, Captain Hook, the reason they were enemies, and who the lost boys were. In her opinion, Pan was a bit twisted and sometimes just full of nonsense and it irritated her. She could never follow someone permanently childish.
No, she wanted to be part of Captain Hook's crew. She wanted freedom and independence, to spend her days sailing the open ocean. She didn't want to stay a child; she wanted to grow up so she could take care of herself and not need anyone else. No one ever cared about her anyway. And they may be pirates but they believed in good form. Why, the words 'bad form' was the last thing Hook uttered to Pan before he died.
Emma might not have flown to Neverland but she did get out of the foster homes and she did grow up. And once again, like most children when they grow up, she became more concerned with reality than fairytales. By the time she got out of jail and reached adulthood, she had ultimately stopped believing in them. That is until she heard a knock at her door on her twenty-eighth birthday.
At first she didn't believe Henry and couldn't get wait to get out of Storybrooke, Maine. But after almost losing her son, she finally did believe. It was a lot to take in and she was still processing it all. But she couldn't deny it anymore. Her parents were Snow White and Prince Charming after all, another thing she was still coming to terms with. And she was walking right beside Mulan and Sleeping Beauty. And it was one thing to know everyone in town was cursed and from another realm, but it was another to actually be there. She had never really missed anywhere she'd lived before. But since she fell through that magic hat and Mary Margaret followed after her, all she could think about was getting back to Storybrooke, back to Henry. But the question was: how?
